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- Chapter 1221 The Burnt Floor
At this moment, Yang Jian used the vicious dog to force her into a dream to determine whether Tong Qian's consciousness is still there.
Although this method is somewhat special, it is very effective.
This is the world of dreams.
Although it is still an operating room.
But outside this operating room is no longer a hospital.
After Yang Jian walked out, he came to a familiar and dead village. This village was his hometown. Every time he entered the nightmare world, he would come to this existence. As for why this happened, he didn't know.
He raised his head and looked slightly into the distance.
In addition to this village, there is a small road connecting a European-style castle in the distance.
But that was the source of another supernatural event.
"There is no trace of Tong Qian." Yang Jian stood in the empty village, and he did not find anyone else here.
No one can hide in Vicious Dog's dream.
"Is there something wrong with Tong Qian's consciousness? Or is it that the vicious dog can't pull Tong Qian's consciousness into a dream?"
Yang Jian lowered his head and pondered.
In such a situation, only two conclusions can be drawn.
Either Tong Qian died, or something went wrong with his consciousness.
"If Tong Qian's consciousness disappears, it will be a big trouble, but this matter has not been confirmed yet, so we have to observe and observe. If Tong Qian still hasn't woken up in a few days, then we have to think about the aftermath. "
Yang Jian thought so in his heart.
Soon he withdrew from the dream world.
Everything in the operating room is as usual, Tong Qian is still in a coma, but his current state is no different from that of a normal person, and his vital signs tend to be normal.
"Just keep him in the hospital for observation for a few days."
Yang Jian observed for a while, he thought he had already done what he could do, and the rest was up to Tong Qian herself.
After leaving the operating room, Yang Jian asked the doctor to send Tong Qian to the key ward for observation, and contact him immediately if there is any movement.
Taking advantage of this time, Yang Jian also took a break.
The time came to the second day.
This day's rest was not pleasant for Yang Jian.
His ghost hand is still scorched black, with occasional sparks, and there is a possibility of resurgence at any time. Fortunately, the spirit of the ghost lake is constantly eroding itself, which makes it not so easy for the ghost hand to rekindle, barely maintaining a relatively fragile balance.
But Yang Jian understands that this situation is very bad. Once he continues to use supernatural power, this balance will definitely fail.
Either he was eroded by the spirit of the ghost lake and completely melted, or he was ignited by the scorched ghost hand.
Of course, there is a way to avoid being burned, and that is to cut off this hand and abandon the ghost hand that is driving it.
But if Yang Jian did this, there would be no way to stop the erosion of Ghost Lake.
At that time, he may only be able to survive in the state of a ghost, and as the spirit of the ghost lake further erodes, his consciousness may be affected
After all, the ghost lake is an S-level supernatural event, and Yang Jian is not sure that the dead ghost can ignore the spiritual erosion of the ghost lake.
"Sure enough, as long as you are in the supernatural circle and often deal with supernatural beings, even if you are of a different kind, sooner or later you will face supernatural imbalance again, and the fate of ghosts recovering. If you think about it carefully, it is not easy for those people in the Republic of China to live until now and die. It is." Yang Jian shook his head slightly.
The longer you stay in the supernatural circle, the more you can understand the difficulty and horror of the previous group of people.
It turns out that time is the greatest enemy of a ghost master.
It is not easy to live for half a year while driving a ghost, and one year is nothing. If you can live for ten, twenty, or even decades while dealing with ghosts continuously, it will not be easy.
"Forget it, don't think about it, the rest of the finishing work should be done."
At this moment, Yang Jian decided to set off for Caesar Hotel again.
At this time z. co*m Zhang Si. The fire burned for two days, I believe it should be extinguished by this time.
He took Li Yang to prepare and set off again
Once again stood in front of the Caesar Hotel which had been blocked for a long time.
"A smell of burning." Li Yang smelled it. Although everything in the Caesar Hotel was normal, there was a strange smell in the air.
This is the smell of charred corpses.
If someone works in the cremation ground, he can clearly identify this smell.
"The supernatural taste has already, his face changed suddenly, it was actually a charred corpse.
The corpse was complete, without any missing parts, and there were faint flames escaping from under the scorched skin.
"This should be a ghost." Li Yang's gaze changed and he came to this conclusion.
However, all corpses containing supernatural powers were burned to ashes by a fire, and the only ones that could not be destroyed were ghosts.
"Let me take a look." Yang Jian walked over quickly, and he observed the charred corpse.
"It's indeed a ghost, but it's not a ghost on the third floor. It should be a ghost wandering over from other floors during the fire. Now this ghost should be in a dead state because the fire in its body has not been extinguished. After the fire is extinguished, the ghost will wake up again."
Yang Jian squatted down and opened the mouth of the charred corpse.
Flames burst out of his mouth immediately.
This shows that the body is still burning.
"There is no danger for the time being, let's continue to look at it." Yang Jian picked up the mummy and threw it beside the stove.
At this time, 75z wz . com Zhang Si. Li Yang nodded and continued to search.
At this time, Yang Jian followed his previous memory and found his cracked spear.
The cracked spear was covered with black dust and stood on the ground like a charred stick.
Yang Jian walked over and blew.
The golden and cracked body of the gun was revealed after the dust had been scattered, still shining brightly without any damage.
Grab it and lift it.
Yang Jian's eyes were fixed, and he felt something heavy under the cracked spear.
强牺 bxwx.co 读牺。 soon.
After dispersing the ashes, he saw a dead body nailed under the cracked spear.
Although the dead body was covered with ashes, it showed no signs of charring.
"Sure enough, when I used this spear for the first time, I really nailed the ghost, but the ghost on the third floor didn't exist in just one corpse, so the ghosts I met later were only part of it."
Make big z.com make owls. Yang Jian was sure now.
He nailed the ghost on the third floor, but only part of it was nailed, and the rest of the ghost hid in other corpses and woke up again with the help of other corpses.
"The ghost on the third floor is still terrifying after being pinned to a part. If I hadn't pinned this part of the ghost, I'm afraid I would have fallen into the hands of this ghost." Yang Jian couldn't help feeling a little scared when he thought of this.
He didn't dare to pull out the coffin nails, lest the ghost on the third floor would wake up immediately
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