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Chapter 268 Lu Ming is still alive?! The Ghost Bridegroom Returns from the Old Era! (4k)

Upon hearing this, Zhou Honghua paled, her delicate face turning even whiter.

A scarlet light spread from the depths of her eyes, and soon, Zhou Hong's eyes turned the same red as Yang Jian's ghost eyes.

But the strange thing is that Yang Jian's own ghost eyes did not disappear as a result.

"Ghost Eye Yang Jian... Ghost Eye Yang Jian... If, as you say, I cannot replace your ghost eye, then your ghost completely counters my ghost!"

Yang Jian sneered and remained silent.

Every time, it was someone else who could control his ghost eyes.

Finally, he had a chance to restrain others.

Actually, it's not accurate to say that his ghost eyes can suppress Zhou Hong's ghosts.

Mechanistically speaking, Zhou Hong's ghost can seize the facial features of other ghost tamers, which means she should have been able to control Yang Jian.

However, Zhou Hong's level of terror is far lower than Yang Jian's, so she naturally cannot achieve the desired effect and may even be restrained by Yang Jian.

For those who control ghosts, the interplay of mechanics is important, but to talk about mechanics without considering the intensity of the supernatural elements is simply irresponsible.

However, Yang Jian did not explain these things to Zhou Hong.

There's no need for him to waste his breath on a dying man.

Yang Jian had anticipated that Zhou Hong would retaliate; in any case, she wouldn't survive today.

It's cruel, but it's a reality we have to accept.

The ghostly figure invaded Zhou Hong's body, and this time, the supernatural attack from the ghostly figure was not hindered in any way.

The supernatural battle was decided in an instant; Zhou Hong's eyes rolled back, and she became a lifeless corpse.

Without the support of supernatural power, her delicate face quickly decayed, revealing her true appearance beneath the skin.

It turns out that Zhou Hong was not a so-called beauty at all, but just an ordinary woman with a very average appearance.

She somehow replaced a female college student, which is how she ended up the way she is now.

After becoming a demon tamer, it is very difficult to maintain one's innocence and keep one's hands clean of blood.

Therefore, Yang Jian did not care about other people's past experiences.

“Zhou Hong is dead. Now I will divide the rice in her hands equally.”

Yang Jian expressionlessly pried open Zhou Hong's tightly clenched right hand, took out a handful of rice, removed the reddish parts, and after dealing with the remaining corpses, began to redistribute the rice.

After dividing the rice evenly, Yang Jian noticed that he had an extra grain of rice in his hand, so he handed it to Li Yang.

Seeing that Yang Jian truly had no ulterior motives and was simply following what he had told Zhou Hong, the group of ghost tamers couldn't say anything more.

Even after receiving the new rice, they didn't seem particularly happy or relieved.

It's not even 1 a.m. yet, which means that not much time has passed since the midnight ghost feast began.

Judging from the rate at which they consumed the blood-stained rice, it would be difficult for them to last until the ghost banquet ended.

To survive, someone else has to make a sacrifice.

Nobody knows who will be next.

Some of them were not well-known in the paranormal community, their own strength was not particularly strong, and they did not have the status of captains like Zhou Deng and Yang Jian.

Everyone was filled with anxiety, worried that they would be the next one to be pushed out to their deaths.

Time passed second by second, and the cold, withered ghostly hands kept reaching out from all directions to take away the blood-stained rice.

These ghosts are like people who can never get enough to eat; they'll come back to take more food before long.

Just then, a ghost tamer named He Ran gritted his teeth and suddenly made his move.

He held a handful of white rice in his hand, a small portion of which was stained red with blood, while the rest remained white.
According to the rules Lu Ming had told them before, whoever needs to use white rice must dye the rice red with their own blood. After a person dies, the rice dyed with that person's blood will become ineffective.

To avoid accidents, these ghost tamers originally dyed the rice red according to the amount of rice they used.

But now, without warning, He Ran cut her wrist, letting the blood flow out and stain all the remaining rice red.

