Chapter 172 The Fire of the Ghost Candle

Tong Qian is ready to fight to the death.

She understood that it was already difficult for her to get out of here, and she was already thinking about delaying the time for these survivors to see if they could be lucky enough to wait for the rescue.

But Yang Jian's sudden appearance made her feel surprised.

Are you... Ghost Eye Detective, Yang Jian?Tong Qian looked at the man in the corner holding a candle with a hideous ghost eye on his forehead.

Have you read my file?Yang Jian didn't find it strange.

The criminal police files are shared, and each criminal police are qualified to check the files of other criminal police officers, with the purpose of understanding each other and checking and balancing each other.

Tong Qian said: I have seen the files of several ghost drivers in Dachang City on the way here, including yours, because you are the only ghost driver who has experienced ghost knocking so far and is still alive. Are you here to support him?

It's not considered to be here to support me. Someone agreed to my conditions and asked me to come here to save people. I think the detective who was stupid enough to rush into the ghost realm should be you.

Yang Jian said: I have seen all the previous situation. I didn’t want to show up. I let you guys die in the ghost realm like this. After I go back, I can report it to Zhao Jianguo. I believe no one can find out that I will not save you. But your behavior just now seems familiar, and I think it’s better to give you a try.

Tong Qian's self-sacrifice to save people reminded him of Zhou Zheng.

Only then did Yang Jian be willing to show up to help her.

How can you do this?Tong Qian said a little annoyed.

Why can't I do this?

Yang Jian said calmly, holding a candle and walking step by step: Supernatural incidents cannot be solved by personal heroes. Anyone will die if they are involved, including me. I can guarantee not to harm others, and I cannot guarantee to save others. I admit that your behavior just now is noble and great, and is a female hero.

But what afterwards?

You will die, and they will die, and there will be an extra female ghost here, which is the worst result.

Solving supernatural incidents is a desperate task in itself, and becoming a criminal policeman requires the awareness of sacrificing at any time.Tong Qian said.

Yang Jian said: You told me that this is useless, you have to tell it.

He pointed, the old man knocking outside the door.

Dong, Dongdong~!

The knock on the door continues, and the survivors are still dying.

At this speed, everyone here will soon die, including Tong Qian.

If a group of people knock on the door when facing ghosts, there is a randomness and a person will be randomly selected to die, but the chance of the ghost driver being selected will be very low.

OK, don’t say anything more. Save people quickly. If this continues, all the rest will die. If there is anything we have, let’s talk about it.Tong Qian said in panic on her face.

What I save is not about relying on the door to sell my smile, but about relationships. Look well and study hard. How do I do it.Yang Jian strode over and said.

Tong Qian's face turned black.

This guy actually said he was laughing.

However, Yang Jian's words made her a little confused.

relation?

What does this mean?

Grandpa, I’m my own, don’t knock on me, give me some face and let these people go.Yang Jian walked to the glass door holding the ghost candle in his hand and said.

The ghost fire on the ghost candle emits a green light.

It covers the surrounding distance of about three meters.

And when the candlelight approached the old man, the stiff and thin palm stopped knocking on the door again, and at the same time, the stiff body slowly retreated.

This ghost was forced back by candlelight.

This is OK?

Tong Qian opened her eyes wide, her face full of disbelief.

Is this ghost Yang Jian’s dead grandfather?Is it really possible for that ghost to stop hurting people like me?

No, not right.

It's that candle.

Tong Qian's eyes stopped on the scarlet candle again.

The strange candlelight swayed in the darkness, as if the shadows of countless evil ghosts were reflected.

Professor Bruce Pi's things are very useful, and even the knockers are forced to retreat, but the candle burns faster.Yang Jian looked at the ghost candle in his hand.

When I lit the ghost candle before, I couldn't burn it anyway, and there was no movement at all, but now.

He saw the candle burning significantly, and the closer he got to the old man, the faster it burned.

One minute, I only give you one minute to leave here. This is my limit. It depends on how many people I can save.Yang Jian turned around and said: The door is over there, where I appeared before, many things in the ghost realm have changed, and seeing it may not be true.

I see.

Tong Qian seized this safety period and immediately shouted: Those who want to survive will follow me, and the exit is here.

However, there are many people who have mental breakdown among the survivors. I don’t know how many people they can listen to Tong Qian’s words, and how many people will follow the instructions.

But Yang Jian didn't care about all this.

He looked at the old man standing outside the candlelight, in the shadow, with a serious look.

This is the second time I have seen this old man again.

When I saw it again, it still makes people feel so creepy, but I have a deep hostility towards this ghost Yang Jian, and it can even be said to be hatred.

It killed too many of its classmates and almost killed itself.

How can I keep you old guy?Yang Jian murmured.

It doesn’t matter, there are opportunities in the future. If I have the Ghost Realm, as long as I am vigilant, it is impossible to die in your hands. Moreover, you are a double-edged sword to me, and you will still be able to use you in the future.

It's almost time, grandpa, goodbye.

He looked at the time on his phone for more than a minute and ten seconds had passed.

It's timeout.

Without hesitation, he turned around and left with the ghost candle.

Just as he turned and left, the candlelight retreated.

The old man came over again.

Don't curl up here, go quickly, get up and leave here with me.

Stop crying, it will be too late if you don’t leave.

Why are you doing on the ground? Why don’t you stand up quickly?

Tong Qian was extremely anxious.

The terror attacked. The psychological quality of these people living in the city was too poor. They either screamed in collapse or shivered in the corner, and some were so scared that they were limp on the ground.

Yang Jian, wait a little longer, and there are still people who haven't followed.She shouted hurriedly when she saw Yang Jian lifting the candle and preparing to leave.

No problem, I'll go out and wait for you.Yang Jian agreed readily.

Tong Qian was both angry and anxious.

If you leave, they will be lost again in the ghost realm, and they will surely die at that time.

Do you want to stay with them?Yang Jian asked again.

Tong Qian urged her several more times, and only two or three people barely stood up, but there were still many people who couldn't take care of them all.

Seeing the green candlelight getting farther and farther away, it seemed that Yang Jian could not stay for these survivors for a while.

Once he leaves, not only the remaining survivors, but even she will die here.

If you don’t leave, you will die, you can do it.Tong Qian shouted angrily, then turned around and left, pulling several survivors to follow quickly.

Once the person leaves.

The candlelight goes away.

Darkness hit again, covering the place.

The knocking sound echoed in the store again, crying and screaming gradually became rare, and finally disappeared completely, and everything returned to death.

Finally, the knock on the door disappeared.

The old man shrouded in the dark outside the door also turned around and left slowly.

However, the ghost realm is still there.