Mysterious Recovery

"Why did Zhao Kaiming tell me this? He definitely doesn't need to disclose so much information to me."

"Moreover, his shot at me is more like a temptation to test my ability, rather than a determination to succeed, otherwise he will entangle me tightly and use the appearance of the source ghost to take me Drag to death in the school, after all, he even walked in my ghost domain, which means he can let other ghost babies in."

Yang Jian frowned.

I vaguely feel that Zhao Kaiming's so much nonsense is deliberately reminding himself, revealing the secret of the ghost on the side to himself, so that he can guard against it.

When did this guy be so kind.

"But according to what he said, he wants the ghost to take the body of the starved ghost to resurrection. This plan seems to be proceeding smoothly, but it doesn’t matter if the ghost succeeds. To deal with the starving ghost, it just changed a bit, it didn't make any difference."

Yang Jian thought for a while, since it didn't affect his actions, then just leave it alone.

However, he is very busy, and now Zhao Kaiming is in the source of the ghost, if he can get the coffin nail before he dies, maybe he will be a fisherman.

Just a few seconds.

Yang Jian has already appeared in the pedestrian street, where he was when he escaped from the school.

Very precise.

"Come and let me see where that door is."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, his world was scarlet, then red light flashed, and a school building suddenly appeared in front of him.

He is standing at the gate of the school now, the situation in front of him is the seventh middle school.

This is using the ghost domain to simulate the scene when he was in school, in this way he can find his original way.

"My current position is at the gate of the original school. There is nothing wrong with Wang Shanshan, Zhang Wei here, and Miao Xiaoshan here. This is my position." Yang Jian replayed the scene and determined his position.

"From now on, I will go back to the toilet on the third floor."

Yang Jian can change his position at will through the ghost domain. He walked through the campus field, but in reality he walked through an alley and turned to the teaching building, but in reality he passed a road.

When I arrived at the teaching building, I actually stood in front of a temple.

Hongfa Temple in Dachang City.

Walking up three floors, in fact, walking up the three steps of this temple.

Standing at the door of the toilet, you are actually standing in front of the temple's Daxiongbao.

"The real address is in this temple?" Yang Jian was stunned.

It's unbelievable, but his positioning method for replaying the scene should not be wrong. Even if there is a deviation, it is absolutely impossible to vary a lot, at most, it is about ten meters away.

"I've been to this Hongfa Temple several times before. It's a very small temple, and it doesn't seem to have that door."

"No, it's below."

Yang Jian found a basement below the Hongfa Temple through the ghost domain. In the basement, he also saw a few monks hiding from disasters. It seems that this is a relatively hidden place in the temple that only the insiders know.

Of course, he also saw the door.

Yang Jian walked in without hesitation and came directly to this basement.

Looking at the style of the basement, it doesn't look like it was built in modern times. It should be about the same age as this Hongfa Temple, and it uses very old blue bricks.

At the end of the basement, is the door.

Old wooden door.

But at this time he saw that the old wooden door was stuck with gold leaf, closed tightly, and locked again.

"Someone has been here." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

Being stuck by the gold leaf, his ghost realm cannot influence, he can only tear this thing open, open the door and go in.

"Who, who is there?" As he acted, a voice rang from the dim passage.

A bald head dressed in plain clothes heard movement and walked with a flashlight.

"You, what are you doing? Don't let go, the door can't be opened, my God, how did you sneak in." The bald head was shocked when he saw Yang Jian's movements.

Yang Jian turned around and said, "Master, do you know what's in this door?"

He recognized this bald head, the abbot of Hongfa Temple, he had seen it twice before when he came to play.

"Don't ask so much, come here quickly." The bald-headed master turned pale with fright, as if he knew there was something extraordinary in it.

Yang Jian did not stop and continued to tear off the gold leaf; "I want to go in and fetch something, imprison this ghost in Dachang City, and solve this supernatural incident."

Hearing this, the bald master stopped: "Do you want to take the magic pestle?"

"Jianmochu? No, it's a coffin nail." Yang Jian said.