He gritted his teeth and said to Yang Jian with a ferocious expression, "You've been secretly observing me since just now. I'm the next target you've chosen to sacrifice, aren't I? I'm sure you've noticed that my condition is very unstable, otherwise I wouldn't have risked boarding this bus."

"Now, all this rice is stained red with my blood. If you don't touch me, everything is fine. But if you kill me, all the rice in my hands will lose its effect. At that point, it will only increase your own consumption for no reason."

Besides these points, what He Ran didn't mention was that even if his condition was very unstable, as long as he wanted to fight Yang Jian to the death and took action against Yang Jian, he could definitely cause some trouble for the other party.

So what if the other party is the captain?

As long as you have the belief to fight the resurrection of the vengeful ghost, then even the captain has nothing to fear.

This happened so suddenly that it was impossible to guard against and there was no time to stop it.

Yang Jian, Li Yang, and Zhou Deng, the three people in charge of the overall situation, immediately turned pale upon seeing this scene.

Even Zhou Deng, who likes to take advantage of small things, felt that this behavior was really too much.

The threat was a completely naked threat.

Li Yang thought to himself, "This guy is too stupid. He doesn't understand the personality of the famous Ghost Eye Yang Jian in the supernatural world at all... This Yang Jian hates it when people threaten him with anything. He Ran will only make himself die faster by trying to be clever like this."

As expected, Yang Jian spoke coldly to He Ran: "If you thought my previous handling methods were problematic, why didn't you bring it up in the first place? You didn't utter a word when Zhou Hong died, and now you're standing up on the moral high ground to criticize me. Actually, you're just afraid of being the next one to be chosen."

"I'm sorry to tell you, but I wasn't paying attention to you at all just now. It was all your own mind playing tricks on you. But now I've changed my mind. Since you're going to be the one to break the rules, then you'll be the first one to die."

Having said that, without giving anyone a chance to react, Yang Jian had already made his move and launched a supernatural attack on He Ran.

The attack came so suddenly that there was no chance to dodge or prepare in advance.

"Who dares to kill me?!"

He Ran's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Even until the very end, he still felt that Yang Jian wouldn't really hurt him; at most, he would just put on a show. After all, no one would want to joke about their own life.

The die is cast. He Ran has already stained the remaining rice with his own blood. Killing him would not bring any benefit; on the contrary, letting him live would buy some time.

But Yang Jian's considerations were completely different from his.

As a manager, if you allow something that goes against the rules to happen the first time, there will definitely be a second, a third... until the situation is completely out of control. There are some precedents that absolutely cannot be set.

The so-called broken window theory is based on the same principle.

Boom! ! !
He Ran was pinned to the floor by a dark shadow that was almost solidified. Cold, ghostly hands crawled out from his throat, the slits of his eyes, and even the pores of his scalp.

These ghostly hands did not originate from the inherent danger within the haunted house, but rather from a supernatural attack by Yang Jian.

Yang Jian used some unknown means to attack He Ran.

He Ran is now no different from a dead person.

Strangely, the rice in He Ran's hand, completely stained with blood, did not lose its effect. Ghosts still appeared out of thin air, took the rice grains, and then slowly disappeared.

"How did he do that? It's too bizarre. No wonder he's called Ghost Eye Yang Jian; I simply can't understand this kind of method..."

Upon seeing this, everyone gasped in shock.

Previously, he had been eager to emulate He Ran's ability to control ghosts, but at this moment, he gave up that idea.

“I’ve said before that there’s only one chance for mediation. Anyone who tries to play tricks and lead everyone to their deaths, I wouldn’t mind taking them down first.”

"If anyone thinks they can do better than me, or if they feel unconvinced, they are welcome to attack me directly... The paranormal world is not a place for reasoning, but a place for strength. Whoever has the strongest fist has the right to speak."

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"The rice is almost gone."

After an unknown amount of time, Zhou Deng suddenly spoke.

There wasn't much rice left in everyone's hands, and judging by the time, it was clearly not enough.

Despite all the effort, in the end, he couldn't survive the fifth day in the haunted house.

Once they have completely consumed all the rice, the vengeful ghosts will swarm in and kill all the living people in the haunted house.

