The ghost that penetrated into reality in the nightmare on the first day was killed alive by Yang Jian with a gun.
He died very pitifully.
Although this death was just an illusion, it at least resolved the attack of the evil ghost.
And in order to prevent accidents from happening, Yang Jian even used the Ghost Domain to change the weather in the entire area, causing the heavy rain to dissipate, clearing the dark clouds, and instantly making the dim sky clear and clean, without any clouds or fog.
, you can clearly see the starry sky above your head, and the bright moonlight.
Standing there, Yang Jian felt the restless abnormality in his body, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
Without the balance maintenance of the ghost hands, the ghost eyes began to react after just using the ghost realm once. If the six-level ghost realm was activated directly, it would probably be revived immediately.
However, the situation is not as bad as imagined.
The shadow behind him gradually disappeared and re-entered the body.
The abnormality of this method gradually subsided.
His own balance is not that fragile, and he can still maintain his ability for a long time without using his ghost eyes indiscriminately despite the lack of quotas.
"Hey, the water is gone?"
Cousin Madoka was still squatting on the ground, using the fruit knife in her hand to poke at the place where there was a puddle of water.
She seemed to know the information that water was a medium, but this knowledge came from her instinct, so she couldn't tell Yang Jian, but instinctively took this weird action.
"The water is gone, and it won't rain today. I have killed the ghost just now. If nothing special happens, there will be no problem in the village tonight, no, maybe in the future." Yang Jian said;
"It's getting late. I still have to keep vigil here. Xiaoyuan, go back and rest."
He looked at the girl.
I can't figure out who she is.
Is it the Yang Yuanyuan who drowned decades ago, or is it the cousin Liang Yuan who lives in the same village now? Or both identities are suspect and neither is true. It is possible that her origins are even more bizarre.
After all, she was involved with her dead father.
And now that I think about it more carefully, the memory of my father in the nightmare was a deliberate attempt to conceal Madoka's existence. It wasn't that he didn't know, but he just didn't want to say it.
Xiao Yuan raised her head and looked at Yang Jian. She tilted her head, not knowing what she was thinking about.
But there was a bit of confusion in her eyes, and she didn't seem to be thinking about the problem at all.
"Hehe, it seems like I'm really sleepy, so my cousin won't play today. I'm going back to sleep. My head seems to hurt a little." Xiao Yuan touched her head and felt a little uncomfortable.
Yang Jian nodded and said, "Okay, then you should go to bed early."
He looked at Madoka's figure gradually leaving while stroking her head, thinking deeply in his heart.
This Madoka is very special, she doesn't look like a ghost... but she doesn't look like a human either.
So to be on the safe side, Yang Jian would not allow her to get close to the body. The plan had already begun, so there was no room for mistakes.
"continue waiting."
Yang Jian sat back in the trunk again. He kept holding on to the rotting corpse next to him with one hand, and never let go. At this time, the degree of decay of the corpse was already serious, and a strong corpse odor spread over it.
It was a bit unbearable, but he was used to this situation.
At this moment.
Madoka felt that her headache was leaving more and more. She rubbed her head and still walked towards the village. She found her way home based on an instinctive memory and was ready to go back to rest.
But when she was halfway there, she suddenly stopped.
Standing there motionless.
Her head no longer hurt, but her face suddenly changed again, with a faint smile and a strange and incomprehensible look, which formed a huge difference from her previous natural look.
Contrast.
"Yang Jian..."
Madoka laughed, her smile was exaggerated, but she didn't laugh at all. This expression was very special, as if she was deliberately making a strange grimace, but it was even more different than the grimace.
In the quiet village at night, she stood there smiling strangely.
There was no sound, and no one else could see him. He looked like a lunatic, or like a ghost wandering in the night.
After a while.
Madoka put away her strange silent laugh, threw away the fruit knife in her hand, and took off her dull raincoat, only wearing a thin long-sleeved shirt.
She glanced back.
She looked in the direction of Yang Jian, but her sight was blocked by the house and she did not see Yang Jian.
However, through the moonlight in the sky, one can vaguely see that there are spots on the small round neck and some exposed skin on the body, which are blue in color, like bruises, and like corpse spots.
Understand, it seems particularly weird.
"Oops, my head hurts."
After a while, Madoka suddenly touched her head again and felt a burst of pain, as if her old habit had returned.
But the headache didn't last long.
Madoka, holding on to her headache, slowly walked home.
There was a death in her family.
That Lin Xiaoxi died yesterday, but Xiao Yuan was not afraid at all and still returned to her room to sleep like a perfectly fine person.
He slept on the bed where Lin Xiaoxi died.
Time passed quickly.
After some things happened this night, it passed without incident in the end. There were no deaths or casualties. Nothing unusual happened in the second half of the night. It seemed that peace had been completely restored.
