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 Chapter 5 Ghost Slave = Can Nian?
 "Bang——!"
 Almost as soon as he heard Yang Jian speak, Tang Long smashed the door with a hammer.
 The wooden toilet door fell apart like paper in front of this ferocious hammer, and the hammer that shattered the door still roared directly at the old ghost outside the door.
 At such a close distance, launching a sudden attack to break down the door, let alone the slow-moving old ghost, logically speaking, even a human would not be able to react. The old ghost had just raised his hand to knock on the door, and the hammer had already arrived.
 At this moment, Yang Jian in the toilet almost felt that the matter had been solved again.
 However, Tang Long missed the target. The knocker had no entity at all. The hammer sliced ​​directly through the air. If he hadn't braked in time, he might have hit the wall head first.
 "What's going on?" Yang Jian's eyes narrowed. The old ghost outside the door was definitely an entity just now, but now he suddenly disappeared.
 "Everything in the ghost realm is controlled by the owner of the ghost realm. What we see and hear may not be true."
 Tang Long had expected this and stood up with a calm expression: "But ghosts can only be driven by instinct. This thing is truly terrifying in the hands of a ghost controller."
 Yang Jian's eyes lit up after hearing this, and he seemed to have figured out a lot of uses.
 At this moment, Fang Jing, who had fallen to the ground with a broken arm and died in a miserable state, suddenly moved. His only remaining hand suddenly lifted up and grabbed Tang Long's ankle.
 "Is he still alive?" Yang Jian was startled and subconsciously wanted to take action.
 "It's just a ghost slave." Tang Long calmly raised the hammer and pressed it directly on Fang Jing's hand, watching him squirm and struggle on the ground, "Anyone killed by a ghost with a ghost realm will become a ghost." Slave, I can’t even rest in peace after death.”
 While speaking, he also lowered his head and glanced at Fang Jing, and then couldn't help being slightly stunned.
 This is the first time that my Yin Tong has seen this kind of existence. It is not a ghost, and of course it is not a human being. This feeling is...canniness?
 After three months of hard work, Tang Long has unlocked all the innate skills of the black phone. In addition to the most useful Yin Tong, there are also Huanrong, Living Doll, Ghost Ear, Lingxiu, and Huokou.
 Yin Tong's gaze, Ghost Ear's listening, and Ling Xiu's taste recognition allowed him to make an accurate judgment. He could see the slight reluctance on Fang Jing's expression, listened to his cry for help in his heart, and smelled the weird stench of his soul being corroded and enslaved.
 According to the world view of the Adventure House, residual thoughts are difficult to communicate and only retain some of the instinctive supernatural powers during life. If the obsession before death is strong enough, they will keep wandering for certain people or things in life.
 "So... the ghost slave's true identity is Cannian?"
 An inexplicable thought came to Tang Long's mind. He felt that the worldviews of the two books were somewhat integrated. Is it because of his black mobile phone?
 With all kinds of thoughts wandering in his mind, his hands were not idle, and with one strike, Fang Jing's remaining thoughts were directly dealt with.
 This scene was so cruel that even Yang Jian, who had just become a ghost controller, was shocked.
 "Look, the ghost slaves will be completely destroyed if they are hit with a hammer like this." Tang Long calmly explained to Yang Jian, if the ghost slaves are really all Can Nian, then of course he will, like Chen Dachui, destroy these nowhere. The poor children who can go there are taken into their own haunted house.
 However, Fang Jing is not good at it. Regardless of his performance in the original work or the plot against him, he will not give this guy any good juice.
 "Um……"
 Yang Jian pondered for a moment, decided not to dwell on this matter, and waved the human skin paper in his hand: "This thing?"
 "Whatever you get is yours, but you have to pay attention. Each of the plans given above has traps. If you don't see through them, you will die." Tang Long saw the reluctance in Yang Jian's eyes. After all, in the coming desperate future, having this thing is equivalent to having a bit of hope.
 Although that hope is slim, it is at least better than nothing.
 "Thank you." Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, nodded, and put away the human skin paper.
 "You're welcome. After all, if I can't deal with that old ghost soon, I'll have to rely on you to use the ghost realm to take me away."
 "You seem to have a plan?"
 Seeing the other party's calm look, Yang Jian couldn't help but ask questions. He was actually a very independent person, but after all, he was only 17 years old. Compared to Tang Long, a veteran who had been around for two generations and knew the plot well, he was still a little behind. .
 "Well, let's go to the playground first to see if there are any survivors. It's wider over there and is suitable for you to play."
 "good."
 Yang Jian nodded and walked out of the door, only to see Tang Long go in again.
 "What are you doing?"
 "Go to the bathroom."
 "..."
 Of course, Yang Jian was not interested in watching the man go to the toilet, so he stood aside alone. Half a minute later, Tang Long walked out with a strange expression. If the two of them were not very familiar with each other, Yang Jian would have complained about whether he was there. What shameful things were done in there.
