The sound of the box pounding stopped.

And it never sounded again.

In Yang Jian's opinion, there are only two possible situations. One is that the ghost is tired of knocking... Of course, this is impossible.

The second situation is that the headless ghost in the box has been released.

As for the third situation... Yang Jian couldn't think of it at all.

At this moment, the dark room was once again quiet.

There was no knocking sound, no footsteps.

There is no sound.

Unlike before, this tranquility lasted for a long time, far exceeding any time before.

And... the cough never sounded again from beginning to end.

I don't know if this is an important clue.

"The ghost stopped moving... the headless ghost didn't seem to appear. Why is all this so weird?"

Yang Jian was ready to die here before, but now.

He felt that he could still save it.

Because the time for paralysis is almost here.

The restlessness of the ghost eye in the body began to calm down, and the body gradually regained consciousness.

As long as Yang Jian resumes his actions, he will not be afraid even if he really faces the headless ghost.

Maybe the ghost already knew that Yang Jian was going to resume his actions, or because some time had arrived.

The footsteps sounded again.

The ghost began to gradually move away from the direction of the wardrobe, gradually retreated to the door, and then walked out of the room and slowly walked down the stairs. Step by step, the clear sound of footsteps echoed between the corridors... It was about to leave.

Almost the moment it walked downstairs.

Yang Jian resumed his action.

He immediately took over his body, jumped up from the bed, and at the same time he touched his hand along the wall, and immediately turned on the lights in the room.

The lights lit up instantly, dispelling the darkness.

Everything around you can see clearly.

Yang Jian immediately looked in the direction of the wardrobe.

At this moment, the wardrobe opened and a golden box fell to the ground, but it had become deformed. A notch appeared in the middle of the box, almost smashing the box open.

But the toughness of gold is also the fact that Yan Li did not cut corners when customizing this box.

The box was not smashed open in the end.

"Huh~!"

Seeing this, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.

The best result came. The box had not been opened yet, and the headless ghost inside did not run out. As for the box being deformed, it doesn't matter. Gold is just a container and has no requirements for shape.

But what's strange is...the box is covered with a human skin

That was the human velvet paper he brought out from school.

Although I was confused, I was not the time to think about this now.

Yang Jian immediately packed up his things, hid his luggage, and rushed out immediately with his weapon.

"This is a crisis and an opportunity for me...at least that ghost appears. Even if I don't deal with it, at least I have to know its identity, its location, and its appearance..."

"If you just let it go like this, I'm afraid you won't find such a good opportunity again next time."

Despite the fear and anxiety in my heart.

But he still chased the departing ghost. After all, this time he came to Huanggang Village to fight for his own chance to survive. If he was afraid of death, he would not come here.

The door on the first floor is closed.

But there were footsteps leaving outside the door.

Obviously, the ghost had left Liu Genrong's home and began to go elsewhere.

"Chasing~!"

Yang Jian opened the door and immediately chased him out. A ghost eye spread out on his forehead and flesh appeared. His scarlet eyes conveyed a strange vision.

A world shrouded in red light.

No more darkness.

The Ghost Eye's vision can see through the darkness and the illusion of the Ghost Realm. Although it is useless without using the Ghost Realm, it is at least a special ability.

"in front of."

Yang Jian chased after him, and with a ghost's eyes, he tried to see clearly the ghost's appearance.

But a turn blocked the view, and the sound of footsteps echoed from the alley.

"If you use the ghost realm, you can catch up with the ghost in an instant... But it is obviously very stupid to use the ghost without knowing the ghost."

Although I really want to know the true face of this ghost.

But the consequences brought by the Ghost Realm made Yang Jian endure this momentary impulse.

After all, rushing up may not necessarily lead to detention.

Keep catching up.

The footsteps in front are getting closer and closer to me.

You can see it just a turn in front.

But the next moment.

When Yang Jian ran over a turn, the scene in front of him suddenly stunned him.

The person in front of me is not a ghost at all, but a member of Xiaoqiang Club who came to Huanggang Village during the day... Zhang Han.

"Yang Jian? How could it be you?"

Zhang Han was obviously shocked when he saw him. He was even more surprised than seeing a ghost, and he spoke actively.

"This sentence is what I want to say. I came here with the footsteps of a ghost, but the person I saw was you, are you really Zhang Han?" Yang Jian frowned, holding a golden pistol in his hand.

The bullet is loaded.

It's not about killing ghosts, it's just subconscious self-defense.

Zhang Han said a little angry, "Of course I am Zhang Han, you have a problem, okay? I also followed the footsteps and thought you were a ghost. Fortunately, I saw you clearly and scared me."

He heard what he said

Yang Jian felt a stern: "Are we being fooled? Or is there more than one ghost here... The one you are chasing is not the one I met."

"It's not very clear, but the sound of footsteps did disappear nearby." Zhang Han also looked solemn.

"Tread, step ~!"

Suddenly, a sound of footsteps came from the alley beside it.

"Bang~!"

The next moment, Yang Jian almost didn't think about it, an eye grew on his head, and raised his hand and shot the direction of the sound.

"Ah~!"

A painful cry sounded, and his ghost eyes saw a man fall to the ground in pain, and blood flowed out of his body.

"Yang Jian, why are you shooting randomly? You hit someone." Zhang Han said in shock.

Yang Jian frowned and said, "The people in the village have already gone to bed. They don't even bark at such a night. Who knows if the footsteps suddenly appear? Just beat them first."

"Fortunately you saw me just now, otherwise you would definitely shoot me." Zhang Han said in a little fear.

Only then did she see that Yang Jian was holding a pistol in his hand.

"That person seems to be a member of the club, you should know him, but I don't know if the shot just now killed him." Yang Jian said.

After a moment.

In a small villa temporarily rented by a club.

A man was pale, covered his wound and was bleeding. Zhang Han next to him was bandaging his wound.

In addition to them, other ghost drivers are also there.

The haunted thing at night seemed to alarm everyone.

"Ouyang Tian, ​​there is something very bad to tell you. Your bird was beaten away." Zhang Han looked like I understood you and said sadly: "It's a mess, clean and neat. I suspect Yang Jian was deliberately aiming at you."

Yang Jian glanced at him: "Fuck, I clearly glanced at his head. How could I blame me when the bullet flew to his bird?"
To be continued...