The actions of Li Jun and Wang Chaling inside and outside the ancient house continue.
In the lobby on the first floor of the Ning'an Building in Dadong City, Yang Jian was still leading his team to consider how to deal with the supernatural incident codenamed the red wooden stool.
At this moment.
The empty hall on the first floor was filled with long red wooden benches. On each wooden bench sat a strange dead body. These corpses seemed to have been dead not long ago, but their skin color was strange, not bruised. They were green and black, twisted and red, and some corpses even had stiff expressions of fear.
They were all ordinary people who triggered the evil ghost's killing pattern and died in the building.
But now it’s hard to tell whether he’s a human or not.
now.
Wearing a dead man's shroud and barefoot, the ghost boy ran straight towards the door of the hall, passing the red wooden bench in front of him.
The dead body sitting on the wooden bench seemed indifferent to this and had no reaction at all.
The ghost boy moved on.
Walking among the red wooden benches, looking for the gaps between the wooden benches.
"Are you intentionally avoiding contact with those red wooden benches?" Yang Jian observed the situation and found that even a being like Ghost Boy was actively avoiding the wooden benches.
This shows that wooden stools are dangerous, and very dangerous.
It was indeed reckless for him to take the initiative to withstand attacks from ghosts before. If he hadn't become an alien this time, he would probably have killed himself.
The ghost boy ran slower and slower as he ran forward.
Because there were fewer and fewer gaps for the ghost boy to pass through, and even when he finally approached the gate, the ghost boy's footsteps had completely stopped.
The ghost boy stood there motionless, as if frozen.
Because there is no road ahead.
The red wooden benches seem to be connected together, arranged in rows around the perimeter.
"It stopped?" Tong Qian frowned.
Feng Quan said in a deep voice: "Because there is no way."
"Why is there no road? It's not completely blocked. You can just cross it. Maybe this thing has no brains and doesn't know how to find a way." Xiong Wenwen secretly observed and expressed his opinion.
Feng Quan glanced at him: "Ghosts see things differently from people. Ghost children are enlightened between ghosts and ghost slaves. When it stops, it means that the road ahead is blocked. The ghost has blocked it, and if you think you can cross it, you might be targeted by the ghost as soon as you cross it."
"Don't talk about leaving when the time comes. Whether you can survive or not is a question."
"But...Yang Jian, there are so many people in our team and we own two ghost areas. There is no reason to be blocked by these wooden benches to get in and out."
Yang Jian said: "It is indeed not difficult to leave, but you still have to be careful to leave safely. Don't be anxious. We are not completely trapped. It doesn't matter if we take a while. Maybe we can come up with some way to solve this supernatural thing. event."
"Now that the ghost boy can't get out smoothly, it means that there are no loopholes in the road ahead, so we need to use some tough measures."
He changed his strategy.
"What to do?" Tong Qian asked.
"Just watch it. I'll handle it by myself. This red wooden bench is too dangerous for you. Once you are targeted by the Ghost Controller, you will almost certainly die."
After saying that, he motioned for others to get out of the way.
It's not that Yang Jian is trying to show off, but it's hard for others to help with the matter in front of him.
He walked to the nearest red wooden bench.
A cold corpse just sat there, motionless, with its eyes closed, as if it was asleep.
But Yang Jian could clearly feel that there was something incomprehensible about the corpse.
It seems that there is an invisible ghost that is affecting everything here.
"The ghost on the wooden bench cannot trigger media discovery, and it does not exist in reality, so neither a hatchet nor a coffin nail can affect it, and it will only attack people who are also sitting on the wooden bench. The killing pattern
It’s very simple, but it’s not easy to trigger.”
"So if you want to temporarily suppress this red wooden bench, the best way is to let another ghost sit on it."
"When ghosts attack ghosts, the supernatural phenomenon should be resolved. After all, ghosts cannot be killed."
Yang Jian secretly thought that this was also his emergency measure.
However, this method can only temporarily suppress this supernatural phenomenon and cannot completely eradicate it.
So now, where can I find a ghost to sit on this wooden bench?
Moreover, the ghosts found must be controllable and there is no risk of losing control, otherwise one supernatural event will become two.
"Can the ghost boy withstand it?" Yang Jian's eyes moved and he looked at the ghost boy who was lingering in front of him.
Probably not.
