Mysterious Recovery

The flashlight light illuminates the darkness ahead.

A dim and deep road appeared in front of him, and this road extended to the depths of darkness, where light could not pass.

Standing at the door of this road is like standing at the entrance of hell. An inexplicable chill has enveloped the whole body unknowingly, especially on both sides of this passage, the closed doors, more It's the inexplicable crisis that has been revealed everywhere, for fear that when I walk in later, the door of the room will suddenly open, and some horrible spirituality will rush out.

Even if every room in the previous route is safe, at least one thing is certain.

A ghost appeared in front just now, and it collided with Lin Luomei's ghost sound.

It's just that from this position, the ghost is not in his sight now.

But what is certain is that the thing is still lingering inside.

Under this situation, Russell, Lin Luomei, and Xiong Wenwen were all nervous, and there was a look of fear in their eyes.

Only Yang Jian, a veteran who has imprisoned an S-rank starved ghost, can be calm and calm in front of this kind of spirituality.

"action."

Yang Jian's voice was low. Although he did not open the ghost domain, he still left a ghost eye on his forehead to observe the surrounding situation.

The other people didn't speak, and they didn't dare to speak at this time. No one knew whether they would trigger the ghost's law of killing, and then they would be targeted.

Cross the aisle line that seems to be taboo and step on the soft carpet.

The surroundings were a bit scary, there was no sound at all, only the sound of my own heavy breathing sounded in my ears.

Yang Jian reached out and touched the wall next to him, then put it on his nose and smelled it.

It is clean and has no odor.

It’s a bit clean, there’s not even a trace of dust. It seems that someone has been taking care of it all the time. No peculiar smell means that no one has died in this aisle. At least there has been no blood splashing or broken body, otherwise it will be left. The next smudge, peculiar smell.

"We are going to pass the door of the first room ahead." Yang Jian's eyes condensed, and the flashlight moved in the direction of the room.

The door did not move.

There is no sign of opening.

He continued to move forward.

"Be careful, Lin Luomei could have said before, there is a ghost here." Russell swallowed his saliva and reminded him in a low voice, because he saw Yang Jian walking very easily, not nervous at all, for fear that Yang Jian would not be careful. The chaos leading the team.

Yang Jian ignored it, and he quickly came to the door of the first guest room.

The style of the door has an old European style, it seems a bit old, some of the wood paint on the door is a little peeling off, in addition to the top of the door is hung a copper house number, the room A number is written on the grade: 1.

This means that this is the first room here.

The room Yang Jian was looking for was Room 13, and he needed to go forward.

But out of curiosity, Yang Jian tried to push the door, wanting to see what's in the room, so he had some preparations in his heart.

But the door didn't move when he pushed it hard.

I tried harder again, but there was still no movement.

It seems that what I am facing is not a door, but a wall.

"Can't you push it? Or do you need some special methods to open these fans?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he thought that using ghost power might be able to forcibly open these fans.

But the goal is not room one and he won't waste time.

Keep going.

Soon, they passed by room two, room three, room four...

The door style of each room is the same, and when you try to push it open, without exception, all of them cannot be opened.

"Yang Jian, can you stop playing? If you go on like this, I will almost cry." Russell's legs were almost weak when he saw Yang Jian trying to open the door like death.

Under such circumstances, I dare to do such a thing.

Don’t you know that the more things you do in a supernatural event, the more dangerous it becomes?

As far as the information obtained so far does not say that there is only one ghost here, in case there are other ghosts in one of the rooms, Yang Jian's doing this is simply to kill people.

"I want to know more about this place. Although it is a bit dangerous, I believe it is worth it." Yang Jian said calmly.

His instinct told himself that there must be a reason for Zhao Lei to hide here.

In other words, the danger Yang Jian has to face may not be Zhao Lei, nor the ghost who tampered with memory, but the place where they are currently.

It is precisely because of this that he wants to understand this more clearly.

But ordinary investigations were obviously not effective, and Yang Jian did not get any useful information.

"We are going to pass the first intersection." Lin Luomei reduced the sound of the player to the minimum, and then cautiously let it out: "My voice hit a ghost at the first intersection before."

