Guanjiang Community, a high-rise resident.
This is the new home of Wang Bin and Wang HaiYàn. Before the despair comes, the family of three gathers together to keep warm, comfort each other, and give confidence.
However at this time.
Sitting on the sofa, Wang Shanshan, who was pale-faced, suddenly closed her eyes and fell to the ground weakly.
Daughter, what's wrong with you?Wang HaiYàn was frightened and hurriedly helped Wang Shanshan up from the ground.
But when he touched Wang Shanshan's body, Wang HaiYàn was shocked.
The body, which was already lower than the normal body temperature, was cold at this time and could not feel any temperature at all. She quickly touched her daughter's chest.
Ah～！
Unable to help screaming, Wang HaiYàn suddenly withdrew his palm.
My daughter's heartbeat stopped and she was dead.
Husband, come here soon, something happened to your daughter... Wang Hai Yàn called Wang Bin.
Don’t shout so loudly, can you attract that thing?Wang Bin was so scared that he ran out of the kitchen, almost covering his wife's mouth.
Although they did not enter the safe house, they also knew how the ghosts outside killed people.
However, when Wang Bin learned about what happened just now, he was also stunned.
My daughter died?
Yang Jian, yes, ask Yang Jian.Wang Bin subconsciously rang Yang Jian.
He must have known this situation for his daughter.
But when Wang Bin was about to make the call, he was stunned again because he suddenly remembered what his daughter said before: If Yang Jian died, he would die.
Could it be... Yang Jian is dead?
Yang Jian was not just dead, but his body was cold at this time. At this moment, his face was peaceful, his hands and feet were hanging weakly, and the shoes on his feet had fallen down. His whole body was hung in the air by an old straw rope, motionless.
The corpse has been in this position for a long time.
If nothing unexpected happens, his body will hang here, rotting, maggots, and in the end only one skeleton is left.
He hanged himself for about four hours.
Tick, Tick~!
The black water droplets like thick ink dripping from his feet gradually became more and more frequent. The camera occasionally captured it, but it just flashed by, and I couldn't see clearly what it was?
Just now... water was dripping on his feet?Has the internal organs started to rot and corpse water appeared?
Wang Xiaoming, who noticed this detail, was still confused.
It is logical that rotting is not so fast.
However, Wang Xiaoming next saw something supernatural about Yang Jian’s body.
His body is shaking ~!
One after another, it slowly began to sway.
As the heavy corpse swayed, the ceiling on the top of the room also creaked.
If others saw this scene, they would probably be scared.
The body that had been dead for several hours was actually shaking in the air.
In this situation...will Yang Jian survive again?No, no, it wasn't Yang Jian's body moving by itself, it was the rope moving.Wang Xiaoming's eyes shrank and he began to realize why Yang Jian committed suicide in this special way.
He must have mastered some kind of evil rule and wanted to use this rule.
As for what kind of results will be produced in the end, Wang Xiaoming is not clear.
He didn't lose, Yang Jian hadn't lost yet.A glimmer of hope surged in his heart again.
In the video, Yang Jian's body swayed slightly in the air. At first, the amplitude was very small, but at the back, the shaking range began to gradually grow larger.
Moreover, there was more and more black liquid dripping from Yang Jian's body.
The black liquid dripping on the ground did not turn into a pool of stagnant water, but squirmed on the ground like a living thing, and then gradually spread around from the direction of the dripping ground.
The ground began to be covered in darkness.
Damn it, the phone is almost out of battery.Wang Xiaoming stared at these changes. At this time, he found that the battery of his mobile phone was almost running out.
He wanted to charge, but he didn't do that, because his cell phone was running out of power, and the cell phone on Yang Jian would turn off due to exhaustion. Once the cell phone was turned off, the video would be disconnected.
It can still last for about twenty minutes.He made an estimate in his mind.
But at some critical moment, I don’t know if the battery in twenty minutes is enough.
In the dim room.
Under the chandelier, Yang Jian's body continued to shake in the air, as if an invisible wind was blowing.
However, the doors and windows of the room were closed, and it was impossible for the wind to blow.
At this moment, the magnitude of Yang Jian's body shaking in the air seemed to reach a limit.
During this shaking, the corpse's feet touched the ghost mirror in front of them.
One touch.
The corpse's feet were now absorbed on the mirror and could not be removed.
Because of being adsorbed, the sway stopped.
