The leather jacket he was wearing was a supernatural item that Zhang Yuhai had hard-earned. It cost him a lot, but the exchange for it was also very useful.

However, the cost of using it is also high. He originally weighed more than 130 kilograms, but every time he put on this leather jacket, he became thinner and thinner after using it, causing him to drop from more than 130 kilograms to more than 80 kilograms.

He took the first step and entered the school gate. Soon, his figure disappeared at the school gate and disappeared.

"This...this...how did it become like this...?"

After Zhang Yuhai entered, he looked around and then his eyes suddenly shrank, his face was full of shock, and he even took a few steps back.

The entire campus was desolate, dark, and dilapidated, with cracked buildings everywhere. There was a very strong corpse smell in the air, which far outshone the smell of the leather jacket he was wearing.

The space was very dark, with no light, as if we were in a claustrophobic space, filled with strange things.

"It is indeed a ghost realm. It has actually changed the entire school like this. Then I'm afraid all those people are dead. Even I will be in danger unless I can escape from the ghost realm."

He looked around, thought for a moment, then turned and looked at the school gate. Zhang Yuhai tried to see if he could go out, but found that there was no way to go out through that entrance, just as he thought.

Zhang Yuhai had a hint of panic in his expression, but he quickly calmed down, quickly took out his satellite phone and pressed a button.

"Zhang Yuhai, how is the situation?" said the other person on the phone.

Zhang Yuhai had a gloomy look on his face, coughed a few times and said: "The situation is very bad. The school is really a ghost zone. I'm afraid all those people are dead. Everything has been modified here, and it looks like a ghost school."

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"Just now I was trying to see if I could go out, and I found that just as I thought, this ghost realm can only be entered but not exited. Now I am trapped here. The situation is critical. I can only try to see if I can imprison the ghost, or

Slow it down."

Zhang Yuhai said with a somewhat ugly expression.

Now he couldn't go back, so he could only move forward. He didn't hang up the phone, but hung it there.

The whole school was eerily silent. Zhang Yuhai could only hear the rustle of the wind and the sound of some leaves falling to the ground. Apart from that, there was no other movement, which was really strange.

Suddenly.

Zhang Yuhai's whole body trembled, a sense of crisis swept through his body, and he immediately looked around with vigilance.

Soon, many people, or rather dead people, suddenly appeared around him.

Some of them were wearing school uniforms, and some were wearing other clothes. Their skin was black and blue, and they looked at Zhang Yuhai numbly with gray-white eyes, and they approached him with stiff steps.

Zhang Yuhai's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was slightly surprised.

"Are these all ghost slaves? There seems to be something wrong. With so many ghost slaves, how strong will that ghost be?" Zhang Yuhai said with an ugly expression.

He decided to rush out of here first, at least not to die here first.

Immediately, Zhang Yuhai began to open his mouth wide, sticking out a rotten tongue, and dripping corpse water.

The rotten tongue grew longer and longer, looking like a long-tongued ghost, and gradually became as long as a rope.

After his tongue became longer, Zhang Yuhai's complexion became worse and worse, gradually turning livid.

Soon, the rotten tongue dripping with corpse water rolled up a student's neck. The neck was stuck with the corpse water and began to rot, and it seemed to be breaking.

His tongue began to tighten, and with a plop, his head fell to the ground.

Only the body was left standing still, the head was on the ground and only the eyes were moving there.

Zhang Yuhai's ghost prefers to explode alone, and is weak against groups, so he is very dangerous now.

"The situation is very bad... Are you going to die here if you haven't met the source ghost yet?" Zhang Yuhai's heart sank, and he thought secretly.

With a thought, the long tongue began to attack again, instantly sweeping through the three dead heads and entangling them tightly, but it was not as fast as the last time when the rotting necks wring out the heads.

His damage has been reduced, spreading the damage from supernatural attacks.

After about five seconds, the heads of the three people fell to the ground, and were eventually severed by the tongue.

It's just that Zhang Yuhai's complexion got worse. He kept coughing, and his condition became very bad. This tongue was about to take away his life.

At this moment, a hazy figure appeared behind Zhang Yuhai, and a pair of black footprints appeared on the ground.

The hazy figure gradually approached, and Zhang Yuhai felt the sense of crisis. He turned around suddenly and found that the figure was already in front of him. He stumbled and fell to the ground.

The long tongue lay limply on the ground, and its face was covered with corpse spots.

His jacket began to ooze blood, oozing blood out and constricting even tighter.

"Cough...cough...I didn't expect to die like this. I'm really, really unwilling..."

The jacket Zhang Yuhai was wearing was beginning to kill him. It was shrinking continuously, and his body seemed to be crushed to pieces. Moreover, his tongue began to lose control and gradually recovered.

As more and more corpse spots appeared on his body, a look of despair appeared in Zhang Yuhai's eyes, and even his eyes began to turn gray, indicating that he was about to die soon.

"Cough...cough...I'm...Zhang Yuhai...I'm going to die. I was attacked by a ghost, and the ghost in my body is about to revive. I can't bear it any longer. I'm asking for...support..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Yuhai lay directly on the ground, like a corpse that had just died.

After about two minutes, the body began to squirm, and the tongue gradually returned.

Zhang Yuhai's body began to be taken over by the tongue ghost.

The corpse stood up stiffly, looking around with gray eyes. Just as he was about to move, he stopped. The curse derived from the ghost school and the tongue ghost began to confront each other, and they were in a stalemate.

And this confrontation seems to form a kind of balance. No one loses to the other, and the confrontation remains in a stalemate, standing still. Unless one party wins, it can control this body and the other party's supernatural powers.

Dajing City Criminal Police Headquarters.

Zhao Jianguo was looking at the information in his hand, his eyes flashed with depth, and then he put down the information in his hand and began to think deeply.

Just then a staff member came to report the matter to him.

"Captain Zhao, we just got the news that Zhang Yuhai, the person in charge of Daming City, is suspected to be dead. This is the information report and recording compiled by his operator. According to the report, a supernatural event occurred in the No. 7 Middle School of Daming City, and the school was haunted by ghosts.

Coverage, initially judged to be Class A.”

Zhao Jianguo took the information, turned on the audio and listened carefully, his face became more and more solemn, and he held the report in his hand tightly.

"His grandma, if what the report says is true, it must be at least an A-level disaster level ghost. Now the person in charge of Daming City is suspected to be dead, and the situation is very bad."

Zhao Jianguo said with a gloomy face, his eyes turning slightly as he thought about countermeasures.

"Hurry up and send someone to contact the nearby ghost controllers and ask them to go over to provide support. See if the ghost controllers in nearby cities can also provide support." Zhao Jianguo said quickly.
Chapter completed!