Faced with such a large number of vengeful ghosts, the crowd didn't even have the will to resist.

Not to mention, among these vengeful ghosts, there are quite a few that are terrifyingly powerful.

Releasing any one of them would be enough to create a supernatural event of A-level terror outside.

Not to mention dealing with so many vengeful ghosts at the same time.

Yang Jian thought to himself, "As expected, it's still too difficult to do. The ghosts that can exist in this haunted house are not simple... In that unreal world, I have already witnessed the terror of Zhang Dong. He can wipe out supernatural phenomena with a wave of his hand. This is his haunted house, so the ghosts here are naturally very unusual and are very different from the fierce ghosts outside."

Time passed second by second.

The rice was indeed almost gone.

Although most of the ghost tamers dared not have any wicked thoughts at this moment due to Yang Jian's intimidation, their eyes were still restlessly darting around, as if they were considering something.

When disaster strikes, everyone flees for their lives.

Given the current situation, it's impossible to ensure everyone survives.

There aren't many ghost tamers who can think rationally like Yang Jian.

Everyone just hopes that they will be the one to survive in the end.

Before Yang Jian could speak, Zhou Deng took the initiative to speak.

"There really isn't enough rice; it needs to be redistributed. This time, I'll be the bad guy..."

Upon hearing this, the group of ghost tamers felt as if they had heard a death sentence, and their hearts sank to the bottom.

Who will Zhou Deng choose?

Only then did they truly realize how difficult it would be to survive in this ghostly place without the ghost groom Lu Ming leading the team.

Even with captains Yang Jian and Zhou Deng, they still couldn't perfectly handle the current predicament.

On the fifth day of the haunted house, the ghost banquet was a torment worse than death for these ghost tamers.

It is no exaggeration to say that sometimes, the time spent waiting to die is the most painful and agonizing, rather than the time spent dying directly.

But at that moment, with a bang, the door of the haunted house was suddenly opened.

The ghosts have already gathered inside the house. At this time, who would suddenly enter?
Have new ghosts entered?
If that's the case, then really no one could survive.

However, things were not as bad as expected.

Everyone looked towards the gate of the haunted house, where a familiar figure stood.

The dirty white mourning clothes, the expressionless pale face, and the eerie aura that sent chills down one's spine just by standing there.

What appeared at this moment was not a vengeful ghost, but a ghost tamer, only this ghost tamer was even more powerful than a real vengeful ghost.

The person who suddenly appeared in the haunted house was none other than Lu Ming, codenamed Ghost Groom, the true form of the White Demon in the Red and White Duo, the leader of Ye Zhen, known as the number one paranormal forum in Asia, with infinite superposition, a level of terror exceeding S-class, the terminator of the old era, the one who could fight seven elders alone, and the captain of the Captain Project!

"What's the point of choosing? If you want to live, just hand over all the white rice you have."

Lu Ming spoke coldly, his tone indifferent and devoid of any emotion.

He seemed completely unaware of the turmoil his appearance had stirred in the hearts of the ghost tamers present.

"The ghost groom Lu Ming is still alive! How is that possible?"

"We all watched him sacrifice himself in the end, how did he manage to do that?"

“Each of those eight old monsters from the past could wipe out the current supernatural world, let alone all eight of them working together… It’s already unbelievable that Lu Ming was able to send us out under those circumstances, how… how could he possibly have won that battle in the end?”

A pebble was thrown into the calm water.

No, it was a nuclear bomb dropped on them.

A variety of emotions spread through the hearts of the demon tamers.

Zhou Deng remained silent, re-examining Lu Ming, only to find that the ghost tamer before him became increasingly unfamiliar.

Yang Jian was also speechless, and after a long while he finally managed to stammer out, "Are you kidding me?"

Li Yang's focus was different from everyone else's. He didn't ask Lu Ming anything, but excitedly said, "Captain, you're back!"

Lu Ming nodded to Li Yang and instructed, "There's no time to explain. Now, help me collect all the rice they have. Make sure there are no mistakes; this is the key to surviving the fifth day."

(End of this chapter)