At this moment, Yang Jian's body was in a way that violated common sense and hung obliquely in the air.
The straw rope on his neck was tight and he grabbed his neck tightly, as if to prevent the corpse from being sucked into the ghost mirror.
At the same time, Yang Jian, whose face was peaceful, suddenly began to tremble, and black liquid was gurgling on the body.
That's what it is?
Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoming began to realize something at this moment, and stood up in shock. Everyone in the safe room looked at him curiously.
Ignoring the eyes of others, Wang Xiaoming was extremely shocked at this moment. Although he was not sure, he understood Yang Jian’s real purpose.
If you guessed correctly, Yang Jian wanted to use the characteristics of several ghosts to artificially create a contradiction and conflict, so that ghosts can collide with each other.
But it is impossible for Ah to lack one condition. Even if he can use perfection to create conflicts between ghosts, he is still dead...
As soon as he said this, Wang Xiaoming paused suddenly, and then looked at Zhang Wei tightly.
What if the dead can be resurrected?
It was at this time.
The ghost rope on Yang Jian's neck was gradually soaked in black liquid, and it began to dye it with a layer of pitch black.
The thing is actually not a liquid, but a part of the ghost. It is just rich and scary, and looks like ink.
Click~!
Accompanied by a slight sound.
The ghost rope that hanged Yang Jian suddenly lost its power after being covered by the black shadow and hung directly from the air.
After stimulating the ghost shadow to recover, the ghost rope finally retreated.
It cannot suppress the ghosts that have their bodies, and it is still in its state after revival.
Not only that, it itself is controlled by the headless ghost.
But the task of the ghost rope has been completed.
Just the moment the ghost rope hangs down from the top of the head.
Yang Jian's body suddenly stood up in the air, and finally hit the ghost mirror in front of him with a bang.
No, it wasn't just hitting it, but was sucked by the ghost mirror.
Now it is the critical moment, creating a logical dead cycle between ghost shadows and ghost mirrors.
Let the two ghosts die together.
Once successful.
Yang Jian will be resurrected from death.
But at this time, the phone's battery runs out and it will automatically shut down.
Wang Xiaoming only saw Yang Jian's body being sucked in front of the mirror and disconnected.
This is the new home of Wang Bin and Wang HaiYàn. Before the despair comes, the family of three gathers together to keep warm, comfort each other, and give confidence.
However at this time.
Sitting on the sofa, Wang Shanshan, who was pale-faced, suddenly closed her eyes and fell to the ground weakly.
Daughter, what's wrong with you?Wang HaiYàn was frightened and hurriedly helped Wang Shanshan up from the ground.
But when he touched Wang Shanshan's body, Wang HaiYàn was shocked.
The body, which was already lower than the normal body temperature, was cold at this time and could not feel any temperature at all. She quickly touched her daughter's chest.
Ah～！
Unable to help screaming, Wang HaiYàn suddenly withdrew his palm.
My daughter's heartbeat stopped and she was dead.
Husband, come here soon, something happened to your daughter... Wang Hai Yàn called Wang Bin.
Don’t shout so loudly, can you attract that thing?Wang Bin was so scared that he ran out of the kitchen, almost covering his wife's mouth.
Although they did not enter the safe house, they also knew how the ghosts outside killed people.
However, when Wang Bin learned about what happened just now, he was also stunned.
My daughter died?
Yang Jian, yes, ask Yang Jian.Wang Bin subconsciously rang Yang Jian.
He must have known this situation for his daughter.
But when Wang Bin was about to make the call, he was stunned again because he suddenly remembered what his daughter said before: If Yang Jian died, he would die.
Could it be... Yang Jian is dead?
Yang Jian was not just dead, but his body was cold at this time. At this moment, his face was peaceful, his hands and feet were hanging weakly, and the shoes on his feet had fallen down. His whole body was hung in the air by an old straw rope, motionless.
The corpse has been in this position for a long time.
If nothing unexpected happens, his body will hang here, rotting, maggots, and in the end only one skeleton is left.
He hanged himself for about four hours.
Tick, Tick~!
The black water droplets like thick ink dripping from his feet gradually became more and more frequent. The camera occasionally captured it, but it just flashed by, and I couldn't see clearly what it was?
Just now... water was dripping on his feet?Has the internal organs started to rot and corpse water appeared?
Wang Xiaoming, who noticed this detail, was still confused.