Ghost boys are not real ghosts, they are special creatures and may not be as unkillable as ghosts.
If he died on the wooden bench, it would be a huge loss.
"I imprisoned Liu Baimu's headless corpse before. It was also a ghost. It was resurrecting. It was very scary... No, Liu Baimu's headless corpse could not be controlled easily, and it would not follow the instructions.
Your thoughts just sit there."
Yang Jian quickly eliminated several answers in his mind.
at last.
His eyes fell on the tall ghost figure at his feet.
Previous attempts have proven this.
After he sat on the wooden stool, although his body was killed by the ghost, the ghost shadow was not greatly affected.
The ghost on the wooden bench cannot kill the ghost shadow.
"Try it and let me see what the limits of ghosting are. I hope I won't kill myself." Yang Jian was eager to give it a try.
I want to see if my life is really as hard as I imagined.
It hasn’t been long since I became an outlier, and many of my characteristics need to be slowly tested.
This is an opportunity.
Moreover, there are previous precedents, so I am not completely unsure.
Immediately.
Yang Jian stood motionless, and the black ghost under his feet had already stood up.
The ghost's body was tall, seemingly more than two meters tall, completely covering Yang Jian's slightly thin body.
The ghost image that stood up moved like a living person. It walked forward and sat on the red wooden bench in front of it within two steps.
Yes, you read that right.
The ghost took the initiative to sit on the stool, triggering the ghost's killing pattern.
Suddenly.
The cold dead body that was also sitting on this wooden bench suddenly moved. It suddenly opened its dim eyes and turned its head to look in the direction of the ghost, as if the real ghost had revived and was peeping.
Keep in touch with your own things.
However, ghosts are also ghosts.
The ghost is targeting the ghost.
The killing pattern seems to have been triggered.
But the next moment.
Before anything unexpected could happen, the red wooden bench in front of him suddenly broke and exploded. The dead body sitting on it seemed to have lost its supernatural power and fell to the ground.
"What's going on?" This sudden movement made Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, and Xiong Wenwen open their eyes wide.
Feng Quan had seen this scene before, and it seemed familiar to him before. He squeezed out a smile: "What a smart way to let the ghost shadow actively trigger the murderous pattern of the ghost, and then use the characteristic that the ghost cannot be killed, causing a fight between ghosts and ghosts."
A supernatural conflict arose, and the red wooden stool as a medium could not withstand this supernatural conflict, so it was destroyed."
Yang Jian did not stop after destroying the red wooden bench in front of him. He continued to walk forward. The ghost continued to sit down and suffered another attack from the evil ghost.
But the attack had just begun, and the conflict between ghosts caused the wooden stool to explode on its own.
At first glance, it looked like Yang Jian's ghostly shadow was clearing the way. Along the way, the red wooden benches shattered into pieces, turning into sawdust and fragments on the ground.
"Damn, is it that simple? Xiao Yang can do it." Xiong Wenwen exclaimed.
"There is a risk. Every time you are attacked by a fierce ghost, you are gambling with your life. If you can't bear it, you will really die." Feng Quan said.
"Although the horror level of the ghost is not as high as expected, it has perfect ghost characteristics. Just the fact that it cannot be killed allows me to run rampant." Yang Jian also felt surprised in his heart.
Because this is the first time such a bold attempt.
The result is very good.
A ghost with a living consciousness cannot die, even if it triggers the killing patterns of other ghosts.
Perhaps, as long as he doesn't encounter the kind of ghost that obliterates the consciousness of living people, or the ghost that steals puzzle pieces, Yang Jian will be fine.
Along the way.
The wooden benches were all broken into pieces, and the corpse on it lost the support of its supernatural power and fell to the ground.
A road leading to the outside of the building was forcibly opened by Yang Jian.
"Let's go, this road is safe." Yang Jian said.
At this moment, he had walked out of the haunted building with the ghost boy who was staying there.
Once outside.
The supernatural pressure around me has disappeared, and I feel an inexplicable sense of relaxation.
"It looks like it was a false alarm. I thought it would be very troublesome, but I didn't expect it to be so easy." Huang Ziya played with the hair in front of her, her eyes rolling around Yang Jian.
It is indeed much easier to be led by a captain-level figure.
This leg guy’s nickname is truly worthy of his name.
