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"Why did Zhao Kaiming tell me this? He can completely avoid revealing so much information to me."
"And his attack on me is more like a temptation, a test of my ability, rather than a determination to succeed, otherwise he will definitely entangle me and use the appearance of the source ghost to kill me. Dragged to death in school, after all, he can even walk in my ghost domain, which means he can let other ghost babies in."
Yang Jian frowned.
Vaguely feel that Zhao Kaiming's so much nonsense is deliberately reminding himself, revealing the secret of the ghost beside him to himself, so that he can take precautions.
When did this guy become so kind.
"However, according to what he said, he wants the ghost to take the body of the starving ghost and resurrect him. This plan seems to be proceeding smoothlybut it doesn't matter if the ghost succeeds, to me They all look the same, and they still have to deal with the starving ghost, but their identities have changed, there is no difference."
Yang Jian thought for a while, since it didn't affect his actions, then he didn't care.
However, he was in a hurry. Now that Zhao Kaiming was attacking the source ghost, if he could get the coffin nail before he died, he might be able to benefit from it.
Just a few seconds.
Yang Jian has already appeared on the pedestrian street, which is where he was when he escaped from school.
Very precise.
"Come and let me see where the door is."
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, his world was filled with scarlet, and then the red light flashed, and a school building suddenly appeared in front of him.
He is standing at the gate of the school now, seeing the situation of No.7 Middle School in front of him.
This is to use ghost domain to simulate the scene when he was in school, in this way he can find the original way.
"My current position is at the gate of the original school. There is no mistake. That is Wang Shanshan, this is Zhang Wei, and that is Miao Xiaoshan This is my position." Yang Jian replayed the scene and confirmed own orientation.
"From now on, I'll go back to the toilet on the third floor."
Yang Jian can change his position at will through the ghost domain. He walked through the campus playground, but in reality he walked through an alley and turned towards the teaching building, but in reality he passed a road.
When I came to the teaching building, I was actually standing in front of a temple.
Hongfa Temple in Dachang City.
Walking up the three floors is actually walking up the three steps of this temple.
Standing at the door of the toilet is actually standing in front of the main hall of this temple.
"The real address is in this temple?" Yang Jian was stunned.
It's a bit unbelievable, but there should be no mistakes in his positioning method for the replay of the scene. Even if there is a deviation, it is absolutely impossible to make a big difference, at most within ten meters.
"I've been to this Hongfa Temple several times before. It's a small temple. It doesn't seem to have that door."
"No, it's below."
Yang Jian found a basement under the Hongfa Temple through the ghost domain. In the basement, he also saw several monks avoiding disasters in it. It seems that this is a relatively hidden place in the temple, and only people inside know about it.
Of course, he also saw the door.
Yang Jian walked in without hesitation, and came directly to this basement.
Looking at the style of the basement, it doesn't look like it was built in modern times. It should be about the same age as this Hongfa Temple, and the very old blue bricks are used.
At the end of the basement, is the door.
The old wooden door.
But at this time, he saw that the old wooden door was covered with gold leaf, it was closed firmly, and it was locked again.
"Someone has been here before." Yang Jian thought to himself.
Sticking to the gold foil, he couldn't affect the ghost domain, he could only tear it open, open the door and go in.
"Who, who is there?" Just as he was acting, a voice sounded from the dim passage.
A bald man in plain clothes came over with a flashlight when he heard the movement.
"You, what are you doing? Don't hurry to let go, the door can't be opened, my God, how did you slip in." The bald man was shocked when he saw Yang Jian's movements.
Yang Jian turned around and said, "Master, do you know what's inside this door?"
He recognized this bald head, the abbot of Hongfa Temple, and he had seen it twice when he came to play.
"Don't ask thatThere are so many, come here quickly. "The bald master turned pale with fright, as if he knew there was something terrible in it.
However, Yang Jian didn't stop and continued to tear off the gold leaf; "I want to go in and get something to imprison this ghost in Dachang City and solve this supernatural incident."
Hearing this, the bald master stopped: "Do you want to take the magic pestle?"
"Subduing Demon Pestle? No, it's a coffin nail." Yang Jian said.
However, he thought about it for a while, and it seemed that the two things were similar in shape and close to similar. Maybe the demon-subduing pestle that the bald master was talking about was the coffin nail.
