"This thing actually didn't disappear in this starving ghost incident..."
Yang Jian looked at the bench at the end of the street and the people on the bench with a somewhat solemn expression.
After the starving ghost incident occurred in Dachang City, almost all local supernatural incidents were solved by the starving ghost.
If that thing wants to grow, it must capture other ghosts and piece together a terrifying body, so neither the ghost controller nor some other supernatural beings can escape this starving ghost incident.
Unexpectedly, after he ran away from home in embarrassment, this ghost was still there.
It's not that Yang Jian never went back to look for it, but he couldn't find it. After all, he needed the red paper in the ghost's hand to suppress the gradually reviving ghost eyes.
He had begun to gradually forget about this thing, but he did not expect that it would appear in front of him on his own initiative today.
"Just imprison this thing here." Yang Jian immediately firmed up his idea.
He is no longer the weakling who just became a ghost controller. Now, as long as he does not face some terrifying and unsolvable ghosts, he can still imprison them.
Without hesitation, he opened the ghost realm directly.
The ghost eyes emit red light.
But the next moment, he was stunned.
Red paper flew from the sky, blocking his sight and the opening of the ghost realm.
"Can this thing naturally suppress ghost eyes?" Yang Jian frowned, thinking of his previous experience, and immediately gave up the idea of using ghost eyes.
Then a black shadow gradually appeared on his body. This black shadow took on the shape of a human and overlapped with Yang Jian's body, completely engulfing his body.
Now Yang Jian's body has completely turned into a ghost, only the head on his neck is still there.
At first glance, it looks like a shadow with a human head on it. This head is not dead, but still alive. It has a pair of eyes staring straight ahead, which makes people shudder. This weird and uncoordinated
The combination looks extremely strange.
If Yang Jian hadn't been able to maintain consciousness now, he would have been involved in a supernatural incident.
The ghost shadow covered his body, replacing his normal body, and he had completely turned into a ghost from the head down.
And the resurgence of the ghost has begun to affect the surrounding things.
At Yang Jian's feet, a thick darkness spread slowly around like ink, as if it was about to condense into a darkness and swallow up the entire street.
After a few days of training, it's not like he didn't do anything. He has improved his control over the headless ghost, and he doesn't feel weak even if he doesn't use ghost eyes.
Because the headless ghost is dead, Yang Jian can use this power without worrying about its resurrection for the time being, so various attempts can be made.
But the thing at the end of the street sitting there reading the newspaper didn't seem intent on doing anything.
A strange dark wind blew around.
Red paper was flying all over the sky, and each red paper had a face on it. Each face was filled with expressions of despair, fear, and collapse. These expressions were intertwined together, making people feel as if they were in hell.
It's a negative emotion, and I can't see any light or hope.
Behind every face may represent an innocent person who was attacked, and those desperate expressions were left behind before they died.
Back then, Yang Jian was definitely not the first person to be attacked, and now Zhao Lei was definitely not the last one.
God knows how many faces this ghost has collected.
The red paper with the human face printed on it flew to the ground and stuck there motionless. It flew to the gradually spreading ghost figures, but was pressed there like a heavy stone. The surrounding ghost figures actually lost the ability to move and were in a state of insecurity.
A state of stillness.
It seems to be suppressed.
More red paper flew towards Yang Jian, especially the faces with strange expressions, which flew directly towards his face.
It seemed that the face on the red paper was covered with Yang Jian's face, giving him a new face.
Once the face change is successful, it is unknown what will happen next, but it will definitely not be a good thing. Yang Jian may even have his memory changed here and become a puppet of this ghost.
Each ghost's ability is very special, and some abilities themselves are unexplainable.
"Will the ghost be suppressed when it encounters this red paper? Although it is only a partial piece, this thing is incredible. If used well, it may not be a nail in the coffin. However, no matter how weird the ability is, it is useless if it cannot be completely suppressed.
It means the level of terror is not high, as long as that thing doesn't succeed, I won't lose." Yang Jian thought to himself.
He then grabbed one of his arms with an expressionless expression.
"Click~!"
The black arm was taken off, revealing his original body.
Yang Jian used Guiying's power to take down part of Guiying's body.
This is a new way of application, inspired by the nails in the coffin that imprisoned the starving ghost.
The ghost's arm was thrown out by Yang Jian like a javelin.
The ghost's body was transformed and it possessed strength beyond that of ordinary people. One of the ghost's arms immediately penetrated several red papers with human faces on them and flew out at a terrifying speed.
After all, ghosts can also seize the bodies of other ghosts, which is a kind of suppression in itself. The power of this suppression can be used as a weapon. Although it is not as easy as the coffin nails to kill the starving ghosts, the suppression level is terrifying.
