Mysterious Recovery

Yang Jian's actions proceeded smoothly.

And Huang Ziya, who ran all the way with the ghost candle in the dark, was already at her limit. Her legs softened, and she staggered and fell onto the hard concrete road. This fall made her head dizzy and almost didn't faint. In the past, the ghost candle in his hand was also directly extinguished because of this wrestling.

She wanted to find the ghost candle, but she didn't know where she fell. Fear and fear made her panting and breathing more intense.

The surroundings were still quiet and weird, but Huang Ziya could feel a cold breeze blowing nearby, which made her horrified, she did not dare to continue looking for the ghost candle, but was thinking about saving her life in this way.

After all, I have already delayed this time, it should be enough.

Just when she was about to stand up, suddenly, something seemed to be hanging down behind her back. At the same time, she felt something touching on her arms and legs, rough and gentle, like weeds caught by the wind. The blow touched his body, giving people a sense of harmlessness.

But what this gentle prelude brings is a sign of terror.

moment.

In the dark, an old straw rope directly locked her neck, almost cut her bones, and directly hung her whole person.

The slow speed of the ghost rope is the only drawback, but no matter how fast it is, it still catches up with Huang Ziya.

She was attacked.

And this attack is irresistible, because even if she used her ghost power to withstand a ghost rope attack, the countless subsequent attacks would still be unable to withstand it, and she would eventually die in the ghost's resuscitation.

Huang Ziya didn't even think of resisting it. The moment she was lifted, she immediately threw out a weird doll in her hand.

The rag doll was stained with blood, and it was on her other hand.

What she said is also a ghost wielder who participated in the training. The quality is not that bad. Before that, she was ready to smear the blood on the doll at any time.

After the crooked rag doll stitched with old cloth and black hair fell on the ground, it turned over and stood up strangely, then twisted his head, as if looking at the surrounding situation, looking around very curiously.

Because his body was stained with Huang Ziya's blood.

This weird doll seems to have replaced Huang Ziya's existence. The ghost rope that attacked her before changed its direction again and hung towards the doll.

Huang Ziya, who was hanging in the air, suddenly loosened her neck and fell to the ground.

"Yes, it's useful, that Yang Jian really didn't lie to me." She ignored the pain, and in the darkness she showed the joy of escaping from death.

Ragdoll seemed to feel that the ghost rope was about to attack it, and started to run on the ground flexibly and quickly with those short legs.

A ghost rope floated, and the doll jumped up directly, passed through the noose on the ghost rope, and continued to jump and ran forward.

When a tree is blocking the way, the doll will go around, and when it touches a step, it will climb over the step.

I jumped and walked flexibly along the way, avoiding the ghost ropes hanging down from the sky. The nooses tried to catch the rag doll like traps, but they all failed. Even after avoiding multiple attacks, Ragdoll will stop and clap his hands, appearing very happy.

The survivability of this rag doll seems to be very good, and the ghost rope has no way to take it for a while.

However, rag dolls will be consumed.

Because it is made of old rags stitched together, the quality is not very good. After a period of running for this doll, due to friction with the concrete road on the ground, the old rags began to wear and crack. , Something seemed to leak out inside, like white white paper.

At the same time, one of Ragdoll's legs seemed to be lame, and her movements were no longer so flexible, and she limped as she walked.

But it was still struggling to escape, and the ghost rope behind it was chasing.

Because the doll touched a step, the short body could not go over smoothly and could only climb up, so the action was a step slower, a rope touched the body of the doll, and it was also wrapped in the cloth without any suspense. The doll's neck was directly tightened to hang it up.

But the size of the doll was too small. When the ghost rope was tightened, it didn't wrap its neck. It only locked one of its hands and hung it directly.

Ragdoll broke free violently, and finally gave up an arm, broke free of the ghost rope, smoothly landed on the ground, and continued to run in other directions.

But continue in accordance with this trend.

In the end, the doll will definitely die due to excessive wear and tear.

But before it died, Huang Ziya was safe.

And this time.

Yang Jian's actions have reached the final juncture.

But something went wrong.

The ghost's face could not be smoothly spliced ​​up, it was still stuck to the old newspaper.

Yes.

The ability to splice faces used to be necessary for Yang Jian to cooperate with headless ghosts, but now the ghosts in his body are suppressed, this ability cannot be used, and the face naturally cannot be installed.

"Wang Jiang, let go." Yang Jian said hurriedly at this time.

