"Huh! Huh!"

Yang Jian was gasping for breath. His physical strength in his dream was not as good as he thought. After chasing him for a while, he began to feel a little unbearable.

And it's different from yesterday's nightmare.

There is no change in the distance in the village. If it weren't for the different buildings, this place would be Meishan Village, which was exactly the same as more than ten years ago. It was impossible to tell which one was real and which one was a dream.

He quickly found Xiaoyuan.

Xiaoyuan stood on an open space and was slightly dazed.

"Have you chased the ghost?" Yang Jian did not approach, but he was still a little alert.

Xiaoyuan was stunned for a while before turning her head. Her eyes revealed a little confusion; "It seems that I'm not here, I'm looking for the wrong one."

Finding the wrong one?

Yang Jian's expression changed, how could this be possible?

Didn’t the ghost come for Xiaoyuan?

If the guess is correct, the ghost should be nearby at this time. It is better to find a way to attack Xiaoyuan, but she was not attacked.

This shows that my previous judgment was wrong.

"If it wasn't for Xiaoyuan, then who did the ghost go for?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment.

He found that his judgment was all wrong in the nightmare, and he had never been right. As long as it had something to do with the evil ghost in the dream, he would never guess the ghost's actions. It was like this before, and now it is the same. Could it be that the ghost knows all his thoughts?

No, this is impossible.

If a ghost can know what others think, then it will be impossible for a ghost to be killed in a dream.

"No matter what, I can be sure that the ghost must be in this village and has not left outside the village." Yang Jianyou suddenly looked up at Xiaoyuan and asked seriously.

"Xiaoyuan, you pulled me out of the village last time and didn't want ghosts to invade the village. What would happen if ghosts invade the village?"

"Did I say it? I don't remember it." Xiaoyuan touched her head and said a little confused.

"... Forgotten?" Yang Jian looked at her and felt that she was not lying, because there must be something wrong with her memory.

Or, she also has some secrets that have not been discovered.

"Not care about it for now. It is the most urgent thing to find a way to end this nightmare. Otherwise, if the ghost continues to kill like this, a considerable number of people will die." Yang Jian said.

He can't control other places, but he has to control this village.

Suddenly, Xiaoyuan turned her head slightly and looked in the direction she had come before.

Yang Jian also smelled it.

It was a bloody smell, and the bloody smell was very strong, as if it suddenly appeared.

Immediately.

Yang Jian realized something and quickly returned to the place he had just been.

Originally, there were many villagers gathered in the open space in the village, but now they are empty. There are several fresh corpses left on the ground, as if they had just died, and the way of death was the same, and they were penetrated through their throats by objects. However, this time the wound was left with no weapon, only a bloody wound.

And this is still visible.

There were blood in the invisible dark corners. Just a moment when I disappeared, I don’t know how many people died here.

"The ghost was in the crowd just now and didn't leave at all. The blood-colored footprints on the ground were misleading, simply misleading." Yang Jian took a breath slightly at this moment, and he felt the terrible situation this time.

Not long after the nightmare, the first victim appeared.

Immediately afterwards, he and Xiaoyuan were temporarily misled and left for a while, and then the ghost began to move unscrupulously. In just a moment, the ghost had killed at least a dozen people silently.

If you don't find a way to deal with it, the whole village will be over tomorrow morning.

"I just said, if we don't kill them, they will still die. If only you didn't stop me just now, cousin, the faster they die, the greater our chances of success." Xiaoyuan said with a pity.

Yang Jian's eyes sank: "The truth is that, but it is different for us to kill people and ghosts to kill people. Ghosts can be unscrupulous, but we can't. Moreover, while we kill people, ghosts also mingle with them to kill people. Are you afraid that it will not be messy enough tonight?"

"So many people died, and the rest should have known that something was wrong. At this moment, they are likely to run home and hide. This will make the situation even more unfavorable, because we don't know whether they have encountered ghosts or died. If we want to find ghosts here, we will wait for the ghosts to appear on their own."

"But the ghost's first choice is not us. When we choose us, it is probably dawn. When we face the ghost before dawn, we probably won't have a great chance of winning at that time."

Headache.

At this moment, Yang Jian had only a headache, because even if he knew the existence of this ghost and the general killing rules of this ghost, he had no way to deal with it.

The difficulty lies in the difficulty in determining the identity of a ghost.

Last time he overcame his fear and tried to kill all the way, but was attacked by a real ghost and almost died.

