Yang Jian directly made a wish: "Change your shape and become a new gun body."

next moment.

The wooden man in front of him was indeed twisted strangely. The outline of the human figure shrank, his hands and feet disappeared, and finally it formed a red wooden stick.

This wish was insignificant, because the supernatural shape was not important, but when Yang Jian retracted his palm, he saw that there was still a trace of scarlet blood on his pale palm.

Apparently, a little of the wishing ghost's blood invaded Yang Jian's body.

Yang Jian immediately restarted himself.

The scarlet blood streak on the palm disappeared.

"Sure enough, my previous guess was right. By restarting oneself, one can erase the erosion caused by the wishing ghost." Yang Jian thought to himself.

Later.

He began to build a new supernatural weapon, but this time it was very simple. He only needed to insert the hatchet and coffin nails.

After a while, a spear covered in red paint and exuding a cold atmosphere appeared in front of him.

This time Yang Jian completely abandoned gold as a material. All weapons were made of supernatural materials. The only thing he put a little thought into was to inlay the coffin nails. He used a mortise and tenon structure to jam the coffin nails into the red wood.

inside.

Because the red wood is a ghost, it cannot be penetrated by coffin nails, otherwise the wishing ghost will be nailed and lose its supernatural power.

Most of the gun body is covered with a layer of cold human skin. This area cannot be touched because there is a terrible curse on it that will cause death if you lose your balance.

"finished."

Yang Jian stretched out his hand to hold the new spear and waved it, no matter how strong it was, he was not afraid of being broken.

"Go out and try a new way of attacking."

He walked out of the safe house with this red spear and directly used the ghost realm to appear on the top floor of Shangtong Building.

The cool night breeze blew, and Yang Jian's body stood motionless on the top floor. He overlooked the city, his dead ghost eyes turning at will according to his thoughts, peeping at any corner of the city.

soon.

Yang Jian found his target.

It was a thief who was picking the lock at the door of a house and trying to steal.

That household has been uninhabited for a long time. The head of the household was probably killed in the starving ghost incident, but there are still a lot of belongings left in the house. It seems that the thief has been keeping an eye on the place for a long time and chose to take action today.

"It's unlucky for you. Normally I wouldn't care about this matter at all, but today you are a good experimental subject."

Yang Jian raised the red spear in his hand. He exerted a slight force on his hand, and his cold nails dug into the red wood, and strands of scarlet blood flowed out and came into contact with him.

He whispered softly, and said a wish that was like a curse: "If the spear is thrown, it will definitely penetrate the thief's palm."

Then, the spear was thrown.

The thief was in the west of the city, but the direction where Yang Jian threw the spear was in the east.

The direction is completely opposite.

The thrown spear disappeared silently into the night, flying to an unknown place.

However, ordinary people could not clearly see the position of the spear, but Yang Jian's ghost eyes were always locked on the spear.

Yang Jian saw the flying spear sliding through an arc in mid-air, and then flying straight towards the west of the city, but the speed was not fast, just the speed of normal throwing.

Ghost Eye's sight was locked and followed all the way.

Within a few dozen seconds, the spear passed through the building, shattered windows, bypassed the walls, and finally made a loud bang.

"ah!"

The thief who had just opened the door let out a painful cry before he could go in to steal.

A spear that flew from nowhere pierced his palm and was nailed to the wall next to him. He did not dare to struggle, because the more he struggled, the more painful his palm became, which made him almost faint.

The loud scream lit up the voice-activated lights in the building.

But at this moment the lights were flickering.

A person suddenly appeared in the corridor as the lights flickered, and then walked towards this side with calm eyes.

"Go to the hospital for treatment. If you steal next time, your life may be lost." Yang Jian appeared and pulled out the spear nailed to the wall.

There was another scream, and the thief looked at Yang Jian in horror, not knowing what to do.

Yang Jian ignored it, just turned and left.

The lights flickered again, and the person disappeared without hearing the sound of coming downstairs.

"It's so scary. What was that just now? Is it a human or a ghost?"
Chapter completed!