Yang Jian successfully delivered the red letter to Mrs. Liu's hands, and also took the coffin nail from Mrs. Liu's hand, so it can be said that the two things in the plan have been successfully completed.

But

The unexpected happened.

Mrs. Liu, who was already a dead corpse, sat up abruptly at this time.

The suppression of the grave seemed to have failed against it, or the amount of grave covering it was too small to put the corpse to sleep.

"What's the matter? Is it that the ghost has woken up?" Li Yang was shocked, and hurriedly withdrew from the vicinity of this old tomb.

Yang Jian stared at the corpse of Mrs. Liu, who kept vomiting blood: "I don't know, it seems that some kind of unpredictable change has occurred." ”

"You can ignore it, our letter delivery has been completed, just leave here now, this place is very evil, there are always accidents, it is not recommended to continue to stay. Sun Rui's face was a little ugly, and the uneasiness in his heart rose again.

He had a vague feeling that something terrible would happen if he continued to stay here.

Leave?

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly.

This is indeed a good suggestion, your goal has been achieved, and you can indeed pat your ass and leave.

However, he didn't want to leave like that.

Because the ghost hasn't been dealt with yet.

If the group is gone, if something continues to happen here, then no one will stop it, and it may lead to a very serious incident.

"No, I can't leave for the time being, I want to see what will happen after this successful delivery, the identity of the messenger is very special, sending a letter for ghosts, good and bad are indistinguishable, in addition, we are the person in charge, if we don't ask like this, who will deal with the problem? ”

Yang Jian said with a cold face: "And if there are really other ghosts in this Fushou Garden, if they spread out, many people will die in Dahai City." ”

"The paranormal event has only happened for a short time, and it would be best if it could be dealt with at this time. ”

At present, the matter is not just as simple as sending a letter, but a supernatural event that is brewing and even breaking out.

Sun Rui shut up and was silent at the moment.

Yang Jian is right, they are the person in charge, not the messenger, and they can leave after delivering the letter.

They are responsible for paranormal events.

Mrs. Liu's body was still sitting there.

The thin cheeks bulged slightly, and the corners of the mouth were still flowing viscous black blood, which soaked through the nearby dirt, and the air was filled with a disgusting fishy smell, as if something had rotted.

And the amount of viscous black blood spit out was much larger than expected.

It was far more than an adult could have blood, and showed no signs of stopping, as if it could sit there and vomit all the time.

This strange phenomenon is definitely not happening casually.

It must be an omen.

As for what exactly will happen, everyone present does not know, only to be sure that it is not a good thing.

"Try to stop this mutation of the corpse first, and stabilize the situation first, it's really not good, I still have a coffin nail in my hand, which can dispose of a terrible ghost. Yang Jian's eyes flickered, thinking about countermeasures, and at the same time taking into account the overall situation.

Immediately.

The tall headless ghost behind Yang Jian moved.

He stood up like a headless corpse shrouded in darkness, and then walked towards Mrs. Liu's corpse with steps.

Headless ghosts that are stuck in a state of death are the best way to tempt.

Even if it doesn't work, it won't cause any burden to the current Yang Jian.

The headless ghost quickly walked over, and a black shadow like thick ink shrouded the corpse of Mrs. Liu who was sitting up.

There seemed to be an inexplicable supernatural power on the emaciated, cold corpse, and the headless ghost tried to invade and suppress it, but was isolated from the outside.

Yang Jian saw that the headless ghost figure where the black viscous blood had penetrated did not dare to approach, but instead avoided it by itself, and the corpse that kept spitting out a large amount of black blood from its mouth became a terrifying source, and even the powerful ghosts had to retreat.

"The blood is strange, similar to the nature of the grave, it has the property of repelling the supernatural, or the thing itself is some kind of supernatural part, and the level of horror is higher than I thought. ”

"If this kind of thing continues to spread, maybe some kind of balance in this cemetery will be broken, and something unexpected will happen. ”

He guessed in his heart.

hesitated for a moment, and finally rushed over with a heartbeat.

"Team Yang, what are you going to do?" Sun Rui immediately asked when he saw Yang Jian's sudden movement.

"Leave me alone, I'll try to dispose of this corpse. After Yang Jian finished speaking, he had already returned to Mrs. Liu's body.

The others were frightened and did not dare to approach, but watched from afar.

Facing a corpse that suddenly sat up, even looking at it like this made people feel creepy, and only people like Yang Jian dared to approach it again with a fearless face.

After Yang Jian approached, he didn't say a word, and stretched out a palm and grabbed Mrs. Liu's neck.

His palms were also cold and stiff and incompatible with his own complexion, his own pale, but this one was black, like the palm of a dead man, like a temporary piece of his body.

"Lie down for me. ”

Yang Jian had a cold face, and his ghost hands were forceful, trying to press down Mrs. Liu, who was sitting up, and bury her back in the grave.

At present, although Mrs. Liu's corpse is weird, it has not caused any substantial harm to the people and things around her, and even strictly speaking, this corpse is not a ghost, but has suffered some unknown supernatural invasion in this Fushou Garden, and has become an incomprehensible existence.

Mrs. Liu's body that sat up seemed to have been suppressed by the ghost's hands.

The constant vomiting of blood was contained, but this containment was not complete, but the speed of vomiting blood slowed down, and the corners of the mouth of this emaciated and terrible corpse were still flowing blood, like a bottomless pit, and the viscous black blood was still overflowing.

"Bang!"

The body that sat up was forcibly pressed down by Yang Jian.

After Mrs. Liu lay down, the corpse was struggling, and Yang Jian felt the movement coming from the corpse.

"What are you kidding, can't the ghost hand completely suppress it?"

