At this point, the causes and consequences of the supernatural incident in Huanggang Village have all been clarified.
A village formed by ghosts.
A person who attempts to completely become a ghost with the help of a ghost coffin.
The real purpose of that company issuing this mission was not to solve the supernatural events here, nor to save Detective Feng Quan, but to obtain this ghost coffin.
A coffin is suspected to be able to completely turn a person into a ghost.
Although it was not successful, it had high research value.
If a breakthrough can be found in this ghost coffin, perhaps supernatural incidents around the world can be effectively contained.
However, Feng Quan's selfishness prevented the ghost in the coffin from returning to the coffin.
Wandering around the village all the time.
This is the source of terror.
The solution to this problem is actually very simple.
You don’t have to deal with ghosts, you just need to deal with people.
The headless ghost figure was holding Feng Quan's head. Its face was pale and bloodless, but it was still alive.
I don’t know what kind of ghost in his body maintains this miracle of his being able to survive after being separated from the body.
However, after the headless ghost took off Feng Quan's head, he did not hold it in his hands. Instead, he slowly lifted it up and placed it on his neck.
The ghost's instinct drives it to piece together a perfect body.
This behavior was not controlled by Yang Jian.
"Did you lose control indirectly again?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.
The next moment, the scarlet ghost eyes of the headless ghost opened.
It was once again pinned to the ground by its eyes and turned into a shadow.
Feng Quan's head fell off and rolled to the ground.
"Yang Jian, you should know that after entering the ghost coffin, we can perfectly control the ghosts in our bodies after we become completely ghosts. You are simply stupid to hand this coffin to a ghost like this."
He was still struggling and growling. I want Yang Jian to give up this idea.
"You are a detective with great ideas and want to be the savior, but I am just a small person. I just want to live. For your so-called possibility, you have to sacrifice all of us here. Do you think I will? Agree? It’s ridiculous. You’ve lost your life, but you can still care so much.” Yang Jian said seriously.
"Stop talking, that ghost... came in."
At this moment, Yang Jian moved the unconscious Zhang Han, Feng Quan's head, and his body to the side and gathered them together.
To avoid becoming the target of this ghost first after being dispersed.
A man walked into the house again.
He is an old man dressed as a farmer. He is a little thin and dressed simply.
His face was lifeless, with the air of cold death.
This old man is the man named Liu Genrong who Yang Jian inquired about when he entered the village before.
But now, he has become this ghost's new identity.
After Liu Genrong walked in, there was no sparkle in his gray-white eyes. He did not look at Yang Jian and others in the corner, but his eyes stayed on the open coffin.
At this moment, the ghost coffin is empty and unoccupied.
After a brief pause, Liu Genrong walked straight towards the coffin.
Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, and his heart lifted subconsciously.
Although I know what will happen next, being in close contact with an unsolvable ghost still makes people feel frightened and makes the hairs stand on end.
"Don't let anything happen. Just go into the coffin honestly. The place has been made available for you." He prayed secretly in his heart.
Because besides this ghost walking into the coffin, there is another possibility.
That is to attack yourself and others first.
If that's the case, the situation is dire.
Liu Genrong, who had turned into a ghost, had now walked to the ghost coffin, and was less than two meters away from Yang Jian in the corner.
If you take a step forward, you can reach out and grab it.
However, this time it was lucky.
Liu Genrong, who turned into a ghost, did not take action against Yang Jian.
Perhaps it was because the ghosts in Yang Jian, Zhang Han, and Feng Quan's bodies had exceeded the number that he could suppress, and they did not meet the conditions for death, so they chose to give up.
Or maybe returning to the Ghost Coffin takes precedence over others.
now.
Yang Jian saw the old man Liu Genrong, holding the side of the coffin, supporting the body with one arm, and falling into the ghost coffin in a weird posture. Why did this action look so like... Thomas whirled around, Athletes don't seem to have their own movement standards.
