The danger and horror came too suddenly.

Before, Yang Jian was still wondering why the percussion sound was so long this time, which was completely different from the previous times.

At this moment, he understood.

It turns out that the ghost is carving his own name.

The reason why the ghost will carve so slowly, Yang Jian thinks that it is likely to have something to do with ghost porcelain, and when he came, he put a ghost porcelain in a hotel room in Dahan City.

That ghost porcelain can protect people from being harmed by ghosts.

However, this protection is limited, and if the maximum is exceeded, the oni porcelain will shatter and then lose its effectiveness.

It was a one-time supernatural thing similar to a ghost candle, originating from the Soul Removal Society of the island country.

The moment the percussion stopped.

Yang Jian, who was originally standing on an old grave, instantly felt that the soil under his feet immediately collapsed, as if there was an abyss pit below, and he was about to devour himself, and his body fell all at once, and it fell extremely deep.

It feels like suddenly falling into a pre-dug trap.

Half of his body was submerged in the grave, and it continued to sink.

The sinking speed is extremely fast.

Yang Jian felt that his legs trapped in the grave seemed to be grabbed by countless stiff and cold hands, and he couldn't move, and he suddenly lost consciousness and couldn't struggle anymore.

At the same time, the ghost in the body has a feeling of being stripped away, as if it is about to be withdrawn from its own body.

It's a horrible feeling.

The reason why the ghost rider can survive like the corpse is all maintained by supernatural powers, and once the ghost in the body has a problem, then he will also die violently.

"Transfer with the ghost domain. ”

Yang Jian didn't say a word, trying to use the ghost domain to get out of here, even if he kept his upper body, he could rely on the ghost shadow to survive.

But.

The situation is even worse than imagined.

The ghost eyes that opened were slowly closed at this moment, as if they were in a deep sleep, and they couldn't be controlled as normal.

"The ghosts buried in the grave will fall into a deep sleep..... Similar to pressing. Yang Jian was shocked.

Now he understands why Russell was killed by the ghost as soon as he couldn't resist.

These old graves are simply the nemesis of powerful ghosts.

A tomb that can make ghosts sleep.

This is not a place to bury ordinary people, but a cemetery where ghosts are buried.

The brief shock had already made Yang Jian's body sink again, the soil had already flooded his chest, and there was not much time left for him.

The ghost shadows, the ghost eyes, were all buried by the grave and entered an uncontrollable slumber.

The only thing left is the Ghost Hand.

However, in this case, the ghost hand has no way to contact the ghost, and it cannot form a suppression.

Therefore, the role that the ghost hand can play is also quite limited.

......

After a miscalculation, Yang Jian fell into a huge crisis, he sweated profusely, and began to think about countermeasures, he didn't want to be planted here so easily.

However, the rate at which the body sank continued.

The ghost didn't stop attacking because of Yang Jian's thoughts.

If Yang Jian hadn't thought of a way to crack it before this, then he would die here like Russell Yi, buried in the old grave engraved with his name in front of him, and completely disappeared from this world.

What kind of ghost eyes Yang Jian, what Dachang City bearers, what captains, all of them are meaningless.

In the face of this kind of ghost attack, Yang Jian had no ability to resist.

Maybe it's not that he doesn't have the power to resist, but that anyone who falls into the grave has no power to resist.

This place is too wicked, too weird.

Yang Jian felt a huge pulling force from his body at this moment, the grave soil had been buried to the position of his mouth, he could already clearly smell a fishy smell and a faint corpse smell from the soil of the old tomb, he only had one head left outside, once even the head was buried, then he would probably stop thinking and die directly.

Ghost hands, clutching the ground tightly.

The hand didn't sink into the grave, and according to his previous observations, any limb that touched the dirt would sink into it.

Is the Ghost Hand special?

Or the effect of suppression, resisting the attack of ghosts.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth and tried to use the ghost hand to struggle his body out.

But to no avail.

The body is extremely dead, no matter how powerful his ghost hand is, if he continues to hold on like this, he will only feel his body pull and tear, and he can't leave this old tomb no matter what.

It seems that the body has taken root in this cemetery.

Merge with this strange place, become a part of it, and there is no way to get out of it.

"The ghost has been suppressed, my body has lost consciousness, and now I only have one hand to move, so there is only one way to do it. Yang Jian's heart was crossed, and he took the initiative to give up the struggle and took back the ghost hand and arm that was supporting outside.

Without this only point of support, the body sank faster than before.

Soon.

Yang Jian's head was buried in the grave.

His other hand was outstretched, like a drowning man reaching out of the water, trying to call for help from someone on the shore.

But the arm sticking out of the grave was sinking.

From the arm to the wrist...... In the end, only one palm was left outside the grave.

Yang Jian seems to have been completely trapped and can no longer come out.

But at this moment.

Suddenly.

The rate of sinking stopped.

The soil on the top of Yang Jian's head suddenly loosened, and something broke through the soil and came out of the top of this old tomb.

