After contact with a ghost, the level of danger will sharply increase because any patterns you could find before will beco invalid, and the vengeful ghost might undergo so unexpected and eerie changes due to the exorcist’s touch or resistance.
This change is unpredictable, and you can only rely on the ghost within your own body to fight back.
If unable to withstand it, then death is the result.
Therefore, it’s easy to survive in paranormal events, but it is extrely difficult to completely imprison a ghost.
However, the ghost that Yang Jian and his team are facing is no longer a common one found in paranormal incidents, but an almost insoluble ghost, capable of annihilating any exorcist team. Surviving such an encounter is an incredible struggle.
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Yang Jian invaded the ghost’s body, trying to reduce the number of ghosts.
But his action was hindered, all the ghosts in his body were suppressed, a deadly restraint, since from now on he has beco an ordinary person with no ability to resist.
anwhile, the ghost was not affected in the slightest and still had the ability to move and kill.
Watching the ghost, with its back to him, slowly turn its head around, Yang Jian’s neck and even his entire spine seed to be controlled sohow, also involuntarily twisting along.
His bones seed to be forcibly turned by an invisible power, making a cracking sound, as if his whole body was about to be snapped into several pieces by the ghost using so incomprehensible curse, to be killed alive.
Yang Jian trembled all over due to the pain, with cold sweat pouring down his face.
He could actually escape.
Abandoning an arm, breaking free from the restraint, and turning to leave might allow him to temporarily steer clear of danger and preserve his life.
But Yang Jian did not do so, as doing that would eliminate any possibility of survival afterward; he had to fight.
Clearly.
At this mont, as the fierce ghost turned its head back, Yang Jian, being targeted, triggered its murder rule.
This was a new kind of eeriness, a new way of killing, and Zhang Lei had so understanding of this ghostly ability; it was not originally the ghost’s, it had belonged to an exorcist nad Zhao Hao.
Zhao Hao was also one of the trainees of this batch, just like them.
But now, it’s clear that the exorcist Zhao Hao has died, and this ghost dubbed "Ghost Turns Back" had been seized by the ghost in the Ghost Coffin. Maybe it had already beco a part of its bodily puzzle, its abilities fused into the ghost. ℝÂＮỗ𝐛Ɛ𝓢
If that’s the case, then it’s terrifying.
No matter what, Zhang Lei must stop the event of Ghost Turns Back from happening.
Once the ghost’s neck is fully turned to its back, one of them will surely die, and looking at the current situation, the person targeted by Ghost Turns Back is obviously Yang Jian.
At that mont, Zhang Lei clenched his teeth and charged forward, tearing open his shirt.
Below the shirt was a gaunt, sunken chest, with hardly any flesh, just a layer of greyish-brown human skin tightly clinging to the ribs as if part of a dried-up corpse, and in the middle of his sunken chest was bizarrely embedded a human head.
The head had a nose and a mouth, complete with facial features, closed eyes, in a state of decay, emitting a stench of corpse.
The others, seeing this scene, felt their eyelids twitch and their hearts were startled.
While every exorcist had their peculiarities, few were like Zhang Lei with a Dead Man’s Head growing on their chest.
Without a doubt, that Dead Man’s Head was the ghost on Zhang Lei.
And what was even more terrifying was that below the Dead Man’s Head on Zhang Lei’s chest, down his stomach, was outlined a silhouette of a torso with four limbs.
From top to bottom, the outlines of the arms, legs, and torso beca from clear to blurred.
As if, that Dead Man’s Head was parasitizing on Zhang Lei’s body, gradually gestating a new form.
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It was sowhat similar to the Hungry Ghost of Dachang City but completely different from the Hungry Ghost.
Because this ghost itself was a decaying human head.
Zhang Lei had already approached the ghost; facing the corpse that was slowly turning its head to him, he said nothing and directly pounced, holding the turning head of the corpse in his embrace.
Daring to embrace a ghost directly?
The others watched in astonishnt.
Leaving everything else aside, Zhang Lei’s courage indeed far exceeded that of the average person.
