The dim and yellowish lights in the bedroom flickered incessantly, and the air suddenly became cold.

Meng Xiaodong's body was revived, and those gray and numb eyes stared at the uninvited guest who broke into the bedroom.

The corpse does not fall into an eternal slumber, and occasionally wakes up.

Now the most chilling thing is.

The corpse moved, left the wooden bed, and walked towards the two of them step by step.

The ghosts are moving, the haze is retreating, and the ghosts are easily eroded and torn apart.

Suddenly.

A lot of blackened stiff palms began to emerge from the old man's body, but the moment these derivative ghost hands touched the old man, they immediately became soft and fell to the floor weakly.

"Yang Jian, don't struggle, I'll take you away with a ghost."

Liang Xingyang's pupils shrank, and he quickly reminded.

This is the source of the ghost.,It's not a derivative ghost from the invasion of the medium.,The level of horror is not like that.,The spirit of the ghost hand is too weak to be suppressed at all.。

"Puff puff~"

The ghost heart at the mouth of the heart beat violently, and the quota for suppressing the six ghosts on the diamond-shaped brand was immediately used to suppress the old man in front of him.

"Pedal Pedal ~"

The old man's footsteps did not stop at all, and he had been invading the Haze Ghosts, but under the superposition of suppressing the nine ghosts, the old man's walking speed was slowed down a lot.

There's room for buffering.

Yang Jian didn't dare to stay any longer, didn't resist the pull of the ghost snake, and was directly transferred to another place by the ghost snake in the next second.

Without the medium to invade reality, there would be no more Meng Xiaodong.

Liang Xingyang breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked at the old man with full attention, and suddenly a rusty coffin nail appeared in his hand.

Before he could do it.

The old man's walking speed increased a little faster, and without the suppression of the ghost hand, the ghost had already approached.

As soon as he got closer, the old man stopped, and then didn't do anything, just watched Liang Xingyang with a hollow and numb gaze.

Dangerous.

A great sense of crisis hit.

Liang Xingyang found that his blue-black body was fading, becoming a little blurry and hazy, like a leaky balloon, turning into a blue-black aura and collapsing, and he would soon be unable to hold on.

There was no pain, no abnormality, but the whole person was dissipating at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If you are an ordinary person, you have been directly stripped out of this world.

And yet the next moment.

There was a cracking sound in the air.

The coffin nail was thrown out with great force by Liang Xingyang before it completely collapsed, passing through the strange old man in front of him.

"Boom."

A rich blue-black haze finally dimmed and disappeared, spilling a black-red heart, a large amount of scarlet blood, ghost candles and other items for the dead doll.

Ghost blood and supernatural items are things that can't be replaced, so they stayed.

Liang Xingyang's consciousness is the whole ghost, and he has been observing the terrible old man who was nailed by the coffin nail from the perspective of God.

Nailed by the coffin, this terrifying old man instantly stiffened and did not move, the whole person stood back, and his body fell straight down.

The coffin nail was the most insoluble supernatural item, and Meng Xiaodong couldn't resist the suppression, so he fell directly into a deep sleep.

The living Meng Xiaodong has countless dolls and substitute dolls, as long as she is allowed to delay time, there are enough ghosts from the past invasion to the present to defeat anyone.

After turning into a corpse, the strength is not so terrifying.

The ghost will not consciously delay time, nor will it take the initiative to superimpose the supernatural, let alone transfer the position first, looking for a medium to superimpose the infinite invasion, and at present, the ghost may not have exerted the strength of Meng Xiaodong before his death.

On the old but clean and spotless floor, scarlet blood kept wriggling past, covering Meng Xiaodong's corpse.

The ghost's heart was beating, and the dull and suppressed heartbeat became weaker and weaker, but more and more ghost blood gushed out of the floor.

A pool of blood on the bedroom floor seemed to be bottomless, but it couldn't drown out the old man who had been resurrected.

The old man was lying in a pool of blood, his stiff body sinking slightly by a tenth, like a towering mountain sinking into a pond, still revealing a large number of mountains.

Even if the coffin nailed the ghost, Meng Xiaodong did not completely submerge it, and the weight of the ghost's blood could not accommodate such a huge supernatural volume.

