On the empty street, there were originally only Yang Jian, Tong Qian, and so other survivors who were preparing to leave. However, because of Wang Yue's death, the situation here changed.
On the deserted road, countless old and slly grass ropes hung down from the dim sky. Each rope had a noose at the top, floating in various corners of this ghost domain. Sotis they were by the roadside, sotis inside shops, and sotis even inside carriages.
The number of hanging ropes was so large that it made people's scalp tingle.
Even without counting, at least tens of thousands of ropes could be seen at a glance, and it seed that the number was still increasing.
This is an ability that the deceased Wang Yue could never achieve.
He could probably only control a few ropes.
"Wang Yue is dead, and the fierce ghost in his body has revived." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and imdiately understood the situation.
At this mont, a rope hanging from the dim sky floated towards him, trying to loop around his neck and hang him, but it was suddenly grabbed by the ghost shadow behind him.
The ghost shadow pulled hard, and the grass rope fell and turned into dust, disappearing without a trace.
This rope was not real, but a manifestation of the power of the fierce ghost. However, for ordinary people, there was no difference between real and fake.
It could still hang soone to death.
Yang Jian's actions just now seed to have angered the other hanging ropes, and more and more grass ropes were floating towards his position.
The surrounding ropes beca denser.
"What should we do now?" Tong Qian panicked.
One problem had not been solved yet, and another supernatural event occurred.
If they didn't find a solution, soon everyone would be hanged here.
However, Yang Jian was not panicked. "It's simple. Detain this ghost, solve the ghost rope incident, and all of this will naturally disappear. Moreover, this thing is very helpful to ."
A rope that can hang soone and bind other ghosts. If he could obtain it, it would be of great help to his future actions.
After speaking, he imdiately returned to the side of the car.
"Will we die?" Jiang Yan, who was in the carriage, turned pale and trembled nervously. Seeing Yang Jian coming back, she asked cautiously.
"No, it's just a small problem," Yang Jian said.
A small problem?
The female salesperson beside them was almost scared to tears.
Grass ropes were falling from the sky, and anyone outside who touched one would be hanged. They would soon be hanged to death, and it was just a small problem.
Yang Jian returned to the driver's seat and lit a ghost candle.
The green fla flickered, and the ropes floating around imdiately dispersed due to an invisible force. Even the survivors who were hanging in mid-air were saved and fell to the ground.
"Do you have a sealed golden artifact?" Yang Jian asked, holding the ghost candle.
"I prepared a sealed bag," Tong Qian said.
She took out a small package from her body, and when she opened it, it revealed a golden handbag.
Although it was a handbag, it was specially made with a seal and could hold so strange things.
"Very good, hold the ghost candle, and I will get rid of that rope. Once successful, we will leave here," Yang Jian took the handbag and temporarily handed the ghost candle to Tong Qian.
"Do you need my help?"
"No need, you have already helped," Yang Jian said.
After speaking, he walked out of the range of the candlelight and went straight to Wang Yue's corpse.
Fortunately, this ghost rope had just started to revive.
If it had hanged thousands or tens of thousands of people, it would be like finding a needle in a haystack to find the real ghost rope among thousands of ropes.
And fortunately, they were in the ghost domain of the knocking ghost. If they were outside, who knows what other situations would arise.
After walking out of the range of the candlelight.
Yang Jian looked at the already dead Wang Yue hanging in mid-air with a sinister smile on his face.
But his attention was not on Wang Yue, but on the grass rope around his neck.
He had to remove that rope.
"This thing is very strange. Normal people absolutely cannot touch it. Otherwise, they might be strangled to death by this rope. So..." Yang Jian's gaze flickered.
The ghost shadow behind him rose again, and it even stretched strangely.
Soon, the height of the ghost shadow surpassed the height of Wang Yue hanging in mid-air.
The hands ford by the ghost shadow reached out towards the rope.
But before the ghost shadow could touch it.
Suddenly.
Wang Yue, who was hanging in mid-air, suddenly extended his already cold hand and directly grabbed the ghost shadow.A face with a sinister smile floated towards Yang Jian, its unblinking eyes seemingly still watching him.
It was as if it was issuing a warning.
"Even in death, you're not at peace, controlled by a ghost?" Yang Jian furrowed his brows.
"If that's the case, I'll deal with you first."
The ghostly figure gradually disappeared into Wang Yue's body.
As the ghostly figure invaded, Wang Yue's corpse began to tremble slightly.
Yang Jian wasn't trying to control Wang Yue's corpse, but to destroy it.
The next mont.
Wang Yue's corpse began to crumble, starting with his feet silently falling off, followed by his hands, and then his body.
The entire corpse was like a disassembled puppet.
Indeed.
The ghost rope was the key, the corpse was just an accessory.
To be safe, Yang Jian didn't dismber Wang Yue's entire body, but left half of it.
Ensuring the ghost rope was still around his neck.
If the ghost rope left Wang Yue's neck, who knew what accidents might occur.
Without the obstruction of Wang Yue's corpse, the ghostly figure once again grabbed the grass rope.
This ti it went smoothly, without any resistance.
"Yang Jian, hurry up, look around." Suddenly, an anxious voice from Tong Qian ca from behind.
At this mont.
The surrounding sky began to darken rapidly.
Although it was dark before, it wasn't pitch black, just dim, and everything was still visible, but now... all the light was disappearing.
"The door-knocking ghost is coming." Yang Jian was startled.
He had seen this darkness several tis before.
It was a precursor to the old man's appearance.
They had wasted too much ti here, probably all the other people in the ghost realm had been killed by the old man, so now they had to find this last batch of survivors.
"Don't worry, there's still ti."
Yang Jian's ghostly figure gave a fierce tug.
Wang Yue's head fell off, and the ghost rope was also pulled down.
The mont the rope was pulled down, it strangely wrapped around the ghostly figure's neck, and it was quickly tightening. Soon, the ghostly figure's neck was deford, as if it wanted to hang the ghostly figure.
But the ghost rope failed.
Because the ghostly figure had no head.
The noose slipped off the ghostly figure's neck.
"Pack it up." Yang Jian handed the bag in his hand to the ghostly figure.
Controlling the ghostly figure, he put the ghost rope into it.
Then he sealed it completely, successfully imprisoning it.
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