 The two of them walked all the way downstairs. With Yang Jian's ghost world, there was no possibility of getting lost, and they arrived at the playground smoothly.
 However, this journey was also shocking. Many of Yang Jian's familiar classmates had died tragically while escaping, and some were on the verge of resurrecting and becoming ghost slaves.
 Seeing this situation, Tang Long couldn't help but feel a little guilty. If he had been more cautious and not let the knocker escape, there would have been no more victims.
 "I won't say sorry. After all, it's difficult to survive in this world, but I will give you a place in the haunted house."
 Secretly making up his mind, Tang Long clenched the sledgehammer in his hand. He unlocked the scene of No. 7 Middle School.
 "Is there anyone alive nearby? If not, just fight that old ghost here." After choosing a spot, Tang Long turned to ask Yang Jian.
 "There is one." Yang Jian's expression was a bit strange.
 "who?"
 "Zhou Zheng, he seems to be lost in the ghost realm."
 With the help of Yang Jian, Zhou Zheng quickly joined the two.
 "Where are the students?" Tang Long's expression was a bit ugly. He would not let Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan and other people who could have survived die because of his involvement.
 "I sent them out. I met many children who were at a loss on the way, and I took them all out at once." Zhou Zheng replied, "As soon as I left the school, I found that the darkness spread again. I knew something was wrong, so I hurried back to help. Unexpectedly, I got lost in the ghost realm.”
 He was indeed a very responsible guy. Even though he was out of danger, he came back to help again. You must know that even Zhou Zheng, who was on the verge of recovery just now, was no match for the old ghost.
 "What's going on? That old ghost got out of trouble again?"
 "There's no time to explain. There should be survivors in the school." Tang Long waved his hand, "It's better if you come. Let's work together to imprison him here!"
 "Okay!" Zhou Zheng said in a deep voice, regardless of whether he would wake up again.
 "What's your plan?" Yang Jian asked again. He was not as selfless as Zhou Zheng. If he didn't have a good plan, he would be more inclined to escape through a ghost domain.
 "Use that old ghost's killing pattern." Tang Long said, "I will be the bait, triggering his killing pattern and attracting him."
 "You two get ready. Yang Jian uses the ghost realm to confirm the opponent's identity. It's enough for you two to work together to delay it for a moment."
 "But you only have one body bag, and now you have imprisoned the ghost with the pale arms. Even if he is hit again, how will he be imprisoned?" Yang Jian asked the most fatal question.
 "I have my own way." Tang Long naturally thought of what he thought of.
 "Okay, I'll trust you once." Finally, Yang Jian nodded, "After all, I would have died long ago without you, so I just treat it as a favor to you, but if the detention fails, I will take you to evacuate, no problem. "
 "Okay, just try it once. Everyone's life is precious, once is enough." Tang Long nodded.
 "Then let's get started, I think I know the ghost's killing pattern." Yang Jian took out his mobile phone, turned to the forum page, pointed to the audio file above and said, "If I guess right, after hearing this Knock on the door and that old ghost will come to you.”
 However, at this moment, the passionate suona sound suddenly sounded.
 "We're not dead yet, why are we rushing to send Yuan Yu away?" Zhou Zheng made a small joke.
 "My cell phone ringtone, Suona, is not only used during funerals." Tang Long calmly took out his cell phone, "The theme song of Black Myth, it is very popular."
 "Is now the time to talk about this!" Yang Jian almost shouted, staring at the caller ID, "Don't answer, this number belongs to the King of Thunder and Lightning!"
 Before he finished speaking, Zhou Zheng's and his own cell phones rang at the same time, and the caller IDs on them were exactly the same.
 This weird scene made the two of them feel numb, but Tang Long chuckled: "Heh, it seems I don't have to listen to you anymore."
 With that said, he pressed the answer button and put his ear to it.
 "Dong, dong dong..."
 The dull knock on the door echoed in my ears like a death knell.
 "Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time." Tang Long said that it was impossible not to be nervous, but he still didn't feel fear. After saying a harsh word to the phone, he turned off the phone, held the sledgehammer tightly and prepared for battle.
 When Yang Jian and Zhou Zheng saw this, their eyes showed admiration, and they hid in the ghost domain as planned.
 Soon, the dark pupils jumped violently as if they were being pricked by needles. With the night vision ability given by these special eyes, even the dark ghost realm could not block his sight.
 He had already seen the old man with corpse-stained face slowly walking out of a building and heading straight for him.
 Ghosts are ghosts after all. Even if they have the instinct to avoid their nemesis, for example, ghost eyes will close and dare not look at ghost paintings, and ghost ghosts will restart before being stabbed by coffin nails, they will still act according to the rules of killing.
 Therefore, even if he saw the sledgehammer in Tang Long's hand, he instinctively knew not to be hit by the hammer, so the knocker still walked straight over.
 "Come on, Luo Wensong." Taking a deep breath, he directly called out the name of the knocker, "Become a ghost employee in my haunted house!"
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