It was a dirty old rag doll, made with long black hair as a needle and thread, and sewn.

This rag doll has a nose, eyes, and limbs, but the sewing skills are very poor, crooked, which makes the body of this rag doll twisted and a little out of shape.

But such a strange rag doll can walk on its own.

After the rag doll squeezed out of the grave, it shook its little head, shook off the dirty dirt, and then quickly rolled down from the old grave a dozen times.

After reaching the ground, the rag doll rolled over and stood up, and then quickly ran in one direction.

It seemed to sense some danger, or some instinctual drive.

The rag doll walked on long and short legs, and quickly ran on the dirt ground.

I thought it would be able to run a long way.

As a result, the rag doll had not yet run ten meters away, but suddenly fell and fell directly into the dirt.

It struggled, it waved its hands trying to get up from the dirt.

But to no avail, there seemed to be something under the dirt pulling the ragdoll, making it impossible for it to stand up.

It clutched at the dirt beside it with its hands exposed, but to no avail.

In the end, I could only be pulled closer to the dirt by despair a little bit.

Just when the rag doll was pulled into the dirt, on the old grave just now, one of Yang Jian's exposed palms suddenly moved, and then crawled out of the old grave little by little.

His head popped out, then his body, then his legs.

Yang Jian was covered in mud, and his face was gloomy and he escaped the restrictions of the grave, successfully dodging the attack and surviving safely.

"Sure enough, at this time, only the substitute for the dead doll can save me, fortunately I was fully prepared when I set off, and brought a substitute for the dead doll on my body, otherwise at this time, even if I have a rusty firewood knife in my hand, I have to be buried in this ghost place, which is really dangerous enough. ”

His pale face was slightly gloomy.

At that moment just now, if it wasn't for the death doll, Yang Jianke would really be dead, definitely not a joke.

The edge of life and death has been walked once.

Yang Jian didn't even have time to sigh, he shook the dirt on his body, and then raised his eyes to look at the location where the ghost appeared just now.

That Mrs. Liu...... No, the ghost is gone.

All that remains is an old grave, a newly erected tombstone.

The tombstone was also engraved with Yang Jian's name, and the name was oozing blood, flowing down the tombstone, as if the name had suffered a great curse.

"So, is this a tomb that the ghost set up for me?" Yang Jian walked over.

He was not attacked again this time.

Because there is already something buried in this old tomb, it is a strange rag doll.

Instead of Yang Jian, the dead doll was buried in this old tomb.

But Yang Jian stared at the newly separated tombstone in a slight daze, because the name on it was slightly different from his.

"I remember asking Liu Xiaoyu to change my name for me before...... Could it be that in the face of such a cursed ghost, it is useless to change the name?" he frowned deeply.

However, he did not dwell on this issue.

If this kind of curse could be avoided just by changing his name, then the supernatural event would be too simple, so he seemed to have done something useless.

Never mind.

Doesn't matter.

Anyway, it's just a small thing to do, and it's best if it works, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't.

"So, what is my situation now? This cemetery already has my grave, so will I be attacked by ghosts next, or will ghosts not attack me from now on?" Yang Jian pondered.

His situation is extremely special.

Obviously, the ghost's curse against him has been formed, but it has been transferred to the body of a substitute death doll.

This led to Yang Jian becoming a fish that slipped through the net in this cemetery.

The most obvious feature is that Yang Jian stepped on the dirt and did not feel trapped.

"If I don't suffer from ghosts again, then this cemetery will be much less dangerous to me, is that a good thing to survive?" ”

"A coffin nail. ”

Yang Jian's eyes flickered: "That ghost was nailed to the tombstone with a coffin to engrave his name, and that coffin nail seems to be exactly the same as the coffin nail I nailed to the starving ghost back then." ”

"Could it be that this is the third coffin nail?"

He remembered communicating with Zhang Lei when he was at the headquarters before, Zhang Lei was codenamed Ghost Eater, he had eaten ghosts, and he had seen coffin nails from the ghost's memory.

It was a cemetery, and a rusty coffin nail was nailed to the door of the cemetery.

"Wait, cemetery gate..... Could it be this cemetery?" Yang Jian's face changed slightly, recalling these important information.

So.

This coffin nail is either the third or the second.

Yet soon.

What welled up in Yang Jian's heart was not a surprise, but a thriller.

The coffin nail that was originally nailed to the door of the cemetery was removed?

What consequences this will cause and what balance will be broken, Yang Jian doesn't know, but it definitely can't be a good thing.

Because when he took off the coffin nail, he released an unknown ghost.

It's just that I don't know why, so far there is no information file of that ghost.

"Mrs. Liu must be found, and after the letter is successfully delivered, the coffin nail must be taken from her hand, and this thing must not be held in the hands of a ghost. Yang Jian immediately made up his mind.

That thing was so important, if he could get it, he would have the capital to fight any S-class ghost.