Gui Yangjian, who is not very confident, can still do it.
Although the ghost eyes on the forehead cannot open the ghost realm smoothly, they can still directly target the person reading the newspaper at the end of the street.
There was no way this attack could go wrong.
next moment.
The man sitting on the bench fell to the ground, the red newspaper in his hand was pierced, and the ghost's arm was pierced like a javelin.
"Did it succeed?"
Yang Jian felt uneasy. This was his first time trying this ability. If it failed, he would have to think of another way to use the ghost's power.
However, it is a good opportunity to practice with this kind of ghost that is not a big threat. If successful, it means that he will have a way to fight back against the ghost from now on, and he will not be as desperate to find the pattern as in the previous supernatural incidents.
, taking advantage of the loopholes in Li Gui’s actions to imprison him.
It seems to be effective.
The surrounding desolate streets suddenly seemed to return to normal.
Pedestrians began to appear around the street, and the human face paper flying around Yang Jian also fell to the ground, no longer weird.
Yang Jian took a look and saw that there were human skin faces dripping with blood.
It was as if they had just been peeled off the body of a living person, and every face was perfect, even the eyelids were there. If they still had bodies, they would be living people.
Ignoring these things, he knew that they were just supernatural powers derived from evil ghosts.
There is only one source.
I strode over, wanting to see what the result would be.
However, when Yang Jian walked over, he was slightly stunned.
A few pieces of tattered clothes scattered on the ground.
The face that looked like cracked human skin was not that of Zhao Lei, but that of a strange woman, and should belong to an innocent victim.
There are no other victims.
"The fake one is just like a stand-in. The real Zhao Lei was afraid that he would take the opportunity to run away before he made a move."
Yang Jian frowned: "This guy came to me because he knew that the red paper could restrain my eyes, so he was confident?"
His own ghost realm is suppressed, and he has abilities similar to those of the ghost realm. He does have the capital to show off in front of him.
However, he felt that Zhao Lei could no longer be regarded as a normal ghost controller. He believed that Zhao Lei's memory had been completely tampered with and indirectly controlled by the ghost, otherwise his character would never have become so strange and different from before.
Compared to him, he was a completely different person.
Picking apart the pile of tattered clothes and taking back the ghost's arm, Yang Jian saw a line of words left by Zhao Lei in blood: We will meet again, but now is not the time.
"Liu Xiaoyu, issue a wanted order for Zhao Lei nationwide."
Yang Jian ignored these words, turned around and returned to the car, picked up his satellite positioning phone and contacted the correspondent directly.
Liu Xiaoyu was stunned immediately after receiving his call.
Isn’t the incident in Dachang City over? How come something is still happening?
However, Interpol does have the right to issue arrest warrants, and as long as the conditions are met, a person can be wanted nationwide.
"Zhao Lei? Who is he? Do you have relevant information over there? What did he commit?" Liu Xiaoyu didn't ask too much, just asked for some basic information.
"My classmate, the one who survived No. 7 Middle School, you should have a record there. He is now suspected to be controlled by a ghost, but he has maintained his own thoughts and wisdom. He even seems to have inherited part of my memory and has a certain understanding of myself.
I know the situation very well, but I don’t know the specifics. After all, there was only one contact, so I can only guess like this. But I am sure that Zhao Lei is an anomaly, and if he is left alone, big problems will occur sooner or later." Yang Jian said directly.
Liu Xiaoyu was stunned immediately when he heard this sentence.
Are you kidding? This kind of thing still happens?
"Okay, I will issue a wanted order immediately." Liu Xiaoyu did not ask for evidence.
In Dachang City, Yang Jian's words are evidence, and this is the right of Interpol.
"Notify me immediately if you find anything, and I will deal with him." Yang Jian said.
In Zhao Lei's situation, there is no need to worry about whether he is a classmate or not.
But having said that, he didn't have much confidence that he could find Zhao Lei through the national facial recognition system.
The faces on the ground are the best evidence. He can completely live his life with another face.
It's just a matter of luck in sending out this kind of wanted order, which is better than doing nothing.
However, when leaving, looking at the human-leather face on the ground that began to rot quickly and emit a foul smell, Yang Jian suddenly thought of Tong Qian's ghost face for some reason.
That female detective.
If the ghost that controls Zhao Lei is constantly collecting other people's faces, is it looking for that neither male nor female face with a weird smile behind Tong Qian's head?
If this thing succeeds and has Tong Qian's face, what will happen?
I don't know why, but Yang Jian felt an inexplicable chill in his heart when he thought of this.
But then he felt that this was just an inexplicable coincidence.