"Tick, Tick~!"

In a quiet night, silent.

But I don’t know when there were clear drippings around me.

The sound does not appear in the toilet, but on the ceiling of the apartment building.

"Tick~!"

Another drip of water sounded.

The sound rang out from the head of Yang Jian’s bedside.

There was a pungent smell of blood in the air.

What dripped from the ceiling was not water, but scarlet blood.

Blood seeped out from the gaps on the roof, as if it was pervasive, and the number was gradually increasing.

Soon, the entire roof was stained with blood and was scarlet.

The outline of a person can be seen in the blood on the ceiling, with his mouth open and his blurred facial features exposed. He struggled in pain, as if he was a tortured evil spirit, wailing and screaming in pain, but all of this seemed so calm that he did not make any sound.

It was at this time.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

He did not fall asleep completely, but was in a state of half-sleeping and half-awake, and was particularly sensitive to changes in the outside world.

"Is it an illusion?"

When he opened his eyes, he did not see anything abnormal in the room.

There were no water drops on the ceiling, and there was no scarlet blood.

Everything before seemed like an illusion, and it didn't exist at all.

"No, it's not an illusion." Yang Jian suddenly caught a glimpse, and next to his pillow, a drop of scarlet blood stained the pillow red.

The blood is rich and sticky.

There is a special fishy smell, as if it has rotted.

Yang Jian thought for a moment, his face changed slightly, he immediately sat up, then got up and got out of bed, put on his clothes and went out immediately.

As soon as you go out.

A row of scarlet footprints were left in the corridor. These footprints were condensed from blood, as if someone had been here before. At the door of the apartment, the bloody footprints seemed particularly messy and dense.

That person should have wandered around the door before.

Yang Jian immediately followed the bloody footprints and followed the search.

Follow the stairs and exit the apartment building.

The final footprint was to stop on the rest chair next to a green belt in the community.

In the darkness, a human figure sat there, as if waiting for Yang Jian's arrival.

"Yan Li?" Yang Jian tried to scream.

This blood is not a trace left by an ordinary evil ghost, but a ghost blood in the body of the ghost blood.

He knows very well.

So it's not panic.

"Yang Jian, this should be the last time we met. I have not had much time left. I want to say a few words to you in the end." Yan Li wrapped himself up in a windbreaker, and still wore a hat, so he couldn't see clearly.

But on his body, blood flowed out like a faucet that opened the gate, dyeing the surrounding area red and undispersed.

"I haven't seen you for a while, and your situation seems to be bad." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and walked over with a little alertness.

Yan Lidao; "You better not get too close to me. This ghost in my body has revived. I don't know how long my consciousness can last. It is very dangerous for you to get close to me."

Yang Jian felt a stern.

Through the street light next to him, he could vaguely see that Yan Li's face no longer exists, only a contour of blood condensed.

He is no longer considered a human being.

"What do you want to say to me?" Yang Jian said.

Yan Li said: "The club's people have already set their sights on you. The Huanggang Village incident has angered the club's people. They plan to kill you because your existence threatens many people. If possible, I'd better advise you to leave Dachang City and live in another city."

"Is Xiaoqiang Club? If they want to deal with me, it's impossible to leave Dachang City. I left here and went to another city. People from other cities threatened me and asked me to leave. Where can I go?"

Yang Jian showed a cold smile on his lips: "If you really want to deal with me, then I will kill all the people in Xiaoqiang Club. They are already evil spirits, and are they still afraid of threats?"

"There is another thing. The box you gave me was snatched away by the people from Xiaoqiang Club." Yan Li said; "Sorry, I owe you some money, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to pay it back in the future."

"That's right? It doesn't matter. I'll grab it back." Yang Jian said.

He did not say that the box was fake and he had lost the bag himself.

"I want to ask you one thing in the end." Yan Li said again.

"Tell me," Yang Jian said: "I can't do anything about it if it's too difficult."

"I think keeping your wife and children in Dachang City is not a good choice. I want you to say something for me and let them go back to their hometown." Yan Li said.

Yang Jian said, "You can say this, you should be able to do it by making a phone call, right?"

"I was targeted by people from Xiaoqiang Club and didn't contact my family for several days. No one except you know the address of my family. I don't want to be exposed, especially when I'm about to die." Yan Li said.

"Okay, I'll go and inform your family in person."

"Thank you." Yan Li said: "It's almost time, I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?"

Yan Li said: "If you find a place where no one dies, I will never recover in Dachang City. By then, this ghost will appear in Dachang City, and you will not be able to deal with it."

After saying that, he stood up and sat in a sports car next to him.

The vehicle starts.

Without any hesitation, the horsepower was fully powered.

The sports car quickly soared to more than one hundred yards, and it was still accelerating, and finally disappeared at the intersection at the fastest speed.

Go north all the way.

"Another ghost-controller died." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly when he saw Yan Li leave, and his mood was a little complicated.

He appeared this time to say goodbye.

Yan Li's situation was obviously so serious that it could not suppress the evil spirit. Even if the evil spirit's power was not used, the evil spirit itself would come out.

"If you went to Huanggang Village with me, you might not have ended like this."

Yang Jian thought to himself.

But then he shook his head slightly again.

Maybe he died faster when he went to Huanggang Village, after all, only he and Zhang Han survived.

The car engine is roaring.

There are few vehicles on the road in the early morning.

Yan Li's car's speed reached more than 200 yards, crossing the red light all the way, passing through the vehicle in the opposite direction, and rushing out of the city as fast as possible.

The surrounding scenery retreated wildly.

At this speed, even if you hit a little thing, the car will be destroyed and the person will be killed.

But he was not afraid at all.

Because he is dead.

It's just that there is still some consciousness.

So he just needs to step on the accelerator to the bottom and how far he can go. If he is not lucky and gets into a car accident, then it doesn’t matter if he is stern.

After all, he has tried his best, and there is no way to let the ghost in his body appear in the city.

God seems to favor him more.

Along the way, he did not have any accidents, but successfully got on the highway and left the city.

The car was still running wildly.

After leaving the city, he is now trying his best to stay away from the city. If possible, it is best to find a field without people, mountainous areas, etc.

Maybe it was realizing that it might be dying.

Although he refused to contact his family, Yan Li couldn't help but pick up the phone in the co-pilot next to him.

His hands could no longer see any flesh and blood, and it was wrapped in blood and was not in shape.

But when he just picked up his phone and was about to dial.

The whole arm melted into a pool of rich blood and sprinkled on the seat.
To be continued...