The operation on Yang Jian's side went smoothly.

And Huang Ziya, who ran all the way with the ghost candle in the dark, had also reached the limit, her legs were weak, and she suddenly stumbled and fell on the hard cement pavement on the ground, this fall made her head faint, and she almost fainted, and at the same time, the ghost candle in her hand was directly extinguished because of this wrestling.

I wanted to find the ghost candle, but I didn't know where I had fallen, and the fear and fear made her wheezing and breathing more and more intense.

The surroundings were still quiet and a little weird, but Huang Ziya could feel a cold breeze blowing nearby, which made her creepy, and she didn't dare to continue looking for the ghost candle, but considered saving her life like this.

After all, I've been procrastinating for all this time, and it should be enough.

Just when she wanted to stand up, suddenly, something seemed to hang down from her back, and at the same time, she felt something touch on her arms and legs, rough and gentle, as if the weeds were blown by the wind and touched her body, giving people the feeling of harmlessness to humans and animals.

But this gentle prelude is a sign of terror coming.

Moment.

In the darkness, an old straw rope directly locked her neck, almost breaking her bones and hanging her whole body.

The speed at which the ghost rope flutters is not fast is the only drawback, but no matter how fast it is, it still catches up with Huang Ziya.

She was attacked.

And this attack is irresistible, because even if she uses her ghost ability to resist an attack by a ghost rope, she will still not be able to withstand countless attacks in the future, and she will eventually die from the revival of the ghost.

Huang Ziya didn't think about resisting, and the moment she was hoisted, she immediately threw a weird rag doll in her hand.

The rag doll was stained with blood, and it was from her other hand.

She is also a ghost handler who participated in the training, and her quality is not so bad, and she was ready to smear blood on the rag doll at any time before.

The crooked rag doll, which was sewn together by old cloth and black hair, fell to the ground and turned over and stood up strangely, and then twisted its head, as if looking at the surrounding situation, looking around very curiously.

Because his body was stained with Huang Ziya's blood.

This strange rag doll seems to have replaced Huang Ziya's existence, and the ghost rope that attacked her before actually changed direction again and hung down towards this rag doll.

Huang Ziya, who was hanging in mid-air, suddenly loosened her neck, and the whole person fell to the ground.

"Yes, it's useful, that Yang Jian really didn't lie to me. She didn't care about the pain, and in the darkness she showed the joy of escaping death.

The ragdoll seemed to sense that the ghost rope was about to attack it, and began to run on the ground with its short legs, nimbly and quickly.

A ghost rope floated in, and the rag doll jumped up directly, passed through the rope noose on the ghost rope, and continued to jump and run forward.

When it encounters trees in its way, the ragdoll will bypass it, and when it touches a step, it will climb over the step.

Jumping flexibly along the way, walking through, actually avoiding the ghost rope falling from the sky, the rope set like a trap tried to catch the rag doll, but failed, and even after dodging many attacks, the rag doll would stop and clap its palms, looking very happy.

This rag doll seems to have a good survivability, and the ghost rope has no way to take it for a while.

However, ragdolls are consumed.

Because it was made of old rags, the quality was not very good, and after this rag doll ran for a while, due to friction with the cement pavement on the ground, the old rags began to wear and tear, cracked, and there seemed to be something leaking out inside, like white white paper.

At the same time, one of the ragdoll's legs seemed to be lame, and it was no longer so agile in its movements, and it limped when it walked.

But it was still struggling to escape, and the ghost rope behind it was in hot pursuit.

Because the rag doll touched a step, the short body could not cross it smoothly and directly, so it could only climb up, so it moved a step slower, and a rope touched the body of the rag doll, which was also put on the neck of the rag doll without any suspense, and directly tightened to hang it.

But the size of the rag doll was too small, and when the ghost rope was tightened, it did not wrap around its neck, but only locked one of its hands and hung it directly.

The rag doll broke free violently, and finally gave up one of its arms, broke free from the ghost rope, and smoothly fell to the ground, and continued to run in other directions.

But continue with this trend.

In the end, the ragdoll will definitely die due to excessive wear and tear.

But until it dies, Huang Ziya is safe.

And this time.

Yang Jian's actions have reached the last moment.

But something went wrong.

The ghost's face could not be stitched together smoothly, and it was still glued to the old newspaper.

Yes.

The ability to stitch the face used to be matched by Yang Jian with the headless ghost, but now that the ghost in his body has been suppressed, this ability cannot be used, and the face naturally cannot be installed.

"Wang Jiang, let go. Yang Jian hurriedly said at this time.

