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There is no doubt that Feng Quan's Jedi counterattack failed.
The weird mound made of mud on his body is terrifying, it seems that even ghosts can be buried in it, if Yang Jian was swallowed up by the mound just now, even if he is a alien who has perfectly controlled ghosts, I'm afraid Gotta die here.
It's just that the more terrifying the attack, the greater the backlash against itself.
Feng Quan is now in a state of recovery from the ghost.
His only head left outside the mound is gradually sinking, and will soon be completely submerged in the dark brown soil. After his body is completely submerged in, will there be other changes here? Yang The time is also uncertain, after all, he has never had contact with this kind of supernatural.
However, looking at the strange earthen tomb that was about to engulf Feng Quan, Yang Jian couldn't help thinking of the tomb in front of the grave-crying ghost he saw on the weird bus.
The two graves seem a bit similarthe only difference is that the one that engulfed Feng Quan is smaller.
"Your luck is really good, Yang Jian. This time I'm the one who got the job done, but don't get too excited. Someone will kill you after I can't kill you." Feng Quan said in a low voice like a wild beast. Roar, he couldn't accept the fact that he failed.
Logically speaking, this kind of risk of reviving the ghost should not fail.
It's a pity that he never expected that Yang Jian would want to do something to him in advance.
If Yang Jian chose to leave the hotel behind his back, there is absolutely no possibility of Feng Quan failing on the way.
"It's still too early for you to say this. Whether you die is not determined by the ghost in your body, but by me. Although you are in the state of revived ghosts, I should still be able to suppress you for a while." , When you get back the other half of your body and restore the balance in your body, it should be much better."
Yang Jian looked calm, and slowly untied the straw rope wrapped around his wrist.
This is the ghost rope.
He didn't go close to the mound, so as not to be attacked again, he directly covered the ghost rope with the ghost image, manipulated the ghost rope, and then threw me forward and put it directly on Feng Quan's head.
"This is the ghost rope of Wang Yue's ghost rope." Feng Quan's madness suddenly subsided, and his eyelids twitched, as if he knew what Yang Jian was going to do.
"You did a good job in intelligence work. Wang Yue has been dead for so long and you still remember the information about the ghost rope. But looking at your situation, even if you cut off half of your body, you won't die. Use a rope to pull it around your neck. It shouldn't be so easy to die after a few strokes." Yang Jian pulled hard on the ghost rope with his palm.
Wang Yue slammed the knot around his neck, and the strong suffocation made his face flush instantly. He coughed violently several times, but a large amount of dark brown grave soil was spit out.
It seems that his body is gradually turning into clay, from the inside out.
But Yang Jian's pull did not directly pull Wang Yue out of the mound as he imagined.
Wang Yue's body buried in the mound seemed to have merged with the mound, and it seemed that there was something extremely heavy inside the mound that held the other half of his body, preventing him from leaving so easily.
"I still don't believe that I can't pull you out." Yang Jian exerted force with both hands, stepped back several steps, and began to exhaust his whole body's strength.
His body is now half human and half ghost, and his strength is surprisingly strong. He did a strength test when he was in Dachang City. With this body that is neither human nor ghost, his strength can reach the level of Dun, but it is only simple. It's just a test, he hasn't tried extreme strength.
Because I am afraid of breaking my body.
However, when Yang Jian exerted great strength, he found something was wrong.
Feng Quan's body remained motionless and was still buried in the grave. His neck was stretched so long that his bones and flesh were about to be torn, but he still couldn't leave the grave.
Seeing this scene, Yang Jian's heart sank.
"It's really weird. My judgment just now was not wrong. This grave is very special. If I was buried, I would definitely not be able to crawl out of it, and Feng Quan couldn't be pulled out purely by strength. In the end, at most Rip one of his heads out."
"It's useless for me to want his head. What I want is Feng Quan, the ghost master who has controlled two ghosts, not a dead man."
Yang Jian looked at Feng Quan's painful appearance, although he didn't die, but he was almost there.
Immediately, he stopped hesitating and took the last stalk of ghost candle out of his pocket.
"Fortunately, that ghost left me with a smallLighting the ghost candle, this time it can be used to suppress the mound. It doesn't need a long world. It only takes a second, and I can directly pull Feng Quan out of it. "
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he hastily placed the remaining one ghost candle in front of the mound and lit it.
"Huh~!"
As soon as the ghost candle was lit, the eerie green will-o'-the-wisp swelled instantly, like a ball of flames exploding.
This is because there are ghosts around, and the ghost candle has accelerated its burning speed. Although this burning speed is not as fast as when Xiong Wenwen was attacked before, it still bursts out with a last ray of light.
The ghost candle burned out in an instant, and the candle light went out.
