Chapter nine hundred and thirtieth to reverse the situation
Inside an ancient house shrouded in darkness.
In order to reverse this desperate situation, Yang Jian immediately gave up his plan to be trapped in the back hall. He rushed into the lobby alone, covered with ghost eyes and holding a hatchet in his hand. He triggered the medium and found the figure of the ghost without any trace.
Cut off those media without hesitation.
Once the medium is cut off, the evil spirits in unknown places will also be dismembered.
Moreover, the dismembered ghost will be suppressed for a period of time and unable to move.
three times.
In less than ten seconds, Yang Jian used the hatchet three times.
The first time he cut off the medium of four evil spirits, the second time was three, and the last time was one. But Yang Jian deliberately chose the last time because the evil ghost was the source of this ghost realm and he wanted to eliminate the danger.
The ghost must be dismembered again, otherwise everyone in the back hall will die.
But the price paid for such wanton behavior is huge.
After using the hatchet twice, Yang Jian used a restart, otherwise his shattered body would not be able to support him until he swung the hatchet for the third time.
"Successful."
After Yang Jian split the twisted and blurry figure of the weird ghost in half from top to bottom, he felt slightly relieved.
The darkness in the lobby was cracking, as if it had been split open by him.
And the cracked darkness is spreading to the left and right.
Obviously, after the hatchet dismembered the ghost, the ghost was broken into puzzle pieces, and the supernatural power brought by the puzzle pieces could not affect the entire ancient house, so this ghost realm was disappearing, exactly the same as before.
But this is only temporary.
After a few disappearances at most, the dismembered ghosts will recover, and then the ghost realm will once again envelope the ancient house.
therefore.
The hatchet attack was just to buy and delay time.
A scarlet crack appeared on Yang Jian's forehead. The crack extended all the way, seeming to split his whole body into two halves. Even the ghost under his feet also had a crack that could not be healed.
"It's not enough to dismember this ghost once. It must be dismembered even more into pieces to completely prevent it from reviving in a few hours." Yang Jian ignored the curse of the hatchet on his body.
After the reboot, he only dismembered the ghost once.
Yang Jian can completely withstand this level.
He looked left and right at the moment.
Under the cover of ghosts, there are many ghosts around, which are strange and terrifying, all kinds of different.
Yang Jian quickly looked for the medium of the ghost just now.
soon.
He found it again.
The blurry and twisted figure of a weird ghost appeared not far away.
He strode over, ignoring even though his body was cracking. At the same time, the media of other evil ghosts were also ignored.
Now.
What Yang Jian had to do was to dismember the evil ghost for the second time.
However, while passing by, his footsteps suddenly stopped again, and his eyes suddenly shrank, as if he had seen the most incredible thing.
Yang Jian saw a special medium.
It was an old woman with a wrinkled face and a slightly stooped back. The old woman stood there motionless, with dull eyes. She was wearing an old-style cloth dress and had a bamboo basket on her arm.
"Is that the old man on the bus? Did this thing actually step into the ancient house?" Yang Jian's face became particularly solemn.
Because this old man is very strange.
Not only did he appear on the bus, the ghost that appeared in the supernatural incident in Room 301 of Dachuan City was also this old man.
But at that time, the old man was already dead, a rotting corpse lying on the bed.
But the old man didn't seem to be dead.
But despite this, Yang Jian still couldn't tell whether the old man lying on the ground was a human or a ghost.
But when the old man got on the bus, the bus recorded the number of ghosts, and the number was: 2.
According to the bus's judgment, this old woman is a ghost.
From Yang Jian's point of view, the bus's judgment is not necessarily accurate, because Zhou Deng was also defined as a ghost by the bus after putting on the human skin mask, but he is still a human being, just as a ghost controller.
A ghost master will not be judged as a ghost.
"Don't cause trouble for me now." Yang Jian stared at the old man, holding the cracked spear tightly in his hand.
If we extrapolate from what happened in 301 last time, he saw the old man when his medium was triggered, and the old man also saw him, and the old man could even invade directly through the medium.
"No movement?"
Yang Jian paused for a moment and observed. He saw that the old woman didn't move at all, not even turning her cloudy and dim eyes. He immediately chose to ignore it.
immediately.
His hatchet struck down for the fourth time.
This time he dismembered the evil spirit sideways.
Coupled with the first time just now, this means that this evil ghost was forcibly dismembered into four parts.
Recovering from this situation is more difficult than imagined.
In addition, the mediums of other nearby ghosts were also affected and cut into two pieces by him. Then he forcibly cleared a small area of the mediums in the nearby area.
