Without the slightest hesitation, Su Yuan saw Yang Jian slash out with his sword, instantly killing the ghost.
Because of being dismembered, the supernatural level was lowered, and Li Gui suddenly lost the ability to move. At the same time, Yang Jian also had inexplicable scars on his body.
This is the price of using a hatchet.
As for the other wandering figure, it looks even weirder.
He walked unsteadily, his steps were very stiff, and his body was stained with blood, and it was still dripping down. But if you look carefully, you can find that it is just a thin piece of human skin. What is inside?
There is nothing, no body, no head, the human skin is fluttering, and a tattoo pattern can be vaguely seen on it.
It was as if it had been torn off a living person, and there was still a skinny hand with only four fingers, which looked ferocious and terrifying.
At this moment, the human skin was floating towards a frightened ordinary person, clearly intending to launch an attack, but the man was so frightened that he screamed and collapsed on the ground, his whole body trembling.
Just when the ghost was about to approach the living person, the next moment, the living person disappeared, and a strange figure appeared, with a blackened palm holding the strange and incomprehensible thing.
After a while, the abnormality subsided.
"Is this Zhang Han's ghost?"
Yang Jian's face was expressionless, as if Zhang Han's death had no impact on him at all.
Zhang Han has looked in the mirror, and he can still be resurrected from the ghost mirror after death. However, if there is no one to guard him after resurrection, the end will be very tragic.
The resurrection of the ghost mirror comes at the cost of releasing a ghost. After the resurrection is successful, no one will take care of it. The resurrected ghost master will be captured by the ghost in the ghost mirror again because he becomes an ordinary person.
Based on the current situation in Dachang City, Yang Jian doesn't have much hope that Zhang Han can survive.
Then he rolled up the human skin and stuffed it into a gold box.
Continue to search for Feng Quan's whereabouts.
Ghost eyes peer into everything.
Soon, he saw where Feng Quan was.
An old tomb placed in the middle of the road looked extremely abrupt, and at the top of the old tomb, a dead head covered in mud was exposed.
That's Feng Quan.
Already unconscious at this moment.
He was hit by a ghost rental.
Although it looked like he was dead and the ghosts were revived, it was not the case. He was just in a coma, and then the ghosts in his body lost their balance and could not be controlled.
But he had better luck.
Both the ghost mist and the grave soil are reviving, but it seems that it is the grave soil that bears the impact of the ghost rental, not the ghost mist.
Otherwise, if the grave soil revives, Feng Quan would have been completely buried by now.
And once it's buried, it's impossible to think about it again.
But the current situation was miserable enough. Su Yuan circled the grave mound, exclaiming in amazement.
The grave soil here is not simple. Most of it has something to do with the cemetery owner Luo Qian. Perhaps this grave soil is also the part where Luo Qian dismembered his supernatural powers after his death and controlled the incomplete ghost puzzle.
No matter how powerful the person is, no matter how top-notch the figure is, they will be swallowed up by the terrible supernatural beings, and in the end they can only wither like the fallen leaves in the autumn wind. This is the power of time, and no one can disobey it, not even the ghost controller.
Then Su Yuan took action. He took out his mobile phone, moved it up and down, and slapped Feng Quan hard. The clicking sound kept ringing. Yang Jian gave him a strange look but did not stop him.
"What are you doing?"
"Take pictures!"
Su Yuan didn't even look back and said: "Do you believe these photos can last me a year? If Feng Quan doesn't treat me to a meal, I will send these photos to a C shock department tomorrow. I have already thought of the title."
, it’s called [Shocked, a certain ghost controller surnamed Feng was brutally murdered by three men. Is it the sinking of people’s hearts or the loss of morals...]”
Yang Jian: "..."
As if it was difficult to understand Su Yuan Qingqi's brain circuit, Yang Jian just frowned, and then peered at Feng Quan's condition with ghost eyes.
Feng Quan's condition was not good. His body was full of grave soil, and he even had no brain. Only human skin remained with the appearance of a human head.
If Feng Quan is forced to be dragged out at this time, he will die immediately and there is no way he can survive.
He is still alive at this moment because the balance has not been completely broken, because the recovery of the evil spirit requires a process. But if nothing else happens, it will be difficult for Feng Quan to wake up, and he is on the verge of death.
Putting down the phone, Su Yuan looked at Yang Jian and said: "Stop looking, there is no hope of saving, just wait to die. Hua Tuo and Bian Que were dumbfounded when they came. Wang Xiaoming would shake his head when he saw it, and then locked him up for research. He can't be saved.
, unless you let him control the third ghost, regain his balance, and wake him up from the edge of death."
Hearing this, Yang Jian fell into thinking.
It seemed that Su Yuan's words had touched him, and he began to wonder what kind of ghost could find a balance between the two and save Feng Quan, who had only one scalp left.
You must know that controlling evil ghosts is a very difficult thing. After controlling some evil ghosts, you will only die faster and it is impossible for you to survive.
That's why you need to choose.
There are not many evil spirits imprisoned in Yang Jian's hands, and there are very few to choose from.
"Feng Quan was still very good, with enough strength and mind. It's a pity that he died like this. Let me give it a try. Maybe there is a way to save Feng Quan."
Glancing at Feng Quan, who was still unconscious, Yang Jian said slowly, seeming to have come up with a way,
At this moment, Feng Quan's exposed head is still sinking, and the grave soil has been buried up to his chin, and the process is still going on, but the progress is relatively slow.
"Okay, I'll help out and try a new guy by the way."
As he said that, Su Yuan seemed to have remembered something, and slowly walked to the tomb and took out a small bottle.
The bottle contained some inexplicable liquid, which was dark red and black in color, and had a vague feeling of ominousness. After opening the lid, Su Yuan poured out a drop and dropped it on Feng Quan's remaining head.
After a while, it was obvious that the speed of Feng Quan's head sinking had stopped, and the problem of Li Gui's recovery was delayed and would no longer continue.
But this can only stabilize the situation and cannot completely solve the problem.
But for Su Yuan, he was already very satisfied.
This is a newly signed thing, with a very strange name, called Wangchuan Water. It can suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts, and can even put the revived evil ghosts into a state of silence.
But this kind of suppression comes at a price, because in the process of suppressing the resurrection of the evil spirit, human consciousness will also be suppressed, and it will become the same as a corpse, without much difference.
But similarly, this kind of suppression is also easily interrupted by external supernatural influences, and is only used in a few critical moments.