Chapter 292: The Ghost Who Looks for His Face

"This thing didn't disappear in this starvation incident......

Yang Jian looked at the bench at the end of the street, and the people on the bench looked a little solemn.

After the starvation ghost incident in Dachang City, almost all of the local supernatural events were solved by the starving ghosts.

If that thing wants to grow, it has to take over other ghosts and piece together a terrible body, so neither the ghost rider nor some other spirit can escape this starving ghost incident.

Unexpectedly, after he ran out of the house in embarrassment, this ghost thing still stayed there.

It's not that Yang Jian didn't go back to look for it, but he didn't find it, after all, he needed the red paper in the ghost's hand to suppress the ghost eyes that were gradually recovering.

Originally, he had begun to gradually forget this thing, but he didn't expect to take the initiative to appear in front of him again today.

"It's right here to keep this thing. Yang Jian directly strengthened his thoughts.

He is no longer the weak chicken who just became a ghost handler at the beginning, and now he can still imprison him as long as he does not face some terrifying and inexplicable ghosts.

Without hesitation, he opened the ghost domain directly.

The ghost's eyes glow red.

But the next moment, he was stunned.

The red paper flew in the sky, blocking his vision and the opening of the ghost domain.

"Is this thing inherently capable of suppressing ghost eyes?" Yang Jian frowned, thinking of his previous experience, and immediately dispelled the idea of using ghost eyes.

Then a black shadow gradually appeared on his body, and this black shadow took on a humanoid silhouette and overlapped with Yang Jian's body, completely engulfing his body.

Now Yang Jian's body has completely turned into a ghost, and only the head on his neck still exists.

At first glance, it looks like a shadow with a human head on it, this human head is not dead, it still remains alive, a pair of eyes are staring at the front, which makes people shudder, and this strange and incongruous combination is extremely strange.

If it weren't for the fact that Yang Jian could still maintain consciousness now, he would have been a supernatural incident himself.

The ghost shadow covered the body, replacing the normal body, and the head down had completely turned into a ghost.

And the resurgence of the ghost is also starting to affect the things around it.

At Yang Jian's feet, a thick darkness slowly spread out like ink, as if it was about to condense into a darkness and engulf the entire street.

After a few days of repairing, he didn't do anything, and his control of the headless ghost shadow has reached a higher level, and he won't be weak without ghost eyes.

Because the headless ghost has already died, Yang Jian can use this power to temporarily ignore its recovery, so all kinds of attempts can be made.

But the thing sitting there reading the newspaper at the end of the street doesn't seem to be going to do nothing.

There was a strange wind blowing around.

The sky is full of red paper, each red paper has a human face on it, and each human face is full of expressions of despair, fear, and collapse, these expressions are intertwined, making people feel as if they are in hell, full of negative emotions, and there is no light and hope in sight.

Behind each face may be an innocent person who has been attacked, and those expressions of despair are left behind before they die.

Yang Jian was definitely not the first target to be attacked, and the current Zhao Lei is definitely not the last.

God knows how many faces it has collected.

The red paper with the human face on it flew to the ground and stuck there motionless, flying onto the gradually spreading ghost, but it was pressed there like a heavy stone, and the surrounding ghost actually lost the ability to move and was in a static state.

As if suppressed.

More red paper flew towards Yang Jian's body, especially the faces with strange expressions, directly pounced on his face.

It seems that he wants to put the face on the red paper on Yang Jian's face and change his face again.

Once the face change is successful, it is unknown what will happen next, but this will definitely not be a good thing, and even Yang Jian will be changed from his memory here because of this, and he may become a puppet of this ghost.

Each one's ghost abilities are very special, and some of them are inexplicable existences in themselves.

"Will the ghost shadow be suppressed when it encounters this red paper? Although it is only a partial piece, this thing is already incredible, and if it is used well, it may not be a coffin nail, but no matter how weird the ability is, it is useless, and it cannot be completely suppressed, which means that the horror level is not high, as long as I am not succeeded by that thing, I will not lose." Yang Jian said secretly in his heart.

He then scratched one of his arms with a blank face.

"Click~!"

The black arm was removed, revealing his original body.

Yang Jian used the power of the ghost to remove part of the ghost's body by himself.

It's a new way of using it, inspired by the nail in the coffin where the starving ghost is imprisoned.

The ghost's arm was thrown out by him like a javelin in Yang Jian's hand.

The body was changed by the ghost, and it had a power beyond ordinary people, and one of the ghost's arms immediately pierced through several red papers with human faces in front of him, and flew out at a terrifying speed.

After all, the ghost shadow can also seize the body of other ghosts, which is a kind of suppression in itself, and the power of this suppression can be used as a weapon, although it is not as easy as the coffin nail to solve the starving ghost, but the self-confidence of suppressing the ghost Yang who is not at a high level of terror can still do it.

