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Chapter 110 Discovery

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    Among the thirty-six strategies, what is the best strategy?

    Going is the best plan.

    Yang Jian felt something was wrong, so he slipped away first, so what if he controlled two ghosts.

    In the face of the incomprehensible ability of the ghost in front of him, even if he controls three ghosts, he is still weak, and there is no difference at all.

    It was not easy to prolong the recovery time of Li Gui this time, and temporarily saved his life. How could he die here carelessly.

    When the dense fog enveloped the mourning hall, he immediately got into the ghost coffin.

    The coffin was dark and depressing.

    Other than that, there is no special feeling.

    On the contrary, there is a little diaphragmatic response, as if something is pressed underneath, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

    No matter how you look at it, it's just a normal coffin.

    "By the way, the lid of the coffin hasn't been closed yet."

    Yang Jian noticed that the lid of the coffin hadn't been closed yet.

    The coffin and the coffin lid should be together, perhaps without both, the true use of this ghost coffin cannot be brought into play.

    He immediately put the lid on the coffin again.

    "Bang~!"

    With a slight sound, the coffin lid was tightly closed on the coffin.

    All light is gone.

    Lying in the coffin, Yang Jian seemed to be swallowed by darkness, even if he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything.

    "that's all?"

    Later, he frowned.

    I still don't feel anything abnormal, it's still so normal.

    etc.

    Suddenly.

    Yang Jian felt something strange.

    He found that his body was slowly sinking as if the coffin lying behind him was constantly sinking.

    No, no, the body is not sinking, but disappearing.

    Yang Jian's body was melting bit by bit. During this period, he felt neither pain nor death, and he didn't feel any fear at all, as if this kind of disappearance wasn't really disappearing, but the beginning of some kind of new life.  , He even felt a kind of expectation for unknown changes in his heart.

    soon.

    His whole body completely disappeared in the coffin.

    But after he disappeared, he was conscious again, and he could feel that he was still in the coffin.

    It's just that there is no body.

    Very contradictory feeling.

    But it's so real.

    It seems that Yang Jian has separated from the human body and gradually turned into a different kind of existence.

    This kind of alternative existence is very similar to somethingthat is ghosts.

    "Could it be that this ghost coffin can transform people into ghosts?"

    Yang Jian's consciousness was very clear, and he made a bold guess, which shocked even himself.

    If this is the case, this ghost coffin is too terrifying.

    However, this phenomenon seems to make sense, why the criminal policeman Feng Quanneng stayed in this coffin for several months without eating or drinking and he would not die.

    If he really turned into a ghost a ghost with human consciousness can indeed do this.

    "No, no, if the person in the coffin becomes a ghost, how can he get out? When Feng Quan left the coffin, he had a physical body, not in the form of a ghostthis ghost coffin  There must be some kind of weird and special use, but I haven't figured it out yet, so I don't know it."

    Yang Jian thought to himself.

    Although it is not clear what is going on, but in this state, no one can kill himself.

    No ghost can kill itself.

    And consciousness seems to be able to extend outward with the help of the ghost coffin.

    It's like the feeling that the body stays in the coffin, but the soul can fly out.

    Own.

    It seems to be everywhere in this village.

    He saw everything that happened in the mourning hall.

    The thick fog no longer blocked his vision.

    However at this moment.

    The confrontation outside seems to be over.

    The body of the man in the portrait is already highly decomposed at this moment, leaving only a skeleton, and some flesh sticking to it, hideous and terrifying.

    Feng Quan is not feeling well at the moment.

    Excessive use of the power of the ghost, and during the long-term confrontation, his state is also?? Bad.

    The numb eyes reveal a kind of tiredness and pain, and the pale and bloodless face is deeply sick.

    He is now like the most swallowed patient in the hospital.

    Just seeing it makes people shudder.

    "Although this ghost's ability is unsolvable, it has an upper limit. To deal with that Zhang Han, the ghost Yang Jian is already at his limit In a one-on-one situation, there is no ghost master who can be this powerful."  The opponent of the game will definitely die if he is alone, but right now, I still have a slight advantage."

    "However, if I use the power of a ghost for a long time, even if I control two ghosts, it still feels very bad."

    "It's time for this matter to come to an end."

    Feng Quan walked aside, and he picked up the suitcase on the ground.

    The golden suitcase is very strong, and it is the most suitable for detaining this ghost.

    The man on the portrait took a step forward slowly.

    However, the next moment, its body completely collapsed.

    Like a built-up building block, the bones, legs, and feet all separated from the body in an instant, and fell to the ground to form limbs all over the ground.

    But the rotten human head is still moving.

    did not die.

    Feng Quan seemed to have expected this a long time ago. He walked over with the suitcase, and then picked up the ghost's bones, flesh, hands, feet, and head one by one on the ground and stuffed them all in after a while  .

    Lock it, seal it, all in one go.

    After the ghost was imprisoned, the things it suppressed before were released immediately.

    Already passed out on the ground, Zhang Han's bloody corpse began to retreat slowly into his body at this moment.

    The headless ghost standing still in place turned into a shadow, quickly shrank back, and finally disappeared somewhere.

    However, the ghost domain shrouded in red light is uncharacteristically at this time.

    Not only did it not disappear, but it began to spread out rapidly.

    This is no longer covering a distance of 20 meters or 30 meters.

    Instead, in the blink of an eye, the ghost realm enveloped the entire village.

    The whole village has entered Yang Jian's ghost domain.

    "Yang Jian, the matter is over."

    Feng Quan said in a deep voice; "Hurry up and get out of the ghost coffin, you can't stay with that thing."

    However, the next moment.

    The coffin snapped open.

    Yang Jian's body once again condensed in the darkness, returning to its previous appearance.

    He sat up abruptly as if he had seen a ghost.

    "The ghost is still there."

    Cold sweat broke out on Yang Jian's forehead as he said such a sentence.

    "What?"

    Feng Quan frowned; "The matter here has been settled, and now you have nothing to do with you, get out of here quickly, and I will contact other people to deal with the aftermath."

    "I said, the ghost is still there, are you deaf?"

    Yang Jian jumped out of the ghost coffin, and said with a ferocious face; "You are not lying in the ghost coffin for any balance, nor to suppress this ghost Your most important purpose is to get  This ghost coffin, turn yourself into a real ghost, do you think you just successfully imprisoned the ghost here?"

    "I entered the ghost coffin just now, and I can judge from my own feelings that the ghost here has no form at all, it is a consciousness."

    "The man in the portrait is a ghost, but his appearance is nothing more than that of all the villagers, no, it should be a fusion of the appearances of all the people who died here that is the most perfect image that this ghost thinks."

    "What you are destroying now is just an image of it."

    As if to confirm Yang Jian's words.

    A clear sound of footsteps sounded from outside the dark house again.

    Feng Quan narrowed his eyes, and the suitcase in his hand fell to the ground with a plop.

    Did he misunderstand the existence of this ghost?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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