Chapter 198, Truce

"It's not fake, I just died once."

Fang Shiming said in a low voice.

Although his current appearance is terrifying, it is not difficult to see that he is Fang Shiming, exactly the same as the corpse on the ground.

It's the power of ghosts.

Yang Jian's scarlet ghost eyes stared at Fang Shiming. A cold wind blew around them at some point. The wind gently blew Yang Jian's ghost eyes, which blinked unconsciously.

Guifeng, this is a ghost controlled by Fang Shiming.

The wind around was like the howling of an evil ghost, which was creepy. There was always a lingering fishy smell in the wind, which made people wonder if there was a corpse or a ghost standing at the source of the wind.

Fang Shiming is a ghost rider who controls three ghosts, and has one foot halfway into the alien level.

If Yang Jian didn't have the music box curse, he might not be able to defeat Fang Shiming.

After Fang Shiming invaded Yang Jian's ghost domain, he looked at him unfriendly.

Yang Jian looked at Fang Shiming vigilantly, but at this moment, the red light was suddenly surrounded by darkness.

Even Fang Shiming did not expect the sudden darkness.

The moment he was enveloped by darkness, Yang Jian felt that familiar yet terrifying breath.

"Ghost!!! Damn Wang Xiaoming, what did you do?"

Yang Jian, who had dealt with ghost messenger incidents before, knew clearly how terrifying ghost messengers were.

If Yang Jian had not understood the ghost's rules, he would have been killed by him long ago.

The ghost domain of the ghost catcher was so terrifying that it suppressed Yang Jian’s ghost domain almost instantly.

The pitch-black ghost realm was like a coffin, sealing up everything inside.

Fang Shiming, who was not far away, had a grim expression on his face. He did not expect that at this critical moment, a terrifying evil ghost would come to disrupt the situation.

Originally, Fang Shiming planned to use the ghost pressing person to kill Yang Jian. After all, the ghost pressing person is too terrifying. Anyone who is pressed down will definitely be crushed to death.

Crunch, crunch!!!
Suddenly, in the darkness, there was a sound of something being chewed?

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat.

The two ghost riders from his circle of friends that he had killed were nearby.

They were all ghost riders who controlled a ghost, so Yang Jian didn't care about their ghosts because he had to fight.

But now the ghost catcher has come, if we say that the ghost catcher was originally a ghost.

So now there are three ghosts.

Unconditionally suppress the three ghosts.

In other words, the ghost rider who now controls three ghosts is just an ordinary person in front of the ghost catcher.

In order to avoid violating the ghost catcher's killing rules, you need to have one more ghost than the ghost catcher's suppression quota.

Fang Shiming did not move, and the gloomy wind around him was particularly cold.

"Ghost messenger!"

Fang Shiming looked at the pitch-black darkness and spoke. Although the confidentiality level of the ghost catcher's file was very high, Fang Shiming was the boss of his circle of friends after all, so it was not difficult for him to get the ghost catcher's information.

The ghost catcher’s information records his killing patterns.

But who knows if the pattern of killing has changed now?
"Yang Jian, hehehe, it looks like we can't have this fight. If we do, we'll probably all die."

Fang Shiming spoke.

Although Yang Jian really wanted to kill Fang Shiming, it was obviously not a good time to do so.

He still understands the principle that when the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits.

If the ghost catcher eats all their ghosts at that time, then no one will be able to stop him.

Yang Jian remained silent. He did not attack and seemed to agree with Fang Shiming's words.

At this moment, a pair of skinny hands suddenly stretched out from the darkness.

These hands are cold and stiff, they are the hands of a dead person.

Looking at these hands, Yang Jian trembled instinctively. These were the hands of the ghost catcher.

"Not good!" Yang Jian suddenly thought of Jiang Shangbai's legs.

After his legs were removed, they were thrown nearby, about five or six meters away from Yang Jian.

But at this time, the two pairs of legs were dragged into the darkness by the ghost.

These are two ghosts.

Yang Jian was about to rush over, but when he looked at Jiang Shangbai's body covered by the ghost, he gritted his teeth and stopped where he was.

Now the ghost catcher has at least five suppression spots.

With five suppressed spots, Fang Shiming and Yang Jian would surely die if they were separated.

Fang Shiming controlled three ghosts.

And Yang Jian counts as three and a half.

The ghost eyes and ghost shadows he controls count as two.

The ghost rope counts as one, but the ghost hand only counts half.

The two of them have six and a half ghosts in total, while the number suppressed by the ghost catcher is five.

"Fang Shiming, do you know the pattern of the ghost's killing?"

"of course I know."

Fang Shiming said in a low voice.

"Now there are at least four ghosts in the hands of the ghost catcher. If we add the original quota, if nothing unexpected happens, the ghost catcher now has at least five quotas to suppress ghosts. The ghosts in our two bodies combined are definitely greater than this number, but it is definitely not much greater. Moreover, once the two of us are separated, we will definitely die."

Yang Jian looked at Fang Shiming not far away and said coldly.

Now that the ghost catcher did not attack the two people, it means that the two people did not violate the ghost catcher's killing rules, which means that the sum of the ghosts in their bodies is greater than the number suppressed by the ghost catcher.

"That's right, we should get along well at this time."

Fang Shiming's voice slowed down unconsciously.

But the next second Yang Jian took action, and the straw rope hanging around his waist suddenly flew out.

This is a ghost rope. Even a ghost will be hung up by the ghost rope. This is a resurrected ghost, a very terrifying ghost.

There was darkness all around, but Yang Jian's ghost eyes had the ability to see through the darkness, and he could see Fang Shiming.

But Fang Shiming couldn't see him.

How could Yang Jian not take action in such a favorable environment?
Besides, the ghost catcher’s killing pattern is ghosts, not humans.

What Yang Jian needs is the ghost inside Fang Shiming, not him as a person.

Yang Jian was not the only one who thought so, Fang Shiming also thought so.

The hatred between these two people has long escalated to the point of no return.

Even though they were trapped in the ghost's domain, both of them wanted to kill each other.

Just as Yang Jian was about to take action, a ghost appeared on his back.

This is Fang Shiming's ghost oppression.

"did not expect……".

Before Fang Shiming could finish his words, he felt something wrapped around his neck, hanging him up.

A strange smile appeared on Yang Jian's lips.

"It seems that we have the same idea. We both want to kill each other first."

A gust of cold wind blew around him, and Fang Shiming used the power of a ghost to resist the rope that was tightening around his neck.

"You are right. This makes me more determined in my decision. Yang Jian, you must die."

Fang Shiming's hoarse voice was filled with anger.

The ghost on Yang Jian's body became heavier and heavier. His legs bent unconsciously and he half-knelt on the ground.

"It looks like we have to compete to see who can hold on longer."

This moment is a confrontation with supernatural forces, and only by persisting can you survive.

(End of this chapter)