"Found it, sir!"

Xiao Wang rummaged through a large pile of files for a long time.

"Well, you've worked hard. ”

Jiang Yang nodded slightly.

I found a chair and sat down, and began to slowly flip through the files.

The first is Dongyang Village, because when Xing and they arrived, the scene was already in the same mess as Liuning Village, so there was not much information.

After a quick look, he put it aside.

There is a lot of important information about Fengping Village.

When Xing Tong and the others arrived, they saw a dark shadow, which proved that those people had just finished committing the crime and left, and they immediately searched the village, and they really gained a lot.

"Is it a ghost again?"

Jiang Yang had doubts in his heart.

According to the above, the walls of the site were painted with a lot of chaotic patterns painted in blood, which would slowly disappear over time, and by the time they left, they were completely gone.

Originally, Xing Tong wanted to record it and bring it back to see if anyone could understand what this thing was.

Unfortunately, once someone wants to memorize, they will have a headache and pain as soon as they put down the pen.

endured the severe pain and barely drew a little, which was the one in Jiang Yang's hand.

And he could see at a glance that this was a ghost text!

I just don't know what that means.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Jiang Yang noticed the last few words on the case file.

"Found a broken jade pendant?"

"Xiao Wang, where is this jade pendant now?"

He immediately asked Xiao Wang, who was standing aside.

He had a hunch that this would be a key clue.

"What jade pendant?" Xiao Wang's eyes showed a puzzled look, and he thought for a while before he suddenly realized, "My lord, you mean that the broken jade pendant was put in the warehouse." ”

"Go and get it, I'll be useful. ”

"Yes, sir!"

Xiao Wang didn't dare to slack off, and hurried out.

But after waiting for a long time, Jiang Yang waited a little impatiently, and still didn't see him come back.

"So long......" he frowned and stood up.

It's clear that something is wrong.

Either there is something wrong with the jade pendant, or something is wrong with Xiao Wang.

He pushed the door open.

The sky outside had already darkened, and dark clouds were floating in the air, as if it was going to rain.

A cold wind blew.

The half-open storeroom door next to it creaked.

"Xiao Wang, are you there?"

He opened the door to the storeroom, and there was a large pile of miscellaneous items inside.

I don't know who cleaned it in the middle, and cleaned up a small empty space.

A table, a long stick of incense that had just been extinguished, black smoke still emitting, a faint fragrance in the air, and a bunch of strange symbols on the table.

"Ghost Text?!"

Jiang Yang's pupils shrank suddenly.

Boom!

The door was suddenly slammed shut.

He looked back and saw no one.

He knew that there was some ghost at work in this house.

"It's hide and seek again, depending on how long you hide. ”

Jiang Yang snorted coldly.

This wasn't the first time he'd been in this situation.

One is born, and the second is ripe.

Flattering.

Click......

There was a sound behind the debris that seemed to be shoes rubbing against the debris.

"Xiao Wang, is that you?"

Jiang Yang slowly moved to the back.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me......"

A man curled up there, shivering and muttering, his head buried in the middle of his legs, unable to see his face.

The voice sounds very similar to Xiao Wang.

"Xiao Wang?" Jiang Yang stretched out his hand and shook it under the other party's head.

A black hand suddenly stretched out from the man's body and grabbed Jiang Yang's hand tightly.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Jiangyang Beishen Divine Skill was running at full strength, and a powerful suction force came from his body.

In the past few days, he has become more proficient in the use of the Northern Spiritual Skill.

In these recent battles, he found that his understanding of these martial arts was indeed not deep enough, and he started purely by the rank of martial arts and the strong strength of the True Qi Realm.

In fact, many times things that can be easily solved have to be used with all their strength, which is too much but not fine, and it is taboo to learn martial arts.

This is also related to his martial arts purely relying on system rewards, plus he himself has no teacher to guide him, he is groping forward by himself, and it is inevitable that he will take some forks in the road, but he found it early, and it was still too late.

This time he entered Wuji, he was ready to settle down, carefully study the knowledge of martial arts in all aspects, and integrate his own martial arts system, which is also helpful for comprehending the true meaning of martial arts.

I haven't even learned my own martial arts thoroughly, let alone comprehend the true meaning of martial arts.

I didn't expect him to read so many novels in his previous life, but he was a fan of the authorities, and the bystanders were clear, and he didn't react until this moment, which was really a bit undeserved.

The black hand struggled incessantly, trying to escape.

However, the suction was too strong, and the black gas was inhaled into Jiang Yang's body.

Yes!

A high-pitched, strange cry rang out in the ear.

It shocked Jiang Yang's true qi in his body.

The black hand took the opportunity to break away and did not dare to come near him again.

At this point, the shrunken man finally stood up.

It's not Xiao Wang, it's a person Jiang Yang doesn't know.

I saw that his ten fingernails were long and pointed, his face was pale, his eyes were blank, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, his body was so thin that he could clearly see the blood vessels under his skin, and there was a big hole in his chest, which was dripping with black blood, and the flesh inside was rotten.

That's where the black hand came out.

In addition to being able to see the appearance of people, there is no doubt about ghosts.

"It doesn't matter if you're a human or a ghost, give me death!"

Jiang Yang did not hesitate.

A punch was punched, and it was a small broken punch.

Rumble!

An irresistible force, accompanied by a violent whistling and stabbing sound, fell his chest.

Burst!

The man's flesh and blood were scattered, and half of his body was destroyed.

The remaining half of their faces smiled strangely at Jiang Yang.

"Not good!"

Jiang Yang said secretly in his heart.

Immediately pulled away and flashed to the side.

The moment he left, the man exploded throughout, black liquid splattered everywhere, and the walls and ground were corroded into a small hole.

"Ran away?"

Jiang Yang relied on protecting his true qi, and a little black liquid couldn't break his true qi, so naturally he didn't suffer any injuries.

It's just that he didn't expect the other party to be so decisive, and immediately retreated when he saw that the situation was not good, not giving him the slightest chance at all.

The incense on the table has burned out at some point, and the ghost inscriptions painted with blood are gradually disappearing, and it seems that the other party is using this to perform some kind of ghost magic.

It turned out that he was too strong, and he retreated when he saw that the situation was not good.

"It's pretty much the same as the last time it was directed at me. ”

Jiang Yang recalled that the last time he was in the middle of the art, and the similarity was very high with this time, it was very likely that it was a force, or even a person!

And that force is obviously deeply involved with ghosts and monsters, and it appears here, which means that Wu Shiba's group of people actually cooperated with them, and it may be their people.

"Could it be that Wu Tianxiong is the master of this force?"

Jiang Yang was skeptical, but denied it again.

If Wu Tianxiong really took refuge in the ghosts, how could An Guo survive until now.