Xiong Wenwen yelled at Yang Xiaoyang all day long, and he was probably going to be beaten sooner or later.
Yang Jian looked back at the building behind him at this moment.
Almost all the lights in the building were turned off, and the lights were flickering in places where the lights were not turned off. It seemed that the circuit was unstable and had been interfered with.
This shows that the evil ghost is still in the building and affecting the entire building.
"Tong Qian, you and Huang Ziya are going to seal off this area, including the location of the ancient house. The sealing area should be as wide as possible. I believe the headquarters will cooperate with you. Feng Quan, please keep an eye on this building. It is only a matter of time before the supernatural spreads.
thing, but not tonight, so you have to watch this damn thing and don't let the red wooden bench appear elsewhere."
Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and began to issue orders.
"Okay, let's do it right now." Tong Qian nodded.
Xiong Wenwen said: "Xiao Yang, what about me, what about me, can I go back to sleep?"
"Come with me for a walk near the ancient house to see what's going on with Li Jun and Wang Chaling. At the same time, we have to find a way to get Li Yang out. He's probably been trapped since he hasn't come out to join us for so long." Yang Jian
said.
He doesn't need help now, he just needs to bring Guitong and Xiong Wenwen, people who can predict things.
"Ah, I won't go, I won't go, it's haunted there." Xiong Wenwen immediately shook his head and said.
Yang Jian directly picked up Xiong Wenwen: "I can't go. You are like this now. Are you still afraid of death? If you die, I will resurrect you."
Xiong Wenwen's body is very light, as if it has no weight.
Because his body is just a weird paper man, not normal
"Resurrection?" Xiong Wenwen opened his eyes wide: "Real or false?"
"Of course it's true." After Yang Jian finished speaking, the surroundings were shrouded in red light and covered in a ghost realm.
next moment.
He disappeared together with Xiong Wenwen and Guitong.
There were only three people left at the door of the building: Feng Quan, Tong Qian, and Huang Ziya.
As soon as the three people met each other, they immediately dispersed and started doing their own things.
After a while, thick fog began to float around the building. At the same time, the headquarters issued an order and the entire area began to enter a state of lockdown. People in this area were only allowed to leave but not enter, and a large number of people were evacuating residents.
The bells in the ancient house no longer ring so frequently.
This means that school hours are gradually winding down.
The speed is faster than expected.
At this moment, Li Jun was standing alone in the empty old house. Wearing sunglasses, he raised his head slightly and looked around.
The will-o'-the-wisp is dancing.
The surroundings reflected eerie green firelight,
"Who on earth is hiding in Dadong City and causing trouble? Come out." Li Jun's hoarse voice sounded, and he suddenly drank, righteously.
The sound reverberated in the ancient house, forming an echo that spread into the depths of darkness.
I thought no one would respond, but I didn't want someone to answer immediately: "Li Jun, I see that you are a special operations major general at a young age. I'll let you go and get out of here. The Wang family and I will tell you."
Someone's grudge is a private matter, and when I resolve it, I will naturally pay a visit to the headquarters when I have time."
"Maybe there will be opportunities for us to cooperate in the future."
Chen Qiaoyang's voice sounded, coming from nowhere.
It seemed like I was upstairs, but also beside me.
But Li Jun could only hear voices but not see the real person.
"Pretending to be a ghost, there are many potential dangers in the Wang family's ancient residence. I want to seal this place. If you don't want to be wanted, give up your resistance now and come out. If you have anything to explain to the headquarters, the headquarters will give you a fair response. But if you want to
If personal grudges lead to supernatural events."
"I'll kill you now."
Li Jun has a somewhat bad temper. He has no good impressions of such lawless people who like to make trouble.
"Why are all the young people today like this? I'm already showing kindness, so why don't I understand?" Chen Qiaoyang's voice sounded.
"You don't even dare to show your face. Why should I trust you? Let me tell you, this is not a negotiation, but an order. You can either obey the order, give up resistance and come out, or be prepared to be killed. My dictionary
There is no word of compromise." This is due to Li Jun's character.
He won't make excuses. He only knows that the people in this ancient house are in danger. If he continues school and restarts the ancient house, it will cause disaster.
The safety of the entire Dadong City lies in his hands.
So Li Jun already knew what to do in the face of such villains.