The curse still broke out on him without any suspense.
"Second restart."
Yang Jian didn't hesitate at all. He directly used the power of ghost eyes to restart himself, restoring his body that was about to be broken into pieces to an intact state.
Within one day.
Restarted twice.
Although the time was short, the frequency was too frequent.
However, he was still able to hold on, and no problems occurred just because of the two restarts. It seemed that there would be no problem if he restarted three times on the first day.
While Yang Jian was frantically dismembering the ghost in the lobby of the ancient house.
In the back hall.
The crisis has been temporarily resolved.
The darkness is receding rapidly. The surrounding ground, walls, and roofs have disappeared, and everything has returned to its strange yet familiar appearance.
"Yang Jian succeeded." Fan Xing opened his eyes wide and heard the movement in the lobby in front of him.
Daqiang took back the ghost realm as soon as the supernatural power disappeared.
His face was extremely ugly, and there was a corpse stench all over his body, just like a corpse. His whole person became lifeless, and at the same time his face was ferocious, and an indescribable pain came from his body.
Daqiang is being corroded by evil spirits.
Once the erosion is too deep, he will die from the resurrection of the evil ghost, just like other ghost masters.
However.
From the back door, a panting voice came, and Li Yang rushed over. He was holding a pale lantern in his hand, holding on to the wall, and looking inside in surprise: "I, I'm back, I found the lantern."
, how’s the situation inside?”
Near the pale lantern, figures were shaking, and strange signs appeared one after another.
"It's not too late, at least not all of them are dead yet." Eagle said, and he saw that the black dice in front of him, which represented the ghosts, was no longer spinning.
It seems that the evil ghosts who participated in this game are leaving, and no new evil ghosts are participating.
Li Yang looked inside the room. He saw Daqiang, Yingying, Yang Xiaohua, Fan Xing and another strange ghost master, but he did not see Yang Jian.
"Where's the captain?" Li Yang asked hurriedly.
"Fighting the evil spirits in front, he stopped all the evil ghosts in the ancient house by himself. The effect was very obvious. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't even be able to survive your arrival." Eagle said.
Although Li Yang arrived in time, there was only about thirty seconds difference between Yang Jian's actions.
But just these thirty seconds were enough to wipe out everyone in the back hall.
Because Li Yang's arrival does not mean that he will be safe next. The white lantern he held only stabilized the ghosts outside the ancient house. Someone still had to deal with the ghosts inside the ancient house.
"Is the situation just now serious enough?" Li Yang's expression changed.
Even the captain had to fight for his life. You can imagine what happened just now.
"I can't help it. It's a lucky thing that I survived in the situation just now." Eagle shook his head helplessly and looked at the dice on the ground.
It's three o'clock myself.
The number of points before the ghost finally left was four.
He lost again in the last round, but the sound of the music box music in his mind never went away. This curse helped him block the obliteration of the ghost dice, allowing him to continue to fight with the ghost even if he lost.
Keep playing.
"I can't stay here forever. I must lure the ghosts away as soon as possible and complete the funeral process. Otherwise, these ghosts will continue to invade the ancient house." Li Yang said hurriedly.
"I can only leave the captain to the matters here."
After saying that, he didn't dare to stay any longer and walked away holding a white lantern.
As soon as he comes.
All the supernatural phenomena in the back hall also disappeared, and even the pair of old black cloth shoes mysteriously disappeared.
Everything became calm again.
"The mourning started early on the third day. Sure enough, this guess is correct. It's a pity that it's only the second day. Otherwise, so many people wouldn't have died." The eagle saw this and remained silent. He just rolled the ghost dice on the ground.
Collected.
It will definitely be used later.
"It looks like everything is fine." Fan Xing breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then he jumped down from the red coffin.
Only then did Yang Xiaohua, who was lying on the coffin, dare to put her feet down from mid-air.
The down-to-earth feeling gave her a slight sense of security.
"I really don't know how Yang Jian did it. There were so many supernatural phenomena in the lobby, and he seemed to have solved them all after being there for a while..." Fan Xing then glanced in the direction of the lobby.
With such a terrifying ability, it's no wonder that people in the supernatural circle are so taboo on Ghost Eye Yang Jian.
A person who is not showy but has the ability to turn around a desperate situation with his hands.
"Yang Jian seems to have stopped, is he done?" The strange ghost controller next to him said in a low voice.
He seemed very nervous because he was worried that something had happened to Yang Jian.
"I don't know." Eagle's expression changed: "Yang Xiaohua, go and have a look."
"I?"
Yang Xiaohua's expression suddenly changed again.
