Chapter 1597 Missed the opportunity, it’s too late
The ghost controller who was not assigned to mourning clothes was unwilling and angry.
He does not want to accept this desperate outcome.
Because without mourning clothes, it is impossible to survive the day of condolence safely.
He thought about taking mourning clothes from other people's hands.
But no matter whether it is Ding Hui, Li Yang, Fan Xing or even Da Qiang, this ghost controller cannot fight against him.
At least there is no guarantee that we can seize mourning clothes from these people.
Finally, the ghost controller suddenly looked at Yang Xiaohua.
"Although this Yang Xiaohua does not have mourning clothes, Yang Jian arranged a piece of yellow paper. According to Zhou Deng's previous description, as long as the yellow paper is put on it, one can avoid the attack of the evil ghost.
Maybe this is my last glimmer of hope."
This strange ghost controller suddenly realized something in his heart, and then looked at Yang Xiaohua with fiery eyes.
The ghost controller himself could see it, but others could vaguely see that what appeared under the ghost controller's neck was a pair of small, large, and even unformed hands.
Maybe there is no chance of waking up yet.
But Yang Jian himself is not a ghost controller, he is the same as Yang Xiaohua without any essence.
A hint of madness flashed in his eyes from time to time.
The red balloon floated rapidly from the ground with Yang Xiaohua's sleeping body.
The bottom of the arm is covered with mud and looks dirty.
Therefore, when Yang Xiaohua's body floated to a certain low level, it had to stop.
Before hearing my words, a sinister look suddenly flashed in the eyes of this tall ghost master.
Not a while has passed since the small door was pushed open by the ghost.
Although Long Fu later used the yellow paper, he could still survive after tearing off the yellow paper.
The purpose is not to force yourself to a dead end.
But just when I was about to take action, Li Yue suddenly said:
"The worst he can do is stay still."
The body was floated by the red balloon;
Because Zhou Deng and Yang Xiaohua were standing together, Zhou Deng thought that the ghost controller was looking at him, and suddenly asked with some confusion.
"Gao Duo wants to have Yang Xiaohua's idea, so you advise him to give up at best. You are the only special person out there, and you are of no use to you now."
Zhou Deng was stunned for a moment, then said nonchalantly:
After subsequent experiments, Zhou Deng determined that the red balloon can only be touched by special people. Once someone without supernatural power in the body touches it, he will be like Yang Xiaohua now.
Just.
At this time, Zhou Deng had already pasted the incomplete pieces of yellow paper on Yang Xiaohua's face.
In fact, it was the ghost controller who thought less.
The ghost controller, who originally didn't look ugly at all, now looked pale.
Maybe he will wake up again and die like that.
"Since he wants you to touch Long Fujie, and he has no less mourning clothes, I can just give you a piece of yellow paper."
The balloon was blocked by the roof very slowly. Is there any way to fly out?
Before pasting the yellow paper, Yang Xiaohua, who was originally just a special person, suddenly lost her supernatural power.
At this time, this highly skilled ghost controller still wanted to give up.
Although Zhou Deng said that he would specifically target the ghost controller, there was no one who was not holy enough to use the things in his hands to people who had no relationship with him.
Especially when we look at this tall ghost controller, our eyes and expressions also change obviously.
At this time, the ghost controller believed that Zhou Deng was working against me.
The ghost controller didn't speak, but couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"After giving me so little time, I knew how to cherish it. Now if I want to take action, it's not too late."
You know what Li Yue means.
Hearing those words, the ghost controller immediately wanted to curse.
The red balloon wrapped around your arm immediately exerts its intended effect.
After all, using yellow paper is 100% safe.
After hearing Li Yue's words, everyone suddenly had no doubts.
"It was you who asked him to come to the ancient house. In the next few days, you guys contributed the least. At least he didn't get the upper hand. He is qualified to make demands on you.
"It's true that you don't have a piece of yellow paper yet, but why do you give it to him?"
"What are you looking at me for? I don't have any mourning clothes on me."
He must know the real situation. At this time, he may really regard Yang Xiaohua as a cold corpse.
At the same time, even the hairs all over the body stood up on their own initiative.
At this time, I was looking at Zhou Deng with expectation.
Previous second.
The bad thing now is that there is no one who can't solve the problem, but it turns out it's someone Zhou Deng protected.
Although the person who was familiar with the ghost control knew what happened, from the reactions of everyone, he also felt that something was not right.
Just like a piece of human skin, it sticks tightly to your skin, imprinting the outline of the seven sense organs.
Obviously, Long Fujie’s changes made me see an opportunity.
The ghost controller's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes shrank.
Even if these evil ghosts are all lame, it's not time to go to the chapel yet.
Yang Jian used a piece of yellow paper to put Long Fujie into a state of suspended animation. That was not the method Zhou Deng prepared for Long Fujie to spend the upcoming day of mourning.
Obviously, under the pressure of death, the ghost controller Gao Duo planned to give it a try.
Li Yang is active, Ding Hui is active, Fan Xing is active, and Xiao Wei is active.
Previous second.
I looked at Zhou Deng and said:
But Zhou Deng looked at the familiar ghost controller with a strange look at this time, and said something that almost made me collapse:
Zhou Deng was vague, so I can only try and see if Yang Xiaohua can really survive.
Just when I was about to speak.
Before today, no one knows whether Yang Xiaohua can still survive before tearing open the yellow paper from under his face.
In addition, even the ghosts outside the body will be suppressed and can move freely.
Just waiting for the ghost controller to speak, Zhou Deng continued:
Although the piece of yellow paper was not damaged, it just covered Yang Xiaohua's seven sense organs.
This familiar ghost controller was looking at Yang Xiaohua, who had not yet floated, with cold eyes.
Because the roof of the ancient house is sealed.
"So that's it, then it's okay, you can continue."
A big baby head with eyes still open poked out from in front of the familiar ghost rider. It twisted its neck and seemed to be searching for people around it.
And just like what Yang Jian said one after another, the moment the yellow paper was pasted, Yang Xiaohua suddenly fell into a state of suspended animation.
But just when I was about to take action, Zhou Deng said seriously:
"He's not looking at you, he's looking at Yang Xiaohua." Yang Jian suddenly said at this time.
And you have given him a lot of opportunities. As long as he can grab mourning clothes from others, it is more his. He is afraid of death but dares to do it. Who can blame him?"
He had nothing to do with him and walked away in a hurry.
Did Zhou Deng lie about Long Fujie?
That simply gives me a way to survive.
It took a long time for everyone to react.
Because I suddenly felt something moving around my neck.
Eagle, who had been silent all this time, suddenly waved his hand and said:
Did the familiar ghost master seize the opportunity? Now he thinks of trying his best. It's not too late.