Although the ghost eye on his forehead could not open the ghost domain smoothly, he could still directly lock on to the person reading the newspaper at the end of the street.

This attack could not have been missed.

The next moment.

The man sitting on the bench fell to the ground, the red newspaper in his hand pierced, and the ghost's arm pierced like a javelin.

"Did it work?"

Yang Jian was apprehensive in his heart, it was the first time he had tried this ability, and if he failed, he would have to think about another way to use the power of the ghost.

However, it is a good opportunity to practice with this kind of ghost who is not a big threat, and if he succeeds, it means that he will have the means to fight back against the ghost from now on, and he will not be as desperate as he did in the previous supernatural incidents, and take advantage of the ghost's action loopholes to imprison him.

It seems to have an effect.

The surrounding desolate streets seemed to return to normal all at once.

Pedestrians began to appear around the street, and the face papers flying around Yang Jian also fell to the ground, no longer weird.

Yang Jian glanced at it, and it was a blood-drenched human skin face.

It's as if it's just peeled off from a living person's body, and every human face is perfect, even the eyelids, if there is a body, it's a living person.

Ignoring these things, he knew that this was nothing more than a supernatural derived from a powerful ghost.

There is only one source.

Strode over, wanting to see what the results would look like.

However, when Yang Jian walked over, he was slightly stunned.

A few tattered clothes scattered on the floor.

A cracked human skin face is not Zhao Lei's, it is a strange woman, and it should belong to an innocent victim.

There were no other victims.

"It's fake, it's just something similar to a stand-in, the real Zhao Lei is just afraid that he will take the opportunity to run away when he did it before. โ€

Yang Jian frowned: "This guy came to me because he knew that the red paper could restrain my eyes, so he had no fear?"

His own ghost domain is suppressed, and he has an ability similar to the ghost domain, and he does have the capital to show off in front of him.

It's just that he feels that Zhao Lei can't be regarded as a normal ghost rider anymore, he thinks that Zhao Lei's memory has been completely tampered with and indirectly manipulated by that ghost, otherwise his personality will definitely not become such a stranger, and he is a completely different person compared to him before.

Picking up the pile of tattered clothes and retrieving the ghost's arm, Yang Jian saw a line of words left by Zhao Lei with blood: We will meet again, now is not the time.

"Liu Xiaoyu, issued a wanted warrant, Zhao Lei is wanted nationwide. โ€

Yang Jian ignored this sentence, turned around and returned to the car, picked up the satellite positioning mobile phone and directly connected to the correspondent.

Liu Xiaoyu was stunned immediately when he received this call.

Isn't the incident over in Dachang City already over, how can something still happen?

However, Interpol does have the right to issue a wanted warrant, and as long as the conditions are met, a person can be wanted nationwide.

"Zhao Lei, who is he? Do you have relevant information over there, what did he do? Liu Xiaoyu didn't ask too much, just asked about some basic information.

"My classmate, the one who survived in the seventh middle school, there should be a record on your side, he is now suspected of being manipulated by a powerful ghost, but he maintains his thoughts and wisdom, and even seems to have inherited part of my memory, and he knows a lot about my own situation, and the specifics are not very clear, after all, there is only one contact, so I can only guess like this. But I'm sure Zhao Lei is an outlier, and if he doesn't let it go, something will go wrong sooner or later. Yang Jian said directly.

Liu Xiaoyu was immediately stunned when he heard this.

What are you kidding, and this kind of thing happens?

"Okay, I'll issue a wanted warrant right away. Liu Xiaoyu didn't ask for evidence.

In Dachang City, Yang Jian's words are evidence, which is the right of Interpol.

"Notify me immediately if I find something, and I'll deal with him. Yang Jian said.

In Zhao Lei's situation, there is no need to care about whether he is a classmate or not.

But that being said, he doesn't have much confidence that he can find Zhao Lei through the national face recognition system.

The faces on the ground are the best evidence, and he can live a different life again.

It's just that it's better to try your luck than to do nothing.

However, when leaving, looking at the human skin face on the ground that began to decay rapidly and emitted a foul smell, Yang Jian didn't know why he suddenly thought of the grimace Tong Qian.

The female detective.

If the ghost who controls Zhao Lei is constantly collecting other people's faces, is he looking for the grimace behind Tong Qian's head that is neither male nor female, with a weird smile?

If this thing succeeds and has Tong Qian's face, then what will happen?

I don't know why, thinking of this, Yang Jian felt an inexplicable chill in his heart.

But then he felt that it should be an inexplicable coincidence.

Only, is this really a coincidence?

Yang Jian pondered as he drove.

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