Chapter 18 Death approaches

Yang Jian was thinking about countermeasures crazy at this moment.

Because he knew very well that the knocks on the door from the previous phone would definitely attract the old man.

And once the old man appears, what will happen is obvious.

Forums, stories, audio files...the old man knocking on the door, and the phone that dials.

All the conditions collided in Yang Jian's mind, and he figured out a little of the rules, but he couldn't figure out more information.

Because this is his first time encountering a ghost, and he has never been in contact with it before, it is already very good to be able to reach this point. He is not Fang Jing, and he claims to be able to know all the things that will happen in the future.

Wait, Fang Jing...the future.Yang Jian suddenly looked moved: That piece of parchment.

Suddenly, he hurriedly took out the stack of dark brown parchment from his pocket.

Yang, Yang Jian, look, look over there... Suddenly, Zhang Wei pointed to the direction of the school with a trembling voice.

Yang Jian looked up and his hands and feet suddenly became cold.

A few hundred meters ahead, a thick darkness as ink gradually eroded, swallowing everything in it. The surrounding ground began to decay, the trees began to wither and rot... The cement became mottled and moldy, and the street lights were covered with rust, and were shaking.

An old man wearing a black long gown and covered with corpse spots, his face was covered in dust, and his eyes were numb and he walked stiffly towards him.

One step, one step, neither slow nor slow.

Damn it, is it here?Yang Jian's heart was beating wildly.

Yang Jian, now, what should I do now, what should I do?Are we going to die?

Zhang Wei's tears were almost flowing out: I don't want to die, I'm still so young, I'm still a virgin, Yang Jian, think of a way, Fang Jing said you are very awesome in the future, you will definitely have a way, right?

We can't get out, right?

Wang Shanshan, who was beside her, also grabbed his arm with white palms and said with fear.

Zhao Lei was frightened when he saw the approaching darkness and kept retreating, trying to escape from the school, but when he turned around, he found that there was also a thick darkness approaching behind him.

The surroundings were surrounded by darkness and there was nowhere to escape.

Yang Jian ignored them at this moment. He opened the parchment in his hand with anxious sweat, trying to find some key information on it.

On the parchment paper, a line of clear big words were displayed in front of him: At five o'clock in the morning on June 22, a ghost domain appeared in front of us again. Yes, that ghost is coming again...

At 5:30 am on June 22, all of us died and none of us survived.

...I am Yang Jian, and when you see this sentence, I am already dead.

Have you written us to death?Farting, there must be a way to leave here. The old man did not come with me when I was caught in the toilet. I want to know the reason. If you don’t tell me now, I will find a place to bury you and never see the light of day again in my life.

Yang Jian said gritting his teeth, with a bit of threat.

The parchment in my hand seemed to hear this sentence, and the handwriting on it began to gradually become blurred. Finally, all the handwriting disappeared, and then a line of words appeared:

At nine o'clock in the evening on June 21, I was caught in the toilet by a ghost. I was not dead. That was because there was a more terrifying ghost in the toilet. There was another ghost realm. I saw some very scary things, but I didn't realize it at that time.

At 9:30 p.m. on June 21, I got lost in the toilet, but the old man came outside the toilet door. He was knocking on the door and came to find me, but I didn't hear it. Perhaps because of this reason, I escaped the catastrophe of death.

When Yang Jian saw this, he felt a stern.

Did the old man knock outside the toilet when he was lost in the toilet?

Soon, the handwriting appeared on the parchment paper.

...After that incident, I guessed that the Ghost Domain was the key to survival at that time. If I could use the Ghost Domain, I might have the chance to survive. After all, I am also... a ghost. Zhou Zheng is right. Only ghosts can deal with ghosts, and only another ghost domain can get out of the Ghost Domain.

At 5:10 am on June 22, the old man appeared. I tried to use the ghost realm, but failed, and my strength was not enough.

At 5:30 am on June 22, all of us died...

When Yang Jian saw this sentence, his eyes shrank.

Although he died at half past five, he saw some hope of living.

The Devil!

Yes, the ghost realm was born where this old man appeared, so now he is also a ghost master.

Why can't you use the ghost domain?

If Zhou Zheng was here, he would definitely find Yang Jian’s idea very ridiculous, because not every ghost can have a ghost realm, and it is rare to have ghosts in the ghost realm... but the corresponding one is also terrifying.

Must, give it a try, there is no other way.Yang Jian tightly pinched the parchment in his hand: Tell me how to use the ghost domain.

Writings continued to appear on the parchment soon.

Yang Jian, who are you talking to?You see, the surroundings are becoming abnormal. What should we do now?

Zhang Wei was scared and cried, so he counted on Yang Jian to help him, for fear of hearing bad news from Yang Jian.

Don't make noise, I'm trying to find a way and give me some time.Yang Jian spoke in a hurry and glanced at him.

The old man was still walking here, the distance was less than one hundred meters.

They are anxious, they are afraid, they are equally anxious, and they are also afraid.

After all, no one wants to die.

Writings continued to appear on the parchment: At 5:20 am on June 20, I passed the first failure before, thinking that the ghost in my body was not revived enough. It might be useful if I could open a few more eyes.

Number of eyes?

Yang Jian didn't have time to think about it anymore. There were still ten minutes before 5:30. He didn't want to be written in this parchment and he really died here.

Immediately, his upper body was stretched out and his five blood-red eyes opened.

A faint red light emanated from each eye.

At five-twenty-two, I decided to increase the number of eyes.The handwriting on the parchment paper appears.

Method, I want method.

Yang Jian roared at the parchment: I'm dead, you're going to be left behind. You didn't want to be thrown away by me before, so I'm dead, do you think you'll be picked up by someone else?

The handwriting on the parchment became blurred again, and finally a line of words appeared: at 5:24, after my attempt, I ate one eye on my arm and successfully added one eye. With six eyes, I successfully used my own ghost domain... I am becoming more and more like a ghost.

At half past five, I did not open the ghost realm, all of us were dead...

Eat your eyes?

Yang Jian looked at the five strange blood-red eyes on his arm and was stunned.

But when we all died at half past five.

He knew that he had no chance to choose.

At this moment, darkness enveloped and the surroundings quickly became dark. The old man was less than twenty meters away from him and others.

Crunch...

The moment it was shrouded in darkness, the door of the security room not far away slowly opened, and a pale palm stretched out.

Outside the guardrail behind him, a blurred figure slowly approached the road covered in darkness.

Nearby, several lights of mobile phones came faintly through the darkness, like a classmate who had been separated before approaching step by step with his cell phone.

Yang Jian, Zhang Wei, Zhao Lei, Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Qian Wanhao... Everyone was surrounded by ghosts.