Mysterious Recovery

messenger?

Yang Jian got a key message from this person’s words. They didn’t seem to be some people who gathered together in a scattered fashion, and they were curious to find out about the supernatural events, but they had identities, titles, and even identities. Organized.

However, from the name of the messenger, it is known that it is a profession that has been eliminated.

It should have been a popular profession in 20 to 30 years, or even 30 to 40 years ago. With the development of society, the messenger has become a courier and has gradually disappeared from sight.

"It doesn't matter if I read the letter, but I am interested in that thing, I need to check it, and if there is no problem, I will return it to you." Yang Jian said.

Li Yue shook his head and said, "Although we don't know if you are Yang Jian, we can't lose this letter, otherwise we will die miserably. I am very sincere to show it to you for the time being. I hope you Don't make us embarrassed."

"You are in the woods of my house. You are digging and digging. You are suspicious. I am not embarrassed. You are already worthy of you. Just because the person next to you pointed a gun at me, I have enough reason to kill you all. Kill it here." Yang Jian's face instantly became gloomy, his eyes were indifferent, without a trace of emotion.

As soon as his words came out, several people around Li Yue instantly became vigilant. They stared at Yang Jian as if they were ready to fight back.

Yang Jian glanced at him: “I’m not even a ghost master. I can’t hold back my random attack. It’s useless to be nervous. It’s better to change my attitude and think about how I can keep me out of action instead of getting water in my head. Come provoke me."

Is this guy really Yang Jian?

Li Yue's eyes flickered slightly, and he gradually became convinced that he might really be Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City.

Calculating the time should be right. After all, after the new year, Yang Jian returned to his hometown for the New Year. It is possible to appear in this rural area, and the most important thing is the attitude revealed by this person's words and expressions.

He simply doesn't take human life seriously, just like a few ants, he can squeeze to death at will.

Ignore life? No, it should be said that there is no emotion.

This is a characteristic of ghost masters.

"Heh, hehe."

Li Yue smiled, his expression constricted, and he scratched his head a little apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know your forest belongs to your family. I just sent this letter based on the address, and I didn't mean it. Steal something, as long as we finish this thing, we will restore this place to its original state, and then leave quietly."

"We don't know what's in the box that was dug out."

"Give me the letter." Yang Jian stretched out his hand and said, "I have said this for the second time."

Li Yue said with a look of embarrassment: "Yang Jian, this letter is really useless to you. On the contrary, if we lose it, very unfortunate things will happen. It's not that we don't want to give it to you, but we don't want to lose the letter and die. "

"What unfortunate thing will happen if you lose the letter? Tell me." Yang Jian asked, "I'm a little curious."

"There will be ghosts attacking us."

A man next to him said in a low voice: "That attack was almost unavoidable. Of course, there were also a few couriers who successfully escaped an attack by a ghost after losing their letters or failing to deliver them. But the next time The level of terror has doubled."

"Oh, it sounds like you have been cursed by a ghost, and are doing things for some strange things." Yang Jian immediately became serious.

He thought of a ghost.

Zhao Kaiming, who once caused the starvation ghost incident in Dachang City, was the culprit. He was doing things for the ghosts. In the end, he turned the matter out of control and almost killed him, even almost everyone in Dachang City.

Working for ghosts, no matter what the process is, the result is very terrible.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian immediately became murderous, instead of just frightening these people as before.

"Let’s put it this way, we don’t know what we are doing. We only know that when the letter comes down, we are going to send it. The places to send are very strange and dangerous. The mortality rate is very high, but there are also many newcomers. , I’m afraid you don’t know. Two months ago I was a newcomer who didn’t know anything."

Li Yue said that he was not in a good mood to mention this.

At this moment, Yang Jian has already walked step by step: "I don't care if you are cursed and forced, or if you have some lasting difficulties, I know that you are controlled by some ghosts now, and you have done a lot of things. It may cause unimaginable danger outside."

"What do you want to do?" The man with the gun suddenly warned.

"I don’t want to do anything. I just want to keep it alone and want to read your letters. I will kill you all by the way. The saving will become a disaster in the future. I have met some people who are similar to you. What do you like to survive? Dare to do it, to a certain extent, it's crazier than me." Yang Jian said with a cold face, and at the same time he slowly took off the glove of his left hand.

A black, cold, stiff palm was revealed.

"What's a joke? If you kill us, then kill us? I have tolerated you for a long time. Don't be too arrogant. Who knows if you are the real Yang Jian, even if it is the real Yang Jian, we face people like you It's not that there is no room to fight back. You can bite off a piece of your meat even if you are in a hurry."

The slightly thin man raised the gun in his hand, gritted his teeth again, and pointed it at Yang Jian a little bit hideously.

"You have a lot of nonsense, so kill you first. Anyway, you are dead if you can't deliver the letter. It's better to die in my hands." Yang Jian was expressionless, and he walked towards the person head on.

Directly ignored the threat of being pointed at by the gun.

For him now, this thing is useless to him.

"Not good." Li Yue's face changed instantly.

He never thought that this Yang Jian was so decisive, he would come up to kill a few of his people, and would not give a little room for conversation and communication. It was so strong that it was suffocating.

But he has not had time to persuade him.

The conflict occurred.

"boom!"

Under tremendous pressure, a gunshot rang out. The man with the weapon gritted his teeth and took the first step. He didn't dare to gamble that Yang Jian would make the move first, because if he was the person in charge of Dachang City, the moment Yang Jian made it. I would definitely die miserably.

What is more surprising is.

This gun Yang Jian would not have been affected in any way, but there was a strange hole in his chest.

The flesh was torn apart.

A small section of pale white, something like a bone appeared in the wound.

What this gun fired was not a bullet at all, but a human bone, to be precise, a small finger bone.

Although the power of the firearm was not great, it seemed that it contained some kind of supernatural power because of the finger bones that could repel the ghost for a short time.

This is not a supernatural thing, but a very clever method of transformation.

Use some weird things in every way to become a weapon.

Although it is rough, it is indeed effective.

"This is your way to fight against the supernatural? A small section of dead human bones?" Yang Jian expressionlessly took out that section of finger bones, and then squeezed it hard.

The bones shattered.

The remaining supernatural power is not enough to fight it.

In addition, the wound on Yang Jian's chest was quickly recovering, and there was a cold black shadow in the place where the splicing was incomplete, like a ghost hiding under his chest, mending the wound.

"what?"

This scene seemed to have caused a great shock to these people. They opened their eyes wide and felt an inexplicable horror.

A shot that could repel Li Gui for a short time did not cause any hindrance to Yang Jian. Although there was a little wound, everyone could see that the wound was not important at all.

The person who shot was also taken aback at the moment.

He even wondered if he really hit Yang Jian at this moment.

But his short hesitation has already begun to bear the consequences of this initiative~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A cold, black palm appeared on his shoulder, as if someone reached out from behind and patted his shoulder.

Shaking all over, he turned his head subconsciously.

But when he heard the sound of a broken bone in his neck echoing, the man with the gun immediately opened his eyes and died tragically on the spot.

"Some tricks, but they can't make a big difference. If you encounter a real ghost, you will still die without parry. The curse you have suffered has not been able to protect your safety. It seems that the identity of this messenger is not very good." Yang Jian said coldly.

Killing one person first is just a test.

See if there are any other methods that are useless, but it doesn't seem to be right now. The only life-saving thing on this man is the old-fashioned pistol.

A gun that can be used as a bullet.

However, it seems that the number of bullets should not be very large. This kind of special weird thing is definitely not mass-produced, only one or two pieces can be made in a small range.