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Chapter 72 Yang Jian was extremely shocked

Yang Jian looked at the gold foil scattered on the ground, hesitating in his heart, and looked at the door hesitantly. When he was about to open it, a monk suddenly came to stop him.

After having a serious talk with the monk, the monk finally allowed him to go in. This was also what Yang Jian had expected. Even if he was not allowed to go in, he would force his way in.

Slowly pushing the wooden door open, with a creaking sound, Yang Jian entered a desolate and lifeless dark space. Behind him was a moss-covered green brick wall. Yang Jian also discovered the original scratches.

Mark, it seems that this is the right place.

At the same time, Qin Ming, who was reading a book at home, suddenly trembled, looked sharply in one direction, and put down the book in his hand.

"This feeling... it's him, it's Yang Jian who came to that place. He has already gone to get the coffin nails, but unfortunately they are gone."

Qin Ming keenly felt that Yang Jian had arrived in the dark space. There were several ghosts and things in that supernatural space, but Qin Ming was not worried about this.

Because of the special nature of ghost eyes, Yang Jian could see very clearly in this dark space, but at this time, he was completely stunned on the spot, his eyes widened, and he almost couldn't believe his own eyes.

"This...how is this possible! What a joke! This...is missing..."

Yang Jian lost his voice in disbelief. The towering tree, which was as huge as white bones, was covered with all kinds of things, but the huge tree trunk was empty. There was no huge black shadow, and there were no coffin nails.

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Yang Jian saw a ghost about two meters long lying under the tree, covered in black blood. The blood had solidified, firmly suppressing the ghost array.

Moreover, he also saw another ghost lying in another place, which was also firmly frozen by the ghost's blood. His body was covered with rags, and his overall appearance could not be seen clearly.

Moreover, Yang Jian also saw what seemed to be a mirror, which was covered by cloth and could not see clearly.

Yang Jian swallowed subconsciously, his body just froze in place, not daring to make any other movements, just looking straight at the empty tree trunk.

"It's over, it's all over. The ghost ran out, and even the coffin nails are gone. Without the coffin nails, how can I imprison that ghost... One move is missing, and all is lost."

Yang Jian just stood there, smiling bitterly. He began to despair. Finally, he took a deep look at the empty tree trunk and left the place.

"He left. It seems he came back empty-handed. Even if he saw those things, it would be fine." Qin Ming stood on the balcony and looked at everything outside quietly, sensing Yang Jian's departure from the dark space.

His mind moved slightly.

"It seems like it's time to take action." Qin Ming thought.

"Xiaoyu, it's time, we should leave." Qin Ming shouted towards the room.

Qin Xiaoyu ran out of the room, and Qin Ming took her directly out of Jinhua Community and went to No. 7 Middle School.

Yang Jian came to the vicinity of No. 7 Middle School and connected with the headquarters and Wang Xiaoming.

There was a hint of despair in his tone: "The plan failed. I didn't find that thing. When I arrived, the ghost with unknown degree of terror and the thing that could suppress the ghost had disappeared. There is no way to solve this problem now."

incident."

After saying that, he immediately disconnected and started staring at the school to observe.

Cao Yanhua, who was at the headquarters, was stunned after receiving the news, and looked at the person who reported the news in disbelief.

"Are you kidding me? If so, wouldn't the plan fail? Then what else can be done to save Dachang City..."

Even Wang Xiaoming was stunned. He didn't expect that it would turn out like this. The plan that he was originally 70% sure about was now even 0% gone. He sat paralyzed on the spot, lost in thought.

Yang Jian came to a classroom, where there was a satellite phone, and the recording inside was continuously played in a loop. It was Zhao Kaiming.

After Yang Jian heard the recording, his expression suddenly changed. According to him, the Wish Ghost had merged with the Starving Ghost and successfully controlled the Starving Ghost.

How can he be imprisoned without coffin nails?

Suddenly.

Yang Jian's face suddenly changed, his eyes suddenly shrank and he looked outside. He felt that his ghost realm was invaded. An invisible ghost came, and a blue-black haze invaded. Yang Jian judged that it should be

Source ghost.

The dark footprints on the ground gradually came towards him, and Yang Jian watched with vigilance.

In the end, Yang Jian was helpless and prepared to fight hard.

After a series of tests and attempts, Yang Jian successfully restrained the possessed Zhou Zheng with his withered fingers and the ghost rope.

Since there were no coffin nails, Yang Jian didn't know how to imprison him. Just when he wanted to use more force to suppress him, he felt his consciousness slipping into a trance.

Then he woke up again for a moment, and looked around blankly, only to find that the ghost was gone, and what he had done before was gone. The haze dissipated, and only one sentence echoed in the whole classroom.

That recording of Zhao Kaiming.

Yang Jian was horrified to find that the time had gone back 40 minutes.

"Damn it, this ghost can actually reset time and go back to 40 minutes ago. This is no longer something I can fight. I have to go."

Yang Jian's expression trembled slightly and he gritted his teeth and said.

Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps coming from behind, and Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed. Several ghost eyes emitted scarlet light and stared closely at the footsteps behind him.

"Who is it?" Yang Jian shouted softly, is it the Source Ghost who has come again?

"Yang Jian, this is me Qin Ming."

A voice came from the darkness, and Qin Ming walked slowly from the depths. His eyes flickered under his stern face, and he looked at Yang Jian with a smile.

Qin Ming?

Because Wang Xiaoming and the temporary command center were connected to Yang Jian at all times, they also heard it.

"Qin Ming... is the very mysterious folk ghost master who solved the ghost and Buddha incident." Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered, thinking with some surprise.

Even the temporary command center was very surprised. They had contacted Ye Zhen and Qin Ming before, but the supernatural forum said they could not provide help, and even Qin Ming could not be contacted.

So they can only place their hope in Yang Jian.

Now that Qin Ming actually appeared in No. 7 Middle School, this was a big surprise for them, which showed that this matter could still be reversed.

"Qin Ming?! It's you, you're here, why haven't I seen you before?" Yang Jian said, squinting his eyes.

Qin Ming smiled faintly, "Something happened before and the situation was not very good. Now it has been temporarily solved, so I came to take a look."

Qin Ming walked over slowly, looked around for a week and then said: "I also saw it just now. That ghost is very scary, or Zhao Kaiming's ghost is even more terrifying. The combination of the two has reached an unprecedented level."

Some height."

"That ability is called restart. It can restart itself or the time around it. It can take as little as a few minutes or ten minutes, and as many as dozens of minutes or even one or two hours."
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