"What?" Wang Jiang was shocked at the moment: "Do you really want me to let go?"

"That's right, loosen the restrictions and let the ghost resume some action, only then can my plan succeed. Yang Jian said.

If this ghost has the instinct to capture other ghosts, then it should also have the ability to retrieve its own face, after all, it can even be spliced together with other ghosts.

"Good. Good. Wang Jiang didn't ask why, since Yang Jian said so, then he did it.

Immediately, Wang Jiang let go of his hand and no longer grabbed the corpse's arm.

It was at the moment when he let go.

Zhang Lei and Yang Jian obviously felt that this stiff corpse moved.

But at the same time, the old newspaper glued to the corpse slowly fell, and the face on it was gone, and it was smoothly spliced onto the ghost's body.

It took back its face.

At the same time, Yang Jian said: "Wang Jiang will come back and suppress it." ”

Wang Jiang was even more puzzled, but he still approached the ghost again without hesitation.

Yang Jian only needs to let the ghost retrieve his face, but he can't continue to let the ghost move, otherwise the ghost may be able to invalidate the ability to tamper with memories.

"Will it work?"

Although the plan has changed somewhat, he is particularly nervous inside.

The next moment.

Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang, and even the half-dead Qian Yi obviously felt that their ability had lost their suppression and resumed their actions.

The plan to make this thing misjudge the number of ghosts in itself succeeded.

"It's now. Yang Jian's ghost hand trapped in this corpse resumed his movements, and he seized this only opportunity to quickly invade the ghost's body and began to take away a key part of it.

Meanwhile.

The stiff and blackened corpse suddenly fell to the ground, as if it had lost some kind of strange support, and was reduced to an ordinary corpse.

"Yang Jian, what's going on?" Zhang Lei pressed on the corpse that fell to the ground, a little panicked.

"It's nothing, the ghost has restarted, we have restricted it, and it has abandoned this identity. Yang Jian slowly pulled his arm back from the corpse at this moment.

Zhang Lei's eyes widened: "How is it possible, we have obviously pinched the quantity, and there is no limit." ”

He couldn't understand what Yang Jian had done before.

"Now is not the time to ask about this, but to see if we can get out of here. Yang Jian's unconscious arm was retracted.

Immediately, his face froze.

He left a black imprint on his arm, and this black imprint presented a diamond shape, like the shape of the coffin nail in Wang Xiaoming's hand before, and like a special piece of flesh and blood, which had replaced part of himself and become a part of his arm.

"The coffin nails of the three ghosts turned into a black mass of flesh and blood because of the presence of the ghosts, and now they have been taken by me, and they have been spliced together on my body because of the headless ghosts, and they have merged with the ghost hands to form a new thing. ”

His hand had been in the ghost's body for a long time, and some kind of unpredictable change had occurred.

I felt the rest of the changes in my body.

Yang Jian found that the impulse of the headless ghost to change his body was gone, and the ghost hand that was forcibly spliced on his body also appeared to be very calm and could move freely, and even the restlessness of the ghost eye that was about to revive was gone.

"A new balance?"

The coffin nail made by the three ghosts should be able to suppress the three ghosts, after all, this thing is on the ghost's body, and it has some of the characteristics of this ghost, and now Yang Jian's body happens to be three ghosts, ghost hands, headless ghost shadows, and ghost eyes, so his own ghosts are suppressed.

And because the coffin nail is in a state of death, it cannot be resuscitated for the time being.

In other words, Yang Jian has now reached a perfect balance.

"So, my hand is out of order?" Yang Jian looked at his unconscious arm.

Although the skin of his arm was black, the palm of his hand was cold, pale without a trace of blood, and the great contrast was extremely strange, but he could feel that this hand was already a new ghost.

A ghost that can't be understood, because of all kinds of coincidences.

A ghost that can be perfectly harnessed at the moment.

Just as he was examining himself, Zhang Lei suddenly pointed to the distance and exclaimed, "Yang Jian, look, the ghost domain is disappearing. ”

Hearing this, Yang Jian raised his head suddenly,

Sure enough, he saw a darkness in the distance condensed, and he was rapidly leaving a place, and at the same time, the surrounding light was getting brighter and brighter, and even the morning sun was seen behind him.

And when the darkness in the distance looks at it, it actually takes on the shape of a coffin, and if you are a little farther away, it is simply a black coffin moving, which makes people feel frightened.

"This is what the ghost coffin really looks like, a ghost, a ghost domain?" Yang Jian's eyes shrank.

I feel that this ghost coffin is becoming more and more mysterious.

Wait, the direction the ghost left is the lab.