Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

As a gust of evil wind invaded the entire old house, the time also came to twelve o'clock, and the funeral procession officially ended.

What will greet everyone will be the fourth day of condolences.

Those who were assigned mourning clothes naturally put them on immediately without saying a word.

"Bang! Bang!"

Sudden.

From the direction of the front door of the old house, there were two loud sounds.

Everyone in the old house was shocked.

"Listening to the sound just now, it seems that the door of the old house was pushed open by something." Fan Xing looked in the direction of the door seriously.

Unfortunately, due to the existence of the screen wall, no one could see what exactly opened the door.

Right now.

They suddenly and clearly heard the sound of rapid footsteps invading from outside the ancient house along the door.

Everyone looked at each other.

The ghost is coming!

Everyone's expressions couldn't help but change.

"Damn it, although I knew it would be more dangerous the further back I went, but I didn't expect that the fourth day of condolences would be so dangerous."

Everyone was filled with worry.

They did not expect that the change on the fourth day of condolences would come so quickly.

First, before the time came, the ghost forest began to lose control.

The time has just arrived, and countless evil ghosts have invaded the ancient house.

You know, on the first day, although there were fierce ghosts outside, they only dared to knock on the door. Even if the door was open, they did not dare to set foot here.

Now he breaks into the old house directly.

Even closing the door can't stop it.

This made everyone's hearts twitch.

At this time, the hurried footsteps that invaded the old house had already arrived in the front yard of the old house.

The sound was dense and rapid, as if many people were pouring into the ancient house at this moment.

According to the current speed, I believe these ghosts will invade the lobby area where everyone is present soon.

This made everyone standing in the lobby tense up instantly.

"I don't agree. I don't agree with your distribution plan for mourning clothes."

However, at this moment, the strange ghost controller suddenly said with a ferocious expression.

There were ten people present. Except for Li Yue, Zhou Deng, and Yingying, who voluntarily gave up their mourning clothes, only Yang Xiaohua and this strange ghost master were left without mourning clothes.

Although Yang Xiaohua was not assigned mourning clothes, under Yang Jian's arrangement, she would get Zhou Deng's yellow paper.

Calculating this, basically only this strange ghost master is really in danger.

It is truly a world where only one person is injured.

Before the evil ghost appeared, the ghost controller had no reaction.

But as the evil spirits outside the old house invaded the old house, the ghost controller suddenly felt the terrifying pressure of death.

At this time, he stared at Yang Jian and said:

"Yang Jian, I have been very cooperative with your actions along the way. I don't want to be the one who is sacrificed at this time."

Hearing this, everyone's attention immediately came back.

Everyone looked at him.

At this time, everyone's reaction was very complicated.

Li Yue and Ding Hui looked indifferent, because they didn't know this person at all before the start of this mission.

Didn't even know such a person existed.

Naturally, treat them like strangers.

As for Fan Xing and Zhou Deng, their expressions were more complicated.

Because they have known this ghost master for a longer time.

Spent some time on the bus together.

But apart from that, there is no deeper relationship.

As for Daqiang and Yingying, they don't even know this person.

What's great is that it's just a chance encounter.

Therefore, after the ghost master opened his mouth, no one was willing to stand up for him.

Even the same people who got off the bus were the same.

After all, both Fan Xing and Zhou Deng were in charge of the headquarters. Strictly speaking, they were still colleagues with Yang Jian.

Calculated in this way, it is natural for this ghost controller to be abandoned at this time.

In fact, this ghost controller also understands this.

But he still wanted to struggle.

Otherwise, there really is no chance of survival.

This ghost controller is still very clear about his own strength. From the footsteps coming from the front yard, it is not difficult to tell that there are many evil ghosts invading the old house this time.

Without the mourning clothes, his chance of survival would have been zero.

But it's not much higher.

"There are only a few mourning clothes. There is nothing I can do about it. The reality is so cruel." Yang Jian was silent for a while and then suddenly said:

"As for what you said about being very cooperative with my actions, that's enough. I remember that you were very active when you encouraged me to give up the nails in the coffin."

When he said this, Yang Jian paused for a moment.

He looked closely at this strange ghost master with a strange look in his eyes.

And the ghost controller who was being watched couldn't help but turn his head to the side when facing Yang Jian's gaze.

It seemed that he didn't dare to look at Yang Jian.

At this time, Yang Jian continued:

"Everyone in the supernatural circle knows that I, Yang Jian, am notoriously petty. You don't want me to retaliate with kindness."

Hearing Yang Jian's unsubtle remarks about being petty, everyone's expressions couldn't help but become a little strange.

"This can be regarded as a kind of self-knowledge."

Li Yue said softly with a smile.

Except for Li Yue, no one else smiled.

After all, Li Yue can laugh because of his strength.

In addition, he has a good relationship with Yang Jian.

Even if Yang Jian heard it, he would not care.

But other people do not have Li Yue's strength, and their relationship with Yang Jian is not good enough.

Even if he was laughing in his heart, there was no expression on his face.

And the strange ghost rider, after hearing Yang Jian's words, his eyes were full of unwillingness, and then he gritted his teeth and said:

"So you plan to take this opportunity to get rid of me with the help of the evil ghost?"

At this time, the ghost rider's heart was full of hatred and anger.

He wanted to ignore everything and fight desperately to grab a mourning dress.

But the remaining reason made him dare not act rashly.

Because this Yang Jian is too fierce.

He is not an opponent.

Once he starts fighting, he will definitely die.

In the spiritual circle, you can be weak, but you must have a good eye, otherwise you will die sooner or later.

"Borrowing a knife to kill? It's useless to deal with a ghost rider like you. To be honest, I don't even think about attacking you now.

You didn't get the mourning clothes this time, it can only be said that you are unlucky, that's all.

If I have extra mourning clothes, I definitely don't mind giving you one."

Yang Jian's face was calm and very indifferent.

Since embarking on the path of an alien, Yang Jian's horror has risen to a certain extent.

Now ordinary ghost riders are not taken seriously by him at all.

Yang Jian will not care about the existence of a strange ghost rider.

If this ghost rider is really lucky, in this environment, he can survive the mourning without relying on mourning clothes like Zhou Deng.

Then Yang Jian will not specifically target this ghost rider.

This is his confidence.