In fact, the other hand was already holding the rusty coffin nail.

This is just in case.

"It may be better to seal the body with coffin nails, then bury it, and then take the coffin nails away after the soil has been pressed. Yang Jian thought of a safer way.

But no sooner had he had than the idea came to him, and the unexpected happened again.

Mrs. Liu's body, which was suppressed by the ghost hand, was rapidly swelling at this time.

It was originally an emaciated corpse, and after a while, it was swollen like a corpse that had been soaked in water for days.

Mrs. Liu's face was full of sudden death, and her ears, eyes, nostrils, and corners of her mouth were bleeding.

It's all that sticky, black blood.

"Can't wait any longer. ”

Although Yang Jian was reluctant to use the coffin nail here, he felt that the situation was more serious than he imagined.

There was hardly any hesitation.

A coffin nail pierced Mrs. Liu's head directly and nailed her head.

But the moment the coffin nail nailed Mrs. Liu, Mrs. Liu's bulging corpse exploded like a balloon.

The dead man's skin was torn apart, and there was no visceral flesh, only a sticky black splatter of blood.

Yang Jian, who was close, didn't have time to dodge at all, so he directly splashed blood and dyed his body.

And Mrs. Liu's body is already in tatters at the moment, only one head that is staring at the coffin nail is still complete, the dead eyes seem to be moving, and there is an indescribable infiltration among the watchers.

"Team Yang, do you need help?" Sun Rui hurriedly shouted when he saw this scene.

"I'm fine. ”

Yang Jian wiped the sticky blood on his face, and he waved his hand with a calm face.

But before he could finish his sentence.

Suddenly.

Li Yang, who observed the surroundings, shouted in panic: "The situation is not good, the old graves around seem to be wrong, it seems that many graves are collapsing." ”

"What?"

Yang Jian and Sun Rui didn't wait to analyze the current situation, they hurriedly looked around.

Suddenly, a chill welled up in my heart.

The old tombs engraved with people's names and hanging portraits are really collapsing little by little at this time.

"Behold, there seems to be a man on that grave. Suddenly, one of the members of the supernatural forum had a good look in his eyes, and pointed to the other side and shouted.

On the top of an old grave, I don't know when a person sits.

The man was blurry and couldn't see clearly, sitting motionless at the head of the grave, unable to see the front, only one side.

But the side was strange, like a dead man's face, covered with a thick layer of grave soil, which was blackened, cracked, and stuck to the skin, as if it had become one with the man.

A man whose face is covered in dirt?

Oh, my God

Is this still human?

Maybe it's a ghost who just crawled out of an old grave.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's heart shrank suddenly.

His guess was correct.

The mutation of Mrs. Liu's corpse is related to a certain balance in the cemetery.

Although the cemetery was weird before, at least nothing else appeared except for Mrs. Liu, and strictly speaking, it was relatively safe.

But now?

The old grave has collapsed, and a strange person has appeared on one of the graves.

Is this a sign that a terrible ghost sleeping in the grave is about to appear?

After all, Yang Jian had a guess before.

It is likely that this graveyard is not for the dead, but for the ghosts, because the soil here can put the ghosts into a deep sleep and enter a state of suppression.

Now this repression and slumber is suspected to be a problem.

Is it the reason why he took the coffin nail from Mrs. Liu's hand?

Or is it the reason for the red letter?

The probability of the former is unlikely.

Because now the coffin nail in Yang Jian's hand was returned to Mrs. Liu and nailed to the corpse's head.

But the mutation did not stop.

So it's probably the red letter.

"If one is not handled well, there will be a big problem here. A cold sweat broke out on Yang Jian's forehead.

Although he didn't feel the existence that threatened his safety, there was an unprecedented horror in his heart.

Aside from the tombs that have no problems in Fushouyuan itself, how many old graves have appeared here?

One hundred, two hundred, three hundred?

...... Although not all of the ghosts are buried in so many old graves, it is at least certain that there is definitely more than one ghost buried here.

Even if there are more than ten ghosts coming out of the grave, the sea market outside will be finished.

This is no longer an existence that can be defined by an S-class supernatural event.

The S-class supernatural event is just an unsolvable level ghost.

However, the situation in this cemetery has exceeded that of the S-class.

Once it completely erupts, this will be the first SS-level supernatural event in the supernatural circle.

Even if Yang Jian held a coffin nail in his hand, he could only successfully nail one ghost, and he would definitely not be able to resist the simultaneous revival of so many ghosts.

And once there are too many ghosts, the easier it is to trigger the law of ghost killing.

Maybe when he stands here, he will be targeted by a ghost even if he breathes.

He thinks far-reaching, so he feels frightened.

But for those ordinary people, they didn't realize what a terrifying impact this supernatural outbreak would bring after the revival of the ghosts, so although they were frightened, they were not so afraid, but couldn't wait to urge.

"Team Yang, I'll leave quickly, your business is done, don't stay here. A member of the Paranormal Forum urged.

Yang Jian was expressionless, ignoring the existence of these people.

Walk?

Is it just to take a few of you alive?

If something goes wrong here, it's not a matter of life and death for a few people.

So for now, it doesn't matter whether they live or die.

"It's really embarrassing for me, as a member of the supernatural forum, I begged this ghost-eyed Xiao Yang, but I obviously didn't take me seriously. "And yet at this time.

A crack opened in the dim sky of Fushou Garden.

The sunlight from outside poured in, as if bringing hope and light to this desperate and oppressive world of graves.

A man descended from the sky with the light, slowly falling down, standing in mid-air, overlooking everything.

The strongest attack.

Ye Zhen, the boss of the supernatural forum, is here.