"Killing me one bite at a time sounds like it's easy. Back then, the second generation of the Wang family couldn't kill me. They only dared to lead me into the dungeon and trap me. Why can you kill me, Chen Qiaoyang?" Chen Qiao?
The sheep's temper seemed to be aroused, and he snorted coldly, appearing very dissatisfied.
"Just because I respect your identity doesn't mean I can't be ruthless enough to kill you."
Li Jun said, "Then come and try and see who can kill whom."
"Okay, you are very brave and tough. You want to provoke me to take action and capture the thief first? No matter, you are so upright and upright, I can't hide it, it seems stingy."
The voice fell.
There was a crisp sound of footsteps in the corridor upstairs.
A vague figure gradually appeared.
Chen Qiaoyang appeared on the second floor.
He could have easily manipulated this Li Jun without showing up, but when faced with such a person, he still stepped out out of respect.
A few decades ago, the ghost herder would never show up.
Living people can only see ghosts, but living and dead people cannot see ghost shepherds.
"Do it."
Li Jun saw the appearance of Chen Qiaoyang and determined that this was the culprit who set off the pendulum clock and restarted the ancient house. He wanted to kill this person to directly stop this incident from happening.
The will-o'-the-wisp burned instantly.
The ancient house was once again ignited and shaken.
The surroundings were shrouded in flames.
The firelight distorted the vision, blurred the figure, and Li Jun disappeared.
His ghost realm can actually be used in the ancient house.
You must know that Yang Jian was unable to use it before.
"I would also like to give in to you, my junior, and the time in the ancient mansion is now stable. You can use whatever means you have to see what the so-called captain-level characters are capable of."
Chen Qiaoyang actually wanted to train with Li Jun to test what level the ghost controllers of this era had reached.
Let's see if he, a ghost herder, has been eliminated by the times.
Bullying Zhang Qing and Wan Tong, two errand boys, can't prove anything. Only by fighting against the top ghost controllers of the contemporary era can we give ourselves a clear confrontation.
Li Jun disappeared and never appeared again.
But Chen Qiaoyang's body burned strangely.
Green will-o'-the-wisps surrounded him, igniting him from the inside out, as if he was about to spontaneously combust to death.
"Ghost invasion? This method is outdated, and don't you know that others can invade you when you invade others?" Chen Qiaoyang smiled, and the ghost fire on his body was quickly extinguished.
No.
Not extinguished, but trapped.
Will-o'-the-wisps burned in Chen Qiaoyang's body, and the skinny human skin squirmed, imprinting the outline of Li Jun's facial features.
Li Jun was struggling and seemed to be yelling, but he couldn't get rid of it.
Gradually, this struggle seems to be getting weaker and weaker, and some kind of terrifying suppression seems to be targeting Li Jun.
He is trapped.
Trapped in Chen Qiaoyang's body.
soon.
The surrounding movements disappeared, and calm returned to the ancient house.
"Will Li Jun be doomed now?" In an inconspicuous place on the third floor, the two survivors, Zhang Qing and Wan Tong, were dumbfounded when they saw this scene.
They knew that the old guy named Chen Qiaoyang they released was scary, but they didn't expect it to be so scary.
Ghost Fire Li Jun, a captain-level figure, was suppressed by Chen Qiaoyang as soon as he made a move.
This is too fast.
Just like Yang Jian was chasing them, they were not on the same level at all.
"The ghost controllers of this era are nothing more than that. It seems that I, the ghost herder, have not been eliminated yet." Chen Qiaoyang smiled slightly: "What a pity for Li Jun, who is not afraid of life and death."
But then he suddenly noticed something, and his smile suddenly froze.
The middle of the hall of the ancient house.
A figure of a woman wearing red clothes and with unbelievably white hands appeared there. Her facial features were blurred, but she could vaguely identify her. She should be a very beautiful woman.
The woman's feet are also blurry, as if they are floating in mid-air, giving people a particularly weird feeling.
"Why is that ominous painting still there..." Chen Qiaoyang yelled, even his voice changed a bit.
But he didn't wait to think about it.
The darkness in the old house seemed to be getting thicker and thicker. The darkness was very strange. Looking down from above, it looked like a black coffin placed there.
"It's the coffin."
Chen Qiaoyang trembled suddenly, and his previous calmness was gone.
Some kind of nightmarish terror seems to have descended on this ancient house.