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"ah!"
Heart-piercing screams of pain came from a room on the second floor of the Ghost Post Office.
Li Yang fell to the ground and struggled. The ghost had invaded his body, and now he was trying to break free and kill him. This feeling is not something a living person can bear, because it is a double torture of body and spirit.
It can be clearly seen that Li Yang's chest is swollen high, the outline of a human face is clearly presented, and there are traces of movement of hands and feet at the same time.
The horror level of the ghost has exceeded the range that can be controlled. If it is controlled forcibly, it will directly be in a state of recovery.
At this moment, Li Yang's mouth, nose, and ears are bleeding out, everything in his body seems to be smashed, he wailed and shouted: "No, no, I can't do it, I can't suppress this ghost, There seems to be a lack of medium"
Yang Xiaohua on the side covered her mouth in shock when she saw this scene.
Although she didn't know what period happened, she could see what method Yang Jian used to send the ghost into this person's body just now, trying to control the ghost.
Now, control has failed.
The ghost was killing him and was going to break free from his body.
"Lack of medium? Lack of door?" Yang Jian's eyes flashed red, he rushed over with big strides, grabbed Li Yang who was rolling, and pinned him to the ground.
"Come here, help me hold him down."
In an almost commanding tone, he commanded.
Yang Xiaohua hesitated for a moment.
"He's dead, there are two ghosts on the second floor, you all have to die." Yang Jian said again.
Only then did Yang Xiaohua grit her teeth and ran over, and then grabbed Li Yang.
But the next moment, she was startled.
She saw a terrifying human silhouette wriggling from Li Yang's body.
Is it a ghost?
Yang Xiaohua's heart trembled, but she didn't choose to retreat.
In this situation, she also knew that she would die if she retreated.
Yang Jian put one hand on Li Yang's chest, his cold and black ghost hand forcefully pressed down the ghost who was trying to struggle out, although he was still struggling, but it was not so violent, and he managed Li Yang's fate of not being torn apart alive.
The other hand lifted off Li Yang's shirt and exposed his chest.
Bruises appeared on the cold skin, like the skin of a dead person.
"The medium is the door. You don't have a door on your body. If that's the case, I'll draw a door on you." A rusty iron nail appeared in Yang Jian's hand.
This is the coffin nail.
It was obtained in the Fushou Garden in Dahai City before, and now he has been carrying it with him all the time, in order to prevent accidents from happening.
He dared to enter the ghostly thing in the hands of the ghost post office in this state is the greatest confidence.
But now he didn't intend to nail the ghost to death, but acted as a scalpel, piercing directly under Li Yang's skin, and then forcibly cut a bloody gash.
Take Li Yang's chest as a canvas.
Yang Jian held the coffin nails, tore off the skin, dyed it red, and drew the appearance of a gate on it.
Although simple.
But it has all the shapes that a door should have.
He even drew on the doorknob.
The body acts as the medium of the door to imprison the ghosts.
This is what Yang Jian asked Li Yang to do.
Just will it work?
?Using a drawn door to trigger the murder pattern of the door blocker sounds like a joke, even a little funny.
But the reality is so absurd.
The law of door-blocking ghosts was triggered.
The drawn door can also exist as a medium.
next moment.
The struggling ghost in Li Yang's body began to calm down quickly, like ripples on the surface of the water, sinking gradually, unable to try to tear his body apart and break free.
The door blocking ghost locked the ghost in his body.
A balance is rapidly forming between ghosts and ghosts.
Li Yang's wailing stopped, his pain was weakened, and at the same time, his injury no longer worsened.
"Success, success?" As a witness this time, Yang Xiaohua's eyes widened and she was a little speechless in shock.
?It was clear that Yang Jian and Yang Xiaohua were captured by the ghost and entered the room together, and then Li Yang also rushed in, and there were some terrifying wailing sounds from the back room, and a strange red light suddenly lit up.
I thought they were dead.
Unexpectedly, he came out safely and soundly.
"Where's Yang Xiaohua? How is she? Is she dead?" The second-floor courier named Liu Mingxin was wandering in the corridor, he was confused and wanted to confirm the situation of a person.
"I'm fine. I'm fine. The ghost has been dealt with. You can rest assured that you won't be attacked again on this floor." Yang Xiaohua also came out. She fell down after being pushed away by Yang Jian just now. Besides, there is no injury on the whole body.
Although he has experienced terrible dangers, it is just that there is no danger.
"The ghost is solved? Yang Xiaohua, what happened in it?" Liu Mingxin asked.
Yang Xiaohua said: "I don't know what to say about the specific things. If you want to know more, ask this Yang Jian. Maybe he can answer you very well. I can only tell you one thing. The terrifying ghost just now Now it's locked in this person's body."
After finishing speaking, she looked at Li Yang.
What?
Liu Mingxin was stunned, and then looked at Li Yang who was covered in blood with a little horror.
A ghost locked in his body?
This, this is true or false.
But if it is true, then why is this person still alive? Why wasn't he killed by the ghost.
As an ordinary person, he has not officially entered the supernatural circle, and he does not know the existence of ghost masters. Even if he has heard of ghost masters, he does not know what these three words mean, so he is naturally very puzzled.
"It seems that the messengers on this floor are the only ones of you who survived." Yang Jian glanced at it.
Except for him and Li Yang, only four people survived.
?Wang Shan, Cai Yu, Liu Mingxin, Yang Xiaohua.
Among them, Wang Shan is the messenger on the first floor, and the other three are old messengers on the second floor.
As for the others, they either died of conflict with Yang, or died of ghosts.
"Wang Shan, you seem to be lucky, I hope you will always be so lucky." Yang Jian's eyes stayed on him.
Wang Shan smiled awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.
He is more desperate now, because he already knows Yang Jian's intentions.
This person is going to forcefully go upstairs as fast as possible. As for the others, it's best if they can keep up. If they can't keep up, they will die here just like before.
However, at this moment.
In the middle of the Huizi corridor, a thick black fog like a haze gradually rose up, as if it was going to cover the entire floor, but the black thick fog roiled and stirred for a while, but quickly dissipated.
A wooden staircase appeared in the middle and extended to the corridor.
There was also a hole in the wall, opening up the corridor and the wooden stairs.
"The stairs appeared. Sure enough, once the red envelope is completed, people on all floors can go directly to the next floor." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he was not surprised, all of this was in his plan.
"Stairs to the third floor?"
Others were stunned, not knowing whether to be happy or afraid.
The most disturbed one was Wang Shan.
You must know that he is the messenger on the first floor, and this continuous increase of the floors is no less than the growth of seedlings. If you have not experienced the competition of the first floor, if you go directly to the second floor to deliver the letter, there is a high probability you will die.
Wang Shan wanted to cry, but he knew he had no choice.
"Go upstairs."
Yang Jian observed for a while, found no problem, and left immediately. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com