Ma Liang passed through the gray fog that shrouded the playground, as if the clouds were pierced, and when Ma Liang walked to the depths of the playground, the gray fog slowly flowed, filling the vacancy.

With the fog converging from all directions, the gray fog that shrouded the playground seemed to turn into substance, and the black clouds overwhelmed the city.

Ma Liang didn't care about these fogs, these were just the characteristics of the Knocking Ghost Domain, attracted by the curse on Yang Jian's group, and the two were born from the same origin.

When Ma Liang found Yang Jian and his group, he found that Yang Jian was actually answering the phone, and the rest of the people were surrounding him, with a nervous look on their faces, and they didn't even notice his arrival.

Just before, Yang Jian, who had become a ghost rider, had successfully escaped from that mysterious place, and he had mastered a kind of red eye.

But before he had time to learn more about the ghost eyes, a powerful supernatural aura erupted upstairs, and the ghost eyes that were originally restless under the flesh of Yang Jian were a little slower.

Then, from the staircase, Zhang Wei led everyone to rush down from the upper floor, and after explaining to Yang Jian that there were two terrible ghosts on it, he returned the human skin paper to Yang Jian.

didn't have time to say more, the power of the supernatural collision was no longer something Zhang Wei and they could bear, under the leadership of Yang Jianqing, they came to the playground, and the sense of oppression here was the lowest.

Yang Jian controlled the ghost, and originally wanted to consult something from the human skin paper, after all, the ghost eye was called by the human skin paper, but suddenly a mobile phone ringtone came from his pocket.

"Bell bell bell ~"

The sudden ringing of the bell startled everyone, and they were extremely sensitive to the sound since they experienced the knocking of the ghost asking for their lives.

Yang Jian took out the things in his pocket, it was the mobile phone that Dongling had dropped before! And the caller ID is bright and bright on the three words, Chen Dongling!

How can it be! If Dongling was still alive, how could she make this call, her mobile phone was obviously in her hand, Yang Jian frowned, and only felt a chill down her spine.

To answer, or not to answer...... Yang Jian began to hesitate, and the phone was still ringing, as if the ringing of his life, Yang Jian would not give up if he did not answer.

After an operation, the forced shutdown and screen off could not change the call interface, Yang Jian found that this was no longer an ordinary phone, it was a supernatural phone, and he reluctantly clicked on it.

For a moment, the surrounding classmates held their breath.

"Hey, anyone, I'm Dongling, I can't find my phone, hey?" Yang Jian didn't turn on the hands-free, but the phone automatically turned on the hands-free.

The voice was Chen Dongling's voice, but she wasn't already ...... Several girls who were more familiar with Chen Dongling hugged each other in fear.

"Hey! Anyone, I lost my phone, can someone help me get my phone back? The breath on the other end of the phone began to grow rougher.

"My ...... I lost my phone, did anyone see it......"

"Hey, hey, my life is lost, can I exchange my phone for your life!" Eventually, the voice became so terrible that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock"

The phone was hung up, and at the end there was a knock on the door, and it couldn't be wrong, it was the curse of the knocker!

Yang Jian and his group were silent, the content of the phone just now made them creepy, and the last sentence was even more terrifying, exchanging their mobile phones for their lives.

Although Yang Jian's heart fluctuated a little, he looked at the mobile phone in his hand with an indifferent expression, and always felt that something was wrong.

At this time, Ma Liang, who had listened to the whole process on the side, came over.

"Okay, okay, it's the way the ghost slave spreads the curse, it's not your classmates calling, it just so happens that you're all here, it's time to take you away."

Ma Liang looked at the team of more than 33 or 20 people, and it was inevitable that he was a little reluctant in his heart, many students were entangled by ghost slaves on the way to the playground and lost their lives.

Seeing Ma Liang's appearance, everyone's eyes shone with hope, and in their hearts, Ma Liang was an expert in solving this incident.

Ma Liang responded to everyone's greetings, looking at Yang Jian's unnatural indifferent expression, he knew in his heart that Yang Jian was probably controlling the ghost eye, and in the seventh middle school, there was no other ghost to control Yang Jian.

"What's wrong Yang Jian, look at your sad face."

"Teacher Ma, Chen Dongling...... I suspect he was killed by human skin, but now, according to what you said, how did he become a ghost slave of the knocker. ”

"Just call me Ma Liang, Mr. Ma...... It always feels weird, and if your inference is correct, you might as well ask the vellum. ”

Ma Liang corrected Yang Jian's title, and he asked Yang Jian to ask about the reason for the human skin paper, on the one hand, he wanted to see what was going on in the end, and the human skin paper would not lie.

On the other hand, he wanted to see what the human skin paper was, and so far, he had not seen the human skin paper.

