Before the music box curse arrived, Yang Jian was ready to deal with it.

Whether it's a plan, a coffin, or a weapon, it's all done in a short time.

The reason why he was in such a hurry was because Yang Jian couldn't be sure whether the time of the curse outbreak revealed by the human skin paper was accurate, if it was really to deal with it at the right time, what if something happened in the middle of the way.

You can make any joke, but you can't make a joke about life.

Especially with their own lives.

Yang Jian responded to the curse outbreak a day earlier, and he now transported the coffin into the secret room of the safe house, and then took the newly made spear, took the blood-stained old newspaper, and one of his mobile phones to close the door and lay down in the coffin.

In order to put the phone out of battery, he also deliberately brought a power bank.

Then, he lifted the heavy metal coffin board next to him and slowly closed it.

The coffin lid was designed into a chute style by Yang Jian, which was also an arrangement made to prevent himself from escaping from the coffin easily out of control.

"Click!"

The sound of a heavy metal card slot sounded, and the lid was sealed.

In such a confined environment, a living person will quickly suffocate to death.

But Yang Jian didn't care, if he could survive this hurdle, he wouldn't be considered alive when he woke up, he didn't need to breathe at all, and he didn't need oxygen.

A sense of repression that is both familiar and strange comes over us.

It seems to have returned to the scene where I hid in a body bag when I was in Huanggang Village.

It wasn't dark inside the coffin, a layer of red light shrouded the small space.

Yang Jian used the ghost domain to check the tightness of the coffin.

My craft is good.

Once this metal coffin is covered, even the ghost domain can be isolated, after all, the interface is made of gold, and there is no cutting corners, and it is guaranteed that there is no problem in imprisoning the ghosts.

"Now that everything is fine, it all begins. ”

After Yang Jian lay down, he took a slight breath and picked up the old blood-stained newspaper with both hands.

The strange newspaper was densely packed with lines of writing of various sizes.

"I'm Yang Jian. ”

He wanted to use the supernatural power contained in the old blood-stained newspaper to remind him of his identity, so that he could retrieve his own memories in a few days, instead of his consciousness dissipating and his memories becoming someone else's meeting.

Like those who were punished in ancient times.

Yang Jian covered the old newspaper over his face.

The old newspaper with blood was very weird, and it was instantly stuck to Yang Jian's flesh and skin, directly covering his eyes, nose, and mouth, leaving only the outline of his facial features outside.

I couldn't breathe, and it was very uncomfortable.

As if the whole person was about to suffocate, Yang Jian opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to take a breath of air, but the newspaper was dented and sticked tighter.

The old blood-stained newspaper, though fragile, was actually difficult to shred.

Yang Jian's entire face was fitted, and there was not a single crack left.

But he is not suffocated yet, he is still conscious, and even if he is really suffocated, he will not die, because the curse of the music box is still echoing in his mind, and this curse will not die no matter how seriously Yang Jian is injured before it stops, even if his head is cut in half, he will still survive.

"Let's get started. ”

Yang Jian thought for the last time, checked it, and after making sure that there was no problem, he reached out and pulled out the nail of the coffin that had been nailed to the ghost.

No.

Now it's not a coffin nail, but a spear full of cracks,

One to remove.

The suppressed intact ghost immediately resumed its actions.

Soon.

Yang Jian's body control was deprived, and his whole person returned to the state he was in when he was in the Mingyue Community, his body was uncontrollable, but his consciousness was awake.

At the same time, the situation of ghosts invading consciousness reappears.

Yang Jian felt a cold and strange thing trying to engulf his consciousness, but all this was resisted by the ringing of the music box.

As expected.

The supernatural confrontation creates a fragile balance.

This process will continue until the curse of the music box is over, and everything will change dramatically until the curse erupts.

That's it.

Yang Jian, whose face was covered with blood-stained old newspapers, lay cold and stiff in this coffin made by himself, like a corpse, waiting for time to brew and slowly decay.

No one could have imagined it.

This seemingly ordinary corpse still has consciousness, just waiting for the plan to succeed, the consciousness returns, and replaces the ghost and becomes a ghost with the consciousness of a living person.

Little by little, time passed.

Yang Jian's corpse was still silent, and everything fell into a dead silence.

And yet the next morning.

It was dark, but there was a faint light in the cold coffin.

The light came from a mobile phone next to Yang Jian's corpse.

On the phone is a text message.

The person who sent the text message was...... Feng Quan.

But at that time, Yang Jian didn't know all this, and he couldn't pay attention to it.

