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Chapter 271 - Lure the Specter

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    Holding the rusty coffin nails in his hands, Yang Jian felt as if he was holding the last hope of Dachang City, extremely dignified.

    He believed that this thing would be able to limit the source ghost.

    If not, then Dachang City is really hopeless. Even if he has the ability to directly contact the source ghost, it is impossible to imprison that ghost.

    "After removing the coffin nails, what about this thing" Yang Jian looked at the three-meter-high black shadow still attached to the bone tree.

    There is no movement for the time being.

    I don't know if it's because I fell into a deep sleep because of the restriction for too long, or if this thing is not as scary as I imagined.

    do not care.

    I can take care of this end, but not the other end.

    Now Dachang City is about to become a purgatory on earth, let¡¯s talk about it after passing the current hurdle,

    Yang Jian ignored it, turned around and left.

    Outside the door, the bald master was still fidgeting and waiting there. When he saw Yang Jian coming out, he immediately asked, "What's going on inside? Are there really evil spirits? Is that the demon pestle in your hand?"

    "There is no incident, please explain more to the master. You should close this door immediately and keep it away from here. I can't guarantee whether the things inside will leave there. Now I have more important things to do." Yang Jian knew  After taking the coffin nails by myself, it's dangerous here.

    But now that's all there is to it.

    As soon as he finished speaking, he left directly with Huangquan.

    The bald master was startled when he saw Yang Jian suddenly disappearing in front of his eyes, and when he realized it, he hurriedly closed the door trembling.

    But when he shined the flashlight inside, he froze again.

    There is no dark room behind the wooden door, only an old bluestone brick wall.

    The weird place before seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

    "Damn it." The bald master became more and more panicked.

    And Yang Jian, who took the coffin nails, rushed to the No. 7 Middle School at this time, and this distance is nothing at all in the case of possessing the ghost domain.

    "Ten minutes, from leaving the No. 7 Middle School to coming back, it only took me ten minutes to get the coffin nails. I don't know how that Zhao Kaiming is doing? Has he survived this period of time?"

    Yang Jian came to the gate of the No. 7 Middle School, holding the rusty coffin nail in his hand, preparing for the formal detention.

    However, the campus of the No. 7 Middle School has undergone different changes from before.

    The previously densely packed, motionless ghost babies all disappeared at this time.

    Yes.

    Not mistaken, Yang Jian glanced around, but did not find a ghost baby.

    "During the time I left, there have been many changes that I don't know about." Yang Jian secretly guessed in his heart.

    "Has the source ghost left? Or is Zhao Kaiming's plan successful?"

    With this doubt in my heart.

    Look carefully.

    Now that Yang Jian had confidence, he was no longer so wretched. He opened the available ghost eyes one by one, and the ghost domain continued to spread out from within a range of ten meters.

    From ten meters, to twenty meters, and then thirty meters Under the pressure of the surrounding area, his ghost domain can only reach a range of one hundred meters.

    This is the limit.

    Go deep into the school and start a carpet-like search. You must find the source of the ghost, and time cannot continue to be wasted.

    "That is?"

    Suddenly, Yang Jian's expression changed, he disappeared in place, and appeared directly in a classroom on the top floor of a teaching building.

    A satellite positioning mobile phone is placed on the podium in the classroom.

    At this time, a sentence was playing repeatedly on the satellite positioning mobile phone: Yang Jian, when you received this voice, my plan had already succeeded, and it was in the school. Do you have a way to get rid of that thing?

    "That guy left this for me on purpose, he knew I would come back?" Yang Jian frowned, walked over, and turned off the recording.

    The plan was successful?

    Does this mean that Zhao Kaiming's ghost has been resurrected through the body of the starving ghost?

    The two ghosts were superimposed together.

    "Step, step, step~!"

    At this time, Yang Jian suddenly heard a series of footsteps from outside the corridor, like a person wearing leather shoes passing by, the footsteps were very clear.What the ghost needs, the appearance just now is the best proof.

    Along with the black and blue haze, it invaded the ghost domain.

    The surroundings seem to be getting colder and colder.

    Silent, cold, and dark, with an extremely terrifying ghost hovering around.

    Under this kind of environment, what is tested is not a person's guts, but a person's willpower. Even a ghost master may collapse under such a life-and-death test.

    Yang Jian was expressionless, as if he didn't feel the slightest bit of fear, standing there like a corpse, motionless.

    Ten minutes passed.

    Except for the footsteps that appeared at the beginning, there has been no movement.

    Twenty minutes passed, and there was still no movement around.

    Thirty minutes passed, and Yang Jian's ghost domain gradually became a little darker, and the black and blue haze intruding into it had gradually increased.

    "Is that thing wasting time with me? Does it want to consume my ghost domain, or does this thing sense the threat of the coffin nail and become jealous?" Yang Jian frowned deeply.

    It's a bit unusual that there's been no movement for so long.

    "Selling a flaw to that thing, the bait is not attractive enough, I'm afraid this thing won't be fooled, it will choose the safest method to kill me."

    Yang Jian felt that it was not an option to wear it down, so he completely wrapped the coffin nail in his hand with gold leaf.

    If the ghost can perceive the threat of the coffin nail, then this may be able to block the perception of that thing.

    Actively shrink the ghost domain again.

    Go slowly.

    From the range of one meter to half a meter

    But in the haze that Yang Jian couldn't see, behind him, there was only less than two meters away.

    A humanoid silhouette stood there dead silent.

    It was wearing an old shroud. Under the shroud, there was a strange finger growing on a pair of black and blue palms that looked like they were about to rot. The dry and strange fingers were completely different from other fingers.

    On the extremely thin body, the belly is bulging, like a beer belly, and something can be vaguely seen wriggling inside, like a human head rolling, or a human face screaming.

    The black and blue dead face was stiff and numb, and a pair of dark pupils without pupils looked at the front strangely.

    If you distinguish carefully, you can see it.

    This person isZhou Zheng.

    The criminal policeman Zhou Zheng who died in school, died of a ghost baby.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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