On the outskirts of Dachang City, there is a blood pool formed by blood beside a closed highway. The blood pool affects the surrounding environment and dyes everything in the area red.
And as time goes by, the blood-soaked area continues to grow.
It's just that the speed of this spread is too slow. Even after a year, it only affects the surrounding area of about three kilometers.
In addition, the blood pool cannot be moved, so the impact of this supernatural incident is very small. However, just as a precaution, Yang Jian still sealed off the surrounding area and relocated the residents of the nearest scattered villages.
"After Yan Li Li Gui recovered, he deliberately drove away from the city in order not to cause any impact on Dachang City. In the end, Li Gui couldn't hold up on the road and revived. Then the vehicle rushed off the highway and fell into the wild. This blood pool was where Yan Li died after his death.
Forming."
At this moment, Yang Jian was standing on the blocked highway, recalling the past in his mind and thinking of the story between himself and Yan Li.
But now is not the time to lament or reminisce.
He walked off the highway and strode towards the blood pool not far away.
The blood-red soil was so moist that it felt like you would sink when you stepped on it. Every step you stepped on made the soil squeeze out blood, and the surrounding air was filled with a strong smell of blood.
In this area watered by blood, weeds and trees grow very luxuriantly, as if these vegetation have absorbed enough nutrients from the blood.
It's just that under the influence of the supernatural, these trees and weeds are all scarlet red, making them look very different.
Yang Jian passed by a tree at this moment. He glanced at it and saw strange outlines of human faces appearing on the trunks of the trees. The facial features of these faces were not clear and they had not fully grown out, but they were roughly
The shape of the tree is clearly identifiable. If this tree is allowed to grow, it might actually become a completely human-faced tree.
However, the tree is not dangerous, it's just that the supernatural influence has changed the growth of the tree.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, there was a huge sound of falling into the water. It seemed that something was disturbed by Yang Jian's arrival. A huge shadow flashed through the red weeds and fell directly into the blood pool.
The blood pool rippled, but soon returned to calm.
Yang Jian opened his ghost eyes and tried to peek into the abnormality near the blood pool.
But the swaying weeds near the blood pool blocked the ghost's eyes, making it impossible to see clearly what was hidden in the weeds.
"It has absorbed so much ghost blood that even the weeds have certain supernatural powers? If all these weeds are pulled out, they can definitely be made into supernatural props, but this alone cannot stop my investigation."
next moment.
Wisps of beating will-o'-the-wisps began to appear within the sight of Yang Jian's ghost eyes.
A pale green will-o'-the-wisp emerged, and the fire engulfed a patch of red weeds in front of him, and then the ghost's eyes were no longer blocked.
At this moment, Yang Jian saw many horrific corpses lying in the grass near the blood pool. These corpses seemed to have human skin peeled off, dripping with blood, and were still active. Several bloody corpses could even be seen.
Crawling quickly in the grass.
However, the appearance of the will-o'-the-wisp disturbed these blood corpses, and each one quickly passed through the grass and rushed towards the blood pool.
With the sound of falling into the water, these bloody corpses dived into the blood pool one after another like dumplings, then quickly disappeared and disappeared.
"Leave one behind." Yang Jian's ghost eyes moved slightly, and the ghost fire shrouded him, blocking the way of a bloody corpse and surrounding it.
The blood corpse wanted to escape through the blockade of the will-o'-the-wisp, but when it came into contact with the will-o'-the-wisp, it seemed to be burned and it quickly moved back.
But the will-o'-the-wisp didn't burn.
The blood on the corpse seems to have some special supernatural power, which can resist the burning of will-o'-wisps.
The bloody corpse was still crawling quickly on the ground, strange but evil, but Yang Jian quickly walked out of the fire.
The charred palms almost covered the bloody corpse.
To deal with this kind of weird corpse in the blood pool, Yang Jian doesn't need to use any real skills, just using the supernatural powers of ghost hands should be enough.
But the unexpected is.
Faced with the suppression of the ghost hands, the blood corpse did not remain silent and was still struggling. However, there were too many ghost hands and the restraint was too tight, making it impossible for the blood corpse to break free.
"The ghost hand has the supernatural ability to suppress evil ghosts. It is almost like a weakened version of the nail in the coffin. The corpse derived from this kind of supernatural power is supposed to lose its movement immediately as long as it is touched. But now it is ineffective when facing this bloody corpse."
Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and he walked over to investigate the situation.
The bloody corpse struggled and squirmed, but there were too many ghost hands covering it, so it was still subdued.
"Will-o'-the-wisps cannot be ignited, and ghost hands cannot suppress it. A seemingly weak blood corpse has the potential to fight against top supernatural beings. As expected, the supernatural confrontation in the supernatural circle cannot be arbitrarily divided into high and low, it depends on the characteristics of the supernatural."
After Yang Jian's inspection, he discovered that the bloody corpse evolved from a corpse that had been dead for a long time.
After the corpse was soaked in too much ghost blood, some kind of change occurred, causing the corpse to wake up after death and become a ghost slave that was neither human nor ghost.
At the same time, this blood corpse also has the characteristics of ghost blood, which can invalidate supernatural powers.
"Sister Hong is right. If ghost blood has this characteristic, it can indeed wash away the curse on the ghost scissors. But how does she know about the ghost scissors and ghost blood? She is just alone. She has no intelligence network from the headquarters and no
Maybe she's keeping an eye on me all the time, or maybe she used ghost scissors before and was exposed to ghost blood?"
Yang Jian began to guess in his mind.
Then, he let go of the bloody corpse.
The bloody corpse crawled quickly, shuttled into the grass, and then fell into the blood pool in the blink of an eye.
"Didn't you choose to attack me? Did I not trigger Li Gui's killing pattern?" Yang Jian continued to move forward with some doubts.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! He walked through the red grass, dispersed the blood corpses hiding nearby, and then arrived at the blood pool smoothly.
However, Yang Jian didn't get too close, he was still a little worried.
Stopped and observed for a moment.
Yang Jian didn't find anything special. The blood pool couldn't be seen through with ghost eyes. He didn't know what was in the blood pool. He just felt that it was like a bottomless abyss. Once he fell into it, he would probably be trapped forever.
Sinking is worse than falling into a ghost lake.
"Now is not the time to ignore this blood pool. I am here to cleanse the curse on the ghost scissors."
Yang Jian did not forget the purpose of his trip.
He took out the ghost scissors at this moment.
The old scissors were tangled with black hair and were speckled with a lot of dirt that couldn't be washed away.
After arriving at the blood pool and confirming that there was nothing abnormal, Yang Jian put the ghost scissors into the blood pool.
The ghost scissors immediately changed after being soaked in the blood pool. The dirt on the ghost scissors began to dissipate quickly. Even the hair wrapped around it loosened and fell off at this time. At the same time, wisps of black dirt began to appear.
The traces were scattered in all directions, but before the black stains could contaminate the blood pool, they were completely wiped away by other blood around them.
"I can feel that the curse on it has indeed dissipated."
Yang Jian was holding the ghost scissors, and there was no change in front of his eyes at this moment. If it had been before, when the curse was entangled, there would have been some terrible supernatural phenomena happening around him.
After washing it for a while, he felt that it was almost done. The dirt on the ghost scissors had been completely cleaned, and all the curses had disappeared.
When Yang Jian picked up the ghost scissors again, the strange scissors had undergone tremendous changes.
The hair that was wrapped around the scissors disappeared, and the dirt disappeared. On the contrary, the ghost blood covered the scissors as if it were coated with a layer of red paint, turning the ghost scissors into a pair of red scissors.
This red color cannot fade away, even if the ghost blood stained on it disappears, the ghost scissors will still be scarlet.
Perhaps, this is the original appearance of the ghost scissors. It was just stained with too many curses and filth before, so it looked filthy.
"Successful."
Yang Jian checked it and made sure there was nothing wrong.
But he knew that this method of cleaning the curse only treated the symptoms, not the root cause. If he continued to use the ghost scissors, he would still be contaminated with new curses, but at that time he would have to go back to the blood pool to clean it again.
But it's a good thing to have a solution. If the curse on the ghost scissors is allowed to superimpose, even Yang Jian will not dare to use this supernatural item easily.
After completing the purpose of this trip, he planned to leave here and return to Guanjiang Community.
After all, Sister Hong is still waiting for her answer.
However, at this moment, Yang Jian suddenly noticed something and raised his head to look at the middle of the blood pool.
The blood was boiling and bubbling in the middle of the blood pool, as if something was trying to float out of it.
