run.
Run desperately.
Ah Fei and a few friends ran forward as if they were running for their lives. Their faces were pale and their eyes were full of fear, as if they had seen something terrible before.
It was indeed a terrible thing.
They seemed to be... ghosts.
I don't know how long they ran, but they stopped until they were so tired that they couldn't walk anymore, bent over and gasping for air.
Recalling the scene just now, A Fei felt that his hands and feet were trembling slightly.
"Ah, Ah Fei, what happened to that person just now?" A friend next to him asked with a bit of fear.
Ah Fei cursed: "What else can happen? It's probably because of the evil spirits. I'll go back to the temple to ask for a talisman to ward off the evil spirits. Damn it, it's really unlucky today. If I had known it, I wouldn't have gone to a place with few people. It was so hard to get ready." I didn’t expect to come across that thing when I was trying to get some money..."
But before he finished speaking, another companion next to him pointed tremblingly in front of him and said, "You, what do you think that is in front of you?"
The gangsters raised their heads, and their faces were suddenly replaced by panic.
A public restroom.
It was the place where several of them had an evil encounter before.
In front of the toilet, a man stood there with a faint red light, looking at them motionless.
This person is Yang Jian.
After running so much, a few of them turned around and returned to the same place.
Seeing this scene, some people were so scared that they collapsed on the ground. They were so frightened that they didn't even have the strength to run.
"Run quickly."
Although Ah Fei was extremely tired, he was more afraid of Yang Jian standing in front of the toilet and continued to turn around and run away.
In his panic, he had no intention of caring about why he had just run so far and circled around and returned to the far point. He only had one thought at the moment, which was to stay away from this person and this toilet.
At this moment, Yang Jian frowned: "My ghost realm is somewhat different from that old man's ghost realm. The old man can disorient the people in the entire teaching building and even affect the walls and buildings, but I can only Confusing people?”
"No, since the ghost realm is the same, it must be because I haven't mastered the method yet."
"Ghosts and humans are different."
Yang Jian took a step forward.
Suddenly, he disappeared from the same place, and when he reappeared, he was walking towards A Fei from the direction where he escaped.
It was like a circle, and he just came from one end of the circle to the other.
"I see. I can appear anywhere in the ghost realm. That's right. This can explain why the old man who knocked on the door appeared nearby silently after hearing the knock on the door."
"Ah~!"
When Ah Fei saw Yang Jian suddenly appearing in front of him, he stopped in a hurry and ran away in all directions.
"Since you can change your position, what about affecting the things around you?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly. He grabbed a frightened gangster and knocked it against the wall of the toilet next to him.
Under the red light, everything seemed to be under his control.
The gangster screamed and felt a sharp pain.
The next moment, his head hit a vent in front of the toilet door.
The size of the vent did not allow a head to pass through, but Yang Jian stuffed the gangster's head through the wall, and his neck was stuck in the vent.
"So that's what it is..."
Yang Jian gradually understood some of the secrets of the ghost realm.
Here, distance will be distorted, things will change, and the scene in front of you will also change... Everything is both false and true, and at the same time it can isolate everything from the outside world.
Within the ghost realm, there is a world that revolves around ghosts.
It appears due to ghosts and changes due to ghosts.
Yang Jian tried many uses of the ghost realm and experimented with these little gangsters, and gradually understood what the power of this kind of ghost represented.
No solution.
Yes, no solution.
For humans, this power of wantonly distorting reality is indeed unexplainable. No wonder even bombs cannot blow up the ghost realm.
Because being in the ghost realm no longer belongs to the reality you know.
Bombs can blow up everything in reality, so how can they destroy something like reality in the ghost realm
"If you reduce the distance between the ghost realm and only cover yourself, then you will become a virtual and real existence..." Yang Jian shrank the power of the ghost realm.
The surrounding red light was quickly dissipating.
The street lights returned to their original state, neon lights lit up on the tall buildings in the distance, and the sound of car horns was heard all around again.
However, Yang Jian's body still glowed with a faint red light.
He took a step forward.
The body naturally passed through a wall and entered a nearby residential building.
He saw a couple doing something shy with the lights on in the room.
Yang Jian looked at them, and they looked at Yang Jian.
The couple looked at the sudden appearance of a person in the room with a faint red light. Their eyes suddenly opened wide, and an extreme fear surged into their hearts.
"Excuse me, please continue." Yang Jian turned and left, disappearing into the wall.
"Ah, ghost~!" The screams of the couple echoed in the room and even spread outside.
ghost
Yang Jian looked at his own state.
He is indeed becoming more and more like a ghost, if he didn't still retain human consciousness.
The ghost controller is truly a being who is neither human nor ghost.
Yang Jian felt that the eyes in his body were restless again. The red paper covered one ghost eye, but using the power of this ghost for a long time was still very burdensome. He felt that the eyes in his body were restless again.
"The ghost realm lasts only five minutes, and my limit will be reached after five minutes."
Yang Jian looked at the time on his phone and wrote down the time.
He retreated from the ghost realm.
Today's attempt is indeed very important.
He looked around.
The Ah Fei and several gangsters from before were either so scared that they were holding their heads and hiding behind the trash can, shivering, or they were so scared that they lost consciousness.
If your affordability is so low, you still want to extort money
"Brother, why are you shaking? Our friend is in trouble and he must help, right? I happen to be a little tight on money right now. Would you mind borrowing some money?" Yang Jian squinted and patted his shoulder.
Blackmailing money
I am still very poor, with only more than two hundred yuan in my pocket. Now that I can't go back home, I have to get some money no matter what.
"Here, give it to you, give it all to you, don't look for me, don't look for me, I will burn incense for you first, you go find someone else..." A Fei was so frightened that he was about to cry, and he was trembling. He took out everything from his pocket.
Only about a hundred dollars.
"I'll lend it to you and pay it back to you next time." Yang Jian took his money and smiled.
"No, you don't have to pay it back, brother, I'll give it to you." A Fei buried his head and said tremblingly, not even daring to raise his head to look at Yang Jian.
It’s only more than a hundred yuan, what the heck
All he wanted in his heart was that this ghost would leave him quickly.
As long as you don't bother yourself anymore, you can agree to any request.
"Extort more money from now on so that I can find you more easily." Yang Jian stood up and said in a somewhat strange voice.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" A Fei was so frightened that he cried out.
I'm still a child, why are you doing this to me
He vowed to never extort money again in his life and to be a good person.
Tomorrow I will help the old lady cross the road.
Yang Jian knocked on the other gangsters one by one and asked them to borrow a few hundred yuan.
I believe that after today’s experience, they will completely stop thinking about blackmailing people in the future. Who knows whether the person they blackmail next time will be a human or a ghost
"No more fun, we have to do business." Yang Jian glanced at him.
He couldn't help but feel funny when he saw that the little gangster he had stuffed into the vent was trying to pull out his head.
Let's have someone knock on the wall tomorrow.
He dared to use the knife to scare people.
You're lucky that I didn't let you see the real ghost.
However, when Yang Jian returned home again, he found the door open.
The dark room was empty.
The red newspaper that had been torn all over the floor disappeared.
The ghost... is gone.
"The ghost is gone?" Yang Jian's expression changed.
He was ready to fight the ghost, but unexpectedly he came up short.
Could it be that the ghost was afraid of him, so he ran away
Or is that ghost looking for its next target
"We must find that ghost." Yang Jian thought firmly in his heart.