Feng Quan's text message was not sent to Yang Jian alone, but in a group, and the target of this group was the entire team members of Yang Jian, and the content of the text message was only two words.

"Help!"

It turned out to be a distress message.

Inside the Shangtong Building in the early morning.

The ones in charge of duty today are Tong Qian, as well as Zhang Han.

"What's the matter, Tong Qian, did you receive it, it was Feng Quan's text message, he actually sent a distress message. Zhang Han was very stunned, he looked at the information on his mobile phone, confirmed it repeatedly, and found that it was indeed not wrong.

It's not a spam message, and it's not someone who sent it on purpose.

"I received it too. ”

Tong Qian frowned, he used the satellite positioning mobile phone of the headquarters, and he could directly confirm the identity of the person who sent the text message.

"It's indeed Feng Quan's, and he is in Dachang City, but the positioning information shows that he is still moving, and he has not yet reached the city. ”

Zhang Han's expression moved: "The captain is not here now, so what now?"

Only Tong Qian knew about Yang Jian's hiding in safe house No. 1, but he wouldn't be stupid enough to leak this kind of intelligence information everywhere, so he just told Zhang Han that Yang Jian was going on a business trip for a few days and wouldn't come back for the time being.

"Yang Jian is not here, I am responsible here, since Feng Quan sent a distress text message, he naturally wants to go over and take a look. After Tong Qian finished speaking, she stood up and prepared to leave.

Zhang Han was stunned for a moment: "But we don't have a ghost domain, and it's not easy to go to support at such a long distance." ”

Tong Qian said: "What kind of ghost domain is not the ghost domain, we are human, won't we drive there?" Yang Jian used the ghost domain indiscriminately because he is special, how can ordinary ghost masters withstand such unscrupulous use of supernatural powers, and think that they die not fast enough?"

"But I remember that some time ago, the company was equipped with a helicopter, and I went to ask Zhang Hua about it. ”

Zhang Hua was the liaison sent by the headquarters.

Responsible for coordinating Yang Jian's handling of supernatural events, and also responsible for supporting all aspects.

"If you have a helicopter, do you need to use it?" Zhang Hua heard Tong Qian say that he was going to travel, and immediately confirmed the situation.

"Yes, I'm going to use it now, the situation may be urgent. Tong Qian said.

Zhang Hua nodded and said, "No problem, I'll arrange it immediately, the helicopter will take off immediately in three minutes, please rush to the tarmac." ”

"Thank you. ”

After Tong Qian finished speaking, she immediately took the exclusive elevator to the apron on the top floor.

And Zhang Hua also immediately informed the pilot to prepare for takeoff.

"Just the two of us? Huang Ziya, Li Yang, don't they need to be called. On the way to the helicopter, Zhang Han said a little uneasy.

"Don't worry too much, let's go over and see the situation first, it is unlikely that there will be a large-scale supernatural event near Dachang City, Feng Quan's positioning signal has been moving, I tried to send him a message, but he didn't reply, so without confirming the real situation, it is very reckless for all the staff to go out. Tong Qian said.

He learned this from Yang.

When Yang Jian went to Dachuan City before, he only took Li Yang alone, and when he encountered something that could not be handled, he and Xiong Wenwen were called to support.

This makes the risk lower.

Now that Yang Jian is not there, Tong Qian is temporarily serving as the captain, and she needs to take the lead.

Soon.

A helicopter took off from the Shangtong Building, and quickly rushed to the source of the signal.

Feng Quan's location signal came from a section of highway on the outskirts of Dachang City.

It's foggy here.

Everything around was shrouded in a thick fog.

And this thick fog kept drifting, heading in the direction of Dachang City.

The strange thing is that this dense fog fluttering all the way has no intention of dissipating, but with the passage of time, the area covered is getting larger and larger, and at the same time, it is becoming more and more dense.

In the thick fog.

A hasty, embarrassed figure emerged.

This is a man of about twenty-five or sixteen, dirty and smelly, with a thick layer of mud sticking to his body, hair, and face, and he looks like a clay man, and it feels like he has been buried in the dirt for many days and then dug up again, and his body has the stench of decay.

He is Feng Quan.

Codename, Ghost Mist.

There was no expression on Feng Quan's mud-stained face anymore, only a weirdness and stiffness.

But the eyes that were exposed revealed were uneasy and anxious.

The ghost fog is moving, and he is moving.

But he's not an anomaly, and he doesn't have a ghostly death.

Using the Ghost Mist Domain to move is very taxing on him, and once he uses it for a long time, he will immediately lose his balance and die from the revival of the ghost.