However, he thought for a moment, and it seemed that the two things were similar in shape and similar in shape. Maybe the Jiang Mo pestle in the mouth of the bald master was the coffin nail.

"You take away the magic pestle, there will be very scary things running out." The bald master said.

Yang Jian said, "If I don't take that thing, the whole city of Dachang will be out of help. Master, you know a lot. Can you tell me who told me?"

"This is a secret passed down from generation to generation in Hongfa Temple. Only the past abbots know it. Are you sure you want to take that thing to save Dachang City?" the bald master asked.

Yang Jian said: "Very sure, and I don't have so much time to explain to you. If you want to stop, you can't stop me. Master, let's save some snacks."

The bald-headed master's face changed, and finally he sighed: "Then I won't stop you, you go and take the Jiang Mochu, the opportunity is here, maybe it's time for the Jiang Mochu to be born."

Yang Jian was slightly startled, he looked at the monk and thought he knew something.

Secrets passed down from generation to generation?

This is a bit similar to the broken house in the Republic of China in Guanjiang District.

It's a pity that the old man who guarded the mansion during the Republic of China died, and there is no successor. Otherwise, he will definitely be able to explore some unknown secrets.

"When I have resolved the incident in Dachang City, I will turn around and talk to the master when I have time." Yang Jian tore apart all the gold leaf and gave it a light push.

The door opened.

The door lock breaks automatically.

A cold wind blew over, making the hair stand upright, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees in an instant.

"Young man, be careful. My dead master said there were evil spirits imprisoned by high monks before." The bald monk trembled in fear.

"I see." Yang Jian walked in directly after speaking.

He has been here once and is not afraid.

Sure enough, the guess was correct.

familiar place.

A desolate, dark space with no life.

Only one side was mouldy and covered with moss on the green wall.

Ordinary people must be scared to death when they walk into this place.

"The scratches are still there, that's right here."

Yang Jian looked back and saw that there were many hideous scratches on the wall, with blood remaining on it. Although it had turned black, it seemed that it was only a few months ago, not long.

This scratch was left by Duan Peng and Zheng Fei who had been brought in with his own revenge in despair.

Tick, tick!

The sound of dripping water came from the dark space.

Slight, small, but so obvious, especially clear in the dark environment.

Yang Jian didn't have to rely on his own eyes to see, the place was pitch black and he couldn't see anything clearly, so he opened the ghost eyes directly.

The surrounding area is no longer dark under the eyes of the ghost, everything is clearly seen.

A white bone tree rooted on the ground ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There are many weird things hanging on it, there are withered human heads, old rags, but a three-meter-high tree is nailed to the trunk of the bone tree. Huge black figure.

There are human silhouettes, but no human facial features, just a black shadow condensed, a bit like a headless ghost.

But it is not the same as a headless ghost.

This thing has substance.

A rusty coffin nail penetrated its body and nailed it to the tree.

The ticking sound was the black blood dripping from the wound.

"I didn't expect that one day I would come back here again." Yang Jian saw the position of the huge black figure's head.

There is a vacancy in that place, which seems to be missing an eye.

Knowing that once this thing is released, it might be very scary, but now there is no other way. He urgently needs this coffin nail now.

In order to collect newspapers, he first took out his mobile phone and took several photos of this thing, so that he could study it for Wang Xiaoming in the future, so that he would not know how to fight this thing later.

"I really don't know if it is right or wrong to release this thing in order to deal with the starving ghosts." Yang Jian hesitated in his heart, but he still stretched out his hand to get the coffin nail.

But he hesitated when he was about to meet him, turned to the door and picked up several pieces of gold leaf that had just been torn off, and wrapped it up before talking.

Across the gold leaf Yang, grabbed one end of the coffin nail.

I don't know if it is because of the isolation of the gold leaf, he has no special feelings, but this precaution still needs to be done.

Because of the ghost infant, Yang Jian just pulled back.

The coffin nail that nailed the huge black shadow was removed smoothly.

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