"Light the ghost candle to draw out the ghosts." Yang Jian nodded, acquiescing to Feng Quan's behavior.

There's no need to worry.

There couldn't be other ghosts around here. He had already explored the ghost area before. If there was a ghost, it would be the ghost holding the black umbrella.

"Then be careful." Feng Quan took out his lighter and lit the white ghost candle. He did not hold it in his hand, but stood the ghost candle on the deserted village road ahead.

White ghost candle lit.

The strange black firelight swayed, full of ominous and strange atmosphere.

They backed away for a distance, not daring to get close, and stared at their surroundings.

The thick fog gradually dissipated.

After lighting the ghost candle, there was no need for Feng Quan to continue to maintain the ghost realm. Although he controlled three ghosts, he did not have any chance of death as a ghost, so he did not want to waste his supernatural power.

Time passed little by little.

The flickering light of the white ghost candle.

A cold and cold atmosphere filled the air, and the damp and fishy smell in the air seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

However, what surprised a few people was...

The ghost did not appear.

It was as if it had disappeared and was no longer nearby.

Not even the white ghost candle can draw it out.

"This is the first time this phenomenon has happened." Huang Ziya frowned, feeling very strange.

"Let's rely on my predictions, Father Bear. Look at each of you. If you can't even find the ghost, why are you catching it?" Xiong Wenwen wanted to stand up and show off.

But Yang Jian pressed his head to stop him: "What's the hurry? It's not time to use the ability to predict. I will let you know when I need you."

"Okay, then it depends on your performance, Xiao Yang." Xiong Wenwen also gave up the idea of ​​using his precognitive ability.

"Twelve minutes have passed now, and it will start raining again in three minutes." Feng Quan looked at the time, and then looked at Guizhu in front.

Still found nothing.

The ghost was not attracted. Although the surroundings looked unusual, the ghost holding the black umbrella did not show up.

"It will rain in this village in fifteen minutes, but it will not rain outside the village. It will not rain until nearly twenty minutes until it rains outside the village. In total, we have a few minutes to observe the rain at close range.

An opportunity for the village." Yang Jian said.

"Leave the ghost candle here and don't worry about it. It's not a precious supernatural item. Let's evacuate now and then take a look at the situation here."

"I see, this is indeed much safer." Huang Ziya understood and nodded.

soon.

Yang Jian and others withdrew from the village again. They did not leave too far, but walked along the road entering the village. However, the white ghost candle on the road was always in sight and never left.

now,

Strange dark clouds covered this deserted village.

Scattered raindrops fell down, and the damp and fishy smell in the air became stronger and stronger.

In the rain.

The village remains the same as before.

However, being drenched in this kind of rain, the white ghost candle felt like it was going to go out at any moment, as if it would be extinguished by the rain soon.

But at this moment.

Several dozen meters away.

Yang Jian and others saw an incredible scene.

A strange black figure holding a black umbrella suddenly appeared in the rain, and then walked step by step towards the white ghost candle that was still burning on the ground.

The ghost appeared.

Same as what I guessed before.
Chapter completed!