There is no doubt that Feng Quan's Jedi counterattack failed.

The strange mud on his body turned into a mound is terrifying, it seems that even ghosts can be buried in it, if Yang Jian was swallowed by the grave just now, even if he perfectly controls the alien of the ghost, he is afraid that he will have to die here.

It's just that the more terrible the attack, the greater the backlash for itself.

Feng Quan is now in a state of ghost recovery.

The only one head he left outside the mound was gradually sinking, and he was soon going to completely submerge into the dark brown soil, and after his body was completely submerged in it, Yang Jian couldn't say for sure, after all, he had never been in contact with this kind of supernatural spirit.

However, looking at the strange mound that was about to engulf Feng Quan, Yang Jian couldn't help but think of the grave crying ghost he saw on the weird bus at the beginning.

Two tombs, which seem to be somewhat similar...... The only difference is that the tomb that engulfed Feng Quan is a little smaller.

"Your luck is really good, Yang Jian, this time I'm loaded, but don't be too happy, if I can't kill you, someone will kill you in the future." Feng Quan roared like a mad beast, he couldn't accept the fact that he had failed.

This kind of risk of desperate ghost recovery, fighting for his life, it stands to reason that it should not fail.

It's a pity that he never thought that Yang Jian wanted to do it to himself in advance.

If Yang Jian chooses to leave the hotel with him on his back, then Feng Quan has absolutely no possibility of failure if he moves halfway.

"It's too early for you to say this, whether you die or not is not determined by the ghost in your body, but by me, although you are now in a state of ghost recovery, but I should be able to suppress it for you for a while, and when you find the other half of your body and restore the balance in your body, it should be much better. ”

Yang Jian's face was calm, and he slowly untied the straw rope wrapped around his wrist.

This is the ghost rope.

He didn't get close to this mound, so as not to be attacked again, he directly covered the ghost rope with a ghost shadow, manipulated the ghost rope, and then I threw it forward and put it directly on Feng Quan's head.

"It's ...... The ghost rope of the ghost rope of Wang Yue. Feng Quan's crazy color suddenly decreased, and his eyelids jumped, as if he knew what Yang Jian was going to do.

"Your intelligence work is good, Wang Yue has been dead for so long, you still remember the information of the ghost rope, but looking at your situation, even if you cut off half of your body, you can't die, and it shouldn't be so easy to die by pulling a rope on your neck a few times." Yang Jian used his palm to pull the ghost rope violently.

The knot on Wang Yue's neck was slammed into one hand, and the strong feeling of suffocation made his face flush in an instant, and he coughed violently several times, but a large amount of dark brown grave soil was spit out.

It seems that his body has gradually turned into dirt, from the inside out.

But Yang Jian's pull did not directly pull Wang Yue out of the mound as he imagined.

Wang Yue's body buried in the mound seemed to have merged with the mound, and it seemed that something extremely heavy in the mound dragged the other half of his body, so that he could not leave so easily.

"I still don't believe I can't pull you out. Yang Jian used his hands hard, took a few steps back, and began to use all the strength of his body.

His body is now half human and half ghost, and his strength is a little surprising, when he was in Dachang City, he did a strength test, relying on this inhuman and ghostly body, his strength can reach the ton level, but it is just a simple test, he has not tried the ultimate strength.

Because I was afraid of breaking my body.

But when Yang Jian used his strength, he found that something was wrong.

Feng Quan's body did not move at all, he was still buried in the grave, his neck was stretched, and his bones and flesh were about to be torn, but he still couldn't leave the grave.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian's heart couldn't help but sink.

"It's really weird, my judgment just now was not wrong, this grave is very special, if I am buried, it will definitely be impossible to climb out of it, and I can't pull Feng Quan out of it by relying on strength alone, and finally tear out one of his heads at most. ”

"It's useless for me to ask for one of his heads, I want Feng Quan, a ghost rider who has controlled two ghosts, not a dead man. ”

Yang Jian looked at Feng Quan's painful and uncomfortable appearance, although he was not dead, he was almost there.

Immediately, he no longer hesitated, and took the last piece of ghost candle out of his pocket.

"Fortunately, that ghost also left me a little ghost candle during an attack, this time it can be used to suppress this mound, it doesn't take too long a world, it only takes a second, I can directly pull Feng Quan out of it. ”

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he hurriedly placed the only remaining small ghost candle in front of the mound and lit it.

"Whew~!"

