The darkness in the old forest had no effect on him.

soon.

Everyone reached the end of this old forest.

It is a modern asphalt road, which looks out of place with the appearance of the ancient house. However, there is no end in sight from this road to the left and right. The distance is hazy, and everything seems to be shrouded in mist.

The world is only so big and cannot be expanded any further.

"The bus has left." Fan Xing looked at his previous location.

The supernatural bus has long since disappeared, leaving only some blood stains on the ground and some ordinary personal items. It seems that these things can prove that a group of people got off the bus here before and encountered danger.

"The bodies are all gone." Eagle said, "And..."

"And what?" Li Yang asked.

Yingying said: "It's nothing. I just felt that there seemed to be a few more trees on the roadside. It seemed that there were not those trees when I got off the car. Maybe it was an illusion. I was overthinking it."

"If you find nothing, go back." Yang Jian said, "You can't wait for the bus here."

Everyone just wanted to regret it.

At this time, Yang Xiaohua suddenly stopped and her face froze: "Yang Jian, wait a minute, I, I seem to have stepped on something."

"Huh?" Yang Jian looked at Yang Xiaohua's feet.

Yang Xiaohua was wearing a pair of running shoes, but there was a slight bulge where she stood, as if there was something there.

After carefully moving his feet, he found that what he was stepping on was actually a pale palm.

"A dead hand?" Eagle subconsciously became alert.

Yang Jian then handed the lantern to Li Yang, then walked over and signaled.

Yang Xiaohua nodded, jumped away immediately, and then hid aside.

Yang Jian held a cracked spear and moved Bo's hand.

There was no reaction, and there were no body spots or signs of decay on the hands. Although the color was a little paler, it was still very fresh.

If it is a dead body, it must be one that has been killed not long ago.

He looked along the direction of the arm and found that the palm was extending from the direction of Lao Lin next to him.

"It must be the ghost master who died here before." Yang Jian said, then squatted down, stretched out his black ghost hand and directly grabbed the cold arm.

Reach out and pull.

A dead body was pulled out from the soil next to him.

There's something familiar about this dead body.

But what makes people feel weird is that there is a piece of yellow paper stuck on the face of this dead body.

The yellow paper was large and almost covered the entire face, but it was incomplete and could not completely cover the face.

"It's Zhou Deng." Fan Xing immediately exclaimed.

He knew Zhou Deng. He and Zhou Deng had already said hello on the bus. They were both ghost controllers affiliated with the headquarters, so they were relatively familiar with each other. Even now, Zhou Deng had yellow paper stuck on his face to cover his face.

, he can still distinguish it at a glance.

"The clothes and body shape are indeed that of Zhou Deng. He is dead." Yang Jian confirmed that Zhou Deng's body was cold. Although it was not stiff yet, it had no breath of life.

"It's wandering around and doing a lot of harm to people. It's normal for him to die." Daqiang took a sip and said, "You have to throw this guy's body far away to avoid getting any bad luck on him."

Eagle said: "Actually, he doesn't know what will happen in the ancient house. He is also trying to survive, but he just chose the wrong method."

He didn't hate Zhou Deng, because he didn't want to harm anyone, he just liked to wander around alone.

Moreover, when Zhou Deng disappeared in the end, he took the initiative to lure the ghost away with a lantern. He did not deliberately cause trouble for everyone.

"Everyone is already dead, so it doesn't matter."

Yang Jian said: "How could he die here? I remember he was holding a lantern in his hand before he left. According to the current situation, as long as the lantern does not leave his hand, he will not be attacked by ghosts."

"Who knows, anything can happen here." Li Yang shook his head.

Yang Jian didn't speak, just looked at the yellow paper covering Zhou Deng's face, thought for a moment, stretched out his blackened hand and tore off the yellow paper.

Although the yellow paper is firmly attached to the face, it is not sticky and can be torn off easily.

The yellow paper was torn off.

A strange face was revealed, and this face did not belong to Zhou Deng at all.

But the next moment, Zhou Deng opened his eyes suddenly, opened his mouth, and gasped for air, as if he was suffocating.

Everyone was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

But Yang Jian was holding a cracked spear in his hand, and the long coffin nail was about to fall towards Zhou Deng's forehead.

"Wait, wait a minute." Zhou Deng hurriedly stretched out his hand.

The coffin nail stopped in front of Zhou Deng's forehead.

One second later, Yang Jian would have penetrated his head and nailed him to the ground.

"Alive?" Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, a little surprised.

"I'm not dead at all, Captain Yang. If you let this thing fall, I'll be dead."

Zhou Deng hurriedly turned over and sat up. He reached out and tore off the human skin mask on his face, and then returned to his original appearance.

"Not dead? It doesn't matter, I can give you a ride." Yang Jian said.

"Captain Yang, we are all colleagues, why should we be so ruthless? I should have nothing to offend Captain Yang." Zhou Deng said with twitching eyelids.

Fan Xing scolded: "You still dare to say that you have not offended Captain Yang in any way. You almost killed us all. If you weren't walking around with a white lantern, how could the ancient house lose its balance? We

The group was almost wiped out yesterday, look at the only people left dead now."

Zhou Deng looked at the others.

I found that the number of people was really pitiful, with almost 60% fewer people than the number on the first day.

"I almost died. If I wanted to harm you, how could I harm myself?" Zhou Deng patted the dust and stood up.

Yang Jian looked at him coldly.

This guy was indeed unintentional, otherwise he wouldn't have been buried here. There must have been an accident along the way.

"Tell me, what's going on with you?" Yang Jian said.

Zhou Deng said: "This is not the place to talk now. Let's leave this forest first."

"Where is your lantern?" asked the eagle.
Chapter completed!