Yang Jian was frantically thinking about countermeasures at the moment.

Because he knew very well in his heart that the knocks on the phone before would definitely attract the old man.

And once that old man appears, the result is obvious.

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All the conditions collided in Yang Jian's mind, and he figured out a bit of the law, but he couldn't deduce more information.

Because this is the first time he has encountered a ghost, he has not been in contact with it before, and it is already very good to be able to get this far, and he is not a square mirror, claiming to know everything that will happen in the future.

"Wait, Fang Jing..... Future. Yang Jian's expression suddenly moved: "That parchment." ”

Suddenly, he hurriedly took out the dark brown parchment from his pocket.

"Yang, Yang Jian, look, look at the ...... over there" Suddenly, Zhang Wei pointed in the direction of the school with a trembling voice.

Yang Jian glanced up, and suddenly his hands and feet were cold.

A few hundred meters ahead, a thick inky darkness gradually eroded over, engulfing everything in it, and the ground around it began to decay, and the trees began to wither and rot....... The cement was mottled and moldy, and the street lamps were rusty and crumbling.

An old man in a black robe, covered with corpse spots, with a dead face and a numb gaze, walked towards this place stiffly.

One step, one step, not slow.

"Damn, is that coming?" Yang Jian's heart beat wildly.

"Yang Jian, now, what should we do now, what should we do? Are we going to die? ”

Zhang Wei's tears were about to flow out, "I don't want to die, I'm still so young, I'm still a virgin, Yang Jian, you should think of a way, Fang Jing said that you will be very awesome in the future, you will definitely have a way, right." ”

"We can't get out, can we?"

Wang Shanshan on the side also grabbed his arm with a white palm, and said with a look of fear.

Zhao Lei trembled with fright when he saw the approaching darkness, and kept retreating, trying to escape from the school, but when he turned around, he found that there was also a thick darkness approaching behind him.

Surrounded by darkness, there was nowhere to escape.

Yang Jian ignored them at the moment, he opened the parchment in his hand with a sweat, trying to find some key information on it.

On the parchment, a clear line of large letters appeared in front of his eyes: At five o'clock in the morning on June 22, the ghost realm appeared again before our eyes, and yes, the ghost came again......

At half past five in the morning on June 22, all of us died, and none of us lived.

...... I'm Yang Jian, and I'm dead when you see this.

"You wrote us to death?Fart, there must be a way to get out of here, the old man didn't come with me when I was caught in the toilet before, I want to know the reason, if you don't tell me now, I'll find a place to bury you, and don't want to see the light of day again for the rest of your life." ”

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and said, with a bit of threat.

The parchment in his hand seemed to hear this sentence, and the handwriting on it began to gradually blur, and finally all the handwriting disappeared again, and then a line of words appeared:

"At nine o'clock in the evening of June 21, I was caught by a ghost and went into the toilet, I didn't die, because there was an even more terrible ghost in the toilet, there was another ghost area, I saw something very scary, but I didn't realize it at the time. ”

"At half past nine o'clock in the evening of June 21, I got lost in the toilet, but the old man came to the door of the toilet, and he was knocking on the door, and he was looking for me, but I did not hear it, and perhaps for this reason I escaped death. ”

Yang Jian felt a pang in his heart when he saw this sentence.

Could it be that the old man knocked on the toilet door when he was lost in the toilet before?

Soon, then the writing on the parchment came again.

“...... After that incident, I guessed that the ghost domain was the key to survival at that time, and if I could use the ghost domain, I might have a chance to live, after all, I am also ...... Ghosts, Zhou Zheng is right, there are only ghosts who can deal with ghosts, and there is only one other person who can get out of the ghost domain

Ghost Domain. ”

"At a quarter past five in the morning on June 22, the old man appeared, and I tried to use the Ghost Domain, but failed, and my strength was not enough. ”

"At half past five in the morning on June 20, all of us died......"

When Yang Jian saw this, his eyes shrank.

Although he died at half past five, he saw some hope of living.

Ghost Domain~!

Yes, the place where this old man appeared gave birth to the ghost domain, so now he is also a ghost handler.

Why can't I use the Ghost Domain myself?

If Zhou Zheng was here, he would definitely feel very ridiculous if he knew Yang Jian's idea, because not every ghost can have a ghost domain, and it is very rare to have a ghost domain....... But it's also correspondingly terrifying.

"Yes, give it a try, there's no other way. Yang Jian squeezed the parchment in his hand, "Tell me, how to use the ghost domain." ”

Writing soon continued to appear on the parchment.

"Yang Jian, who are you talking to? Look, everything around is abnormal, what should we do now?"

Zhang Wei was frightened and cried, so he counted on Yang Jian to save his life, for fear of hearing bad news from Yang Jian's mouth.

"Don't make any noise, I'm trying to figure it out, give me a little time. Yang Jian's tone was very anxious, and his eyes glanced at him.

The old man was still walking here, less than a hundred meters away.

They are anxious, they are afraid, they are equally anxious, they are equally afraid.

After all, no one wants to die.

The parchment continued to be written: At 5:20 a.m. on June 20th, I had experienced my first failure, thinking that the ghost in my body had not recovered enough, and that it might be useful if I could open a few more eyes.

The number of eyes?

Yang Jian didn't have time to think about it, there were still ten minutes before half past five, he didn't want to be written on this parchment, he really died here.

Immediately, the flesh of his arm stretched out, and his five blood-red eyes opened in unison.

There was a faint red glow on each eye.

"At five twenty-two, I decided to increase the number of eyes. The handwriting on the parchment appeared.

"Method, I want method. ”

Yang Jian roared at the parchment: "I'm dead, you will also be left behind, you didn't want to be thrown away by me before, then I die, do you think you will be picked up by others?"

The handwriting on the parchment was blurred again, and at last another line came out: At five twenty-four, after my attempt, I ate one eye on my arm, and succeeded in adding one eye, and with six eyes, I succeeded in using my own ghost

Region...... I'm getting more and more like a ghost.

At half past five, I didn't open the ghost domain, and all of us died......

Eat the eyes?

Yang Jian looked at the five weird blood-red eyes on his arm, and the whole person was stunned.

But when we saw that last sentence, at half past five we were all dead.

He knew he had no choice.

At this moment, darkness shrouded him, and the surroundings quickly dimmed, and the old man was less than twenty meters away from himself and the others.

"Crunch ......"

At the moment when it was shrouded in darkness, the door of the security room not far away slowly opened, and a miserable white palm stretched out.

Beyond the guardrail behind him, a vague figure approached the road shrouded in darkness.

Nearby, several mobile phone lights passed through the darkness and faintly, as if the classmates who had been separated before approached step by step with their mobile phones.

Yang Jian, Zhang Wei, Zhao Lei, Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Qian Wanhao....... Everyone was surrounded by ghosts.