Mysterious Recovery

Cold and dead, unable to move.

This is the feeling of everyone after sinking into the ghost lake.

The body seemed to be bound by something, it was no longer his own, and he could only drift with the flow in this lake, like a dead body.

But his consciousness was still sober, and he could even see everything in the lake clearly at this moment.

But I just watched and couldn't do anything about it.

The worst situation is Li Jun.

His feet were entangled by the hair of a corpse, and the whole person sank very fast. The dye on the skin of other people was dissipating, and the ghost fire in the human skin couldn't burn as before, under the influence of the ghost fire. As if to go out.

At this moment, Li Jun only had a piece of dead human skin, and he was slowly withering away.

A Hong is not good at the moment, she is not a stranger, but a ghost master.

After the ghost in control was suppressed by the ghost lake, her life entered a countdown.

She is drowning, suffocated

Liu San's sinking speed is relatively slow, he is still conscious, the paper man's body is still supporting, and he can see everything around him clearly, but he can't move.

His body was so heavy that he couldn't even lift his fingers.

"If I continue sinking in the ghost lake, my paper man's body will collapse into the water as before, but I remember that after sinking into the lake, I still have another chance to rise." Liu San hasn't given up yet. Still thinking about countermeasures.

"If I want to get out of trouble, I have to seize the opportunity to float up. The paper boat that floated up from the water before may be an opportunity. It is a supernatural thing that Yang Jian brought out from the ghost street. It is suspected to be Hezha. Paper shop related."

His head is sober.

Pay attention to all the information around, looking for a suitable opportunity.

Liu San even took the time to glance at Yang Jian below him.

"What's wrong with him? From the beginning to the present, he hasn't moved, even spoken, and didn't even struggle when the ship was sinking. This is completely inconsistent with his style. It's impossible that Yang Jian himself really had a problem. serious problem?"

"At this point, is his luck at the end? Since that's the case, he can't control it."

Liu San retracted his gaze.

He excluded Yang Jian's existence from the next action.

The sinking of everyone continues.

It has reached a place where the water is very deep. There are a lot of corpses soaked in the water. These corpses are scattered and incomplete. They are all ordinary people who died in the ghost lake. There are many, as if they have passed through a group of floating corpses. , The puffy skin, the hollow and white eyes, the scalp of the person looking at it is numb.

The ghost masters cannot stay here, they are still sinking.

But at this time.

The skin on Liu San's body was peeling off, and it was floating away. It was not his skin, it was the paper attached to his body. Pieces of paper looked like flesh and skin. It was difficult to tell for a while, but in the end it was soaked in the lake water. Lost some kind of spiritual maintenance, and fell off again.

The yellow paper peeled off.

The appearance of another Liu San gradually appeared. His body was more real, without the feeling of cheap paper.

It seems that this talent hidden among the paper men is the real Liu San.

But no one is sure.

"It's now." Liu San felt his body recover from this moment.

He raised his head sharply, and then went upstream desperately.

"There is only one chance. The position of the surface is very important." Liu San stared at a position on the lake.

That location.

A small paper boat floats on the water, swaying slightly.

Maybe that's the lifebuoy for drowning people.

Liu San rose quickly.

He is not a living person and does not need to breathe, so he is not worried about drowning, so he has plenty of time for action.

"This guy, sure enough, there is still a way to escape from here."

Yang Jian saw this scene in his eyes. Yang Jian just couldn't move, but he could still see and hear.

Facing Liu San's escape, he had no resentment.

At this time, the action failed, and it is understandable that each relied on his ability to withdraw.

"But now the most dangerous thing should be that Ahong. She is a ghost master. Once she sinks too deeply and the ghost in her body is completely suppressed, then she will be drowned in the water, and she will die immediately afterwards. Li Jun is also buried here, which will cause a chain reaction."

"Now I can't act. Rather than caring about others, I'd better care about myself first."

Yang Jian has been trying to move his body.

But still to no avail.

The body has been cold and numb from the beginning until now, even the ghost is trapped in the body, unable to struggle to move.

This is definitely not the reason for falling into the ghost lake, this situation has already appeared before.

The sinking continues.

After leaving the first layer of floating corpses, there were some scattered corpses floating in the lower lake. These corpses were not too many, they were the corpses of some ghost riders. The body of the person in charge of Zhongzhou City stayed on this floor.

But Yang Jian did not stop at this level.

He is still sinking.

As it goes down, the water becomes colder and darker here, and there is no way for light to reach it.

But Li Jun, who was sinking together, was still nearby, and his ghost fire was still burning. Although there was a feeling of going out, it still exuded a gloomy light at this moment, lighting up the surroundings like a candle light.

Li Jun stopped here, unable to sink anymore.

At this time, Yang Jian also saw the surrounding situation.

Most of the people who stayed here are no longer ghost masters, but real ghosts. Yang Jian saw a lot of weird corpses. Those corpses were intact, just like when they died, and their bodies have no soaking hair. Bai, decayed, seems to be sleeping, and there is a possibility of awakening.

"The deeper the sink, the more terrifying the spiritual power he possesses. Li Jun stays at this depth, which shows that he is no different from a real ghost in the judgment of Ghost Lake."

Yang Jian understands.

"Wait, that is"

Suddenly.

He saw a familiar body again.

The reason for being familiar is because of the clothes on the corpse.

That is the uniform of the person in charge, which shows that the corpse was a ghost wielder from the headquarters.

As Yang Jian continued to sink, the perspective gradually changed.

He clearly saw the identity of the ghost master in uniform.

That is Cao Yang.

Cao Yang's body was motionless, life and death unknown, but in his slightly stiff palm, he also held a pair of weird scissors wrapped in black hair.

It was the ghost scissors in the hands of Fang Shiming, the circle of friends at the time.

Obviously, before Cao Yang used ghost scissors in the process of confrontation with Ghost Lake, but he seemed powerless and sank into Ghost Lake.

Just when Yang Jian stared at Cao Yang's corpse.

Cao Yang's eyeballs moved strangely, as if looking towards Yang Jian.

"This guy is still alive?"

In an instant, Yang Jian realized.

Cao Yang is not dead yet, he is still alive, but trapped in the ghost lake, there is no way to escape and leave, just like him now.

The consciousness is awake but the body cannot move.

However, Yang Jian's sinking continued.

This shows that the ghost lake on the third floor has not been able to completely trap him, so he needs to sink to a deeper place.

But after crossing this layer, as Yang Jian continued to sink, the cold and stiff feeling on his body slowly receded.

This is not an illusion, but a reality.

Yang Jian's fingers twitched slightly.

The scarlet ghost eyes also gradually opened a gap.

Gradually.

He sank into the fourth floor.

This is the bottom of the ghost lake.

Yang Jian has bottomed out.

It's dark here~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I can't see things around me clearly.

But opened a few ghost eyes, but peeped into the scene at the bottom of the lake.

Some gravel, some silt, nothing fancy.

But something was caught by Yang Jian's ghost eyes.

It was a black coffin.

The coffin was very large, lying quietly at the bottom of the lake, and the lid of the coffin was opened at one corner. A few strange strands of black hair floated out of the opened corner, swaying in the water like water plants.

Other than that, there is nothing around.

"Is that the source of this ghost lake? A black coffin is very similar to the one when the ghost was imprisoned." Yang Jian's ghost eyes locked that position.

The coldness and numbness of his body faded a bit.

Vaguely, he seemed to have some feelings with the things in the coffin.