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Yang Jian stood motionless on the road of Mingyue Community.
Everything around him was covered by a layer of red light, the whole world fell into a deathly tranquility, the reality was affected, and he fell into a deeper ghost realm.
The only thing that wasn't affected was the nearby building whose lights were gradually going out.
besides.
A dark shadow under Yang Jian's feet is constantly spreading towards the surroundings. The shadow is a twisted and weird shadow, which is eroding everything around him. Even the ghost field of ghost eyes can't block this effect.
He has not taken any measures now.
Because the complete ghost image is invading his body at this moment.
It is impossible to stop this kind of process, and it is impossible for Yang Jian to give Guiying a knife and peel it off from his body.
He is ready and waiting for the final result.
live.
or die.
The ethereal music box in my mind is still vaguely echoing in my mind.
But Yang Jian's body is gradually losing consciousness
It seemed to be frozen by the cold breath, and it seemed that the control of the body was being taken away by something.
"coming soon."
Yang Jian took a slight breath, even if he was in a state of no emotion, he couldn't help but feel nervous.
This is another life gamble.
It's the same as the last time he hanged himself in Dachang City.
Even more dangerous.
Because there are too many supernatural powers in Yang Jian's body, it will be fatal for either party to lose control. This is more dangerous than walking a tightrope, and the whole process is irreversible, so it must be done.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian's slightly red eyes suddenly darkened, his pupils were eroded by a layer of deep darkness, and a cold and terrifying consciousness entered his mind.
At this moment, he felt that his consciousness was about to be swallowed by something.
It seems to be trapped in the depths of darkness, unable to break free, unable to resist.
Sure enough.
The consciousness of a living person is too fragile for Li Gui. Just touching Yang Jian makes him feel like he is about to fall asleep and completely disappear from this world.
However, he could have predicted this result.
Yang Jian doesn't think that he is special and can resist the invasion of ghost consciousness. He relies on another kind of supernatural power.
The Curse of the Music Box.
Weird, crisp, ethereal ringtones reverberate.
Yang Jian's consciousness was muddled, as if he was under anesthesia, and wanted to fall asleep completely, but the ringing of the bell could always bring him back from the verge of drowsiness, and he kept a trace of sobriety.
The first wave of confrontation seems to hold up.
As planned, the curse of the music box protected Yang Jian's consciousness from being corrupted by ghosts.
But that's just the beginning.
The collision of ghosts and ghosts is extremely dangerous, and his consciousness is very fragile. Once any accident occurs, no matter what the result is, he may disappear and die in this confrontation.
Or, the consciousness is affected, and finally distorted into another strange personality.
At that time, it didn't matter whether Yang Jian was alive or not. His consciousness was changed, it was the same as being dead.
But even if he understood this, he still did it.
The previous situation was too dangerous. With the appearance of three ghosts, they were forced to walk without a way, and they could not do without opening the music box.
Once the music box was opened, Yang Jian had to rely on the power of a complete ghost to resist the curse.
Therefore, it is not that Yang Jian can stop if he wants to. There is no turning back in the road of dealing with Li Gui, so he can only bite the bullet and move forward. If he is lucky, he can continue to live and continue to tap the ability of Li Gui. Looking for the hope of living, if you are unlucky, you will already be a rotting corpse at this time.
Along the way, Yang Jian saw too many ghost masters die halfway.
"not good."
Suddenly.
Yang Jian's body trembled, and he felt a severe tingling pain in his head. This severe pain was rapidly intensifying, as if something was drilling into his consciousness.
At the same time, many memories that did not belong to him kept popping up in his mind
These memories are not his, nor Li Gui's, but the memories of many ordinary people in Dachuan City who were invaded by Li Gui.
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And as the ringtone became clearer, Yang Jian's pain also rapidly diminished.
However, the cold breath still lingered in his mind, lingering.
He felt that he was entangled with another terrible thing.
I am being affected all the time.
It was the curse of the music box that made him survive. Without the protection of the curse, Yang Jian would die instantly.
The abnormal changes in Mingyue Community will not stop because of Yang Jian's sudden out-of-control screams.
"Hoo hoo!"
The surrounding cool wind was blowing slightly, and the scent of sandalwood accompanied by the stench of corpses had permeated the entire community. Everyone could ask about this weird and unique smell.
Empty, dim corridor window.
A black and white figure was walking around, as if silently walking outside along the steps.
At the same time, at a window.
A woman in a red cheongsam suddenly appeared. She stood at the window with a complicated expression, looking out with a numb face.
She is Liu Qingqing.
But her state is very wrong.
It seems to be alive, but it is manipulated by something, unable to maintain itself, and in an incomprehensible state.
However, after she paused at the window for a moment, she also turned and left.
soon.
Her figure also appeared in the corridor.
The red figure swayed.
is leaving the building with the old man in black and white.
The fierce ghost belonging to room 301 is being released.
But that's not the scariest thing.
The most terrifying thing is.
At this moment, there are no corpses in the room with the wooden bed in Room 301.
The bed was empty, the body had disappeared.
A skinny, stinky, terrifying figure was standing in the living room in a daze at the moment, staring blankly at the painting hanging in the living room.
It was an oil painting of a figure.
But soon.
The emaciated, fetid corpse was alive again.
It is wandering.
Wander around the room.
Aimlessly.
But the door of Room 301 is open
The scariest ghost, wandering back and forth from Room 301 at any time, came to Mingyue Community and entered Dachuan City. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com