The Black Emperor of Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 51 Upheaval!

"Again, here comes another one..."

Xiong Wenwen pulled the corner of Yang Jian's clothes and whispered with a trembling voice.

Following Xiong Wenwen's gaze, Yang Jian and others suddenly felt happy.

At some point, a pale, rotting head with eyes closed appeared on the ceiling of the corridor. The head was so rotten that it was impossible to tell whether it was a man or a woman.

"Finally found it, let's do it! We imprisoned the two together."

Guo Fan thinks that dealing with one is also dealing with it, and dealing with two is also dealing with it, so let’s just deal with it together!The tall male corpse that was saved caused some supernatural events later on.

Feng Quan nodded with some approval. That's right. They couldn't leave the tall man's body alone and deal with the balloon incident. Who knew if it would suddenly take action during the process?

Yang Jian didn't speak, but his eyes were locked on the tall man's corpse holding the hatchet. His feeling told him that the ghost in front of him was very terrifying, maybe it could reach a level A supernatural event.

But if you master its killing rules, can you imprison it?No matter how terrifying a ghost is, as long as it avoids its law of killing, it will undoubtedly have a chance of being imprisoned.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian didn't say anything to stop him.

But what Yang Jian didn't know was that the male corpse in front of him was not an ordinary ghost!

"Wait, there's more!"

Relying on his ghostly eyesight, Yang Jian could clearly see the rotting human head floating along the ceiling not far away.

There are more than one human head balloons in the hotel!
"Wait, you can still hear footsteps."

Feng Quan said solemnly, under the current situation, the sound of footsteps may not necessarily be a person.

They seem to have underestimated the number of supernatural beings in this hotel.

"Xiong Wenwen, use your ability to predict!"

Yang Jian decisively led Xiong Wenwen back while speaking calmly.

They must first find the source of the human head balloon, otherwise no matter how many human head balloons are imprisoned, it will be useless.

"Okay, okay."

Xiong Wenwen nodded obediently at this moment, without the half arrogance outside.

The next moment, Xiong Wenwen's face instantly turned pale, and his body exuded a cold aura, as if Xiong Wenwen had turned into a stiff corpse in an instant.

About three or four seconds later, Xiong Wenwen opened his eyes in horror and said in a crying voice: "I saw you rushed up and suppressed the heads of the few people approaching, but it was useless. Guo Fan's head suddenly floated into the sky. , and a lot of weird people suddenly appeared behind us, we were surrounded!!"

Xiong Wenwen's words immediately changed Guo Fan's face, and he subconsciously touched his head. Mad, he was the first to die.

At this time, the footsteps became more and more intensive. After hearing Xiong Wenwen's words, Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed. He decisively blew out the candle in his hand and took out a blood-red candle.

Lit this blood-red candle directly, and in an instant, the surroundings were shrouded in a strange dark green, and the four of Yang Jian were shrouded in this strange light.

Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief. With the help of the red ghost candle, he should be safe for a while.

At this time, the footsteps were getting closer and closer. When Yang Jian looked back, he couldn't help but feel a little numb. A dense crowd was blocking the back of the corridor. They were dressed in different clothes, some were waiters' clothes, some were suits...

But what is coincidentally the same is that their faces are very weird. For example, the face of a burly man turned out to be a charming woman's face, and the face of a child turned out to be an old man's face...

And they were holding all kinds of things in their hands, including fruit knives for cutting vegetables, kitchen knives for cutting vegetables, and even scissors... At this time, they were looking at Yang Jian and the others without emotion.

A weird and terrifying feeling is coming, they are the missing guests in the hotel.

Seeing them, Yang Jian suddenly remembered something. Do people whose memories have been modified by newspaper ghosts belong to humans or ghosts?If it's a human, doesn't that mean that ghost candles won't work on them?
"Yang Jian, what to do like this, woo woo woo, are you going to die here today? No, I don't have a stepdad yet, who will take care of my mother when I die! woo woo."

Xiong Wenwen wanted to cry but was afraid of attracting those people's attention, so he could only cover his mouth with his hands and cry indistinctly.

Misfortunes never come singly, at this moment the ghost candle suddenly burned violently, and the burning speed far exceeded the normal speed, which meant that one of the four of them was attacked just now, and the ghost candle blocked this attack.

"No, it has been exhausted like this, you have to rush out, otherwise you won't have a chance when the ghost candle goes out."

Feng Quan said to Yang Jian.

"My ghost has been suppressed. I don't know if it's the hotel's problem or it's influenced by the newspaper ghost,"

Yang Jian said with a gloomy expression.

When he came in, Yang Jian's ghost creature could still be deployed, but it has been suppressed now.

At this time, someone had already stepped into the range of the green candlelight, without being affected in the slightest.

The worst has happened, these guys are human...

Yang Jian handed the ghost candle that had burned to one-third to Xiong Wenwen, then held Xiong Wenwen in his arms and said to Feng Quan and Guo Fan: "I will take the initiative to extinguish the ghost candle later, and then release an indiscriminate one." As for the attacking ghosts, it will all depend on your abilities."

