More than a dozen people of all kinds gathered together. They had indifferent expressions and strange temperaments. They stood or squatted there without saying a word, looking particularly quiet.
The drivers of the few cars passing by occasionally glanced here curiously. They seemed a little curious as to why there was still a group of people gathering here around four in the morning? Could it be that there was a fire in the Ping An Hotel? These people
Ran away from the hotel?
The driver slowed down and looked up slightly, but didn't notice anything.
"It's really weird." He looked away, ignored it, and continued to drive by.
However, just after the driver drove by, he subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror. In the rearview mirror, he saw a pale-faced man who strangely turned his head 180 degrees at this moment, with a pair of numb and helpless eyes.
God's eyes seemed to be looking straight this way.
The slightly thin body was even more rigid and motionless in place. Others around him seemed to have no reaction and were not curious at all.
The surroundings were extremely silent, and the scene seemed strange and terrifying in the dim early morning hours.
The driver suddenly realized something, his face changed instantly, and he broke into a cold sweat from behind. Then he stepped on the accelerator and left the road as if running away.
"I heard from the headquarters that the ghost controller named Lin Shan has sent Zhang Lei and Yang Jian to deal with it."
At the door of this quiet hotel, a man slowly turned his head and said slightly coldly.
"Sure enough, we still let Yang Jian make this trip? It seems that the situation is worse than imagined. That Linshan ghost has most likely recovered, otherwise the headquarters will not pay so much attention to it." A young man didn't know why.
He sneered: "Is that Lin Shan finally dead? It's better if he dies. If he doesn't die, I won't be interested in being a ghost."
His name is Wang Jiang, and he and Lin Shan are alumni of the same school. There seems to be some grudges between the two.
"That Linshan may indeed have recovered. You can see that the surrounding police have been lifted. All the staff in the hotel have also left. There is no one around. It can be seen that the headquarters has made preparations to isolate this area."
Someone glanced at it and immediately judged the current situation.
At this time, it's not that the headquarters doesn't support, but that ordinary support is of no use at all. Only when the matter is resolved will people from nearby enter.
"Wang Jiang, since you are so familiar with that Lin Shan, do you think this matter will become a big deal?"
Wang Jiang glanced at the person who spoke: "This is a very mentally retarded problem. Making trouble in Dajing City is asking for death. I'm sure that if Lin Shan can't handle it, the headquarters will send more top ghost controllers in the next step.
Come, and there are more than one, in order to solve it quickly in the shortest time."
Just when these people were talking about each other.
Suddenly, something seemed to fall from the sky above the hotel, and before anyone could react, it hit the ground in front with a loud bang.
"What?" Someone was startled and immediately became vigilant.
"It looks like...a corpse." Someone reminded in a low voice: "Don't come close, there must be something going on in the hotel."
At this moment, the corpse that fell from a high altitude was lying motionless on the ground. Although it was badly thrown, it could still be recognized that it was a swollen and white corpse that had been soaked in water. It was not a direct fall to death.
.
And near the corpse, a smelly water gradually spread.
At first they thought it was just blood, but soon someone felt something was wrong because the water spread around the area a bit quickly.
"It's Lin Shan." Wang Jiang's expression suddenly changed when he saw the man's clothes clearly, and he shouted in a low voice, "Stay away from this guy, and don't get involved in the water coming out of the corpse."
What?
Is he Lin Shan?
Depend on.
Someone cursed secretly and hurriedly backed away.
Lin Shan must be dead after falling from such a high altitude. Once he dies, the evil ghost will definitely revive. This can be confirmed to be a supernatural event. Before, they had some luck, thinking that Lin Shan might not be able to revive the evil ghost.
"Where's that Zhang Lei? By the way, where is Yang Jian? Isn't he dealing with Lin Shan? Now that his body is in front of this hotel, why don't we just ignore him?" Someone shouted.
But the words are not finished yet.
A strange red light fell from the sky and reflected on the nearby ground, and a young man with a cold face and slightly sinister eyes suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Who is yelling?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he glanced at the crowd.
The person who just spoke suddenly became silent, shut up and did not dare to respond, and a look of panic and uneasiness suddenly appeared in his eyes.
Is this person the ghost-eyed detective Yang Jian?
"I can't help you, but I can't stop talking. If you don't want to participate, just be an audience. What nonsense."
Yang Jian withdrew his gaze indifferently, and then strode towards Lin Shan's body in front of him.
After getting closer, he observed it.
no doubt.
With this fall, Lin Shan was completely dead. His head was flattened, and his bloated body was cracked in all directions. However, some of his broken bodies were soaked in the smelly water and gathered together to form a small
The water accumulation area is formed at a much faster speed than before, trying to form a new strange place.
And as Yang Jian moved closer, Lin Shan's body, which had been motionless before, suddenly began to squirm strangely.
There seems to be some kind of terrifying weirdness hidden under the bloated and damaged skin, which is constantly tearing open a certain layer of obstacles to be exposed in front of everyone.
The evil ghost is recovering.
However.
An old straw rope was wrapped around it. Although the fragmented corpse was squirming, it was entangled in the straw rope so that the things inside could never break free.
The ghost rope worked and successfully trapped the ghost in Lin Shan's body that was about to revive.
And judging from the current situation, the ghost rope has prevented the ghost from continuing to revive, but as a price, the ghost rope has not revived. Otherwise, countless ropes will hang down from the sky above the city where Yang Jian is located, enough to hang people.
Dead straw rope.
"Using ghosts to restrict ghosts is safer than using ghost controllers to directly contact ghosts. Even if they fail, there will be no risk. Moreover, the limits of ghosts far exceed those of ghost controllers. There is no need to worry about dying. Sure enough, it can be solved
This is the correct way to deal with supernatural events." Yang Jian did not get closer, but stood aside and observed carefully.
"But the most difficult thing about this method is how to control a ghost without putting yourself in danger?"
"If the ghost is regarded as a tool, how to obtain and use this tool is the key."
Yang Jian suddenly remembered things like coffin nails and ghost mirrors that he had come into contact with before. These weird items were special tools for ghost controllers, but their original owners used them in different ways.
Just like the ghost rope in his hand right now.
"The ghost in Lin Shan's body didn't escape. Yang Jian successfully restrained that thing." Wang Jiang from a distance suddenly saw that Yang Jian was so close and stood there for three or four minutes without being attacked. He opened his eyes slightly in surprise.
This is a revived ghost, and it was dealt with like this?
Incredible, really incredible.
If this ghost revived and they were the ones to deal with it, all the dozen or so people present would probably suffer losses.
Because if a person is drowned in that pool of water, he or she can become a ghost slave, but if the ghost controller is drowned in it and the number of ghosts in the water increases, the level of terror will suddenly increase by one level. Once this happens If this situation continues... I guess no one will be able to deal with this thing.
Wang Jiang knows this very well, so he will never come into direct contact with the ghosts in Linshan, nor does he recommend that other incompetent ghost masters come into contact, lest he harm others or himself.
"I need a box."
After observing for a moment and confirming that the ghost rope worked, Yang Jian spoke to the satellite positioning phone.
"Arrange it here immediately."
The person in charge of communications was actually Shen Liang, and he was relieved when he heard these words.
This means Linshan has been dealt with.
Soon, the sound of armed helicopters sounded in the sky.
Obviously, the headquarters has already made preparations, and the containers have been prepared nearby, waiting for the solution here.