"You took away the subduing pestle, and something very scary will come out." The bald master said.
Yang Jiandao; "If I don't take that thing, the whole Dachang City will be hopeless. Master, you know a lot. Can you tell me who told me?"
"This is a secret passed down from generation to generation in Hongfa Temple. Only the abbots of the past generations know it. Are you sure you want to use that thing to save Dachang City?" asked the bald master.
Yang Jiandao: "Very sure, and I don't have so much time to explain to you, you can't stop me if you want to, master, let's save some time."
The bald master's complexion changed, and finally heaved a long sigh: "Then I won't stop you, you go and get that magic pestle. When the opportunity comes, maybe it's time for the magic pestle to be born."
Yang Jian was slightly taken aback. He looked at the monk and felt that he knew something.
A secret passed down from generation to generation?
This is somewhat similar to the dilapidated house in the Republic of China period in Guanjiang Community.
It's a pity that the old man who guarded the house in the period of the Republic of China died, and there is no successor. Otherwise, some unknown secrets would definitely be explored.
"After I finish solving the incident in Dachang City, I will come back and talk to you, master when I have time." Yang Jian tore off all the gold foil and pushed it lightly.
The door opens.
The door lock breaks automatically.
A cold wind blew over, making people's hairs stand on end, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.
"Young man, be careful, my dead master said that there are evil spirits imprisoned by the former eminent monks." The bald monk trembled in fear.
"Got it." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he walked in directly.
He has been here once and is not afraid.
Sure enough, the guess was correct.
familiar place.
A desolate, lifeless dark space.
There is only one moldy, moss-covered green wall behind.
Ordinary people must be scared to death when they walk into this place.
"The scratches are still there, so it's right here."
Yang Jian looked back and saw that there were still many hideous scratches on the wall, with blood remaining on them. Although it had turned black, judging from the marks, it seemed that they were left only a few months ago, not too long.
This scratch was left by Duan Peng and Zheng Fei, who were brought in together by his own revenge.
Tick ??tick, tick tick~!
The sound of dripping water came from the dark space.
Slight, small, but so obvious, it is especially clear in a dark environment.
Yang Jian didn't use his own eyes to see, the place was pitch black and he couldn't see clearly, so he opened his ghost eyes.
Under the ghost's eyes, the surroundings are no longer dark, and everything can be seen clearly.
A bone tree is rooted on the ground, and there are many weird things hanging on it, including dry human heads, old rags and a three-meter-high tree is nailed to the trunk of a bone tree. huge black silhouette.
It has a human silhouette, but no human facial features. It is just a black shadow condensed, a bit like a headless ghost.
But it is different from the headless ghost.
This thing has a body.
A rusty coffin nail pierced through the tall black shadow's chest and nailed it to the tree.
The ticking sound was the black blood dripping from the wound.
"I really didn't expect that I would come back here again one day." Yang Jian saw the position of the head of this huge black shadow.
There was a vacancy in that place, as if an eye was missing.
Knowing that once this thing is released, it may be very scary, but there is no way to do it now, he urgently needs this coffin nail.
In order to collect information, he first took out his mobile phone and took several photos of this thing, so that he could study it for Wang Xiaoming in the future, so that he would not know how to fight against this thing in the future.
"I really don't know if it's right or wrong to release this thing in order to deal with starving ghosts." Yang Jian hesitated, but he still reached out to grab the coffin nail.
However, when he was about to touch it, he hesitated for a while, turned around and went to the door to pick up several pieces of gold leaf that had been torn off just now, and wrapped it up first.
Grasping one end of the coffin nail through the gap of gold leaf.
I don't know if it's because of the isolation of the gold foil, but he doesn't have any special feeling, but this precautionary measure is still to be taken.
Because of the ghost baby, Yang Jian just pulled back.
The coffin nails nailing the huge black shadow were successfully removed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)Whether it is right or wrong to release this thing. "Yang Jian was very hesitant, but he still reached out to take the coffin nail.
However, when he was about to touch it, he hesitated for a while, turned around and went to the door to pick up several pieces of gold leaf that had been torn off just now, and wrapped it up first.
Grasping one end of the coffin nail through the gap of gold leaf.
I don't know if it's because of the isolation of the gold foil, but he doesn't have any special feeling, but this precautionary measure is still to be taken.
Because of the ghost baby, Yang Jian just pulled back.
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