Mysterious Recovery Chapter 932

A huge black shadow appeared on the wall of the back hall, almost swallowing Yang Xiaohua like an abyss.

But then.

The red balloon wrapped around her arm and slowly floated up her whole person, so that she was not dropped into the abyss and temporarily out of danger.

That piece of darkness is not a ghost, but a ghost domain.

The ghost realm that enveloped the ancient house now invaded the back hall and began to affect the surrounding environment. Now it is not surprising that there are any abnormalities in the surroundings under this situation.

"If the remaining people don't want to die inexplicably, they should approach this coffin." Yang Jian reminded the others at this moment.

The ground near the red coffin was pitch black.

That's because Yang Jian's ghost shadows cover the surroundings, and his ghost shadows can withstand the invasion of other ghosts' ghost domain, and can also prevent other ghosts from approaching.

It's just that the coverage of ghosts in this environment is limited, so he only covers the vicinity of the red coffin with ghosts, and doesn't take care of other places.

Give it a wave.

Yang Jian cut the thin line of the red balloon with a hatchet.

Yang Xiaohua broke free from the shackles of the red balloon and fell down.

At the same time, Yang Jian took back the ghost that had invaded Yang Xiaohua's body, and made her once again grab the red balloon that was about to float away.

After walking on the edge of life and death for a while, Yang Xiaohua didn't dare to care anymore. She hurriedly stood next to the red coffin, not daring to move for half a step, for fear of being killed by the surrounding spirits again.

Ordinary people are too vulnerable in this environment.

"Yang Jian, if you don't want to do something, the eagle will die soon. This kind of gambling is very unfair. If the ghost bet wins, we will kill us directly, but if we win the bet, we just make the ghost back a few steps. "Da Qiang leaned over, his expression very solemn.

Because at this speed of death, it would take less than five minutes, so he should play that dice-throwing game.

Participating in this game is tantamount to going to the execution ground and will not live long.

Fan Xing also stared at Yang Jian.

I hope he can think of something to alleviate the crisis.

"There is an emergency solution. I didn't plan to use it at this time. After all, I still have to live in this place until the seventh day. If I fight all the cards at the beginning, if there is any crisis later, I will have to wait for death. It now appears that it will be difficult for you to survive the second day, let alone the third or fourth day."

Yang Jian said calmly, still holding something in his hand.

Is there a way?

The few remaining people looked at Yang Jian with eyes wide open.

They just asked with some hope, but they didn't expect that Yang Jian really gave them a little surprise.

Yang Jian didn't speak, he just touched out his mobile phone.

After opening it, he clicked on a game software on the screen. The icon of the game looked like a piano.

game?

Everyone who saw this scene was amazed.

What kind of trick is this?

Isn't this a very ordinary mobile game?

However, Yang Jian didn't speak, he started to play the game after opening the game software.

This is a game that simulates the piano. By tapping the piano keys on the screen, you can make the same sound as the piano.

The game is boring and boring, and no one even wants to play it.

But after Yang Jian's finger quickly tapped the screen, a weird and ethereal music echoed in the back hall.

Music sound is a medium, not for listening.

At the same time, a certain terrible curse was released by Yang Jian himself.

The curse of the music box.

This short curse is sleeping in Yang Jian's body. He hasn't used it since he woke up from the coffin last time. Because this curse is so terrible, even Yang Jian who started the curse can't get rid of it. Once he is cursed , Without special means, it is almost unavoidable.

Right now, the curse of the music box is released, and the person who bears this curse is an eagle who is playing a game of dice.

The eagle was sitting on the ground at the moment, his eyes fixed on the third game in front of him.

The black dice representing the ghost casts the number 4.

And his luck is obviously very bad, the number he throws is 2.

The victory has been divided, and the victory or defeat has been determined.

He lost the third tossing game.

The eagle seemed to have accepted this result a long time ago, a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then shook his head slightly, waiting for this horror game to take his life away.

Seeing the fate of the first few dice-throwers, the moment he picked up the red dice to stop Li Gui, it was already predictable what the outcome would be.

"That's it, maybe dying here is also a relief." He accepted his fate and wanted to go calmer.

But at this moment.

The eagle heard a weird and ethereal sound of music floating behind him. After this piece of music appeared, it didn't disappear anymore, as if it had invaded his mind and kept echoing.

He was surprised and glanced back.

"Yang Jian, what did you do to me?" Immediately, the eagle felt that something was wrong with him.

"The curse of a music box. Before the music disappears, you are in a safe state, but after the sound of the music disappears, you will undoubtedly die. The time may vary from a few days to a week. The specific deadline depends on your luck. "

Yang Jian took back the phone and said calmly.

The music box curse?

Is there still this thing?

Eagle's face changed, and then he was surprised to find that he was not dead yet. He had clearly lost the dice game just now. According to the death time of the first two people, he should have died at this time.

But now.

Except for a piece of music reverberating in his mind, everything has no effect.

