Chen Qiaoyang paid the price of three ghosts to hold Yang Jian back.
At least that's what he thinks.
Although this little brat named Yang is powerful, he has lost the coffin nails and suppressed two ghosts. It is impossible for him to have any spare power to attack him, and even if he still has the means, he still has the last ghost that he can use.
use.
And as long as you persist a little longer, and wait until you take away the nail in the coffin and release the ghost who was nailed, the situation will turn around in an instant.
The action must be fast.
Because this place is not far from the ancient house, and the three generations of the Wang family are still nearby. If he waits for him to take action, he will really end up here.
He died just after getting out of trouble. If anyone on the road heard about it, he would probably be laughed out of his mouth.
"Chen Qiaoyang..."
However, a strange yet familiar voice suddenly appeared behind Chen Qiaoyang at this moment, as if an acquaintance was calling him nearby.
Chen Qiaoyang, who was moving, paused slightly at this moment.
This voice is so similar, so much like his dead wife. It has been so many years, and the memory is blurred, but the sound of this voice can always bring back memories deep in the heart, making people want to look back.
one look.
This is a ghost calling people.
The names that ghosts call out are heard differently in everyone's ears. In Chen Qiaoyang's ears, what he heard was the voice of his dead wife.
But in Yang Jian's ears, what he heard was the strange and childish voice of the ghost boy.
this moment.
The ghost boy hidden in the ghost realm appeared at this moment, and at this critical moment, he stared at Chen Qiaoyang and called out his name.
When Chen Qiaoyang stopped and was about to turn around, what he saw out of the corner of his eye was a cold dead body. The dead body was wearing clothes from the Republic of China period, with its eyes closed, and its expression was serene and extremely penetrating.
This is the last ghost left around him.
The sight of this ghost instantly reminded Chen Qiaoyang.
His face suddenly changed: "No, no, this is not my wife calling me, it's the ghost calling me. This is Yang Jian's method. He also has other supernatural powers in his hands..."
Chen Qiaoyang, who woke up with a start, quickly stopped his subconscious behavior.
He broke out in a cold sweat and did not dare to look back.
Experience told him that if this evil ghost calls people, he may definitely die if he turns back, and he will not do such a thing.
"Chen Qiaoyang, Chen Qiaoyang, Chen Qiaoyang..." However, the ghost boy's voice sounded one after another.
Every sound evoked a memory in Chen Qiaoyang's heart, representing the person he was most familiar with and kind to. Although he already understood that this was the ghost calling him, his body couldn't help but want to look back.
, seems to be a little out of control, and the body is gradually losing control.
"Damn it, shut up."
Chen Qiaoyang forced himself not to look back. His wrist continued to drip blood, and the thick, black blood dripped onto the ground, gradually forming three twisted characters.
These three characters are exactly his name: Chen Qiaoyang.
This is a kind of supernatural disguise. He can temporarily change the killing pattern of the ghost, and at the same time, he can also change his own existence.
By writing his name on the ground, Chen Qiaoyang's identity was temporarily stripped from his body, and he himself became a blank existence, unable to be targeted by evil spirits.
This trick is very useful to deal with some evil spirits who are focused on your name and identity.
"Chen Qiaoyang..." The ghost was still calling his name.
But at this moment, Chen Qiaoyang was not affected. The three bloody words he left on the ground were gradually blurring, as if they were about to spread out, and the shape of the fonts could no longer be maintained.
This method of depriving one's identity and ignoring attacks from evil spirits is obviously not permanent and can only last for a short moment.
Once the writing on the ground becomes blurred or the blood stains spread out, the supernatural power will be ineffective and the ghost's call will affect him again.
"Successful."
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Chen Qiaoyang had already arrived at the cracked wall.
The cracked golden spear pierced a terrifying corpse and sank deeply into it.
This supernatural weapon is not an illusion created by Yang Jian using the ghost realm, but a real spear, because in Yang Jian's view, if you want to fish, you must be willing to lay the bait. The fakeness in the ghost realm may be hidden from some inexperienced people.
A man who controls ghosts, but when dealing with such old Jianghu, Yang Jian would not do such stupid things.
"So, do I win after all?" Chen Qiaoyang grabbed the golden spear at this moment and tried to pull it out with force.
He only needs to take away and release the evil spirit nailed to the wall. Even if he doesn't use the coffin nails, he will win this battle.
Because he didn't think Yang Jian could block the attack of three ghosts, suppressing two ghosts should be his limit at the moment.
“Can’t pull it out??”
Then, Chen Qiaoyang's expression changed.
The cracked spear nailed to the wall was motionless. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull it off.
it's out of the question.
Chen Qiaoyang thought that the strength brought by his body was not small. It was impossible to pull this thing out. Let alone insert it into the wall so deeply, he could pull it out even if it was completely submerged in the wall.
.
The emergence of this situation now means a possibility.
"trap!"
Chen Qiaoyang immediately realized this, and his slightly skinny face instantly showed a look of shock.
This weapon was left here by such a coincidence. It was definitely not the Yang family's little brat who was careless, but it was his intention. He deliberately nailed it not far or close to himself. It had been buried since the first time he took action.
Foreshadowing.
But why, how could he expect that he would come to seize this weapon?
If he hadn't taken this step, wouldn't it be very stupid for Yang Jian to give up the weapon in his hand first?
Unless...he can predict the future.
No.
Maybe it's not the Yang family's little brat's ability, maybe there are other helpers here.
"damn it."
Chen Qiaoyang's head was spinning wildly. He understood a lot in an instant. Now he had no idea, only one word.
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You must escape from here. If you continue to fight, you will definitely be the one who dies. This little brat from the Yang family has probably figured out all of this since he first appeared.
Chen Qiaoyang let go. He tried to quickly get away from the spear nailed to the wall, and left Dadong City with the last ghost.
But the next moment.
The wall in front is loose.
The golden cracked spear also moved.
Behind the immobilized body, a dark silhouette of a human figure quickly emerged.
Covered by black shadow, it was like an arm wrapped around the golden cracked spear.
In the darkness.
Scarlet ghost eyes peered at all this.
Chen Qiaoyang's eyes suddenly shrank because he saw the black figure in front of him grab the cracked spear and swing it towards him. At this moment, he could see that the head of the cracked spear was wrapped with a handle.
A strange rusty hatchet.
Not good! Not good!
He knew what would happen if he was hit by that knife. However, the curse of this hatchet was too strong and had too many side effects. It was not suitable for use by living people. Moreover, it could only dismember the body, not kill it completely.
Death, so in his opinion, this hatchet was second-rate, far worse than the pendulum clock in the Wang family's ancient house.
However, when the hatchet slashed down, Chen Qiaoyang had no way to escape.
To be continued...