The effect of the ghost candle Yang Jian is already very clear.

As Wang Xiaoming said, after the ghost candle is lit, the ghost cannot approach the place covered by the fire, and the person is in absolute safety.

But there is one more thing that deserves a lot of attention.

The more terrifying the ghost is, the faster the ghost candle burns, and under special circumstances, a ghost candle may even burn out within a few minutes, or even tens of seconds, so that the safe time is greatly shortened.

When Yang Jian faced the knocking ghost before, the ghost candle didn't burn so fast.

But close to the ghost under the street lamp.

This burning rate is already several times faster than that of the knocker.

And this signal represents only one: dangerous, extremely dangerous.

Yang Jian almost didn't hesitate to step back,

After exiting a considerable distance.

The burning speed of the ghost candle had decreased significantly, and the flame that had been shaking and seemed to be extinguished at any time had returned to normal.

The sense of crisis is rapidly dissipating.

But the sense of crisis in Yang Jian's heart has not diminished by half.

He had always thought that it was just a ghost slave in the ghost domain, and although the danger level was there, it was not worth mentioning to him now.

Thinking of the reckless behavior of that Tong Qian before, Yang Jian had to secretly rejoice that his previous vigilance and caution had saved his life, otherwise he might have to put himself in this time.

"In other words, this ghost's level is higher than that of the knocker?"

"But it's impossible, if this ghost's danger level really reaches this level, then why does it appear in the ghost domain of the knocking ghost?"

Yang Jian's gaze changed, looking at the ghost standing there with his back to him and his body stiff under the street lamp from a distance.

Immediately.

The street lamp that lit on made him understand what was going on.

This ghost is not in the ghost realm at all.

It has always been in a state of reality.

That's why the street lights weren't extinguished, they kept on, and the ghost's surroundings weren't affected by the ghost domain.

And the counterpart to it.

That ghost didn't enter the ghost realm, and he shouldn't be able to see Yang Jian.

So, it was the ghost domain of the knocking ghost that protected itself and prevented his people from coming into contact with that ghost?

"What's going on in Dachang City lately, except for this knocking ghost that I attracted, the other ghosts that appeared, the horror level is higher than the other, I thought it was a little monster, but I didn't expect it to be a boss. Yang Jian looked solemnly: "Is there anything special about Dachang City, or is this the case in other big cities?"

"Don't worry about it for now, just be safe, and stay away immediately when you see this ghost in the future, there is no reason. ”

He took a breath and calmed down.

After all, it was a false alarm.

The ghost under the lamp didn't make any dangerous moves.

He's safe.

Coming around here, through this area from an alley, Yang Jian came to the other end of the ghost domain.

If Jiang Yan can't be found here, then he can only give up.

And at this moment.

In reality outside of the ghost realm.

Yang Jian passed by the street lamp before.

Due to the lockdown, several streets here are deserted, and the surrounding area is quiet, and the shops are temporarily closed.

And a person was sitting next to the wall with his head slightly bowed, his face was injured, dripping with rancid blood, but compared to the wounds on his body, it seemed that some kind of psychological blow was more important, and the whole person felt a little lifeless.

"I have nothing left but this life now, why do you still pester me and refuse to leave?" the man raised his head slightly, looking at the street lamp on the side.

The street lights flickered slightly, as if the wiring was in poor contact.

But in his eyes.

He saw. Beneath the street lamp, there is a ghost standing.

A ghost with his back to him, never to show it, his looks and face.

And the person talking to this ghost at this moment is none other than Zhao Kaiming.

He came out of the ghost realm alive and escaped the deathly ghost knocking incident, but he paid a price he didn't want to bear.

"You don't want to leave because I haven't squeezed something dry by you?" Zhao Kaiming didn't have the same spirit as before, only a cold and miserable laugh.

"You're such a demon, because of you, how many things have I lost, since you're so terrifying, why don't you just kill me?"

Zhao Kaiming looked at a special pistol in his hand.

Without even thinking about it, it was a shot directly at his temple.

He chose to commit suicide.

But the shots did not go off.

The bullet jammed.

Zhao Kaiming loaded and unloaded, a golden bullet fell from the ground, and then continued to shoot at his head.

Still stuck.

Retract again and shoot

Still stuck.

The entire magazine ran out of bullets, and he didn't fire a single shot.

"Fuck you. Zhao Kaiming's face was hideous, and he threw the pistol at the ghost under the street lamp like a madman.

The gun smashed into the ghost's body, but instead of doing any damage, it fell to the ground.

This is not the first time this has happened.

He couldn't do it suicidal.

Because this ghost around me won't let it.

He tried to cheer himself up, but reality knocked him down again and again, causing him to lose more and more.

"You still don't want me to die, right, okay, I'll live, I'll change all this, I'm going to fight you guys again, see if you win, or if I win. ”

Zhao Kaiming struggled to stand up, he walked forward with the broken prosthetic leg.

Just as he was leaving, the cell phone in his pocket rang.

"Hey, is it Zhao Kaiming, your dad just had an accident, you hurry back......" A relative's voice came from the phone.

Zhao Kaiming seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and said in a calm tone: "Uncle, I know, there is something going on today, and I will go back to my father's funeral in two days." ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone, but his face was extremely hideous.

Glancing back,

The ghost under the streetlight didn't know when it had disappeared.

Just as he left alive.

Yang Jian was still in the ghost domain at this time.

He was riding a bicycle, lighting a ghost candle, and seemed to be wandering through the streets and alleys, but in fact, the ghost eyes on his body had been opened, alert to any movement around him, and he was also looking for Jiang Yan's location.

At last.

The ghost eye in the back of his head suddenly saw a car parked next to a clothing store with its lights on.

It's a brand new luxury car, and you can faintly see someone sitting in the cab through the window.

But among the rows of cars on the side of the road, this is not too conspicuous.

"Did you find it?"

Yang Jian vaguely guessed that it was Jiang Yan's car.

Because he told Jiang Yan before, keep moving, don't turn off the engine and stop the car.

The purpose of this is to prevent Jiang Yan from being trapped in one place for a long time, waiting to die, and at the same time, it is also asking her to leave a signal for herself.

The vehicle is always in a starting position, so it will be easier to distinguish it.

It's just that she was still confused in the end.

The car still didn't know when she stopped.

And next to the car.

Yang Jian also saw a familiar person standing there motionless.

It's his classmate....... Money Marriott.

At this moment, Qian Wanhao's head is no longer half gone, his body has been blackened and rotted, and he emits the smell of corpses, but he is still wearing the same clothes as he was at the beginning.

When Yang Jian came over on a bicycle, Qian Wanhao slowly raised his head and looked at him with the rotten sockets of his eyes.

"Have you become a ghost slave?" he frowned deeply.

Originally, when he was in school, Qian Wanhao had the opportunity to leave alive with him, Zhang Wei and others.

However, he answered a call that he shouldn't have answered, and was found by a knocker.

"Since he is a ghost slave, there is not much of a threat, not to mention, he is about to rot. Yang Jian said secretly in his heart.

When he approached.

The candlelight emitted by the ghost candle has forcibly driven Qian Wanhao away.

In the area covered by the candlelight, Qian Wanhao had to retreat, not daring to approach inside.

Yang Jian looked through the car window, but saw that Jiang Yan was still in a state of nervous driving, obviously still indulging in hallucinations, and from this point of view, he didn't know how long this woman had been in this state.

"It's me, open the door. ”

He got through the phone and told Jiang Yan directly over the phone.

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