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"Hoo! Hoo!"
Yang Jian was panting heavily, his physical strength in the dream was not as good as he had imagined, and after chasing desperately for a while, he began to feel unbearable.
And it's different from yesterday's nightmare.
The distance in the village has not changed at all. If it is not for the different buildings, this is Meishan Village, which is exactly the same as ten years ago. It is impossible to tell which is real and which is a dream.
He quickly found Madoka.
Madoka stood in an open space in a daze.
"Did you catch the ghost?" Yang Jian didn't approach, and he was still a bit vigilant.
Xiaoyuan was stunned for a while before turning her head around, her eyes revealed a bit of confusion; "I don't seem to be here, I was looking for the wrong thing."
Did you find the wrong one?
Yang Jian's expression changed, how could this be possible.
Isn't the ghost coming after Madoka?
If the guess is correct, the ghost should be nearby at this time, and it will attack Madoka if she thinks of a way, but she was not attacked.
This shows that my previous judgment was wrong.
"If it's not for Xiaoyuan, then who is the ghost for?" Yang Jian was stunned at this moment.
He found that his judgments were all wrong in the nightmare, and he was never right once. As long as it was related to the ghost in the dream, he would never guess the ghost's actions. It was like this before, and it is like this now. Maybe the ghost knows All your own thoughts?
No, it can't be right.
If ghosts can know what other people think, then it is impossible for ghosts to be killed in dreams.
"No matter what, I can be sure that the ghost must be in this village and has not left the village." Yang Jianyou suddenly looked up at Xiaoyuan and asked seriously.
"Xiaoyuan, last time you pulled me out of the village, you didn't want the ghosts to invade the village. What would happen if the ghosts invaded the village?"
"Have I said that? I don't remember." Xiaoyuan rubbed her head, a little confused.
"Have you forgotten?" Yang Jian looked at her and felt that she was not lying, it must be something wrong with her memory.
Or, she also has some undiscovered secrets.
"Forget it for now, the most urgent thing is to find a way to end this nightmare, otherwise, if the ghosts continue to kill like this, quite a lot of people will die." Yang Jian said.
He can't take care of other places, but he has to take care of this village.
Suddenly, Madoka turned her head slightly to look in the direction she came from before.
Yang Jian also smelled it.
It is a bloody smell, which is very strong, as if it appeared suddenly.
Immediately.
Yang Jian realized something, and quickly returned to the place where he was just now.
There used to be a lot of villagers gathered in the open space of the village, but now it is empty, and there are still a few fresh corpses left on the ground, as if they had just died not long ago, and the way of death is the same, being penetrated by things He cut his throat, but this time there was no weapon left in the wound, only a bloody wound.
And it's still visible.
In the invisible dark corner, there are still bloodstains. It only disappeared for a moment, and it is unknown how many people died here.
"The ghost was in the crowd just now, and he didn't leave at all. The bloody footprints on the ground were misleading, purely misleading." Yang Jian took a slight breath at this moment, feeling the horror of the situation.
Not long after the nightmare started, the first victim appeared.
Immediately afterwards, he and Madoka were temporarily misled and left for a while, and then the ghost started to move its hands recklessly. In just a short moment, the ghost had killed at least a dozen people without sound.
If you don't think of a way to deal with it, the whole village will probably be ruined tomorrow morning.
"Let me just say, if we don't kill them, they will still die. If only you hadn't stopped me, cousin, the faster they die, the greater the chance of our success." Madoka looked regretful. Said like.
Yang Jian's eyes sank: "That's true, but we kill people and ghosts kill people differently, ghosts can be unscrupulous, but we can't, and when we kill, ghosts also mix together to kill, are you afraid that tonight is not enough chaos? "
"With so many people dead, the remaining people should already know that something is wrong, and there is a high probability that they all ran home and hid at this moment. This makes the situation even more unfavorable, because whether theyOn the road, the leather shoes stepped on the somewhat muddy road, leaving footprints one by one, and also covered with mud.
"Did you bring me here on purpose?" Yang Jian chased after him, holding the only weapon in his hand, a rusty steel bar.
As long as this makeshift weapon penetrates the ghost's body, today's nightmare will be over.
Suddenly.
When he was about to enter the woods, the ghost in front suddenly stopped.
Yang Jian's eyes were fixed, but he didn't stop because of it.
It's just a heads-up.
He has no reason to flinch and be afraid.
So Yang Jian was still running forward.
At this moment, the distance is rapidly closing, and the weirdness that was impossible to catch up with before did not happen again.
"You can do it." Yang Jian observed the surrounding situation.
Without any sudden extra things to disturb, this is a good opportunity to fight one-on-one, and at the same time, there is a certainty of winning.
However, just as he was approaching, the person standing in front suddenly turned around and faced Yang Jian.
Yang Jian, who was already able to do something, was stunned at this moment, and his footsteps stopped abruptly, his face did not know whether it was horror or astonishment.
The ghost in front of him actually had a very familiar face.
This face is somewhat similar to Yang Jian's, but what is even more similar is the portrait of his father in the old house No, maybe it should not be called a portrait, it should be said that it is the one on the portrait Face.
"Are you kidding me?" Yang Jian shrank his eyes suddenly after realizing this.
Could it be that his dead father was a ghost?
The source of this supernatural event was formed by the revival of the ghost after the death of his father? (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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