Yang Jian took out the vellum paper from his clothes, looked at the eternal beginning on it, didn't care, and said to the vellum paper in an affirmative tone:

"Wasn't Chen Dongling killed by you, why did she become a ghost slave of the knocking ghost!"

The parchment paper did not move, and after a while, a line of words began to be slowly written:

"My name is Chen Dongling, I was pulled into the darkness by the ghost slave who knocked on the door, I ......"

"No, it's impossible, Chen Dongling was killed by you!" Yang Jian's tone was affirmative.

The words on the vellum began to slowly fade, and there was no movement again.

Seeing this, Yang Jian had no choice, and looked up at Ma Liang, who squinted his eyes, remembering Yang Jian's attitude towards human skin paper in the original book.

"Yang Jian, you threaten him, if he doesn't give the truth, you will wrap him in gold and throw him thousands of kilometers underground."

"Gold? Well, I'll try. ”

Yang Jian repeated Ma Liang's words, and the parchment seemed to sense that Ma Liang beside Yang Jian was not joking, and began to emerge again.

"My name is Chen Dongling, I was pulled into the darkness by the mysterious ghost slave, and in the darkness, I died,

My corpse appeared on campus, and under the influence of the ghost domain, my corpse was pulled into the darkness by the ghost slave who knocked on the door,

I became a ghost slave to the knocker......"

Sure enough, there was no lie in what the human skin said before, but the previous part was omitted, and it only said that the corpse was pulled into the darkness by the ghost slave who knocked on the door and assimilated into a ghost slave.

The information of the skin paper really needs to be discussed a lot, deleted, only said fragments, and concealed, which are all the usual tricks of the skin paper, and if you are not careful, it is easy to fall into his trap.

It is not difficult to distinguish between falsehoods, but it is useful truths that are difficult to distinguish.

Yang Jian, the confrontation between Ma Liang and the human skin paper did not last long, and the surrounding gray mist seemed to be able to condense into water droplets, surging towards Ma Liang and his group.

"Da, da, da."

It has been a while since the knock on the door was played during the call, and the knocker has successfully locked down Ma Liang's location.

In the gray mist, a corpse-spotted old man walked out with stiff steps, looking at everyone with cloudy eyes, and an invisible pressure fell on everyone.

"It's a knocker, Yang Jian, will you use the power of the ghost eye now?" Ma Liang asked with a solemn gaze.

"I haven't had time to understand yet, and now I can only suppress the ghost with my vision." Yang Jian replied.

It seems that he hasn't asked the human skin paper for the method yet, and originally wanted Yang Jian to take them out, so that he could save a little brush, Ma Liang thought to himself, but now he is the only one who takes everyone away.

"Come closer, I don't care if I don't get in the car by then." Yang Jian shouted to the people around him.

Hearing this, everyone hurriedly huddled together, knocking on the door After all, the darkness around him began to invade everyone's surroundings.

Seeing this, Ma Liang made a certain amount of space, gritted his teeth and slowly wrote in the air with a brush, and a powerful supernatural force burst out in the air, even forcing back the invading darkness.

"Click......

The cracks of the brush were aggravated a few more wisps, and the red liquid continued to ooze out from the tip of the pen, and Ma Liang, who was already pale, even lost his blood on his lips at this moment.

Domain

The original bright red font began to change to black and white, and from the domain word, black and white became all of the Knocking Ghost Domain.

Black and white constantly washed over the gray ghost domain, and the surrounding scene began to change, and the figure of the knocking ghost was constantly distorting and disappearing.

The strength of the ghost domain of the brush is so high, it is not that it is excluded from the ghost domain of the knocking ghost, but that the ghost domain of the knocking ghost is directly suppressed and exiled, and in the competition of the ghost domain, the knocking ghost loses.

Although the others were not harmed in the supernatural collision, they also looked confused, only Yang Jian on the side, with a glint in his eyes, is this a powerful ghost master.

Finally the scene began to stabilize, and the domain characters disappeared, and they came to the door of a hospital, which was the starting point of the knocking ghost domain, and the black and white ghost domain of the brush followed the vine and invaded here.

The hospital in the middle of the night seemed very deserted, only the huge emergency word was bubbling red, and a gust of evening wind blew, and everyone in Yang Jian, who had just experienced life and death, couldn't help but shiver, and a sense of exhaustion couldn't help but arise.

"Let's go, go have a meal, I'm in for a treat, I'm going to replenish my blood, I'm going to die!"

Ma Liang, who was pale on the side, said weakly, how many times he used the brush in one night, he was going to be squeezed dry.

It seemed to feel Ma Liang's thoughts, and the brush in his pocket oozed red light.