"Unbelievable, the eagle didn't die after losing the bet." Daqiang discovered the problem with a shocked expression on his face.

Yang Xiaohua also stared at the eagle, which was also incredible.

"It looks like the ghost dice curse is a bit worse than the music box curse. In that case, the game continues." Yang Jian said.

The eagle's eyes moved, he just nodded, and he also figured out what was going on in his heart.

So he picked up the dice without hesitation and continued to play with Li Gui.

Since he will not die, nor will the ghost die, it is fair to start this game now.

"The Curse of the Music Box? That's the case. Why don't you use this method earlier." Fan Xing said, "Why have to wait until now."

"Do I need to explain to you?" Yang Jian stared at him coldly.

Fan Xing is speechless.

Yang Jian did not need to explain to him.

"This curse can only save people under certain circumstances. Under normal circumstances, this curse is a curse of murder. I am afraid that it would be helpless to release it until now. What's the point of arguing about this now? Everyone will be together soon. If you die, even if you survive today or tomorrow, if you retreat, it will be difficult for the day after tomorrow to survive..." Daqiang stood aside and said.

Yang Xiaohua didn't speak, she couldn't control anything alone, after all, strictly speaking, she didn't even count the messenger on the fourth floor.

There are two main reasons why Yang Jian is unwilling to use the music box, that is, the music box can only be released on one person. If it is used at the beginning, even he will not be able to easily use it later.

Secondly, although the music box curse can protect itself, it is also very deadly.

A random release may have the opposite effect.

So he didn't use the curse of the music box to save Wang Feng at first, and wanted to see if Li Yang could come back during this period of time.

But now it seems that the curse of the music box can no longer be retained to the critical moment, and if you retain it again, I am afraid that people will die.

The spirit outside the back door was temporarily stabilized because of the existence of the music box.

However, the ghosts who invaded from the lobby of the ancient house never stopped. The area affected by the ghost domain in the vicinity is getting larger and larger. Now it is not only the walls, but also the ceiling, and the aisles. Everything seems to be moving. Disappeared, engulfed by an abyss.

The environment that everyone is familiar with seems to be erased from this world, including myself.

"Will the ghost kill all of us through the ghost domain invading the back hall? This is indeed a very incomprehensible method. If the ghost comes in person, it will definitely leave the medium to be dismembered by me with a hatchet, but if it comes, the ghost will Can avoid the hatchet attack, so I don't have the conditions to trigger the media." Yang Jian realized this.

His ghost has been disturbed by the spirit, and there is no way to spread too far.

This ghost domain is terrible.

You must know that this is still under the situation of some kind of suppression in the ancient house. If you put it outside, this ghost's ghost domain is definitely the most powerful since I encountered it, and it has surpassed the five-layer ghost domain of Yang.

The superposition of the five-layer ghost domain in Yang Jian can send away some non-frightening spirits, and this ghost domain can also swallow all people and buildings.

"There is no turning point for continuing to stay here." He took a deep breath and glanced at the others.

Li Yang hadn't returned yet, and even if he did, he would just lead away the ghosts at the back door. The ghosts in this ancient house still had to deal with them on their own.

"Then what should I do?" The voice of the only remaining strange ghost master was trembling.

This is both fear and excessive tension.

Yang Jian glanced at him: "Daqiang, you should be the one with the ghost realm."

"Yes." The messenger named Daqiang nodded.

Yang Jian said, "I want you to take my place for at least ten seconds. Within these ten seconds, I will rush into the lobby alone to dismember the ghost who invaded the back hall, otherwise we will continue to do so. It will be exhausted."

"Ten seconds?"

Daqiang's face suddenly changed: "I'm not sure, is there no better way other than this method?"

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"No, if the ghost realm of the ghosts swallows the back hall, everyone will disappear, even the red coffin will disappear, and they will all die by the time. Now that the ghost does not appear, I can't find its place. So I must take the initiative, but once I leave the ghost realm eroded and need someone to take over and support it."

"Here, you are the only one who owns the ghost domain, so you have to hold on for ten seconds, even if you are fighting the risk of ghost recovery." After Yang Jian said, he added: "This is the only turning point. "

"And you must do it, and you can't refuse."

Seeing this, Daqiang gritted his teeth and said: "I see, I will try my best for ten seconds."

Ten seconds sounded very short, but only those with the abilities of ghosts knew how terrifying and dangerous this kind of spiritual confrontation was.

"After three beeps, I started to act." Yang Jian stared at him.

At this time he didn't doubt this messenger called Daqiang.

Because once he leaves, he will die here if Daqiang doesn't work hard, so this is not for others, but also for himself.

"Okay, I see." Daqiang patted his face and cheered up.

"It's time to start."

There was already cold sweat on his forehead, and his nerves were strained to the extreme.

"One." Yang Jian stretched out a finger.

Da Qiang nodded.

