Mysterious Recovery

"Zhang Lei is still alive? This is indeed good news, but it is also bad news."

Yang Jian was relieved when he heard the news, but at the same time cautiously approached the silhouette of the human figure in the dark.

Because if Zhang Lei is still alive, then the figure in the darkness in front is likely to be Zhang Lei, not a ghost.

"call!"

Without hesitation, he lit the ghost candle.

Because he couldn't afford to lose, he absolutely couldn't continue gambling at this juncture. Yang Jian wanted to eliminate the possibility of the last trace of ghosts, and successfully reunited with Zhang Lei to complete this action plan.

The gloomy green flame beat, dispelling the surrounding darkness, and the fire light illuminates the surroundings.

This sudden light made the few people behind them unable to adapt, and they blocked their eyes.

"Very wrong."

At this moment, Yang Jian was squeezing the ghost candle tightly with his palm. He saw the flame expand in an unreasonable state, and then burned violently, and the burning speed was very fast.

The ghost candle that has hardly been used is now decreasing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

For him who has used ghost candles many times, this represents a terrible signal.

The ghost is nearby.

So...the one in front is a ghost?

Yang Jian's footsteps froze at this moment, and he was about to turn around and run, but Huang Ziya behind him excitedly said a message: "Just now I located Zhang Lei's position, and he is near us."

"what?"

Hearing this news, Yang Jian was stunned again.

How can this be.

After grabbing his satellite positioning cell phone, he glanced at it.

Sure enough, a signal source coincided with his location.

With that said, the person in front is Zhang Lei?

But it doesn't make sense.

The ghost candle is burning violently, which is clearly a signal that a ghost is nearby, and there is absolutely nothing wrong with it.

Now, the silhouette of the human figure in front, is it a human or a ghost?

"Damn it." Yang Jian gritted his teeth, did not choose to turn around and leave, but moved on.

He also has to determine whether the figure in front of him is Zhang Lei, or if he misses this opportunity, there is no hope of a comeback.

Zhang Lei has three ghosts by himself.

Once killed by a ghost, the people in Yang Jianhui had no hope of survival.

Because he couldn't rendezvous with Zhang Lei, Zhang Lei was bound to die.

But the closer to the silhouette of the human figure in front, the more intense the ghost candle in Yang Jian's hand burns.

This signal seemed to remind him that the one in front was a ghost, not a human at all.

But the signal source proved that Zhang Lei was indeed here.

Do you believe in ghost candles, believe in the source of signals, or believe in your own judgment?

Yang Jian himself was not sure.

He only knew that he was getting closer and closer to the silhouette of the human figure in front, and he would soon be able to enter his line of sight.

But in the same way, the ghost candle in his hand burned more intensely, only half of it was left, and the speed was still accelerating. If there were ghosts in front, this ghost candle would not be able to support them to escape. The result is destined to be annihilated here.

The supernatural event of the incomprehensible level is so cruel, and if you take a wrong step, it is impossible to recover.

It was at the limit of the distance between Yang Jian, and it was about to determine the shape of the figure in front of him.

A terrible scene happened.

In the darkness in front, another silhouette of a human figure appeared, and was walking towards this side quickly, the silhouette became clearer and clearer.

Two people appeared in the darkness?

At this moment, Yang Jian felt a bit tingling in his hand, because the ghost candle in his hand burned more violently, and this burning speed could not be sustained for five seconds.

Half a ghost candle lasted less than five seconds of burning time. This was an unprecedented horror. Even when he faced a starving ghost, the ghost candle could last at least a minute or two.

"damn it."

Yang Jian's eyes widened suddenly, and he ran forward abruptly.

The second figure appeared, and the ghost candle burned violently again, almost telling him the result.

The first figure in front is Zhang Lei, and the second figure is a ghost.

It was just the burning speed of the ghost candle that interfered with his judgment. He thought it was a ghost in front of him, so the ghost candle burned so violently. Unexpectedly, when the real ghost approaches, the ghost candle burns more than just violently, it burns out instantly.

This is an empirical misjudgment.

As Yang Jian started running, he was getting closer and closer to Zhang Lei in front of him.

