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Yang Jian lit the ghost candle, and the white ghost candle ignited a black flame, emitting black light. At this time, the ghost domain that was originally covered by red light seemed to be corroded by a layer of darkness. An indescribable feeling appeared in my heart.
It seemed that the ghost eyes were restless, and an inexplicable fear was born again.
It seems that if this ghost candle continues to burn, terrible things will happen here.
The white ghost candle was originally a failed product derived from the red ghost candle.
Although this kind of characteristic that can attract ghosts is very special in a sense, it is also quite terrifying, especially if it is ignited in such a supernatural place, no one can be sure that it will eventually attract the above things.
If you are lucky, you may be able to attract the ghost that controls Zhao Lei.
If you are unlucky, it will attract unknown horrors, and this kind of horror may not be the only one.
"Ten seconds, you must not lie to me that you must extinguish this candle within 30 seconds." Xiong Wenwen looked at the cartoon watch in his hand and said very nervously.
Yang Jian's face was solemn and his whole body was tense. He didn't answer Xiong Wenwen's words, because he had to concentrate and pay attention to any movement around him.
Thirty seconds was not a long time, on the contrary it was very short, but at this moment he felt as if the time had slowed down countless times all of a sudden, and the brewing atmosphere around him was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
It's only fifteen seconds.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside the restaurant. The sound of footsteps was very heavy. Every step seemed to bear the weight of the body, and there was no echo at all. Moreover, the sound of footsteps was extremely abrupt, wasn¡¯t it? There are those who walk slowly from far and near, but appear outside out of thin air.
Xiong Wenwen opened his eyes wide and turned around in an instant to look in the direction of the door behind him.
There is no doubt that the heavy footsteps outside the aisle were directed at this.
The ghost candle worked, and a certain ghost hidden in the hotel was attracted.
Only about five seconds later, the sound of footsteps stopped suddenly, and through the dim restaurant door, a tall black human silhouette could be vaguely seen from behind the blurred glass door, standing there abruptly.
Black candles flickered.
I don't know if it's the shadows reflected on Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen, or there is really an unknown person standing behind the gate.
"Yang Jian." Xiong Wenwen screamed in fright, and subconsciously wanted to use Li Gui's ability to predict the upcoming terrorist incident.
"Hold on, don't mess around, nothing will happen if I'm here, now you are in my ghost domain, not just anything can come in casually."
Although Yang Jian didn't look back, the ghost eyes in the back of his head had already seen the tall black figure standing outside the gate.
They are less than ten meters away from each other, just separated by a layer of unlocked sliding doors.
There is no doubt that this is a ghost attracted by the ghost candle.
But his intuition told himself that this was not the goal of his trip, because the ghost making faces was inside the restaurant, while the ghost outside the door was outside the restaurant, so there was a high probability that it couldn't be the same ghost.
So Yang Jian didn't extinguish the ghost candle, he was still waiting.
The time came to twenty-five seconds.
Just at this moment, in the empty restaurant outside Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen, a chair suddenly moved back a few centimeters strangely.
There was a screeching sound as the chair rubbed against the floor tiles.
Yang Jian suddenly looked for the sound.
It was the dining table that was used just now. The dining table was empty before, with only one vacant chair, but it was that chair that moved at this moment, and there was no one sitting on it at any time.
Yes, I read that right.
one person.
The man who was wearing leather shoes, a suit and leather shoes, but couldn't see clearly, the reason why he couldn't see clearly was not that Yang Jian's ghost eyes didn't work, but that the man held up a newspaper with both hands, blocking his face.
This postureis not wrong, it is the goal I am looking for.
Yang Jian's eyes shrank suddenly, and he wanted to release the suppression of the ghost rope in an instant, and directly use the recovery characteristics of the ghost rope to deal with this ghost.
However, before he could do anything, the movement behind him made him break out in a cold sweat.
Throughout the restaurant, every table has a chair.bsp; "I just said it now, I thought you were really not afraid of death."
Xiong Wenwen complained, he would have been trembling a long time ago, if Yang Jian hadn't heard the sound of the knife and fork hitting the porcelain before pressing him, he would have used the ability of Li Gui.
Following Yang Jian's words, Xiong Wenwen's face gradually turned pale, and the aura of a stranger began to fade, as if he was about to evolve into a ghost.
He still used his ability once.
Because Yang Jian realized that the first attack had failed.
The ghost got Tong Qian's smiling face, and the level of horror was at least raised to the level of the grave-crying ghost This is an A-level supernatural event, and it is more complicated than ordinary A-level supernatural events, because he has to face It is a complex of ghosts.
Even the protagonist of the head balloon incident is still in this hotel.
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking.
There was a gust of wind in the dining room, and the newspapers that had fallen from the hands of the corpses were blown up by the wind. One side of each newspaper was stained with blood, and there was a silhouette of a human face on it, accompanied by the bloody newspaper. At the same time as it swept over, all the corpses that had been hung up by the ghost ropes had their mouths open.
"Heck, heck~!"
All the hoisted corpses looked at Yang Jian and laughed like grimaces. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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