Chapter 271: The Unsolvable Source Ghost
The haze is thicker than the darkness, Yang Jian doesn't know what is around him at all, he can't hear anything, he can't see anything,
The ghost eye that can see through the darkness is like being blind at this time, and it does not play a key role.
It seems that the ghost eye has not recovered, and it is still very difficult to cope with this situation.
Or, in this case, not only the ghost eye, but everything else is reluctant as long as it is not in a complete state.
As Zhao Kaiming said, the ghost is only one part of the puzzle, so now Yang Jian may be facing a complete puzzle, or he has already completed most of the puzzle.
"Tread, tread. ”
The footsteps of leather shoes walking across the ground suddenly sounded at this time.
After half an hour of waiting, when Yang Jian decided to take the initiative to expose his flaws, there was finally a movement.
"It's coming closer to me. Yang Jian looked sharply in the direction where the voice came from.
Although he couldn't see anything, he could vaguely tell that it should be less than ten meters away from him.
And the distance continued to shrink with the sound of footsteps.
Five meters, three meters..... It seems to be right in front of you.
Yang Jian seemed to be able to touch the ghost's body as soon as he stretched out his hand.
"Do you want to do it?" a cold sweat broke out on his face, and he couldn't help but want to rush forward with the coffin nail in his hand.
"No, I'm not entirely sure if it's a ghost or not just by the sound of a footstep, and if this thing is nailed to a ghost baby, I might be planted here if I waste an opportunity like last time. ”
Gritting his teeth, he resisted the urge to do it directly.
Let that ghost make a move first, if that ghost doesn't make a move, he will definitely not move first, and he can't afford to lose the consequences.
A meter away, the footsteps suddenly stopped.
It seemed that the ghost was standing in front of him.
"Stopped?" Yang Jian pinched the coffin nail in his hand stiffly, and began to hesitate in his heart.
Is it better to do a tentative attack?
However, in the position where the footsteps came from in front, there was no source ghost at all, only a pair of empty leather shoes walking, and as soon as the footsteps stopped, only a pair of weird leather shoes stopped in front of Yang Jian.
The real ghost has been standing behind Yang Jian, just as motionless as him.
The sound of footsteps is bait.
Yang Jian used himself as bait to lure the powerful ghost to take the bait, and the source ghost used a pair of leather shoes under his feet to make footsteps to lure Yang Jian to the bait.
At this moment, Yang Jian didn't know about this, and if he knew, he would definitely feel creepy.
"No, there's no point in a tentative attack, wait. ”
Caution and the experience of many encounters with powerful ghosts allowed him to escape invisibly.
After waiting for a few more moments.
"Didn't attack me?"
Yang Jian's nerves were already tense to the extreme at this time, and he found that the ghost standing in front of him actually didn't move.
Despite this, he was ready, and whenever he had the opportunity, he would stab the coffin nail in his hand into the body of the source ghost with lightning speed.
However, this opportunity did not arise.
The footsteps stopped a meter away and did not move for a long time.
Another ten minutes passed under the stalemate.
The footsteps in front of me rang out again.
"Tread, tread. ”
In the haze, a pair of leather shoes moved on their own, and it was circling around the Yang.
Yang Jian stared at the direction where the footsteps came, and his head turned with it.
Still didn't make a move.
At this moment, he already vaguely suspected that there was a very good chance that there was something wrong with the footsteps, just like when he was faced with the headless ghost, he deliberately released a bait to lure himself into action.
And the moment when the flaw is revealed is the moment when the ghost attacks.
"There is something wrong with this footstep...... Yang Jian was sure of this, and he felt that the surroundings were getting more and more weird.
Disappearing ghosts, surrounded by the sound of their footsteps.
A haze that can't be seen.
All of this hides great horror.
Obviously, the conditions for the attack of the powerful ghost have been met, but the fierce ghost has never appeared, and Yang Jian is now wishing for the powerful ghost to appear, so that he has room to play.
But this stalemate won't last forever.
Just as the surrounding haze began to erode Yang Jian's body, there was a sudden movement around him.
A black-cyan palm that emitted the smell of corpses and was almost decomposing suddenly stretched out from the other side of the footsteps, directly choking Yang Jian's neck.