But Cong still gave about two seconds of suppression time.
The tight ghost rope in Yang Jian's hand immediately felt the pressure on Feng Quan's end, and a certain heavy burden disappeared instantly.
"Bang~!"
Feng Quan flew out of the grave, groaned and fell heavily to the ground.
At this moment, the mound that had been formed began to collapse instantly as if it had lost some support, and turned into a pool of mud with the smell of corpses, which was not as weird as before.
But in the pile of crumbling graves, Yang Jian saw a humanoid silhouette made of piled up soil.
This figure has hands and feet, a head and a face, like a complete corpse, especially at the head, the facial features formed by the mud are lifelike, the mouth is open, the eye sockets are sunken, revealing three penetrating holes, like a body Just like a ghost.
However, the ghost buried in the grave has not yet fully recovered.
After Yang Jian pulled Feng Quan out, graves continued to emerge from Feng Quan's body, and he wanted to form a new mound within a period of time.
If it is not stopped, the situation just now will happen very soon.
However, Yang Jian will not just watch this happen.
His ghost image had been prepared a long time ago, and immediately invaded Feng Quan's body, helping him suppress the ghost's recovery.
With the intrusion of ghost shadows, Feng Quan's recovery situation has improved.
But this is temporary.
Once Yang Jian takes back the headless ghost, Feng Quan will continue to revive the ghost.
"Okay, now on to the next step."
Yang Jian looked at Feng Quan who was lying motionless on the ground. He was sure that the ghost had suppressed him, and he was completely safe now.
At this time, he took the blood-stained old newspaper and walked to his side and squatted down.
Although Feng Quan was suppressed at the moment, he was still conscious. He opened his eyes wide and couldn't tell whether he was looking at Yang Jian in anger or horror.
"It's useless for you to look at me like this. You are more dangerous than you imagined now. God knows how many memories that ghost has changed for you, but it doesn't matter. I will change them all for you. You will definitely be a good person in the future. "Yang Jian spread out the old newspaper in his hand, and slowly covered Feng Quan's face.
As soon as the newspaper came into contact with the face, it stuck to the skin and flesh strangely, as if it had been fused together, shrinking rapidly and sticking tightly, and soon the outline of Feng Quan's facial features appeared on the newspaper.
At this moment, Feng Quan felt as if his head was covered by a plastic bag, and he felt a strong sense of suffocation. He opened his mouth wide to breathe, but what he got in exchange was a piece of blood-stained newspaper that was stuck tighter.
Gradually, he fainted and lost consciousness.
"It seems that this feeling is not the first time" For some reason, Feng Quan suddenly remembered that he had experienced this kind of thing before, but he forgot when and where.
"Did it work?"
Yang Jian watched this weird scene, quietly waiting for the result to appear.
There are still many things that I don't understand when I try to use this ghost newspaper to tamper with other people's memories for the first time, so he feels that necessary experiments and attempts are necessary.
Waited for less than a minute.
He soon saw that the newspaper pasted on Feng Quan's face seemed to be loose again, and the paste was not so tight.
At this time, Yang Jian felt that it should be all right, so he stretched out his hand and tore the newspaper off Feng Quan's face.
At the same time, Feng Quan's entire face was torn off.
"Successful." Yang Jian's eyes were fixed, and he saw the face with eyes closed and a little strange expression on the ghost newspaper.
Feng Quan, who lost his face, also lost consciousness at the same time, and he was comatose.
The body still maintained the previous state, and did not suffocate to death because there was no nose and mouth to breathe.
It's just an incomprehensible supernatural, which cannot be judged by common sense.
"The next step is to tamper with the memory."
At this time, Yang Jian saw several lines of crooked words stuck to the newspaper next to Feng Quan's face.
This handwriting is Zhao Lei's.
"Forget about being attacked."
"Find the right opportunity and kill Yang Jian, he is your enemy"
"Listen to"
The last line was not finished, and it seemed that it was broken in the middle of writing.
"Is it just tampering with part of the memory? It seems that something went wrong when Feng Quan was attacked, and the memory has not been changed too thoroughly." Yang Jian thought to himself. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)p; It's just an incomprehensible supernatural, which cannot be judged by common sense.
"The next step is to tamper with the memory."
At this time, Yang Jian saw several lines of crooked words stuck to the newspaper next to Feng Quan's face.
This handwriting is Zhao Lei's.
"Forget about being attacked."
"Find the right opportunity and kill Yang Jian, he is your enemy"
"Listen to"
The last line was not finished, and it seemed that it was broken in the middle of writing.
"Is it just tampering with part of the memory? It seems that something went wrong when Feng Quan was attacked, and the memory has not been changed too thoroughly." Yang Jian thought to himself. (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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