"Did cleaning too many curses at once disturb the ghosts in the blood pool?" Yang Jian put away the ghost scissors, and then slowly took a few steps back.
But his retreat had no effect, and the abnormality in the blood pool was still there.
Yang Jian didn't want to be entangled by the ghosts in the blood pool, so he directly used the ghost domain to escape from the red area and came to the highway next to it.
"Check the situation and leave if there is nothing unusual."
He did not rush back to Guanjiang Community because he was worried that something might happen in the blood pool, so he stayed for a while.
But the blood pool rolled for a while and nothing else happened.
Yang Jian didn't want to spend any more time here. He observed it for a while and felt that it shouldn't be a problem and then left. However, before leaving, he called Liu Xiaoyu and asked her to send someone to remotely monitor the area. If there was any situation, he would
Report to yourself.
After all, supernatural matters cannot be taken lightly.
soon.
He returned home.
Sister Hong did not leave. She was still sitting on the sofa drinking tea, waiting very patiently for Yang Jian to verify the function of the blood pool.
"Your information is correct. The blood pool has indeed cleaned away the curse on the ghost scissors."
Yang Jian strode in from outside the house. He took out the blood-red ghost scissors and placed them on the coffee table: "I want to know if you have used these ghost scissors before, otherwise why would you be so aware of this supernatural object?
?”
Sister Hong smiled and put down the tea cup in her hand, and then said: "You are right, I have used these scissors before, and I know a little bit about it, but you don't think it's strange, the blood pool is red, and the scissors are also red.
, even the cupboard that pesters you is red?”
"What do you know?" Yang Jian asked immediately.
Of course he knew that the blood in the blood pool was very similar to the blood flowing from the ghost closet, and that Yan Li had obtained the drop of ghost blood in Dachang City when he first became a ghost controller.
Yang Jian had long suspected that Yan Li's drop of blood was accidentally obtained from the ghost cabinet.
"I can consider telling you after this matter is over." Sister Hong still has the same character, unwilling to explain the matter clearly and deliberately trying to catch others.
This is probably the nature of women, not as cheerful as that drug store owner.
"So if I don't agree to be your driver, I will never be able to get this out of you?" Yang Jian said.
Sister Hong smiled and said nothing, and just said: "Don't worry, I just asked you to give me a ride, I won't let you do anything. This is just a small thing for you, just like I told you the curse of cleaning the ghost scissors
, is also a trivial matter, but for each of us, what others see as a trivial matter is a very important matter."
"Cooperation is mutually beneficial. I think people in today's society understand the meaning of these four words better than I do."
Yang Jian pondered: "Where do you want me to drive that supernatural bus to take you to?"
"The secret, you will naturally know it when you get to the site." Sister Hong stretched out her white fingers and put them in front of her bright red lips and shushed.
"I will be back to rest before twelve o'clock. If you have no problem, I can promise to give you a ride." Yang Jian thought for a while, and finally agreed without refusing.
After all, what Sister Hong said is indeed correct, and both parties will benefit from the cooperation.
He can also gain experience in driving a supernatural bus through this experience.
"Around ten o'clock, the supernatural bus will pass through Dachang City. If everything goes well, you will be back in about an hour." Sister Hong said, and she also knew that Yang Jian didn't want to spend too long with her.
Yang Jian said: "Okay, I hope you won't play any tricks."
"How could it be? Don't worry, it's not easy for the supernatural community to find someone who can drive a bus. We may have more opportunities to cooperate in the future," Sister Hong said.
Yang Jian didn't answer, but just said: "It's still early now. If there is nothing else, you can leave. I will keep the appointment around ten o'clock."
"You're so heartless. Are you chasing away guests now? I thought you would take me in for a few days. Anyway, I am a poor woman who is destined to wander and have a home all over the world." Sister Hong smiled, but still got up.
Yang Jian didn't say anything, but just watched Sister Hong walk away slowly with charming steps and humming the tunes of the Republic of China.
"If we really do it, can we kill her?"
He was thinking about this problem in his mind.
After all, this Sister Hong is a real ghost controller from the Republic of China, and she is on the same team as Zhang Dong, Luo Qian and other old monsters from the Republic of China.
Being able to mingle in that circle cannot be too bad no matter what.
Moreover, Sister Hong has been resurrected for some time, and she still doesn’t know how many supernatural puzzle pieces she has retrieved from her past life.