Fan Xing on the side said: "Go and see, we still have to guard this coffin and cannot leave even half a step, who knows if something will slip through the net."
"Don't worry, nothing will happen. Is it possible that a fierce ghost will appear and kill you just a few steps away? Just follow the path Yang Jian took just now, and I'll make sure you're fine."
Yang Xiaohua didn't say anything. She squeezed the red balloon tightly. She had no choice but to bite the bullet and left the vicinity of the red coffin and walked toward the lobby.
She is very nervous.
Because the danger has just passed.
It is also risky to confirm the situation at this time. If it is not done correctly, people will die.
But what they said is correct.
So many people died in the back hall today, and the remaining people have to continue to be responsible for keeping vigil and guarding the coffin. She, a seemingly useless person, is the most suitable person to see the situation.
Because even if she dies, she won't be able to affect the situation.
soon.
Yang Xiaohua entered the lobby.
She didn't see anything. The entire lobby was dark and oppressive, and the ground was pitch black, as if it were shrouded in a shadow. But the shadow was incomplete, with several cracks appearing in various directions, just like a broken mirror.
Even though they were spliced together, the cracks could never be repaired.
But in the middle of the lobby, Yang Jian was sitting motionless with a cracked spear in his hand.
There are no ghosts nearby.
There were no other supernatural phenomena.
There was only Yang Jian.
"Yang Jian, how are you? They asked me to come over and check on you. Are you okay?"
Yang Xiaohua swallowed her saliva and said with a dry mouth.
"I'm fine. I already know the situation over there. Li Yang successfully retrieved the white lantern. Now he is wandering outside with the lantern, attracting the ghosts in the back hall and solving the crisis of the back hall being invaded.
, and I have almost stabilized the situation here."
Yang Jian said: "The previous guess was correct, the funeral was indeed announced on the third day."
"Don't worry for the remaining people. The next day should be over. The ghosts in this ancient house should not come out to kill again in a short time. But after that, I can't guarantee it."
"You don't look well."
When Yang Xiaohua heard that it was safe, she plucked up the courage to come closer. She stared at Yang Jian, but her eyes suddenly shrank.
However, he saw that Yang Jian's face was filled with terrible cracks. His whole body looked like countless pieces of corpses had been spliced together, and it seemed that he would fall apart as soon as he moved.
"It's okay, it's just a minor injury. It will recover after some rest."
Yang Jian's face was numb. He opened his mouth to speak and moved the wound, opening a hideous gash.
In the end, I couldn't hold it back.
He used the hatchet to dismember the ghost as much as possible, and he gave up on restarting to repair himself, and instead relied on the ghost to slowly recover.
Because he still needs to keep restarting.
If even restarting is exhausted, then death is imminent.
"Is it really not a problem?" Yang Xiaohua asked uneasily.
Because no matter how you look at it, Yang Jian looks like he's about to die, and doesn't look like a perfectly fine person at all.
"Instead of worrying about me, it's better to study what to do on the fourth day." Yang Jian said.
Yang Xiaohua was speechless.
This is the fourth day of research?
You must know that this is only the early morning of the second day, and there are still more than ten hours before the third day.
This is a bit too far-reaching.
But she didn't know the situation, but Yang Jian did.
From today to tomorrow, no more accidents will happen. Although many people died and paid a heavy price this time, the safety of the second and third days was guaranteed in advance.
"You don't understand, and it's useless to tell you." Yang Jian glanced at it, then closed his eyes and began to rest.
The ghosts covering the ground are squirming slightly, and some cracks are merging and recovering...
And with every crack on the ground disappearing, there is one less wound on Yang Jian's body.
"Then I'll go over and talk to them." Yang Xiaohua made sure that Yang Jian was fine, then turned back and conveyed the situation here.
When the rest of the people heard this, they all breathed a sigh of relief.
"I finally got through it successfully."
Daqiang, who was lying on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes. He also withstood the pressure of the ghost to revive.
Of course, this is not based on his personal ability, but this ancient house is helping him suppress the resurrected ghosts. This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, but this suppression is not absolute. Once he exceeds the limit too far, he will still die.
will die.
The following period of time was exactly as Yang Jian said.
It's safe.
One hour passed, two hours passed... It was six o'clock in the morning, it was ten o'clock in the morning.
Everything was calm in the ancient house, no supernatural beings reappeared, and no one died.
At this time, everyone became bolder and began to move.
Yang Xiaohua was tired and hungry. She returned to the room and found the food and water left by everyone before to replenish her strength. Then she came to the lobby and curled up near Yang Jian to rest.
Others also recovered a lot of their mental state after eating and drinking something.