But Feng Quan had to do this.

Because he was very unlucky, he caused some people to be wary and hostile when investigating his former colleague Pei Dong and the pendulum clock curse.

So he's being hunted down.

The battle between ghost riders has always been a matter of life and death.

"Dadong City, the ancient house of the Republic of China, where the pendulum clock curse comes from. Feng Quan gritted his teeth and roared: "You can't keep this secret." ”

The sound wafted out of the thick fog.

But on this highway, an old taxi followed closely and was not thrown away.

This taxi is very old, and it is antique, and now even the car scrap yard can't see it, and it's hard to imagine that this thing can still be driven.

"Kill you, the secret can be kept, Pei Dong is a waste, ran away with Tong Qian, failed to kill you, caused important information to leak out, that curse is related to the life and death of many people, and you shouldn't be curious to investigate this matter all the time, wouldn't it be good to hide honestly in Dachang City after you survived last time, under the protection of that Yang Jian, you can wait for death peacefully. ”

An icy voice came from inside the old taxi.

It was a man who was driving, about thirty years old, wearing a hood, a mask, and a down jacket, with only one pair of eyes exposed.

In the back of the taxi, there were two people sitting,

One is Pei Dong, codenamed Ghost Touching His Head.

His face was gloomy, his scalp was cracked, and there were hideous marks, as if he had been stripped alive by something.

The other was a wizened man, his eyes bloodshot like a walking corpse, which made people feel creepy.

Three people.

The three of them are all ghost riders, just to hunt down Feng Quan, who investigated the pendulum curse.

Feng Quan was obviously unable to fight against the three of them, so he could only escape.

"You can't go, the price of using the ghost domain is very high, although you control two ghosts, but you will still have the danger of reviving the ghosts, and you can't compare with those aliens, so that's the end of it. ”

Accompanied by the sound wafted.

The old taxi sped up again, and it rushed straight into the fog.

That fog was ghostly fog.

It is both a ghost realm and a terrifying place that can devour the living.

Incredibly, however, the fog in the vicinity of the old and almost scrapped taxi was rapidly dissipating as if it had been dispersed after it crashed into the fog.

"Suppression?"

Feng Quan's heart sank, he actually felt that the restlessness of his own recovery was calming down.

It's good news if it's usual, but now .....

The car sped on, and the lights came on behind him.

Echoed with a screeching and eerie horn.

Feng Quan subconsciously looked back.

The old taxi, which was almost scrapped, appeared in front of him for unknown reasons.

"How is that possible?"

Feng Quan's eyes widened, extremely shocked and surprised.

But the next moment.

His body slammed, and a huge force came, and the old taxi slammed him out of the air.

The body is collapsing, consciousness is blurring, and the head is roaring.

"Yes, it's a supernatural thing...... Feng Quan's thought came to mind.

But then, he fell to the ground with a bang.

His body was shattered, his head tilted, and he collapsed on the highway in an eerie position.

The fog cleared, and the sound of brakes stopped.

Liao Fan walked down from the car with a gloomy expression: "Aren't you dead yet?" Your other ghost's life-saving ability is really strong, and when you are hit by this ghost taxi, the real ghost can fly into a short-term state of death and be unable to act, but the balance of your body has been broken, and death is a matter of time." ”

Next to the old taxi, Liao Fan, Pei Dong, and another person looked coldly at Feng Quan, who was not moving and was twisted in a ball.

Wait for his consciousness to completely dissipate before leaving.

As for whether there will be a supernatural event here, he can't care.

This is not what they are responsible for, they are only responsible for killing this Feng Quan and cutting off the headquarters' investigation of Dadong City and the ancient mansion of the Republic of China.

"I think let's leave now, this is Dachang City, Yangjian's territory, in case he comes, we won't be able to leave. Pei Dong suppressed his voice and reminded him.

"If you really come, you can't keep us. Liao Fan's voice was hoarse and emotionless.

"Don't forget, he had a fight with Ye Zhen in Dahai City, and the bottom was leaked, and the coffin nail was in his hand. ”

Liao Fan continued: "It's okay, let's leave after killing, although we don't need to clash with the captain-level figure, it doesn't mean that I'm afraid of him, and I'm not sure about this Feng Quan's death, it's not easy to deal with it over there." ”

Pei Dong and the other person were silent.

At this moment, layers of thick soil gradually appeared on Feng Quan's body.

It was black, smelly grave soil.

The grave was engulfing his body, trying to cover it.

It's a balance failure, and the ghost has come back to life.

However, at this moment, the sound of propellers was heard in the distant sky.