Actually, Zhang Lei had no choice in the matter. His handling of supernatural incidents was quite crude, simply finding the ghost and then tightly embracing it.
As long as a ghost made contact with him, the rotten Dead Man’s Head that grew out of his chest would wake up and devour the ghost whole.
But this ability was very dangerous. After successfully dealing with two supernatural incidents and consuming two ghosts, the rotten Dead Man’s Head on his chest had already started to outline a body. He felt that if this continued a few more tis, he might give birth to a horrifying creature similar to the Hungry Ghost.
That’s why he sought out Yang Jian, looking for a way to resolve his problem.
Now, the issue wasn’t about worrying whether his own ghost would revive, but about withstanding the attack of this ghost.
After Zhang Lei embraced the ghost, the rotten Dead Man’s Head on his chest eerily ca to life at that mont, its eyelids flickered open, revealing a pair of white, slightly decayed eyes, and then its mouth opened as if to swallow the ghost he held in his arms.
Zhang Lei did not entertain the thought of swallowing this ghost entirely.
He would be satisfied to just devour the ghost’s head because as long as the head was consud, the Hungry Ghost’s turning attack would be blocked, and Yang Jian would not be killed by another of the ghost’s abilities.
The mouth of the rotten head grew larger and larger, as if it were connected to hell itself, capable of consuming everything.
The unnaturally stretched mouth now covered the ghost’s head, forcibly swallowing the position of half of its skull.
"Crack! Crack!"
The vicious ghost turned its head, and the sound of colliding bones emanated, like a jamd spring in machinery, trying to turn completely to the back, but was blocked by the rotten head on Zhang Lei’s chest.
If the ghost insisted on turning its head, it would be like delivering its own head into the mouth of the rotten head.
Which was more ferocious, the Ghost Coffin’s ghost or Zhang Lei’s rotten Dead Man’s Head on his chest?
This was a clash between ghosts, and no one knew what the outco would be.
"Can it be blocked?" Zhang Lei felt that the rotten head on his chest seed to be under crushing pressure.
Even though the rotten dead head was a ghost within his body, it felt as though it was connected to his pain nerves, and as the head suffered the compression from the ghost’s turning, his entire body felt as if it were being crushed, with a pain like his body was falling apart.
However, the severe pain of the body amounted to nothing in this environnt. The most terrifying thing was the hopelessness of waiting to die.
And it wasn’t just him suffering this tornt—hadn’t Yang Jian almost been killed by the ghost’s turning?
"Can Zhang Lei hold on?" Wang Jiang asked with a tremble in his voice.
He wasn’t unwilling to help, but he dared not act rashly, because he might very well make things worse. Also, he needed to fend off other attacks.
Previously, Yang Jian had speculated that once he made contact with the ghost, he might face more than one kind of attack.
"Don’t need to help ," Zhang Lei gritted his teeth and endured the pain.
At that mont, he felt the Dead Man’s Head on his chest gradually subsiding, the opened eyes closing, and the gaping mouth starting to close... and this change was irreversible, beyond his control.
The Dead Man’s Head on his chest was gradually being influenced by so force, forcefully put to rest.
But likewise, the trend of the ghost’s turning was also stopped.
Eventually, the ghost’s neck ceased its rotation.
The dreadful attack was forcefully resisted by Zhang Lei.
This attack could only be blocked by him because inside his body were three ghosts. To subdue the Dead Man’s Head on his chest, the ghost had to pay a price, and that price was the cessation of the attack and the nullification of three abilities within the ghost’s body.
"Was it resisted?"
At that mont, Yang Jian felt a release throughout his body, that terrible feeling of his body being bizarrely twisted and deford disappeared.
He glanced at Zhang Lei.
It truly was worthwhile to have used a Ghost Candle to rescue him from the hands of the ghost. If he had cherished the Ghost Candle back then and hadn’t taken the risk, he would certainly be dead by now.
One wrong step could affect the entire outco.
Looking back, Yang Jian felt it was extrely dangerous.
"I know now, I know the other part of the ghost’s ability," said Zhang Lei suddenly after withstanding the attack, as if this direct confrontation helped him discover so secrets about the ghost.
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