Early the next morning.
"Aunt, I went to deliver breakfast to Yang Jian." Jiang Yan's voice sounded in the old house. She was very diligent and did not stay in bed. She took the initiative to deliver food to Yang Jian.
"You should eat first and then go." Zhang Fen shouted.
Jiang Yan smiled and said, "No, Auntie, it seems that Yang Jian didn't eat anything last night. I'll send it to him first."
"Then you go and come back quickly." Zhang Fen said.
Jiang Yan was in a good mood, and she rushed to where Yang Jian was with breakfast.
But before anyone arrived, the smell of corpses came over the floor, making her almost vomit.
At this time, she saw that Yang Jian was watching a rotting corpse with cold eyes. The corpse was placed on the ground. The skin was pale and the clothes he was wearing were very old. It looked like the style from decades ago and now.
The person's clothing is out of place.
Jiang Yan was frightened and stopped in a hurry, not daring to get close, but she could bear it much better than ordinary people, so she shouted from a distance: "Yang Jian, what are you doing? Auntie asked me to bring you breakfast, you
Why don't you eat something first?"
Others would definitely be frightened when they saw a rotting corpse, but she still had the heart to call Yang Jian to eat.
"Eat later." Yang Jian replied without raising his head.
"Then I'll wait for you here, and I won't go there." Jiang Yan shouted, standing in the distance obediently, looking at Yang Jian with fear and curiosity.
That corpse wouldn't be a dead ghost, would it?
She guessed this in her mind.
But she was afraid of ghosts, but she didn't feel scared. Maybe it was because of the daytime, or maybe it was because Yang Jian was dealing with it there.
"It turns out that's what it means. The degree of decay is more than half..."
Yang Jian squatted next to him and looked at the pale corpse. He understood what the man said last night.
Because after the decomposition was more than half, the eyes of the corpse had rotted away, leaving only two foul-smelling eye sockets.
Without eyes, of course there is no way to open them and wake up.
So Yang Jian doesn't need to suppress this corpse at all now.
This ghost has forever lost the chance to wake up.
Of course, unless someone commits suicide and replaces this ghost with a pair of eyes, this ghost will have a chance to escape from the nightmare.
"Next, I just need to wait for the corpse to completely rot. I don't need to take care of it too much."
Yang Jian thought to himself: "And after the ghost's body is completely rotten, the source of the nightmare will be replaced by the dog? The plan will be completely completed."
"Once the plan is completed, we can artificially create a perfect ghost controller. We don't have to worry about the ghost's resurrection, and we don't have to be afraid of death... It's just that the thing is not a human, but a dog."
Think of this.
He was jealous inside.
I wish I could replace that dog.
It is too difficult to be a human being, especially being a ghost controller. You have to wander on the edge of life and death every day. Your life is really not as good as that of a dog.
No, it's not just him. It is estimated that more than 99% of the ghost controllers in the world are not as lucky as that dog. They have the opportunity to control a powerful ghost and become a perfect ghost controller.
But it's useless no matter how jealous you are.
That person seemed to have made preparations a long time ago, and even Madoka was not an option, which showed that he couldn't ask for more.
"Jiang Yan, go order a coffin immediately. I'll have it delivered before noon." After a while, Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, walked over and said to Jiang Yan.
"Okay, okay." Jiang Yan nodded hurriedly, and then said: "Your breakfast is here, it's almost cold."
Yang Jian nodded: "I'm going to wash my hands."
"Ah? It doesn't matter if the body is left there like this." Jiang Yan was startled and said.
"It doesn't matter. I've been paying attention to it for more than an hour. During this time, there was no movement from the corpse. There is no reason for me to react as soon as I left."
Yang Jian is very worried, because now he has restored his own balance and has the capital to fight against the evil ghost.
"I'd better follow you." Jiang Yan felt unsafe.
"up to you."
Yang Jian washed his hands and had breakfast. Then, with Jiang Yan increasing the price, increasing the price, and increasing the price, a wooden coffin was delivered to the village in less than an hour.
He put the rotting, stinking corpse into the coffin, and only after closing the coffin did the matter come to a successful end.
All that's left is to pay attention to when the body in the coffin is completely decomposed.
After the supernatural incident was over, Yang Jian felt a lot more relaxed. He had returned to some normalcy and planned to stay in his hometown for a few days and take a vacation. He would not go back to Dachang City for the time being, so as not to encounter any trouble again.
Let yourself handle it.
Hide for a few days first.
By the way, wait for the body to rot.
The man said that one day, the dog would come to him.
Yang Jian is still looking forward to it. Maybe that thing will become his helper. There is no reason to spend a long time raising a vicious dog and then chase him.
If this was the case, Yang Jian would be so angry that he would kill the dog with a knife.