Heavy rain is rare in winter, but today it seems to be a bit unusual, it rains very heavily and rapidly.

It was barely six o'clock when the rain fell.

It's not late, but because of the rain, it looks very dim, as if it has suddenly entered the middle of the night, and the air is filled with a winter cold, which invades the bone marrow and makes people shiver.

Yang Jian was still sitting in the trunk of the car.

The rain splashed on him, wetting his clothes, but he didn't pay any attention to it, his expression was calm, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

With the ghost shadow in his body, he can even block ordinary supernatural attacks, let alone a little rain.

It's just that in this kind of weather, it is impossible for anyone to come out at night.

Jiang Yan said that she wanted to accompany her, but Yang Jian refused.

This corpse can be accompanied by one person, and there is no need to drag one more person in.

I took the time to check the extent of the decomposition of the corpse, and everything was going well.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no sign of wanting to stop.

Gradually, the rainwater collected around the car, forming small streams, and then a large area of stagnant water.

Yang Jian didn't care about the rain, although he sat there motionless, but most of his attention was on the corpse of the powerful ghost next to him, although this corpse was in a suppressed state, but who knew if there would be any accidents halfway, after all, this was an inexplicable ghost.

Once out of control, the cost Yang Jian can't bear.

But what he didn't know was.

As Yang Jian continued to sit here to kill time, the stagnant water formed by the rain around him seemed to form a blurred mirror.

Although the light is insufficient, it can still be seen clearly.

The reflection in the water presents Yang Jian's appearance, but the strange thing is that Yang Jian in the water is not sitting on the open trunk of the vehicle, but actually standing next to the vehicle, his movements are completely different from Yang Jian's current movements, and his face is pale and dead, looking at this side with an indescribable strange gaze.

It is as if the reflection in the water can pass through the barrier and look at the Yang Jian in reality.

However, Yang Jian still didn't know all this, after all, who would pay attention to the reflection under the water, or such an inconspicuous puddle.

However, as time passed.

The reflection in the water actually began to move on its own at this moment, and the stiff and pale man with a face exactly the same as Yang Jian was actually walking forward gradually.

But this kind of walking did not open the distance.

The reflection is still at the foot, unchanged.

However, the distance has changed terribly.

In the stagnant water next to it, a wet, thick black hair head slowly emerged from the water, the process was a little slow, even a little sluggish, but no one intervened, so after a few minutes, half of the weird head had appeared on the ground.

The figure in the stagnant water was trying to get out at the moment.

Yang Jian, who was sitting in the car, closed his eyes and recuperated, and did not notice it at all, he thought that the supernatural event was over, and there should be no other ghosts except for the corpse beside him, after all, the situation around the village had been investigated more than once.

Strange figures just popped up little by little.

At this moment, more than half of the head had appeared, and the head showed a pair of dead eyes, without radiance, dull, like a dead man.

But these dead man-like eyes were turning slightly, looking at Yang Jian who was sitting next to him.

This kind of peeping is creepy.

Apparently.

It's a terrible ghost.

From the water, no, maybe the water just presented the ghost, which had invaded from somewhere else.

The appearance of ghosts did not stop, but became more and more obvious as time passed.

At first, it was just a head with thick hair, and then half a head, but now it's a whole head, and it looks like a trend, as long as it doesn't take long, the ghost will completely invade this real world, and no one can predict what will happen after that.

Yang Jian, who was being targeted, still didn't notice it.

Because he didn't feel anything unusual, and he didn't hear the slightest movement.

No.

It's not completely motionless.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian, who was in a state of recuperation with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and he immediately looked in the direction of the village with his head to the side, his eyes were slightly red, as if they were glowing red, and there was an incomprehensible phenomenon.

On the path into the village, a dark figure stood there, motionless, looking this way.

The man, dressed in a raincoat and hooded, stood in the pouring rain with a bright knife in his hand.

This pretends to be a thug who is going to commit murder at night, and it looks like a perverted murderer who haunts the night.

"Madoka, the nightmare game is over, you should go back and sleep well now, even if it doesn't rain so much, you can easily get sick. Yang Jian put away his vigilance, and he said with some concern.

"Cousin?"

Madoka first asked in a somewhat puzzled tone, and then grinned, "Why are you here?"

She seemed to have lost her memory again, and she didn't know that she had already seen Yang Jian here during the day.

"I've always been here, but you, what happened to you?" Yang Jian frowned slightly, and the file immediately appeared in his mind.

The people of decades ago were exactly the same as Madoka, and they were suspected to be the same.

Is this an anomaly caused by the supernatural? Or is it my own delusion?

I don't know.

Because he who knows the truth is dead.

But Yang Jianjue didn't want to dig into Madoka's past, he just knew that his cousin was still alive, alive and well, and living a good life.

Although there is a problem with memory, there is no worry every day, and I can quickly forget my grief and forget some tragic events, which is very good.

"I'm looking for someone, it doesn't seem to show up during the day, and it only appears at night. Madoka walked over, and she said as she walked.

"Who is it, where is it? Yang Jian asked.

My cousin always speaks like this, with no preface and afterword, like a riddle.

"I don't know, so I'm looking for it. Madoka said.

Yang Jian said, "If you can't find it, go home and sleep, it's so late, it's not suitable to go out in such a heavy rain, and you don't need to kill anyone today, the knife is quickly lost, and you can live a normal life in the future." ”

He is persuading, hoping that his cousin can stay away from supernatural events and live an ordinary life.

But my cousin didn't seem to hear it, and still walked this way.

However, as Madoka approached.

The human head that had surfaced at Yang Jian's feet was abnormal, it was struggling, it wanted to get out, but its body was still in the water and it didn't get out of trouble so quickly.

But the demons did not regain their peace because of this.

The ghost was still struggling and becoming more and more violent, and its body began to emerge gradually, but it was not complete, like a shadow reflected in the water, illusory, as if it was going to disappear at any moment.