When I reached the ninth room, a small intersection appeared on the road ahead, and the fork on the left and right extended into the darkness of the other two places. There were also rooms on both sides of the road, the same as the previous ones. , The door was closed tightly, and there was no sign of opening.

Room 13 that Yang Jian was looking for was right in front, and it was only a dozen meters away.

But at this intersection, everyone stopped.

The flashlight shone on the dark red carpet, and everyone could clearly see that the light black footprints were scattered here, some of them extended in the direction of room 13 in front, and some of the footprints were to the left and right. The darkness stretches over.

"These footprints are very new." Although Xiong Wenwen is a child, he also noticed this at the moment.

Yang Jian squinted his eyes and said: "It's really new, as if I just passed by here, and the footprints are so messy, it is impossible to tell which direction the ghost is going. Once this intersection is blocked, it will be terrible, after all, there is only this one way back."

"But now is not the time to think about this. Since it has been determined that the ghost has temporarily left, then act fast."

After he finished speaking, he walked faster without stopping for a moment, and went straight to the room No. 13.

Finding Zhao Lei is the first step in solving the problem.

Soon, Room 10 and Room 11 passed by one after another.

After a while, a door without a house number appeared in front of him.

The house number of the door seemed to have been taken away deliberately by someone, and there was a trace of a nail on the door.

Yang Jian touched his pocket and took out a copper house number with a number written on it: 13

Install it and compare it.

It's exactly the same, it's just the original.

"What kind of existence is that ghost cupboard? Even the house number of this place can be taken away?" Yang Jian was inexplicably horrified.

This ability is simply incredible and cannot be understood.

"Is this this place?" Xiong Wenwen, who followed him, looked at the room: "I think we should predict what's going on inside. There must be danger here."

The proposal is good.

But Yang Jian still doesn't want to use Xiong Wenwen's ability. This Xiong's ability can save lives at critical moments, and save the province.

"I can deal with that ghost if I really encounter it, and I can hold it at the worst. The danger has not yet appeared, and it is not time to use the ability."

After rejecting Xiong Wenwen's proposal, he tried to open the door.

I didn't intend to use brute force to open it directly, because the results have been obtained before, and this door cannot be opened by force alone.

So Yang Jian directly used the power of ghosts.

The black shadow under his feet gradually became richer, and gradually stood up in an impossible way. In just a moment, a black ghost without a head appeared in front of everyone.

"Yang's second ghost."

When everyone saw this, their hearts were stunned.

Especially Russell Yi was staring at this headless black shadow. He could feel the cold and cold air emanating from the headless shadow. It was this feeling that directly suppressed the ghost in his body at the beginning. , Turning him into a weak chicken directly in front of Yang Jian, allowing him to be slaughtered.

"How did Yang Jian manage such a terrifying ghost?"

Such a question arose in his mind.

It stands to reason that the higher the level of horror, the more uncontrollable the ghost, because it is easy to lose control.

But Yang Jian did this~www.wuxiaspot.com~Be prepared, I am about to open the door. "Yang Jian seriously exclaimed, and then controlled the ghost image to gradually attach to the door of the room.

The ability of ghosts can not only piece together corpses, but also piece together other objects.

When I was in the mall, this headless ghost had pieced together a mannequin.

Yang Jian doesn't need ghosts to damage the door, just open the door.

As expected.

The door of the room that couldn't be opened by brute force, the ghost opened smoothly.

"Crack..." There was a sound of pushing the door open.

But at this moment, as the last Russell looked around, the flashlight in his hand shone, and when it hit the corner of the crossroad behind him inadvertently, his hairs instantly exploded.

That was...a person, a tall, stiff person.

At this moment, the person looked straight ahead blankly, his eyes seemed to be decayed, stinking corpse water was dripping continuously, and his steps were heavy, passing by like a walking corpse.

The flashlight shone on this person, and it didn't seem to have any effect on it.

It still walked forward on its own, and didn't care about Yang Jian and others who were not far away, as if there would not be any intersection between each other.

"Will you leave?" Russell's palm was sweaty, his whole body stiffened due to excessive tension.

Seeing that person walk forward step by step, I thought I could leave like this, but the worst thing happened.

When the man passed the intersection, he stopped in the middle of the road and stopped.

Yes.

Stopped, motionless.

"Yang Jian." Russell roared in horror.