But Zhang Lei didn't know, he went on walking instead.

And right in front of him, Li Gui's figure was quickly approaching.

"Zhang Lei, don't go forward, go back." Yang Jian tried to shout.

The voice was cut off by the darkness, and the ghost was interfering with everything around him.

Zhang Lei in front of him didn't hear it at all, he still moved forward in the dark to meet the ghost.

"This unlucky guy." Yang Jian gritted his teeth and didn't stop.

The distance was quickly shortened.

Zhang Lei, who was advancing in the dark, was obviously not walking fast enough, and Yang Jian had already caught up with him at this moment.

Within five meters, Yang Jian's field of vision saw Zhang Lei.

He touched the wall with one hand and moved forward cautiously.

The ghost candle light couldn't cover Zhang Lei's position, so that he didn't know who was behind him at such a close distance.

However, in front of Zhang Lei.

A human figure hidden in the darkness stood stiffly in front of Zhang Lei, and a pair of stiff, cold palms slowly stretched out towards him in the darkness.

Yang Jian recognized these hands.

He robbed himself of the existence of human skin when he was at the shooting range.

At this moment, the ghost chose to attack Zhang Lei.

"Is the judgement distance not enough?" Yang Jian's eyes shrank. Although he was already approaching, the ghost's movements did not stop.

The range for determining the size of a room is not five meters, but within three meters.

Zhang Lei, who was plunged into the darkness, didn’t know what was happening around him. He only knew that a scream came through the darkness just now, which made him realize that another ghost rider had been killed, so he had to Move away from the direction the sound is coming from as quickly as possible.

So he ran in the opposite direction without hesitation, and left the dormitory building through the stairs.

Meeting at the agreed place is already an unlikely thing. What Zhang Lei has to do is to make sure that he survives first, and perhaps have a chance to walk with Yang Jian on the way to escape.

This is the only chance to survive.

At this moment, Zhang Lei, who was moving quickly in the dark, also used his satellite positioning mobile phone to determine the location of Yang Jian.

He saw that Yang Jian's signal had overlapped with himself.

However, there was a certain degree of error in the position of the signal, and he could not accurately tell where Yang Jian was.

Even if two people are one meter apart in the dark, they may miss it.

Zhang Lei hesitated, he didn't know whether he should continue to move forward, or wander around here, looking for traces of Yang Jian.

However, just when he hesitated at this moment.

A cold, stiff hand suddenly appeared on his shoulder in the darkness, and the cold chill penetrated from under his clothes, aroused his inner fear, and made his already tight heart stop beating in an instant. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The most terrifying and worrying thing happened.

The ghost has found himself.

It's over.

There is no thought, only a kind of despair and fear of waiting to die.

Zhang Lei knew the rules and abilities of this ghost very well. He had no brains to suppress other ghosts, he would die when he was alone, and he had the ability to grow.

Now, how many ghosts can this ghost suppress? Five or six?

I don't know the specific number, but Zhang Lei knows very well that he can't resist whether it is five or six.

However, despair and hope came at this same moment.

Suddenly, the surrounding darkness dissipated.

Surrounded by a gloomy green light.

"Zhang Lei, what are you doing here, don't hurry to follow me." Yang Jian's voice sounded from behind, and he roared, grabbing Zhang Lei's arm and pulling back.

"Yang Jian?" He turned his head subconsciously, but Yu Guang glanced in front of him, but he was terrified.

A man with a dead black face, standing in front of him like a stiff corpse, exuding a breath of death and despair, the clothes on his body seemed to be buried in the soil and rotting, and it was also black, but it was vaguely recognizable. , It should be Interpol’s standard clothing.

However, this is the real ghost.

A terrifying ghost bred from the ghost coffin, codenamed "Gui Cha".

He didn't wait for Zhang Lei to see all the characteristics of the ghost in front, nor did he wait for him to see Yang Jian that suddenly appeared behind him.

The gloomy green light around disappeared, and darkness struck again, flooding everyone.

But at this moment, Yang Jian pulled him away from the cold palm.

The ghost candle burned out.

But the confluence is complete.

"go."

Yang Jian roared again, pulling Zhang Lei and leading the others to turn around and ran away.