Chapter 977 Consciousness During the Republic of China

The transaction content of the ghost closet only asked him to open the door of this room, and did not require him to go in.

But out of curiosity and pursuit of the truth, Yang Jian still stepped into this mysterious room.

Surprisingly, this room did not appear as sinister as imagined. Instead, it looked like a boudoir for a woman to get married. The decoration was festive, but the bright red color revealed a certain atmosphere due to the oldness of the objects. An indescribable feeling of disharmony, completely weird.

Moreover, Yang Jian discovered through observation that there are many vacant spaces in this room. For example, the space where the bed is placed lacks a red canopy bed. The vacant space next to it seems to be suitable for placing a wooden cabinet, and there is also a lack of red There are even no makeup mirrors or makeup boxes on the makeup table.

It seems normal, but it actually lacks many key things.

But just when Yang Jian was standing in the room observing.

A slender figure at the door was reflected into the room, and the shadow fell at Yang Jian's feet, making the red-light room dim slightly.

Is there someone at the door?

this moment.

Yang Jian was suddenly startled. He knew very well that the people who appeared at the door at this moment were definitely not Li Yang, Fan Xing, Zhou Deng and the others, because if they were really looking for him, they would shout out and make noise.

so.

The thing standing at the door of the room behind you is a ghost.

"boom!"

Suddenly, Yang Jian took action. Before he could turn around, his ghost eyes suddenly opened, and his body instantly threw the cracked spear in his hand in a way that was contrary to normal human exertion.

The nail section of the coffin was still nailed to the gruesome corpse of a baby.

But if the coffin nail can penetrate two ghosts in one breath, it can also restrain the two ghosts together.

But there is a prerequisite for this.

That is, the second ghost cannot be squeezed out, otherwise the coffin nail will fail.

There was a loud bang.

The cracked spear flew directly over the door, was nailed to the opposite wall, and penetrated deeply inside.

door.

The figure twisted and swayed for a moment, then disappeared.

Yang Jian turned around.

There was no one behind me.

His sudden attack failed and failed to pin the thing down.

Just when he was about to turn around and rush out quickly to take a look at the situation outside, Yang Jian froze again.

In the room, someone suddenly appeared.

It was a woman, wearing a red cheongsam, sitting in front of the dressing table with her back to him. Because there was a makeup mirror in front of the dressing table, Yang Jian could not see the front of the red figure, even with a ghostly eye. , but was disturbed by supernatural power and could not penetrate this woman's body.

"Come into the room." Yang Jian's heart sank.

Perhaps, the owner of this ancient house sealed this room during his lifetime to prevent evil spirits from invading here.

Now I found the key and opened the door.

Maybe something irreversible is going to happen.

"That red cheongsam is very familiar. It belongs to Liu Qingqing." Yang Jian looked at it and took a few steps back. He grabbed the splitting spear nailed to the wall.

But when he took back the weapon.

The nail in the coffin.

The horrific baby corpse had disappeared.

It seemed that because of the excessive force just now, it penetrated the opposite wall and threw the crucified baby out. After all, the baby's body was too small, and even if it penetrated, it was not as strong as expected.

This was a mistake.

Yang Jian just glanced at it briefly, but didn't pay much attention.

That terrible baby is lost.

There are ghosts everywhere here, including this one.

On the contrary, the thing that invaded the room made people more concerned.

"Could it be Liu Qingqing? The back looks somewhat similar, but there is an indescribable sense of strangeness. I seem to see another strange figure in her body." Yang Jian stared at her ghostly.

In the sight of ghost eyes.

There is also a vague figure overlapping the back figure in front of me.

It was as if there was a double image.

But this kind of ghosting is very inconsistent, almost like being possessed by a ghost.

Yang Jian's nose moved slightly at this moment.

He smelled something.

It's the scent.

This scent is very familiar, it is the smell emanating from the three sticks of incense in front of the red coffin.

Now this fragrance appeared in the room.

It seemed to be coming from that woman.

"Fragrant?" Yang Jian's expression changed.

He thought of the second old tomb that Zhou Deng indirectly destroyed before. According to him, a woman was buried in that second tomb.

really.

Is this the female ghost in the old grave?

"Sixth floor ghost realm, come again, whether it's Liu Qingqing or the female ghost in the old grave, I'll just nail it to death first, so as not to have long nights and dreams." Yang Jian stared at the person in the red room. Graceful back view.

Although there was no movement.

But Yang Jian is not naive enough to think that this thing has no threat.

Without the slightest hesitation.

The ghost eyes suddenly opened.

Six layers of ghost realm are superimposed. This layer of ghost realm can suspend everything in the ghost realm.

Only in this way can we ensure that the coffin nails can successfully restrain the thing.

After the ghost realm is opened.

Everything in front of him seemed to have fallen into deathly silence, but Yang Jian himself could move, because this time he learned the wisdom and only locked everything in front of him into the sixth-level ghost realm, while he was in the sixth-level ghost realm. outside the domain.

In this way, everything in the ghost realm cannot move, but I can move.

But just when he was about to take action.

An incredible scene occurred.

In the red room, the strange woman sitting in front of the dressing table slowly stood up.

She has a tall figure, slender legs, a particularly bright red cheongsam, and a pair of high heels, also red. This weird combination is hard to forget at a glance.

"Can you still move?"

Yang Jian's eyes widened at this moment.

Although he knew that the more powerful the ghosts in the six-level ghost realm, the faster they could resume their actions, this was the first time that they could move freely like this.

The spear held tightly in his hand hesitated.

There is no need to vote out.

Because the six levels of ghost realm cannot be contained, it is impossible to pin the fierce ghost.