Fortunately it was only half a turn.
If you could spin it a few more times and do some moves, the picture would be so beautiful.
"We finally got in. My guess was correct. This is its real purpose." Yang Jian thought to himself.
"Ka, ka ka~!"
Then a pair of skinny, rough hands stained with field soil stretched out from the coffin, grabbed the removed coffin board next to it, and then moved slowly.
The coffin lid was moved to its correct position by those hands.
With a bang.
The coffin lid fell.
After the seams were tightly sealed, the ghost coffin was closed again and returned to its original state.
immediately.
Peace returned to the mourning hall.
The expected result finally appeared without any danger.
Ghost, returned to the ghost coffin.
This supernatural incident should be over.
"You won't come out again, will you?" Yang Jian stared at the ghost coffin for a long time.
He was worried and paid attention for a while.
The ghost coffin was still calm, and there was no such thing as suddenly opening the coffin board and trying to get out again.
If this ghost really wants to come out again, Yang Jian will definitely hold on to its coffin board with all his strength.
I just don’t know whether to press it or not.
But it will definitely be very difficult, at least more difficult than holding down Newton, Einstein and their coffin boards.
"It's over."
After being vigilant for almost an hour, Yang Jian was finally sure.
This ghost will indeed not come out easily after entering the ghost coffin.
Unless some idiot opens the ghost coffin again and actively releases the ghost inside.
Perhaps the accident in Huanggang Village happened because someone in the village had a funeral and bought a ghost coffin from somewhere. After accidentally opening it, the ghost inside was released.
"Now, are you satisfied?"
Feng Quan's head was on the ground and he was still alive. There was an inexplicable anger in his numb eyes.
Yang Jian said: "You don't need to thank me, at least I saved your life."
"You ruined an opportunity to save the world." Feng Quan said.
"This world does not need us to save, we only need to save ourselves." Yang Jian said.
Feng Quan was silent. He didn't say anything more. He just said, "What you said makes sense."
"It makes sense, I saw it on the forum."
Yang Jian said: "Some chicken soup for the soul, such as letting go when it hurts, don't argue with fools, hit me if you can, etc."
"You should have gone online instead of lying in a coffin pretending to be dead when you had the chance."
"If you put my head back on, I'd like to think about it." Feng Quan said.
Yang Jian said: "That's impossible. You are now my only gain from this visit to the ghost village... I became a pauper for this operation. I only have more than two million yuan worth of tens of millions. Thank you." You made me realize what it means to get rich overnight and go bankrupt overnight. And since you are a ghost master, I can't kill you easily, lest the ghost's resurrection brings me huge trouble, but I can sell you. After all, you There are two ghosts in the body."
He said as he walked over carrying the body bag.
"..." Feng Quan looked at him with numb eyes and some confusion.
This man actually wants to sell himself out
that's all.
Yang Jian moved Feng Quan's body into a body bag.
As for his head.
Yang Jian stuffed it into his ass.
Then he felt a different kind of despair.
"This bag is worth at least more than 200 million. I believe someone will take it." Yang Jian thought secretly.
He planned to buy and sell to that company by force.
They are all ghosts anyway.
There should be no difference.
"etc."
Suddenly, he shifted his gaze to Zhang Han beside him.
Yang Jian immediately stood up and picked up his suitcase again, preparing to dump the body inside and put him in it.
"Yang Jian, you don't want to sell me too, do you?"
Zhang Han, who had woken up at this moment, was horrified when he saw this and said, "I have never harmed you."
"But you don't look too good. Are you going to revive the evil spirit? Anyway, dying outside is death, so why don't you take advantage of me?"
Yang Jian said, "At most, your wife and I will split it 50-50, and the money from the sale will be shared half with your family. Don't worry, I will arrange it properly and you won't suffer a loss."
"I, I feel like I can still live for a while..." Zhang Han said with a blush on his face, his desire to survive was very strong.