Mysterious resurgence

After Yang Jian and the group of people on the black boat had a brief contact, neither of them took advantage of each other.

Obviously, the opponent is not the kind of being who can be easily killed. Although these people did not use any means, they were able to block his six-layer ghost realm, and they also had a certain understanding of hatchets and knew how to restrain them.

He wondered whether the hatchet in the hands of the tall man's corpse at the Caesar Hotel was famous in the supernatural circle.

It seems that the previous generation of ghost masters are familiar with it.

"The four people on the other side are not of the same mind. Some want to kill our group, and some are not willing to get involved in this dispute. Otherwise, all four of them would have taken action together just now."

Yang Jian also learned a lot of information after a trial.

The faceless man and the peacemaker did not take action, but the woman was the most determined to take action. The one-eyed man in the lead was hesitant before, but he still preferred to take action.

"These older generation of ghost masters are indeed not simple. It is rare to see Yang Jian not taking advantage when he takes action." Cao Yang saw this scene not far away and said in a low voice.

He and Yang Jian were old acquaintances.

We met after the starving ghost incident in Dachang City. At that time, Yang Jian was still a newcomer and had just joined the headquarters not long ago.

However, due to his understanding of him, Cao Yang understood that Yang Jian had no intention of probing him. He must have rushed to kill the opponent. If he couldn't be killed, it would definitely not be Yang Jian who held back, but The opponent blocked the attack with strength.

But know something.

Nowadays, only a handful of people in the supernatural circle can resist Yang Jian's attack. Cao Yang himself is not confident that he can completely resist it.

"We can take action when necessary. I won't hesitate this time." A Hong said calmly and decisively.

Cao Yang gestured, "Don't worry, wait a little longer, there are still people on the other side who haven't taken action yet. If we take action now, it will only cause trouble. Only when we get the right opportunity can our action play a decisive role."

He wasn't impatient.

At this moment, if they don't take action, it will be more effective than taking action. The other party must be wary of themselves and A Hong.

"You are a very thoughtful young man. Is there some kind of mortal curse on the pieced together supernatural weapon? Is it to prevent it from being taken away easily? It's a pity that you were the only one who did it just now, and there were four of us. "

The curse on the one-eyed old man dissipated at this moment. He was not dead, but there was a solemn look in his eyes.

This person is not on the same level as the paper man who broke into the ancestral hall during the day.

This life is even more terrifying. If you are not careful, you will be killed by him. It seems that this person is the leader of this group of people.

"Number of people has never been the key to victory or defeat in the supernatural circle." Yang Jian stood on the cold, silent lake holding a cracking spear. He glanced slightly at the place where the one-eyed old man had just touched.

The fingerprints are left and the medium is formed.

But this obscure look was noticed by the one-eyed old man. His face changed slightly and he immediately shouted: "Do it."

"Did you notice it? It's a pity it's too late." The hatchet in Yang Jian's hand moved again.

A black ghost shadow covered the cracked spear.

Media trigger.

The figure of a one-eyed old man appeared in front of him. With just one cut, the old man would be dismembered by the curse of the hatchet, and there was no way to stop this attack.

However, just when Yang Jian was about to cut it off, his hand suddenly froze, and his raised arm stopped abruptly in mid-air.

The knife that is about to come into contact with the media cannot be missed again.

"Don't pretend that others don't exist. You were too close to me just now. That knife didn't hit me to death. It's you who is unlucky." The woman said coldly.

I don't know when, the color of Yang Jian's clothes gradually faded, and the style also changed. It turned into something like a shroud worn by a person who was buried. And as this change continued, the color of his skin also changed rapidly. It was dim and black, and the smell of rotting corpses filled the air.

this moment.

Yang Jian felt as if he was being held tightly by a ghost, and his body was as if the ghost was pressing down on the bed, unable to move.

"He can't live. He wears the clothes of the dead and is clothed with the dead."

The woman said: "This is my most dangerous piece of clothing. It must be washed every other day, otherwise the ghosts on the clothes will come out. It took me a lot of effort to sew such a piece of clothing." "

I don’t know when this dead man’s clothing was worn on Yang Jian, or perhaps this clothing does not need to be worn at all. It exists in an incomprehensible way and can be lodged in any piece of clothing.

"What a pity." Boss Liu on the side sighed when he saw this.

Such a murderous garment is indeed very deadly when worn on such a young man.

It seemed that they had taken advantage by taking action just now, but it was a pity that this young man did not understand their methods and fell into the trap.

"Can it be killed?"

The one-eyed old man's pale eye stared at Yang Jian.

"What? You can't trust my clothes?" the woman said with a stern face.

The one-eyed old man said no more. He needed to observe again. After all, the person was still there and he would not let down his guard until he was completely dead.

"Yang Jian." Not far away, A Hong shouted, ready to take action.

Cao Yang gestured: "The results haven't come out yet, why are you so anxious?"

At this moment, Yang Jian peered through his ghost eyes and saw that the clothes he was wearing were not clothes at all, but a ghost. The ghost was sewn into clothes and wrapped him tightly together. , just like a dead person wrapping around your body in a weird posture.

It's scary to watch.

"You want to kill me with just one piece of clothing?"

Yang Jian twisted his neck with difficulty and spit out these words.

"If you keep talking tough when death is imminent, you will never be able to take off the clothes of the dead."

The woman sneered: "Even if you can bear it, how much strength do you have to deal with us?"

"So why do you think I stand on the lake and fight you?"

As Yang Jian spoke, his body began to sink slowly.

