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Chapter 85 The Beaten Box
Unlucky, really unlucky.
If Yang Jian could speak swear words, he would definitely curse people now.
I knew I didn't do anything, so many people in the village didn't look for it, but they were looking for me.
It doesn't matter if you find yourself, you have to find it when you are in the most embarrassing situation.
Since he got the ghost eye, he will be paralyzed for one or two hours almost every night, and as the number of times the ghost eye is used, the time of this paralysis is gradually increasing.
However, this side effect is acceptable to him. After all, ordinary people sleep for eight hours a day.
But what Yang Jian couldn't accept was that he was found by the ghost during this period of time when his body could not control.
In the darkness, although he could not see clearly, the sound of the door creaking open was exceptionally clear.
He seemed to be able to see at the door of his room, a tall black figure stood motionless.
Judging from the vague outline, this is definitely not the old man Liu Genrong during the day...but a very, very strange person.
It's not like people in the village.
It's like, suddenly there are more people.
After the door opened.
The tall, fuzzy figure standing at the door did not continue to wander outside the door, but walked in step by step, heavy.
This heavy footstep did not sound like a living person, but a stiff, cold corpse.
Yang Jian stared at the direction from which the footsteps were coming, with cold sweat on his face.
He wanted to get up, but Ghost Eye was still taking over his body.
"Calm down, calm down...Even if a ghost comes up, I won't necessarily do anything to me. If I don't meet this ghost's killing conditions, then this ghost will pass by at best."
Since he could not move, he forced himself to calm down.
It's not that he has never encountered a ghost with a high level of horror. As long as he is lucky, he may not die.
"It stopped."
Suddenly, Yang Jian stopped when he heard the footsteps.
Right by the head of his bed.
Probably less than two meters away.
He could even feel a cold breath gradually covering him, and between his nose and breath, a damp and rotten smell drifted over.
This breath and taste.
There is no doubt...It is definitely a ghost.
"Why did it stop? Was it waiting for time, or I didn't meet its killing conditions..." Yang Jian felt that he was shaking all over, if not for the experience of contacting Li ghosts several times.
He is now afraid that he has passed out.
In the case of less than two meters, he got so close to a ghost of unknown horror level.
What's more deadly is that he can't move at all now.
Even a ghost with the lowest level of horror can easily kill him.
In the dark room, the unknown ghost and Yang Jian, who was lying on the bed, seemed to be deadlocked at this moment.
The surroundings are a bit scary.
Only Yang Jian's slightly heavy breathing, other than that, there was no quiet sound at all.
But no movement does not mean there is no danger.
As long as the ghost is still in this room and has not left, Yang Jian's life is hanging in the air.
There is no guarantee even if you become a ghost riders.
"What is its purpose here? To kill me? No, if this ghost wants to kill me, I would be dead. I am definitely not its first target, so it is to monitor me?"
Yang Jian blinked, and cold sweat flowed into the corner of his eyes; "This is very possible, but it is impossible for a real ghost to be boring to watch a person."
"Unless it's a ghost slave."
"A ghost who may have a ghost slave must have a ghost domain. The horror level is usually set as a, which is the same level as the knocker."
"If it is a ghost of this level, then the Huanggang Village incident must be abandoned. This is not an existence I can deal with."
But when Yang Jian was thinking wildly.
The footsteps inside the house moved again.
"Tap, step~!"
It didn't go toward the head of Yang Jian's bed, but went half a circle along the end of the bed and opened a closet.
"That's..." Yang Jian's eyes suddenly condensed.
There was nothing in the closet, only some things he prepared when he came to Huanggang Village this time.
Although they are all expensive, they are all useless to ghosts.
"Could it be that some ghost riders from the Xiaoqiang club came to grab my things?" Yang Jian had this idea in his mind.
If so, it is not the worst result.
At least he is facing ghost riders, not real ghosts.
"Keng~!"
As if the sound of stone hitting metal sounded, it echoed clearly in the room.
"Keng~! Keng~!"
One click, then another, with heavy force, hitting in a fixed way.
This voice is...
Yang Jian recalled that the only thing in his backpack that could make such a sound was one thing.
The golden box holding the headless ghost.
"Damn it, this ghost is smashing the golden box that holds the headless ghost." His heart was shocked, and a wave of fear instantly poured out, and the whole body was cold.
This ghost wants to let the headless ghost come out?
"Absolutely, you can't let it release the headless ghost. After the headless ghost comes out, it will be all over." Yang Jian began to struggle desperately, trying to regain consciousness.
The headless ghost was imprisoned by him himself.
He knew the power of this ghost very well, and once it was released, it would take away his body immediately.
If a headless ghost gets its own ghost eyes, it is equivalent to owning a ghost domain, and it is also an unlimited ghost domain.
The level of horror will increase sharply, chasing the knocker.
All the people in Huanggang Village don't even want to live. The few people in the Xiaoqiang club will all become the prey of the headless ghosts.
If in the end, let the headless ghost form a body formed by a ghost.
Yang Jian didn't know how the world would face this ghost.
"You must find a way to stop it, you must."
He gritted his teeth and tried to fight the ghost eyes in his body to make his body move.
As long as he moves, he can immediately take away the golden box, and then use the ghost domain to leave here and stay away from this ghost.
No matter what, if the headless ghost doesn't let go, everything has room for recovery.
"Keng! Keng!"
However, the sound of percussions continued to sound.
Yang Jian felt that this sound was even scarier than the sound of the ghost knocking on the door. He didn't know how many knocks that box could withstand.
It may take dozens of times to completely open the golden box.
Maybe it just needs a bit.
As long as there is a small gap in the box, the headless ghost will get out of trouble, and then what Yang Jian is most worried about will happen.
He was still struggling in bed to get up.
But the reality does not give him this opportunity.
No matter how Yang Jian struggles, there is no way to restore his body to action.
Human will and spirit are extremely fragile in front of ghosts.
When time is running out, it is impossible for Ghost Eye to return control of the body to Yang Jian.
but.
There are not only three ghosts in this room.
one left......
Among the opened closets.
A piece of human skin paper fell automatically without wind, and slowly fell from it, not knowing if it was a coincidence or intentional.
In the darkness, this man's leather paper accurately covered the smashed and deformed gold box.
The knocking stopped suddenly.
Everything around him fell into a repressive silence again.
"Stop, stopped? Why is that?"
Yang Jian didn't know the real situation, he only knew that the percussion did not continue.
Could it be that the box has already been opened?
The stopping of this kind of voice made him no more happy, but even more frightened.
If the box is really opened, it means that there is a headless ghost standing next to his bed.