And Fan Xing, Yang Xiaohua, and the remaining unfamiliar ghost wielder stared at the two people.

"two."

Yang Jian squeezed the hatchet in his hand. At this moment, he knew it was time for him to play.

Daqiang's face was gradually changing, and it seemed that a living person was transforming into a dead person.

This was a precursor to using spiritual power, and he was being corroded by a ghost.

"three!"

After the sound fell, the ghost image covering the vicinity of the red coffin was instantly recovered, and then Yang Jian rushed out like a beast. He left the back hall and went straight to the lobby.

"coming."

As soon as the ghost retreated, Daqiang's ghost domain immediately took over.

Only this moment of succession.

The darkness nearby suddenly eroded, and there was no foothold around, only a circle around the red coffin was still safe.

"Stand on the coffin." Fan Xing said in horror, and hurriedly climbed up the red coffin.

Another ghost rider and Yang Xiaohua had no time to act, so she could only lie on the coffin, for fear of falling into the dark abyss nearby, and the eagle who was playing with the ghost is safe, the rules of the ghost dice game Protecting him, it seems that all the spirits have been isolated from the influence of this ghost domain.

"damn it."

Da Qiang was roaring and roaring, his body was being rapidly eroded by his own spirituality, this kind of pain was enough to make people crazy.

His ghost domain is fighting against this piece of darkness that swallows everything.

Even if he tried his best, the area covered by his ghost domain was getting smaller and smaller, and he could barely cover the red coffin, and this area was still shrinking as the confrontation progressed.

"Ten seconds, as long as ten seconds is enough, I can." Daqiang's strong desire to survive supported him.

Let him not collapse because of despair.

At this moment, Yang Jian rushed into the lobby with a split spear in his hand. He endured it for so long, in order to stabilize the situation and survive the first seven. Since the ghosts have been oppressed to this level, then he simply shouldn't be there. What did you think about.

Isn't it just desperate?

He is true.

"There is no need to have any reservations, it will directly trigger all the media to dismember all the ghosts that appeared in the ancient house, and reverse the situation in one breath."

Yang Jian showed a fierce look in his eyes.

The ghost image under his feet extended, forming a safe path, leading him to the middle of the lobby, and then the ghost image spreading out to the surroundings.

As long as there are traces left by ghosts in the area covered by ghosts, they will be triggered by the medium.

Suddenly.

One by one, strange and terrifying figures appeared in front of Yang Jian.

Densely packed.

The originally empty lobby suddenly became a little crowded.

All are ghosts.

All are the medium left by ghosts.

And as the coverage of ghosts expands slightly, more and more figures appear, but there are many mediums that are repeated, not a medium left by a ghost.

"Do it."

Yang Jian snorted in his heart, he held a split spear at the ghost figure in the medium and chopped it down.

No fancy moves, no hesitation.

With one slash, the medium of four ghosts was cut off.

"Ah~!"

Inside the dark old mansion, weird and miserable screams were heard immediately, which made people creepy.

"Come again."

Yang Jian slashed down with the second knife, and three more ghosts' media were instantly cut off.

A ghost in an unknown place will be cursed by a hatchet and be dismembered instantly.

However, when he wanted to swing the third knife.

The first curse broke out.

The first blow of the hatchet chopped off the media left by the four ghosts, and the corresponding curse would be even more terrifying.

A crack appeared on Yang Jian's body, the crack was big, and there was a palm wide enough to almost swallow half of his body.

This kind of wound not only appears on the body, but also ghosts.

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Because the curse of the second knife broke out one after another.

At this moment, Yang Jian was like a piece of porcelain falling to the ground, and no body was intact anymore.

At this moment, the ghost image seemed to be completely shattered.

"Restart."

Yang Jian snarled, feeling the pain of being dismembered.

The ghost eyes opened suddenly, and a burst of scarlet light covered itself.

The originally fragmented body and ghost image instantly recovered in less than a second.

"Come again." Yang Jian's eyes were cold and fierce.

The hatchet in his hand was chopped down again.

At this moment he found it.

Found the source of this ancient house ghost domain.

A vaguely distorted figure of a terrifying ghost.

This figure is very familiar, because he triggered the media hack once before, but that time was when the ghost invaded the back hall.

It's just that the media hasn't been cut off after that time, and it can't be triggered a second time in succession.

"I found you." Yang Jian ignored the other media and slashed at the terrifying ghost, and directly cut it in half.

After the hatchet's knife was cut down, the entire ancient house seemed to shake.

This is not really shaking, but the darkness is twisting.

Then a crack appeared in front of him.

This crack is like a light, illuminating the ancient house.

Using the hatchet for the third time, Yang Jian was very extravagant, specially dealing with this ghost, and it was the second time he did it.

Because if you don't dismember this ghost, this ghost's ghost domain will quickly erode everything in the back hall, even the red coffin will not be able to keep it.

Without the red coffin, the delivery mission would have failed.

Chapter end