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Chapter 892 The man on the wooden bench(2/2)

Because this red wooden bench appeared in the building, I didn't even notice it, and the ghost realm where the red wooden bench appeared was affected.

These circumstances all revealed in a subtle way that this was a supernatural incident that looked ordinary but was actually extremely dangerous.

"I don't care whether the threat is big or not. No matter how big the threat is, we still have to find a way to deal with it. And we can't waste too much time. Otherwise, if the ancient house gets out of control, we don't know what will be implicated. So we'd better think about how to deal with this red wooden bench first."

The ghost up there.”

Yang Jian started to think.

The ghost on the red wooden bench cannot be dismembered with a hatchet, because the ghost's feet in the memory left the ground and sat on the wooden bench without leaving any mark.

Secondly.

Ghosts are invisible, only people sitting on the wooden bench can see them.

In other words, if you want to fight, the ghost controller will have to sit on the wooden bench and bear the risk of being attacked by ghosts.

"Feng Quan, don't let anyone interfere with me. If there is a situation, you can handle it yourself. I'm going to deal with this ghost thing." Yang Jian said.

Feng Quan nodded and said: "I understand, just leave it to me."

Yang Jian ignored the corpse on the ground and came to the red wooden bench.

After thinking and pondering for a while, he slowly sat up and took the initiative to get closer to the ghost above.

This is also the boldness of a skilled artist.

If he hadn't become an alien, Yang Jian would never dare to be so reckless.

As soon as he sat down, Yang Jian's expression changed.

An indescribable strange feeling came over me. This kind of feeling cannot be read by memory. Only those who are immersed in it can taste it.

The body is gradually losing control.

No.

Rather than saying that he lost control, it would be better to say that his lower body was rapidly losing consciousness.

Not only Yang Jian's body, but also the ghost shadow was frozen at this moment.

"Have all the ghosts been suppressed? The ghost on the red wooden bench is really scary." Yang Jian did not panic and remained calm.

coming.

soon.

Opposite his wooden bench, a terrifying figure suddenly appeared.
Chapter completed!
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