The first failure can already prove all this.

"Dismember it and then imprison it." Yang Jian immediately changed his strategy. He no longer thought that he could succeed in one attempt. He decided to use a hatchet to dismember him.

After reducing the terror of the evil spirits, the six-layered ghost realm can be used as a nail in the coffin to nail the evil spirits.

The ghost shadow shook, not covering the front, but covering the door behind him.

This ghost stood at the door before and left a medium. Wait, where is the medium?

Yang Jian discovered that there was no medium left in the area covered by ghost shadows, and all traces seemed to have been erased.

"Is it because of the red high heels? There is no need to leave a medium for making footprints."

He understood at this moment.

Why are you wearing red high heels?

Because high-heeled shoes can only leave half of a footprint, and a media trigger requires an entire footprint. It won't work if it's incomplete, otherwise there will be no way to attack with a hatchet.

"The nails in the coffin cannot be guaranteed to be nailed, the medium of the hatchet cannot be formed, and the six-level ghost realm cannot restrain and imprison it. This is to force me to get close to the confrontation in person." Yang Jian's eyes flickered.

These are not his methods.

After getting close, he can directly dismember it with a hatchet, or he can use his ghost hands to suppress a ghost and catch it.

However, it is dangerous to get close.

"With your back to me, I can't use that weird doll. Otherwise, I can use that supernatural prop." He took a deep breath and felt troubled.

The ghost is right in front of you.

Even without doing anything, almost most of his methods were cracked.

It seems that he has studied all his methods thoroughly.

Yang Jian understood that it was not that his information had been leaked, but that the terror level of the ghosts was too high. Just like when he faced the ghosts, some methods that seemed to be useless were actually useless. Find the ghost's killing patterns and survive.

He didn't expect that he would encounter a similar situation today.

"etc."

Yang Jian moved his steps, and when he was about to take the risk and get closer, he suddenly figured it out.

Why do I have to fight this ghost?

My purpose is to deliver the message and get out of here alive. Since this evil ghost has appeared in the house, isn't it good to let him stay in the house?

If you continue to take action at this time, you will probably have to fight hard.

"It's a big loss to work hard just to imprison a ghost whose danger level is unclear. There are so many dangers in this ghost place. Since it has already appeared, there is no need to pay attention to it. Anyway, it may not be able to invade the real world in the end. Go in."

Yang Jian wanted to retreat.

It's not that he doesn't dare to fight.

But I am afraid that I will be trapped in this ancient house in the end.

He has not forgotten that there are many evil ghosts who have revived in this ancient house, and the old man in the coffin is also a huge threat.

There are so many things to deal with that you can’t even count them.

Yang Jian's face darkened. He looked at everything in the room. Even though he knew in his heart that these might be supernatural props, he did not covet them.

Being greedy right now can kill you.

"time to go."

He exited the room.

However, as soon as he stepped out, the woman in the red cheongsam in the room suddenly turned around again.

It was a blurry face, no, it couldn't be considered blurry, but from Yang Jian's perspective, this face was formed by two faces overlapping each other. They were very similar, but completely different. A face was very familiar. It belonged to Liu Qingqing, but the face belonging to Liu Qingqing had her eyes closed.

The other face was that of a strange woman. She was also very beautiful and flawless. Her eyes were dark and bright, but she had no energy and looked lifeless, like the eyes of a corpse.

"Sure enough, it's Liu Qingqing's body. She was invaded by a ghost." Yang Jian took a slight breath.

The moment he saw the red cheongsam, he already had this idea, but he was not sure yet.

Now, it's basically certain.

This is the ghost who came out of the old grave. The strong fragrance on his body can prove all this.

"Yang Jian!"

Sudden.

A woman's voice sounded. It was Liu Qingqing's voice, but her tone was not that of a stranger.

"You spoke? Are you kidding me?" Yang Jian's hair seemed to stand on end at this moment.

The ghost seems to have invaded Liu Qingqing's consciousness and taken away her memory. She even recognized herself.

Or.

Liu Qingqing is still alive. Is she talking to herself with her remaining consciousness?

"Who are you?" Yang Jian had a cold face and did not flinch.

"A person who has been dead for a long time." Liu Qingqing spoke again, still in the tone of a stranger, giving people a cold feeling that strangers should not approach.

"Are you still conscious?" Yang Jian asked again.

Liu Qingqing said: "I only have one stick of incense time. After one stick of incense time, I will disappear, and then she will wake up again."

She refers to the original Liu Qingqing.

The time of a stick of incense?

Yang Jian's expression condensed: "How long does it take to burn a stick of incense?"

"It depends on the situation." Liu Qingqing said.

"So, are you a ghost controller during the Republic of China? For some special reason, someone used a stick of incense to awaken your last consciousness, but this consciousness will not last long and will soon be absorbed by the body. Swallowed by the fierce ghost, he was completely revived." Yang Jian understood the meaning of this man's words very well.

"That's right, you are very smart. Each of us has reserved the time of a stick of incense. We can be awakened at a critical moment, but this is also the last time. In the end, we will die completely and no longer appear in this world. Liu Qingqing said.

Yang Jian's face moved slightly: "It's really unimaginable that people during the Republic of China could even do this, preserve a person's consciousness and finally wake up at some point, regaining control of the body again."

"But why did you leave a stick of incense?"

"In order to cope with the accident, I didn't expect that I would be the one who woke up this time." Liu Qingqing said, "It's too early. I shouldn't wake up so early."

"It makes no sense. Let's change the topic. I think you have a lot of doubts. I can tell you some of the things you want to know." Liu Qingqing said.

Yang Jian's expression changed.

It seems that a lot of doubts can be solved today.