When he said this, he rushed out without hesitation.
Su Yuan saw the situation and quickly followed.
No matter what, it is a good thing not to be left alone, and the risk will be much smaller.
Both of them were very fast, but after rushing along the path, Su Yuan could only see a figure at the corner and a few remaining footprints on the ground.
The footprints were stained with yellow mud, as if they had just walked through a field.
However, in the ensuing chase, an extremely unusual scene occurred.
Every time it's just a little bit different, I always feel like I can catch up the next moment.
However, there is always a subtle sense of distance between the two, just like fishing, and they can never catch up.
It seemed as if a ghost was tempting the two of them to leave, or taking them somewhere.
"Something's wrong. If it's a ghost, its steps are obviously not fast, but its speed is amazingly fast."
Su Yuan whispered, and then some speculation, maybe... the person in front of him is not the person in front, but the consciousness of Yang Jian's father.
Yang Jian seemed to be aware of the abnormality, but he did not choose to stop.
Because the danger of ghosts in this nightmare is not great, if it is just one-on-one, Yang Jian doesn't think he has any chance of winning.
What's more, Su Yuan is still by his side, two against one, no matter what, he will never lose.
Then, while running, the two of them had chased the figure outside the village.
At this time, a dense and dark forest appeared in front of us.
A dirt road that should not exist in the village meanders into the woods. The woods also exist in reality. It is a sandy forest where half a body was dug up during the day.
The ghost was walking on the road, and his leather shoes stepped on the muddy road, leaving footprints and being covered with mud.
"Bring us here on purpose, and I'll deal with you here today!"
Yang Jian chased after him, holding the only weapon in his hand, a rusty steel bar.
As long as this makeshift weapon penetrates the ghost's body, today's nightmare will end.
At this time, Su Yuan suddenly said something, which made Yang Jian stop in his tracks.
"Sure enough, the scene I predicted appeared."
"What?"
When Yang Jian heard Su Yuan's voice, he couldn't help but feel shocked.
What's the meaning?
The picture he foresaw?
Is the transfer here?
Suddenly.
He suddenly discovered that when he was about to enter the woods, the ghost in front of him suddenly stopped.
It seemed as if he noticed that the two of them stopped chasing.
At this moment, the weirdness that had always been impossible to catch up with before didn't happen again.
Su Yuan and Yang Jian stopped, and the figure that looked like a ghost did not continue running.
"What did you foresee?"
Facing Yang Jian's question, Su Yuan looked at the figure with his back to the two of them, and slowly said:
"That's not a ghost."
What?
That's not a ghost?
If it’s not a ghost, what could it be?
However, just when Su Yuan said these words, the man standing in front suddenly turned around and faced the two of them.
When Yang Jian, who was already confused by Su Yuan's words, saw Li Gui's true appearance, he didn't know whether the expression on his face was horror or surprise.
The ghost in front of me actually had a very familiar face.
This face is somewhat similar to his own, but what is even more similar is the portrait that belonged to his father in the old house... No, maybe it shouldn't be said to be a resemblance, it should be said to be the face on the portrait.
That's his father!
"Are you kidding me?"
After Yang Jian realized this, his eyes suddenly shrank.
Could it be that my dead father is a ghost?
The source of this supernatural incident was the resurgence of the evil ghost after his father died?
This discovery frightened him completely, because in his memory, his father had been dead for a long time.
However, in this nightmare, we met strangely.
Although he didn't know whether it was true or not, within a short period of time, he felt like he had found his long-lost father.
For a moment, my heart was agitated and I didn't know what to do.
After all, there was no supernatural influence on him in the dream, and he had all the emotions of a normal person.
So it's not surprising to have such a reaction.
"This...what is going on?"
Listening to Yang Jian's surprised words, Su Yuan slowly said: "It's very simple, as you can see in front of you, he is your father."
"When I say this, it may be difficult for you to understand, but you can think of it as some of the memories left behind by your father during his lifetime. He survived by using supernatural power and has not completely dissipated."
"Of course, you can also think of him as a ghost, part ghost, with the memory of a living person."
Borrowing the remnants of supernatural power and possessing the memory of a living person?
This kind of thing... In an instant, he thought of an experimental direction that Wang Xiaoming had been pursuing hard in the past.
That guy tried to use various methods to create the perfect ghost controller, and the so-called perfect ghost controller is one who has the ability of ghosts, has the memory of a living person, and will not have the problem of ghosts reviving.
You don't have to worry about the ghosts resurrecting, you won't die, you don't fear any supernatural events, you can even use some weird things at no cost, and you can continue to compete with the real ghosts.
This is what Wang Xiaoming wants.
Because once this kind of ghost controller appears, it will inevitably solve the current global trend of increasingly bad supernatural beings, if this example can be replicated.
Then you no longer have to worry about the harm caused by supernatural events.
But this kind of thing is impossible to do with the current means.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian couldn't help but frowned. At this time, the man in front of him, whose feet were covered with mud, who was wearing old-fashioned clothes and who looked somewhat similar to Yang Jian, suddenly opened his mouth to speak:
"He's right, you are better than I thought."
"Um?"
When Yang Jian heard this, his eyes suddenly shrank, his heart almost jumped out of his chest, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.
This simply subverted his three views and made him feel a huge impact. It was more horrifying and unbelievable than the supernatural events he had encountered before.
After all, that was someone who had been dead for a long time.
"Are you really my father?"
When he said this, Yang Jian stared at him, still holding the rusty steel bar as a weapon tightly in his hand. It seemed that if any accident happened, he would fight without hesitation.
"As your friend said, yes and no."
The man's face was calm and numb, as if he was thinking and recalling.
"The real me died more than ten years ago. What you see now is just a memory that exists in this nightmare. Maybe you can think of me as another ghost in the nightmare."