Cold, stiff, with a terrifying force, as if he was about to break his neck in an instant.
"Come? The footsteps are bait. ”
Yang Jian's attention was all attracted by the sound of footsteps, but when the footsteps went to the far right, the hand that attacked him came from the far left.
And the real ghost is so close to himself that he is lurking beside him.
The reaction was a step slower, but at this moment.
Yang Jian's ghost eyes all opened in an instant.
The ghost domain is opened.
At the same time, he directly tore open the gold leaf wrapped in the coffin nail, grabbed the blue-black arm with one hand, and stabbed the position of the body with the other.
Although the series of movements were fast, before the coffin nail in Yang Jian's hand was pierced, another blue-black hand grabbed his wrist.
The attack was defused.
But after the ghost domain was opened, Yang Jian also smoothly shrouded the thing behind him.
The haze disappeared in an instant, and everything around him was stained red with blood, and his vision was restored.
A man wearing a shroud and a blue-black dead face stood numbly beside him.
"Zhou Zheng?"
When Yang Jian saw the appearance of this ghost, his eyes shrank suddenly.
But before he could be surprised, Zhou Zheng's jaw cracked, revealing a mouthful of dark and hideous teeth, and bit directly at his head.
This bite was bitten off, and Yang Jian's head was about to be bitten off in half, and he was dead.
He tried to struggle, but found that the arm holding the coffin nail could no longer move.
Unconscious, unable to sense the presence of that arm at all.
"That finger?"
Yang Jian saw that a particularly special dry finger on the blue-black palm pierced into his wrist.
It was this thing that pinned his hand.
"One more thing. ”
Just as Zhou was about to bite off Yang Jian's head, a straw rope suddenly fell out of Yang Jian's body and directly wrapped around the ghost's neck, wanting to hang it.
But the ghost rope failed.
Although the ghost rope hangs this ghost, it can only be reluctantly made to stand on tiptoe, and it can't be completely hung up at all.
Although it did not have the expected result, it alleviated the crisis.
The pair of ghost teeth that had been attached to him almost couldn't bite off at a distance, and the ghost rope around his neck was entangled in it.
In the first wave of attacks, Yang Jian desperately resisted.
As planned, a ghost of this level, even if Yang Jian perfectly controls the ghost shadow and suppresses the recovery of the ghost eye, he is only qualified to contact a wave, and there is no other means, if he continues to consume, he will still be dead.
That ghost tooth can even bite open the ghost domain, and it is easy to eat half of your own head.
"Tick, tick~!"
At this time, Yang Jian's body was gradually darkening, and drops of thick ink were dripping from his body.
The thick ink condensed together, turned into a headless ghost, and slowly stood up from the ground.
The headless ghost took the rusty coffin nail from Yang Jian's hand and slowly stabbed at the source ghost in front of him.
"You lost. Yang Jian spit out this sentence with difficulty.
The headless ghost is controlled by him at this moment, which is equivalent to one more helper, as long as he resists the first wave of attacks, victory is by his side.
The project is still going very well.
But just when Yang Jian was about to succeed.
Yang Jian felt in a trance, as if he was unconscious.
Immediately afterwards he regained consciousness.
Suddenly.
The ghost disappeared in front of me.
The nearby haze also seemed to have receded, and the ghost domain was not suppressed, once again covering a range of a hundred meters.
"What's going on? Yang Jian was stunned.
"The wound on my hand is gone?"
He found that his arm could move, but then he realized that the arm that had been pierced by the dry finger was actually unwounded.
A voice from the classroom next to him came from a recorded phone call: Yang Jian, when you received this voice, my plan had been successful, it was in the school, do you have a way to solve that thing?
When Yang Jian heard this, his eyes suddenly widened, revealing a look of shock, and a chill surged directly through his body from the soles of his feet.
He walked into the school suddenly, picked up his mobile phone, and looked at the satellite positioning mobile phone left by Zhao Kaiming.
Especially staring at the time above.
"No way. ”
Yang Jian looked even more shocked than seeing a ghost.
Time is actually back forty minutes ago, when I first came here.
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