It is logical that rotting is not so fast.
However, Wang Xiaoming next saw something supernatural about Yang Jian’s body.
His body is shaking ~!
One after another, it slowly began to sway.
As the heavy corpse swayed, the ceiling on the top of the room also creaked.
If others saw this scene, they would probably be scared.
The body that had been dead for several hours was actually shaking in the air.
In this situation...will Yang Jian survive again?No, no, it wasn't Yang Jian's body moving by itself, it was the rope moving.Wang Xiaoming's eyes shrank and he began to realize why Yang Jian committed suicide in this special way.
He must have mastered some kind of evil rule and wanted to use this rule.
As for what kind of results will be produced in the end, Wang Xiaoming is not clear.
He didn't lose, Yang Jian hadn't lost yet.A glimmer of hope surged in his heart again.
In the video, Yang Jian's body swayed slightly in the air. At first, the amplitude was very small, but at the back, the shaking range began to gradually grow larger.
Moreover, there was more and more black liquid dripping from Yang Jian's body.
The black liquid dripping on the ground did not turn into a pool of stagnant water, but squirmed on the ground like a living thing, and then gradually spread around from the direction of the dripping ground.
The ground began to be covered in darkness.
Damn it, the phone is almost out of battery.Wang Xiaoming stared at these changes. At this time, he found that the battery of his mobile phone was almost running out.
He wanted to charge, but he didn't do that, because his cell phone was running out of power, and the cell phone on Yang Jian would turn off due to exhaustion. Once the cell phone was turned off, the video would be disconnected.
It can still last for about twenty minutes.He made an estimate in his mind.
But at some critical moment, I don’t know if the battery in twenty minutes is enough.
In the dim room.
Under the chandelier, Yang Jian's body continued to shake in the air, as if an invisible wind was blowing.
However, the doors and windows of the room were closed, and it was impossible for the wind to blow.
At this moment, the magnitude of Yang Jian's body shaking in the air seemed to reach a limit.
During this shaking, the corpse's feet touched the ghost mirror in front of them.
One touch.
The corpse's feet were now absorbed on the mirror and could not be removed.
Because of being adsorbed, the sway stopped.
At this moment, Yang Jian's body was in a way that violated common sense and hung obliquely in the air.
The straw rope on his neck was tight and he grabbed his neck tightly, as if to prevent the corpse from being sucked into the ghost mirror.
At the same time, Yang Jian, whose face was peaceful, suddenly began to tremble, and black liquid was gurgling on the body.
That's what it is?
Seeing this scene, Wang Xiaoming began to realize something at this moment, and stood up in shock. Everyone in the safe room looked at him curiously.
Ignoring the eyes of others, Wang Xiaoming was extremely shocked at this moment. Although he was not sure, he understood Yang Jian’s real purpose.
If you guessed correctly, Yang Jian wanted to use the characteristics of several ghosts to artificially create a contradiction and conflict, so that ghosts can collide with each other.
But it is impossible for Ah to lack one condition. Even if he can use perfection to create conflicts between ghosts, he is still dead...
As soon as he said this, Wang Xiaoming paused suddenly, and then looked at Zhang Wei tightly.
What if the dead can be resurrected?
It was at this time.
The ghost rope on Yang Jian's neck was gradually soaked in black liquid, and it began to dye it with a layer of pitch black.
The thing is actually not a liquid, but a part of the ghost. It is just rich and scary, and looks like ink.
Click~!
Accompanied by a slight sound.
The ghost rope that hanged Yang Jian suddenly lost its power after being covered by the black shadow and hung directly from the air.
After stimulating the ghost shadow to recover, the ghost rope finally retreated.
It cannot suppress the ghosts that have their bodies, and it is still in its state after revival.
Not only that, it itself is controlled by the headless ghost.
But the task of the ghost rope has been completed.
Just the moment the ghost rope hangs down from the top of the head.
Yang Jian's body suddenly stood up in the air, and finally hit the ghost mirror in front of him with a bang.
No, it wasn't just hitting it, but was sucked by the ghost mirror.
Now it is the critical moment, creating a logical dead cycle between ghost shadows and ghost mirrors.
Let the two ghosts die together.
Once successful.
Yang Jian will be resurrected from death.
But at this time, the phone's battery runs out and it will automatically shut down.
Wang Xiaoming only saw Yang Jian's body being sucked in front of the mirror and disconnected.
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