"What?" Wang Jiang was shocked at the moment: "Do you really want me to let go?"

"Yes, let go of the restrictions and let the ghost resume some actions. Only in this way can my plan succeed." Yang Jian said.

If this ghost has the instinct to capture other ghosts, then it should also have the ability to retrieve its own face, after all, it can even be spliced ​​together with other ghosts.

"Okay. Okay." Wang Jiang didn't ask why, since Yang Jian said this, then he did it.

Immediately, Wang Jiang released his hand and no longer grasped the arm of the corpse.

The moment he let go.

Zhang Lei and Yang Jian obviously felt this stiff corpse move.

But at the same time, the old newspaper stuck to the corpse slowly fell down, the face on it was gone, and it was smoothly spliced ​​onto the ghost's body.

It retrieved its face.

At the same time, Yang Jian said again: "Wang Jiang will come back to suppress it."

Wang Jiang became more confused, but he still approached the ghost without hesitation.

In doing so, Yang Jian only needs to let the ghost get his face back, but he can't continue to indulge in the ghost's activities, otherwise the ghost may invalidate the ability to tamper with the memory.

"Will it be useful?"

Although the plan has changed a little, his heart is particularly uneasy.

next moment.

Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang, and even the half-dead Qian Yi, obviously felt that their abilities had lost their suppression and resumed their actions.

The plan to make this thing misjudge the number of its own ghosts succeeded.

"It's now." Yang Jian's ghost hand that was trapped in the corpse resumed action. He seized the only opportunity to quickly invade the ghost's body and began to take away a key part of it.

at the same time.

This stiff and black corpse suddenly fell to the ground, as if it had lost some kind of weird support and turned into an ordinary corpse.

"Yang Jian, what's going on?" Zhang Lei pressed on the fallen corpse, panicking a little.

"Nothing, the ghost restarted, we restricted it, and it abandoned its identity." Yang Jian slowly pulled his arm back from the corpse at this moment.

Zhang Lei's eyes widened: "How is it possible? We have clearly checked the number, and there is no limit."

He simply couldn't understand what Yang Jian did before.

"Now is not the time to ask this, but to see if we can get out of here." Yang Jian's unconscious arm retracted.

Immediately his face condensed.

A black mark was left on his arm. This black mark took on a diamond shape, resembling the shape of the coffin nail in Wang Xiaoming's hand, and also like a special piece of flesh and blood, which has replaced a part of himself and became himself. The upper part of the arm.

"The coffin nails of the three ghosts turned into a mass of black flesh and blood because of the existence of the ghosts. They are now taken by me, and they are spliced ​​on my body because of the headless ghosts, and merged with the ghost hands to form A new thing."

His hand remained in the ghost's body for a long time, and some unpredictable change occurred.

Feel the other changes in the body.

Yang Jian also found that the impulse of the headless ghost to change the body disappeared~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The ghost hand that was forcibly spliced ​​on the body also appeared calm and could move freely, even the restlessness of the ghost eye about to recover was gone. .

"A new balance?"

The coffin nail made by the three ghosts should be able to suppress the three ghosts. After all, this thing belongs to the ghost and possesses some of the characteristics of this ghost. Now Yang Jian's body happens to be three ghosts, ghost hands, and headless ghosts. And ghost eyes, so his own ghost was suppressed.

And because the coffin nail was in a dead state, it was temporarily unable to recover.

In other words, Yang Jian has now reached a perfect balance.

"So, my hand is terrible?" Yang Jian looked at his unconscious arm.

Although the skin of the arm was dark, the palm of his hand was cold, pale without a trace of blood, and the great contrast seemed weird, but he could feel that this hand was already a new ghost.

A ghost that cannot be understood because of various coincidences.

A ghost that can be perfectly controlled at present.

While he was examining himself, Zhang Lei suddenly pointed to the distance and said in surprise; "Yang Jian, look at it, the ghost realm is disappearing."

Hearing these words, Yang Jian suddenly raised his head.

Sure enough, he saw the darkness condensed in the distance, and he was leaving quickly towards a place. At the same time, the surrounding light was getting brighter, and he even saw the morning sun behind him.

At first glance, the darkness that has gone away reveals the shape of a coffin. If it is a little further away, it is simply a black coffin moving, which makes people feel embarrassed.

"This is what the ghost coffin really looks like...A ghost, a ghost domain?" Yang Jian's eyes shrank.

It feels that this ghost coffin is becoming more mysterious.

Wait, the direction that ghost left is... the laboratory.