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Walk for the top.

Yang Jian felt that the signs were wrong, so he slipped away first, and then said, what if he controlled the two ghosts.

In front of the incomprehensible ability of the ghost in front of him, even if he controls the three ghosts, he is a weak chicken, and there is no difference at all.

Finally, this time it extended the time for the ghost to recover, and temporarily saved his life, how could he die here carelessly.

When the thick fog covered the mourning hall, he immediately burrowed into the ghost coffin.

Inside the coffin was dark and oppressive.

Other than that, there is nothing special about it.

On the contrary, it is a bit of a diaphragm, as if something is pressed underneath, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

No matter how you look at it, it's just a very normal coffin.

"By the way, the lid hasn't been closed yet. ”

Yang Jian noticed that the coffin lid had not yet been closed.

This coffin and the coffin lid should be together, and perhaps neither of them can bring out the true use of this ghost coffin.

He immediately closed the lid of the coffin.

"Bang~!"

There was a slight sound, and the lid of the coffin was tightly closed on top of the coffin.

All the light is gone.

Yang Jian, who was lying in the coffin, seemed to be swallowed by the darkness, and even if he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything.

"That's it?"

Then, he frowned.

Still didn't feel anything abnormal, still normal.

Wait a minute.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian felt something strange.

He found himself slowly sinking...... It's like the coffin lying behind him is constantly sinking.

No, no, the body is not sinking, it is disappearing.

Yang Jian's body was melting little by little, during this period, he didn't feel pain, he didn't feel death, there was no trace of fear in his heart at all, as if this disappearance was not really disappearing, but the beginning of some kind of new life, and he even poured out a kind of expectation of unknown changes in his heart.

Soon.

His entire body disappeared into the coffin.

But he was conscious when he disappeared, and he could feel that he was still in the coffin.

It's just that I don't have a body.

Very conflicting feelings.

But it's so real.

It seems that Yang Jian has detached himself from the human body and gradually become an alternative existence.

This alternative existence is very similar to a thing...... That's the hell.

"Could it be that this ghost coffin can transform people into ghosts?"

Yang Jian's consciousness was very clear, and he made a bold guess, which shocked even himself.

If that's the case, this ghost coffin is terrifying.

But this phenomenon seems to make sense, why the criminal policeman Feng Quanneng will not die if he stays in this coffin for several months without eating or drinking.

If he really turned into a complete ghost...... A ghost with human consciousness can indeed do this.

"No, no, if the person in the coffin becomes a ghost, then how can he get out? Feng Quan left the coffin with a physical body, not as a ghost...... This ghost coffin must have some strange and special use, but I haven't figured it out yet, and I don't know it. ”

Yang Jian said secretly in his heart.

I don't know exactly what this is all about, but in this state, no one can kill him.

No demon can kill himself.

And consciousness seems to be able to extend outward with the help of the existence of the ghost coffin.

It's like the body stays in a coffin, but the soul can fly out.

Myself.

It seems to be everywhere in this village.

He saw everything that was happening in the mourning hall.

The fog could no longer block his vision.

And yet at the moment.

The confrontation outside seems to be coming to an end.

The body of the man in the portrait is highly decomposed at this moment, leaving only a skeleton and some flesh and skin on it, hideous and terrifying.

Feng Quan was also uncomfortable at the moment.

Overusing the power of the ghost, and in the long confrontation, his state is also bad.

The numb eyes revealed a kind of tiredness and pain, and the pale and bloodless face carried a deep morbidity.

He's like the most swallowed patient in the hospital now.

Just seeing it makes people shudder.

"Although this ghost's ability is incomprehensible, it has an upper limit, and against that Zhang Han, Yang Jian's ghost is already the limit...... In a one-on-one situation, no ghost rider can be the opponent of this thing, and if you are alone, you will definitely die, but for now, I still have a slight advantage. ”

"However, after using the power of the ghosts for a long time, even if I control two ghosts, it feels very bad. ”

"It's time for this to come to an end. ”

Feng Quan stepped aside, and he picked up the suitcase on the ground.

The golden suitcase is very sturdy, and it is perfect for holding this ghost.

The man on the portrait slowly took a step forward at this moment.

However, the next moment, its body completely collapsed.

Like a building block, the bones, legs, and feet all broke away from the body in an instant, and fell to the ground to form limbs.

But the rotting head was still moving.

And didn't die.

Feng Quan seemed to have expected this, he walked over with his suitcase, and then picked up the bones, flesh, hands, feet, and head of this ghost on the ground one by one...... It didn't take long to stuff it all in.

Locked, sealed, and done in one go.

After the ghost was imprisoned, what it had suppressed before was immediately freed.

The ground had already passed out, and Zhang Han's bloody corpse began to slowly retreat into his body at this moment.

The headless ghost figure that stood still turned into a shadow, quickly shrank back, and finally disappeared somewhere.

However, the ghost domain shrouded in red light was abnormal at this time.

Instead of disappearing, it began to spread out rapidly.

This is no longer a distance of twenty meters, thirty meters.

Instead, in the blink of an eye, the ghost domain enveloped the entire village.

The entire village entered the realm of Yangjian's ghost realm.

"Yang Jian, the matter is over. ”

Feng Quan said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and get out of the ghost coffin, that thing is not for you to stay." ”

And yet the next moment.

The coffin slammed open.

Yang Jian's body condensed in the darkness again, returning to its previous appearance.

He sat up abruptly, looking like hell.

"Ghost ...... It's still there. ”

Cold sweat broke out on Yang Jian's forehead, and he said such a sentence.

"What?"

Feng Quan frowned, "The matter here has been settled, now you don't have anything to do with you, hurry up and leave, I will contact others to deal with the aftermath." ”

"I said, the ghost is still there, are you deaf?"

Yang Jian jumped out of the ghost coffin, his face was a little hideous, and said, "You are not lying in the ghost coffin for any balance at all, nor are you trying to suppress this ghost...... Your most important purpose is to get this ghost coffin and turn yourself into a real ghost, do you think you just managed to imprison the ghost here?"

"I have just entered the ghost coffin, and through my own feelings, I can tell that the ghost here is not physical at all, it is a consciousness. ”

"The man on that portrait is a ghost, but his appearance is nothing more than a fusion of all the villagers, no, it should be a fusion of the appearance of all the people who died here..... That was the most perfect image of the ghost. ”

"What you're ruining now is just an image of it. ”

As if to confirm Yang Jian's words.

A clear footstep sounded again from outside the dark room.

Feng Quan's eyes shrank, and the suitcase in his hand couldn't help but fall to the ground with a pop.

Did he misunderstand the existence of this ghost?

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