As soon as the ghost candle was lit, the eerie green ghost fire instantly swelled, like a ball of fire exploding.

This is because there are ghosts around him, and the ghost candle has accelerated the speed of burning, although this burning speed is not as fast as when Xiong Wenwen was attacked before, but it also burst out with the last light.

The ghost candle burned out in an instant, and the candlelight went out.

But it still gave about two seconds of pressing time.

The tight ghost rope in Yang Jian's hand immediately felt the pressure on Feng Quan's head, and some kind of heavy burden disappeared in an instant.

"Bang~!"

Feng Quan flew out of the grave, snorted and fell heavily to the ground.

The mound that had been formed began to collapse in an instant as if it had lost some strength to support it, turning into a puddle of dirt with the smell of corpses, and it was no longer weird before.

But among the scattered graves, Yang Jian saw a humanoid silhouette made of dirt.

The silhouette of this humanoid figure has hands and feet, head and face, like a complete corpse, especially in the position of the head, the facial features formed by the earth are lifelike, the mouth is open, and the eye sockets are sunken, revealing three holes that seep people, like a terrible ghost.

However, the ghost buried in the mound has not yet been fully revived.

After Yang Jian pulled Feng Quan out, the grave soil continued to emerge from Feng Quan's body, wanting to form a new mound for a while.

If you don't stop it, the situation just now will be very open.

However, Yang Jian will not watch this happen.

His ghost shadow had already been prepared, and immediately invaded Feng Quan's body, helping him suppress the resurgence of the ghost.

With the invasion of ghosts, Feng Quan's recovery situation has improved.

But this is temporary.

Once Yang Jian retracted the headless ghost, then Feng Quan would continue to revive the ghost.

"Alright, now it's time for the next step. ”

Yang Jian looked at Feng Quan, who was lying on the ground motionless, and he was sure that the ghost shadow had suppressed him, and now he was completely safe.

It was only then that he walked up to him with the old bloodstained newspaper and crouched down.

Although Feng Quan was suppressed at the moment, he was still conscious, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or frightened looking at Yang Jian with his eyes wide open.

"It's useless for you to look at me like this, now you are much more dangerous than you imagined, God knows how much memory that ghost has changed for you, but it doesn't matter, I will change it all for you, and you will definitely be a good person in the future." Yang Jian spread out the old newspaper in his hand, and then slowly covered Feng Quan's face.

As soon as the newspaper touched the human face, it was strangely attached to the flesh and skin, as if it had been fused into one, quickly shrinking and sticking, and soon the outline of Feng Quan's facial features appeared on the top of the newspaper.

Feng Quan felt like he was being covered by a plastic bag at this moment, and a strong feeling of suffocation came to him, he opened his mouth wide and wanted to breathe, but in exchange for a blood-stained newspaper pasted more tightly.

Gradually, he fainted and lost consciousness.

"It doesn't seem like this is the first time...... "I don't know why, Feng Quan suddenly remembered that he had experienced this kind of thing before, but he forgot when and where.

"Did it work?"

Yang Jian looked at this strange scene and quietly waited for the result to appear.

There are still a lot of things he doesn't understand about using this ghost newspaper to tamper with other people's memories for the first time, so he feels that necessary experiments and attempts are necessary.

I waited for less than a minute.

He soon saw that the newspaper posted on Feng Quan's face seemed to be loose again, and the glue was not so tight.

At this time, Yang Jian felt that it should be okay, so he reached out and tore the newspaper off Feng Quan's face.

At the same time, Feng Quan's entire face was torn off.

"It worked. Yang Jian stared at it, and saw the face with closed eyes and a somewhat strange expression on the ghost newspaper.

Feng Quan, who had lost his face, also lost consciousness at the same time, and he fell unconscious.

The body is still in its previous state, and it did not suffocate to death because it did not breathe through the nose and mouth.

It's just an incomprehensible supernatural that can't be judged by common sense.

"The next step is to tamper with the memory. ”

At this time, Yang Jian saw several lines of crooked words next to Feng Quan's face glued to the newspaper.

This handwriting is Zhao Lei's.

"Forget about being attacked. ”

"Find the right opportunity and kill Yang Jian, he is your enemy"

"Listen to ......"

The last line was not finished, and it seemed to be cut off halfway through.

"Did you just tamper with part of your memory? It seems that something went wrong when Feng Quan was attacked, and the memory was not changed too thoroughly. Yang Jian thought secretly in his heart.

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