He quickly submerged into the lake.

Although his body could not move, and the death suit on his body restricted him, it did not prevent him from sinking.

soon.

Yang Jian's entire body sank into the cold lake water.

There were ripples on the lake.

But Yang Jian has disappeared.

There was no way of knowing how deep he had sunk, only that he had completely disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Sinking into the lake?" Boss Liu hesitated for a moment and looked at the faceless man behind him.

The faceless man remained motionless and did not express any opinions.

The one-eyed old man who was the leader squinted his eyes, as if he felt that this matter would not end so easily, and that the young man would not be killed so easily.

"not good."

Suddenly, the woman realized something and her face suddenly changed: "He wanted to use the lake water to take off the death clothes."

Under normal circumstances, there is no way to take off the death suit.

But these are not normal circumstances.

Yang Jian sank into the lake, and he kept going deeper. Only when he was about to reach the bottom of the lake did the death clothes on his body change.

The clothes that were tight on the body began to become looser, and the buttons on the body were unbuttoned on their own.

Clothes no longer restrained him.

The evil ghost entangled in his body also stopped corroding him at this moment.

In the lake, even evil spirits can sink, let alone this man-made death suit.

soon.

Yang Jian took off the clothes in the water and left them at the bottom of the lake forever.

This thing is indeed dangerous and cannot be left alone or returned to the woman.

"Wow!"

After a while.

There were waves on the calm lake surface, and Yang Jian rushed out of the lake again. He was wet all over, but the dead man's clothes were gone.

"Let's continue."

Yang Jian raised the spear in his hand again.

The medium triggers and cuts again.

This time there was no more accidents, the one-eyed old man's medium was beheaded directly.

moment.

The one-eyed old man standing on the black boat felt a strong sense of crisis.

"Are you coming for me again?" The one-eyed old man squinted his eyes slightly. He felt that Yang Jian was attacking him, but he could not resist.

Because there is no way to stop this kind of supernatural attack, you can only resist it by yourself.

next moment.

A hideous gash appeared on the one-eyed old man's neck, and then the gash suddenly tore open.

Blood splattered.

A human head lost its support and fell directly from the neck.

"Oops."

Boss Liu on the side shrank his eyes when he saw this, and hurriedly reached out to catch the fallen head to prevent it from falling into the ghost lake and unable to be salvaged.

"It is indeed a knife that can dismember even a fierce ghost, but it is only dismemberment."

However, the one-eyed old man could still speak with his eyes open after his head was detached from his neck. He stared at Yang Jian, letting the blood flow from his body.

"You can't die like this? Sure enough, you are also a weirdo." There were also cracks on Yang Jian's neck.

The curse is mutual, but he has ghosts that can splice bodies together, so that makes up for the side effects.

"It's so easy to be killed. I would have died a long time ago. If I live a long time, I always have some means."

The one-eyed old man said: "Put my head back and see who of the two of us recovers faster."

Boss Liu's expression changed, and he immediately placed the head on the body again.

The blood was still flowing, but the skin and flesh on the wound was squirming, as if it was healing, and actually growing back.

Without controlling the ghost, the one-eyed old man's recovery speed was comparable to that of the ghost.

"Drive the boat over. He himself was stabbed and felt uncomfortable. This is an opportunity. If he still has the means, use your clothes to block him. This young man is really fierce. I am not sure about killing him." The one-eyed old man He said in a low voice again.

"Okay." The woman sneered.

The black boat rippled and approached Yang Jian.

"Get ready to take action." Cao Yang signaled to A Hong.

Once the other party crosses the line, he and Ahong will take action, and they must not let them do whatever they want.

However, just when the boat was about to set foot in the lake where Yang Jian was located.

Suddenly.

A strange voice broke the oppressive atmosphere.

"Woof~!"

A low growl of a vicious dog suddenly echoed over the ghost lake.

"What?" The four people on the black boat paused immediately.

I don't know when there was a huge reflection under the lake where Yang Jian was. That reflection was not a living person, nor Yang Jian himself, but the figure of a black vicious dog.

There is obviously no vicious dog on the lake, but there is the reflection of the vicious dog under the lake.

When such an abnormality appeared, not only the people across the street, but also Yang Jian himself was stunned for a moment.

But soon, Yang Jian realized something.

"Dog barking? Wait, could it be the dog in the ghost dream?" He immediately recalled his experience in his hometown.

He looked down.

Under the water of the lake, his reflection turned into a black vicious dog at some point. This vicious dog bared its teeth and roared, full of ferocity.

"This is a dog that can only appear in dreams. It has controlled the existence of ghost dreams. Although ghost dreams do not exist in reality, they can invade from dreams into reality through the medium of water. Could it be said that this Did the dog succeed?" Yang Jian's expression changed uncertainly.

He himself couldn't even understand why the dog suddenly appeared here.

Yang Jian didn't know what happened in his memory.

"Wow!"

But the next moment, Yang Jian's suspicion became reality.

As the water splashed, a vicious dog that was just a reflection jumped out of the water and appeared in reality.

This vicious dog was as big as a calf, with a dark body and a pair of strange and fierce eyes, staring at the four people on the black boat opposite.

"A dog?" Boss Liu opened his eyes wide, as if he had seen something extraordinary.

The faceless man on the side moved his fingers and wrote a sentence: "This is a ghost."

"An incredible masterpiece."

The one-eyed old man's neck was still bleeding, but he was still surprised and suspicious when he looked at the vicious dog on the lake.

"Isn't it just a strange dog? It can also be a monster." The woman said coldly.