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 has passed, 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, the road could not support Li Gui's recovery, and then the vehicle ran off the highway and crashed into the wild. This blood pool was where Yan Li died after his death.
Forming."
At this moment, Yang Jian is 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, which looks very strange.
Yang Jian passed by a tree at this moment. He glanced at it and saw strange outlines of human faces emerging 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 tree with a complete human face.
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 swayed through the red weeds and fell directly into the blood pool. Browse*Viewer*
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The blood pool rippled, but soon returned to normal.
quiet.
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 horrible corpses lying in the grass near the blood pool. These corpses seemed to have human skin peeled off, dripping with blood, and they were still active. You could even see several bloody corpses lying around.
Crawling quickly in the grass.
However, the appearance of the will-o'-the-wisp disturbed these blood corpses. One by one, the blood corpses 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 ghostly 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 beyond 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 did not 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 ghost hands, the blood corpse did not remain silent and was still struggling. However, there were too many ghost hands and the restraints were 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 supernatural power is supposed to lose its movement as soon 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 was covered
There were too many ghost hands, but they were 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." Browse * View *
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 such characteristics, it can indeed wash away the curse on ghost scissors. But how does she know about 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.
He passed 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, speckled with a lot of dirt that could not 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.