Although the threat of the ghost itself is not particularly great, in this nightmare, the ghost seems very terrible, and there is no direct evidence that after a nightmare, you will not enter the second nightmare.

Xiaoyuan entered the nightmare more than she imagined.

"Tread, step."

However, at this moment, a footstep suddenly appeared from the nearby village. The footsteps were very crisp, and it was made by leather shoes stepping on the ground. The sound echoed through the houses on both sides of the road, making it particularly clear.

"Someone?" Xiaoyuan immediately showed the fruit knife in her hand, turned her head and looked in the direction where the sound came.

What is the sound of these footsteps?

Yang Jian was shocked suddenly. The footsteps were so similar, just like the strange footsteps coming from the building when he was rummaging through some old objects at home during the day.

No.

After listening carefully, he could assert after carefully identifying it.

The sound of two footsteps was made by the same person.

But, is this really a human?

"Xiaoyuan, don't be impulsive, this thing is unusual." Yang Jian said with a serious expression.

Xiaoyuan seemed to have noticed something, and she just looked at the path with her round eyes open and did not rush over to take action.

After the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground echoed for a moment, a figure reflected on the wall next to it and appeared in Yang Jian's vision, but then the footsteps disappeared, and the person in the alley stopped and did not move forward any further.

"Stopped? Why is this? Do you know we have noticed it or something else?" Yang Jian stared at the path tightly, waiting for the next moment to change.

He is not a ghost-controlling person in his dream, so he does not have the capital to try and make mistakes.

If you take the wrong step, you may die at the hands of a ghost.

The figure on the path paused for about a few dozen seconds, and then began to move again.

The sound of leather shoes stepping on the concrete floor echoed again, but this time the figure did not continue to move forward, and turned around and left.

"That thing wants to leave? You can't let it go. It's very likely that the ghosts staying nearby, and it's absolutely impossible that they are living people."

Yang Jian's face changed and he chased after him without hesitation.

Although it is dangerous, this opportunity cannot be missed, otherwise the ghost will die next time he starts killing people.

He is very fast and moves very quickly.

After rushing along the path, Yang Jian saw a figure at a corner, and there were still a few footprints left on the ground just now. The footprints were footprints stained with yellow mud, as if they had just walked past the field.

"This man's speed is abnormal, his footsteps are not fast, but he leaves very quickly." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and he speeded up but did not catch up.

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There is a subtle sense of distance between the two. From the moment they look, it feels like they are fishing. The ghost is luring Yang Jian away, or taking Yang Jian to somewhere.

Yang Jian quickly realized this, but he did not choose to stop.

The danger of ghosts in this nightmare is not great. Xiaoyuan has the experience of successfully getting rid of the nightmare, which means that she has killed ghosts and she should be able to do it.

If one-on-one, Yang Jian doesn't think he has no chance of winning at all.

"This is walking out of the village." Suddenly, he found that he had chased the figure outside the village.

When he looked back halfway, Yang Jian didn't see Xiaoyuan following him, and there was no one behind him.

And in front of me, a dense dark forest appeared before my eyes.

A dirt road that shouldn't exist in the village winds into the woods. The woods also exist in reality, a sand forest where more than half of the bodies were dug out during the day.

The ghost was walking on the road, and the leather shoes stepped on the muddy road, leaving footprints, and were also covered with mud.

"Do you deliberately bring me here?" Yang Jian chased after him, holding the only weapon in his hand, a steel bar covered with rust.

As long as this temporary weapon penetrates the ghost's body, today's nightmare will end.

Suddenly.

When he was about to enter the woods, the ghost in front suddenly stopped.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed, but he did not stop because of this.

Just a one-on-one fight.

He had no reason to retreat and fear.

So Yang Jian was still running forward.

At this moment, the distance was quickly getting closer, and the weirdness that I could never catch up with before did not happen again.

"You can do it." Yang Jian observed the situation around him.

There is nothing that suddenly comes out to disturb you. This is a good opportunity to fight one-on-one, and you can also have the confidence to win.

However, just as he approached, the person standing in front suddenly turned around and faced Yang Jian.

Yang Jian, who could already do something, was stunned at this time, and his steps suddenly stopped, not knowing whether it was horror or shock on his face.

The ghost in front of him actually had a very familiar face.

This face is somewhat similar to Yang Jian, but what is more similar is the portrait of his father in the old house... No, maybe it shouldn't be said to be a portrait, it should be said to be the face on the portrait.

"What a joke?" Yang Jian's eyes shrank suddenly after realizing this.

Could it be that his dead father is a ghost?
Chapter completed!