Yang Jian intends to release the ghost rope for indiscriminate attacks, and the people controlled by the newspaper ghost will definitely be targeted by the ghost rope, and it will be his chance to wait for others.

And this also has an element of gambling, because there are too many other factors, such as Feng Quan and the two were directly killed by the ghost rope, or unknowingly violated the law of killing people with head balloons, and what worried Yang Jian most was the one who took The male corpse with the hatchet, now I can't use the ghost to clean up the footprints, and it is likely to violate the law of killing the hatchet ghost.

And the best way now is to walk along the wall, and I can only pray that the hatchet ghost will not be stared at. After all, there must be a lot of footprints left by so many people now.

"it is good!"

Feng Quan didn't hesitate to answer directly with a serious face.

And Guo Fan didn't have too much fear on his face. After all, the ghost he controlled had a high life-saving ability, so he didn't panic too much.

Without hesitation, the next moment, the green flame on the ghost candle was extinguished by Yang Jian, and the surrounding environment suddenly became dark, but he could barely see the surrounding situation clearly.

Without hesitation, Yang Jian let go of the restraint of the ghost rope on his opponent.

The next moment, one, two... Countless ghost ropes were suspended in the air, and the crowd behind them were hoisted up one by one, and ghost ropes appeared around the necks of Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen at some point. rope,
The next moment, in the shadow behind Yang Jian, a headless ghost figure as black as ink stood up. It directly grabbed the ghost ropes on Yang Jian and Xiong Wenwen, and the ghost ropes seemed to have lost their vitality after being caught.

Right now, Yang Jian seized the opportunity and rushed directly to the feet of the people who were hanging up with Xiong Wenwen in his arms. At the same time, the headless ghost was adsorbed on Yang Jian's back like thick ink.

What Yang Jian didn't notice was that while he was running, the half-burned candle fell and rolled to the ground.

At the same time, a ghost rope also appeared around Feng Quan's neck, but the next moment it was buried by mud emerging from nowhere, and Feng Quan also took the opportunity to rush over.

But Guo Fan was not so relaxed. He tried his best to pull the ghost rope around his neck but it was of no avail. The flushed Guo Fan tremblingly took out the spiritual tablet. The next moment, Guo Fan's eyes lost their expression. The corpse was easily lifted by the ghost rope, and the spirit card in his hand fell to the ground weakly.

And in the middle of the spirit card, a black and white photo of Guo Fan with a smile on his face was pasted in the middle of the spirit card.

Of course, the ghost rope that attacks indiscriminately will not let go of the hatchet ghost. The ghost rope wraps around the neck of the tall male corpse strangely, but it cannot be lifted up. The tall male corpse just silently waved the hatchet in his hand. , the straw rope around his neck broke into several sections and fell to the ground.

The hatchet ghost walked forward numbly, stopping from time to time on the way, while waving the hatchet in his hand, and at this time, a certain corpse hanging in the air would be inexplicably divided into several pieces.

Not only that, among the hanging people, some people's necks were suddenly broken out of thin air, and their heads were floating lightly towards the ceiling, while their bodies fell heavily, making a heavy sound of heavy objects hitting the ground.

Just like this, in this corridor, there was a heavy sound from time to time, which meant that a headless corpse fell to the ground.

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"Chen Shoushan! It's not good, Yang Jian and the others sent out a distress signal, and the positions of their satellite phones were also dispersed."

Chen Shoushan, who was waiting in the tent, received an urgent message from Li Yiyun, and at the same time, Tong Qian also received a message from her operator.

The two looked at each other, and Tong Qian suddenly got up and asked, "What should I do, go in and support them?"

"Wait a minute, each of Yang Jian and the others can be regarded as the elite leaders of the headquarters, and it's not so easy to die."

Chen Shoushan frowned and refused. It was strange. Didn't he already tell Li Qingzhi the rules of killing?Has something new happened?
Tong Qian was a little anxious, but somehow she felt that what Chen Shoushan said made sense.

What neither Chen Shoushan nor Yang Jian knew was that the white ghost candle that Yang Jian originally dropped in the corridor was strangely rekindled, and the light black light gently covered it like a thin gauze. on the headless corpses around.

In the sky above ZS City, hundreds of floating rotten heads are slowly moving towards the Caesar Hotel, and some people in ZS City who were chatting with friends, working, or reading...they suddenly changed their expressions. Stiff, his eyes became dull, he didn't care about other people's eyes at all, just indifferently snatched nearby knives or any sharp weapons, and moved slowly in the direction of the Caesar Hotel.

　Damn, I stayed up all night with my friends yesterday. I woke up at five o’clock today, and I was numb. This chapter has 3000 words. It may or may not be there in the early morning. If there is not in the early morning, I will make it up tomorrow. ten centimeters.

　　
　
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