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A dark world, gloomy old houses, dense old forests.
Yang Jian broke the boundary between reality and the supernatural land, and once again came to a place that only the supernatural bus can reach.
This is where Zhang Dong is buried.
But this time he did not enter the old house, but bypassed this dangerous house, and then walked along a winding path towards the depths of the dense forest.
The old trees nearby rustled as the cold wind blew by.
Different from the previous situation, this time Yang Jian was not stopped by Li Gui in front of him, and there was no need for a funeral, so it was very safe to walk along the way, and now Yang Jian didn't have to worry even if he met Li Gui, he was completely The danger here can be dealt with.
"arrive."
Soon, Yang Jian came to the middle of an old forest.
This is an open space that has been deliberately cleared.
There are a total of six old graves on the open space, no, seven old graves.
Yang Jian saw a newly built tomb. There was a black and white photo on the tombstone in front of the tomb. The person in the photo was the old pharmacist, and a line of words was engraved under the photo.
The tomb of Zhang Bohua.
"It turns out that the name of the old man in the pharmacy is Zhang Bohua." Only then did Yang Jian know the name of the old man.
But he also understood.
In the spiritual circle, the real name is generally not willing to be revealed, because many ghosts can use the name as a medium to deal with that person.
"Although this tomb is newly built, at least one or two months have passed, and just a few days ago, I saw this old man in a pharmacy, so what is buried in this old tomb is not Zhang Bohua, it should be his remnant body."
Yang Jian thought about it, the old man in the pharmacy now only has a head, but his body is gone, it seems that he is buried here.
Afterwards, his eyes scanned the other tombs, and some doubts appeared in his mind.
For example, Li Qingzhi's tomb has existed for a long time, but Li Qingzhi's body is in the Caesar Hotel. In this case, what would be buried in the tomb?
Another example is the first manager of the ghost post office, Luo Wensong. After his death, the ghost revived. The body is now imprisoned by Yang Jian in a golden box, and that box is now placed in the No. 1 safe house in Guanjiang Community.
The same is true for Meng Xiaodong's grave.
Last year, before Meng Xiaodong died, the grave had already been erected.
"Perhaps, what is buried here is not just a simple corpse, but an experience."
Yang Jian thought so in his heart.
Afterwards, he used the spirit of the blood lake to salvage a black coffin.
Meng Xiaodong, who had been revived by the ghost, was imprisoned in the black coffin.
Yang Jian got a shovel with the supernatural power of a deceiving ghost, and then dug next to Meng Xiaodong's grave.
After a while, a big pit was formed.
Yang Jian buried the black coffin, put the oil painting on it as a funeral, and then filled it back with soil.
"This Meng Xiaodong wants to come back here to take a look at Zhang Dong until he dies."
At this moment, Yang Jian suddenly understood why he met Meng Xiaodong when he was delivering letters in the ancient house.
Obviously the real Meng Xiaodong had died in Room 301, but in the end he reappeared in this ancient house strangely, and almost wiped them all out.
Now Yang Jian understands that Meng Xiaodong must have made arrangements before his death, and used the means of infinite invasion to get another self to come here to attend Zhang Dong's funeral, because she knew that she would not survive that time.
That's why Yang Jian at that time met Meng Xiaodong who became a ghost.
It may seem like a coincidence, but in fact everything has been arranged long ago.
After burying Meng Xiaodong, Yang Jian was about to get up and leave. He didn't want to stay in this place for a long time, because Zhang Dong was in the old house not far away, and he didn't want to be targeted by such a terrifying ghost.
Just when he was about to break the boundary between reality and ghosts and return to reality.
From the corner of the eye, I saw a extinguished incense stick in front of an old grave.
That is not an ordinary incense, but a soul-calling incense. It is a supernatural item that can only be made by the soul-calling people in Taiping Ancient Town. After lighting it, it can call someone back from life.
"I remember that Sister Hong said that my level is too low, it's useless to know too much, let me come here after reaching their level, ?He saw Meng Xiaodong who had just been buried, and finally when he saw the tomb of Zhang Bohua, the old man in the pharmacy, there was a gleam of light in his eyes.
In the end, he withdrew his gaze and stared at Yang Jian again, but the smile on his face was gradually disappearing at this moment.
"Our era is completely over, so let me weigh you and see if you have the ability to carry this new era."
Following Luo Wensong's voice, he made a sudden move.
The surrounding light dimmed at an unimaginable speed, and at the same time, there were creaking and creaking sounds around Yang Jian, as if there were many invisible doors around him.
And at this moment, all the doors will open at the same time.
Countless mortal supernatural curses broke out. This is by no means as simple as a temptation, but this Luo Wensong is doing his best.
This is to kill Yang Jian.
"Luo Wensong, you look down on me too much, why do you want to weigh me? Let Zhang Dong come."
Yang Jian's indifferent voice sounded in the darkness.
next moment.
The surrounding darkness was suddenly dispelled, and patches of will-o'-the-wisps appeared out of thin air, burning crazily with the supernatural as fuel, and with the burning of the will-o'-the-wisps, a lake of blood appeared under Yang Jian's feet at some point.
The blood lake spread, trying to submerge everything around it, and the doors that appeared on the ground were forcibly filled.
But even so, half of the darkness still shrouded Yang Jian's face, and some doors that were not filled were still opened.
The terrifying supernatural curse of mortal death was still formed.
However, Yang Jian did not die at this moment, instead, his ghost eyes opened, and with the appearance of a red light, he suddenly appeared in front of Luo Wensong.
A cold ghost hand had already grabbed his neck. (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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