Just when Jiang Yan gave up controlling the ghost TV, the black screen that had been extinguished fluctuated for a while, and a rotten human hand covered with corpses suddenly stretched out and grabbed his arm tightly.
"Damn, I almost forgot there's a ghost!"
At this moment, Jiang Yan recalled that there were two hosts in the TV news broadcast before. Since the female host was a ghost, the male host should also be.
There are actually two ghosts in this ghost TV.
But it was too late to react at this moment. The rotten human hand seemed to have some very terrifying power. After only ten seconds of contact, Jiang Yan's arm lost consciousness.
Moreover, the rotten human hand was still exerting force, as if it wanted to drag Jiang Yan into the TV. Jiang Yan managed to stand firm, but this could not last long.
"My Ghost Bus has been suppressed. This ghost is as scary as the Ghost Bus. I can't break free by myself." Jiang Yan immediately turned to the man in the black hat.
The man in the black hat understood and immediately activated the ghost windbreaker. The sleeves of the windbreaker tightly wrapped around the rotten human hand.
At that moment, Jiang Yan felt that the feeling in his right arm had recovered a little.
The two pursued the victory and worked hard together, preparing to pull out the body in one go.
With the blessing of the ghost windbreaker, Jiang Yan's power gained the upper hand, and the rotten human hand was pulled out bit by bit, but at an extremely slow speed.
The dark TV screen was like a swamp, and the dead body was trapped in it, making it difficult to escape.
The two of them pulled for about a few minutes, and half of the body of the dead body had come out, but now they were in a stalemate. The two of them could no longer pull any further, as if the dead body and the ghost TV were integrated and inseparable.
At this moment, the man in the black hat looked at the blue uniform on the dead body, his eyes showing deep surprise, and he shouted:
"This is the uniform of the headquarters. This person is the city manager of the Ghost Controller Headquarters!"
"What!" Jiang Yan was also shocked.
He couldn't believe that the rotting corpse in front of him was actually a ghost master.
But since the men in black hats have recognized it, it means it is true.
"He should have been tasked with investigating this village. We might be able to get some useful information by rescuing him." The man in the black hat urged.
"Okay, you are right." Jiang Yan did not object. Now it is better to have one more friend than one more ghost. Moreover, this person is also the city leader responsible for investigating this village. Such a helper is crucial to them.
But now the two of them can't pull it anymore, and the ghost TV doesn't seem to want to give up the dead body.
Jiang Yan had no choice but to pick up the safety hammer with his left hand and hit the ghost TV again.
"Ahhhhh!"
As soon as it hit it, a shrill scream came out. The two men immediately released their hands, and the dead body was pulled out completely.
The man in the black hat immediately squatted down to check the condition of the dead body, while Jiang Yan was on the side to guard against the ghost TV.
After a while, the man in the black hat said happily:
"I saw his ID. This person is Feng An, the person in charge of Dasha City. I have an impression of this person. The ghost he controls is a ghost corpse. After activating the ability, the body will gradually turn into a corpse. The current state should be It’s close to the evil spirit reviving.”
"Ghost corpse Feng An." Jiang Yan lowered his head and glanced down. The man on the ground was pale all over, with many parts of his body rotting and covered with corpse spots. He exuded a strong corpse odor. There was no difference between this man and a dead corpse. It was hard to imagine that he was A ghost master.
"You said that he is close to recovering as a ghost, but there is no sign of regaining consciousness so far. Do we have to watch him revive as a ghost?"
Although Jiang Yan has hope for Feng An, judging from the current situation, Feng An will probably not wake up.
The man in the black hat frowned and hesitated for a moment, then took out a red pill.
"This is..." Jiang Yan looked at the pill in surprise.
The pill was about the size of a thumb, as red as blood, and exuded a strong fishy smell, which looked very strange.
"This pill can temporarily inhibit the ghost's resuscitation, but the price is that the next time the ghost resuscitates will be twice as strong. This is the only way to save him." After the black hat man finished speaking, he stuffed the red pill into the mouth of the dead body.
Less than a moment after taking the pill, the rot and corpse spots on Feng An's body disappeared visibly to the naked eye, and finally returned to a normal human body, but it was still a little pale and cold.
After a while, Feng An woke up, opened his eyes and saw Jiang Yan and the man in the black hat.
He looked around with some confusion, slowly remembering what happened before.
"Did you save me?" He looked at the two of them and asked.
The man in the black hat nodded and explained:
"You are Feng An, the person in charge of Dasha City. We are also the ghost masters who accidentally entered Gongyue Village. Why are you here, and what do you know about this village?"
Feng An covered his forehead and felt a little headache. It was obvious that he had not recovered from the ghost's resuscitation.
He glanced at Jiang Yan and the man in the black hat. Although he knew that they were also ghost masters, he was still a little wary.
The man in the black hat is dressed very strangely, and he is very wary at first sight. The other person looked like a young college student and seemed a bit normal.
But Feng An soon noticed that the hut was covered by a dim ghost, and the owner of the ghost was this college student. It seemed that this college student was not a fuel-efficient lamp.
However, for the sake of saving him, Feng An still briefly answered their questions:
"I am Feng An, the person in charge of Dasha City. I received a mission to investigate Gongyue Village with my companions Liang Yu and Liu Ming. We drove to Lugang Mountain and finally entered Gongyue Village under the guidance of an old man."
"It was already night when we entered the village. The old man told us that we could not go out at night or enter the villagers' houses. So we went straight to the village ancestral hall and prepared to spend the night in the ancestral hall. Unexpectedly, we were attacked by a fierce ghost."
"That ghost was so terrifying that even the three of us couldn't suppress it. Finally, Liang Yu used ghosts to restrain the ghost, allowing Liu Ming and I to escape. I fled all the way to this hut and found that the TV in the house was on. I just thought I was looking for some information on the TV, but when I lowered my head to check the buttons, a pair of pale hands dragged me into the TV."
Feng An said a lot, and Jiang Yan and the man in the black hat understood what he was going through.
After listening to this, Jiang Yan lamented that it turned out that lowering his head to check the buttons was actually the killing rule of Ghost TV. Fortunately, he did not do so at the time.
However, Feng An's experience is just a simple escape history, and there is not much useful information. The only thing worth paying attention to is the very scary ghost.
"What was the ghost you met at that time like? Can you tell me in detail?" Jiang Yan asked. It was also important to find out the information about the ghost in the village.
"Because it was night, I can't remember the specific appearance of the ghost. I only remember that it was very tall, about two meters tall. We wanted to work together to suppress it, but as soon as we made contact, the scapegoat died instantly, so we ran away immediately ..." Feng An said in a horrified tone, obviously still frightened by the scene at that time.
"A terrifying ghost with unknown killing rules, very tall..." After listening to his description, Jiang Yan quickly thought of the tall black figure he saw at the village chief's house before...
Could it be it?