Liang Xingyang saw such a strange scene, and his consciousness was thoughtful: "Ghost paintings have been imprisoned in the ghost blood, slow motion ghosts, powerful ghosts that can be pulled into the soil and buried alive, dead heads, ghosts pressing people, etc., and the only remaining spare capacity of ghost blood is not enough to hold the corpse." ”

"After returning to Dachang City, I have to build a golden coffin to imprison the ghosts."

Liang Xingyang was a little regretful, and re-condensed a strange figure in the bedroom, put away the ghost heart and ghost blood on the floor, and slowly picked up the supernatural items and put them away.

"This big red bed is also a supernatural item, which can let the ghosts rest in peace, and it should be useful to keep it in your hand."

He lifted the old yellowed curtain and looked at the red hardwood board inside, but found nothing out of the ordinary.

Soon.

Five strange figures were condensed, one person lifted the restrained body of Meng Xiaodong, and the other four lifted the red bed.

Ghost Shift.

Liang Xingyang used the ghost to transfer and left Room 301 of Building 9 with these good things.

Outside the gate of the Mingyue Community, which was shrouded in thick and heavy haze, Yang Jian stayed at the door and waited, and suddenly there were six more strange figures in his sight.

Yang Jian stared at Meng Xiaodong's corpse, which was confined by the coffin nail, and then looked at the mahogany bed, and couldn't help but say dumbly: "You even moved out of the mahogany bed." ”

Liang Xingyang said with a smile: "Fortunately, the safe house built in the sales hall is large enough to fit this supernatural item, otherwise it would be a pity to lose it here." ”

Suddenly.

He seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look in a certain direction.

A suburb of Okawa City.

A helicopter hovered high in the air and drove straight ahead, but the urban area not far away did not pull in, but pulled farther away.

The helicopter seemed to be spinning in place, never leaving the area.

Shen Lan, Li Jun, Cao Yang, and Liu San looked at the dim city below with solemn faces.

"The blue-black haze is indeed Liang Xingyang's signature ghost... Don't fly ahead anymore, if we can't fly in, go back. ”

After Shen Lan finished speaking, he touched the glass window with his hand, and there was a haze like a thick fog outside the glass, and there were blue-black bruises clinging to the glass, as well as the illusion of squirming.

After receiving the order, the pilot steered the helicopter to turn around and fly straight back.

But something strange happened.

Whether it is forward or backward, the helicopter still can't get out of this area, and the vision is obscured by the haze, and it is impossible to find the direction.

Lost.

Cao Yang crossed Erlang's legs and smacked his lips: "Li Jun, why don't you use the ghost to take us in." ”

They are trapped in the ghosts, and if they don't fight the supernatural against the supernatural, then they will never get out of the trap.

Li Jun's eyes showed a thoughtful look, and he nodded: "I can try, but you don't complain about the ghost fire burning." ”

Liu San opened his mouth and said, "Your light can't hurt us. ”

"Li Jun's ghost is too weak, so I'll take you in." Shen Lan shook her head and raised a different opinion.

With that, the white dress emitted a miserable white glow, enveloping the helicopter and dissipating the surrounding gloom.

However, after the helicopter flew for a while, it still did not close the distance, and the city became farther and farther away.

It's like a little firefly lost in the blue-black haze, flying around without a sense of direction, and finally getting lost in the darkness.

Shen Lan's face was ugly, he didn't think it would be this kind of result, and his tone was a little heavy: "This is not a simple haze ghost, it is mixed with more weird things. ”

Cao Yang frowned, put away his disapproving expression, and said solemnly: "Could it be that a ghost snake trapped us?" ”

"Obviously, that's the case."

Liu San's eyes rolled, and he didn't come up with any way.

He didn't have a ghost himself, and what came over was just a paper doppelganger, so even if he lost it, he didn't feel distressed, and he didn't worry too much in his heart.

"You can't wait, you have to find someone to help."

Li Jun took out the satellite positioning phone and called Zhao Jianguo to see if there was a way to deal with it.

Zhao Jianguo got the news and immediately went to contact Li Leping.

An hour ago, Li Leping had already reported his whereabouts to the headquarters and lifted his missing status.

"I'm Li Leping, what's the matter?"

Li Jun's satellite positioning phone was received by Zhao Jianguo to another channel, and a voice sounded on the phone without any mood fluctuations.

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