A helicopter flew quickly from the direction of the city center of Dachang City.

"It's not good, Yang Jian is here. Pei Dong was taken aback and hurriedly said.

He suffered a loss at the hands of Yang Jian and almost died, but then he escaped by luck, and he didn't dare to have any thoughts of revenge, he just wanted to hide far away.

If Feng Quanhad not wanted to investigate the pendulum curse this time, he would not have come to Dachang City again.

"Wait, it's not Yang Jian. ”

Another man who looked like a dry corpse spoke: "If it was Yang Jian, he would have covered it with the Ghost Domain first, and many people in his dossier circle knew about it, so it would not be difficult to analyze it if he had the heart to pay attention." ”

Liao Fan grinned, his laughter was still hoarse and weird: "So Yang Jian is not in Dachang City...... No, no, Yang Jian is in Dachang City, I bought his itinerary information before I came, and he was in Dachang City yesterday. ”

"Then why didn't he come?" asked Pei Dong.

"He has a problem, he can't come, Feng Quan must have sent a distress message on the way, this didn't lead Yang Jian over, the answer is already obvious, it seems that the last fight with Ye Zhen had a great impact on him, hey, it seems that I should thank that Ye Zhen when I go back." Liao Fan was keenly aware of something and made a judgment.

This kind of judgment is a little terrifying, just because Yang Jian's ghost domain did not appear, he judged that something was wrong with him.

It's like seeing it with your own eyes.

Obviously, he is also a top ghost handler, with the qualities of a top ghost handler.

"Feng Quanzhi is planted, and there is a problem with Yang Jian, so the people on the plane should be ...... Grimace Tong Qian. ”

Liao Fan raised his head and looked at the helicopter that was getting closer and closer.

"Taking advantage of his illness to kill him, simply wiped out the team of the Ghost Eye Yang in one wave, so as not to retaliate in the future, and take away the coffin nail by the way. ”

Another man who looked like a dried corpse said in a low voice.

"Do you really want to do it? I remember that you should know Yang Jian, so you don't miss the old love at all. Liao Fan glanced at the corpse-like man.

"As long as we are sure that something is really wrong with Yang Jian, we will enter Dachang City, and Yang Jian has a lot of things in his hands, which is enough to exchange our lives for half a year, or even a year. The dry corpse man said.

Liao Fan's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought for a while: "Okay, as long as Tong Qian is finished and Yang Jian has a problem, I will go to Dachang City for a walk, but I have been coveting the coffin nail in his hand for a long time." ”

"Ye Zhen was crucified to the ground, if he really got it, maybe he could get rid of that curse. ”

After a quick discussion.

A scheme was formed.

At this moment the helicopter stopped on the highway.

Tong Qian and Zhang Han jumped down.

"Grimace Tong Qian?" Liao Fan actually chuckled a little weirdly in his tone after seeing it.

"You know me?"

On the side of Tong Qian's head, under the face towel, a neutral and weird smiling face faced him.

"But just now, you laughed? Is it that funny? Try laughing again. ”

He smiled at Liao Fan, but on the other side he saw Feng Quan, who was unconscious and in a state of recovery, and suddenly his heart sank, and a wave of anger surged into his heart.

These people were doing something to Feng Quan.

And Feng Quan couldn't fight it,

Is there a lot of people on the other side, or is it that some of these three people are too powerful, and Feng Quan can't even escape.

"Feng Quan is the person in charge, have you thought about the price for him?" Tong Qian said with a grimace and asked the three of them.

The breeze blew and the face towel on his face fell.

The three faces were suddenly presented in front of everyone.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked so much, people like you are criminals among ghost handlers, there is no reason to talk about it, the best way to deal with people like you is to kill, because your existence will only cause more impact and destruction, killing more people, so please kill a few of you. ”

Tong Qian has experienced a lot, and the innocence in his heart has long been buried.

The next moment,

He smiled.

No, it's his grimace smiling.

"Very good, just say hello and do it, Tong Qian, you are not the same as what is written on the information. Liao Fan didn't have any fear or retreat, but was eager to try.

It's not because Tong Qian is weak, but Yang Jian hasn't appeared until now.

The previous judgment was confirmed.

Something went wrong with Yang.

"Hands-on. ”

Liao Fan's hoarse voice drank.

"Damn it. ”

Zhang Han's face instantly turned ugly, he never expected that just coming over to see it would evolve like this.

Fight with the three Ghost Riders.

When was the last time you did it?

It should be when he and Yang Jian fought against the ghost coffin in Huanggang Village.