Chapter 49, Gambling on LifeYang Jian’s cell phone had long run out of battery. Looking at the familiar number on everyone’s cell phones, Yang Jian felt a sense of horror. This number is exactly the phone number of the Thunder King on the forum. Yang Jian unconsciously thought of what happened the night before. He was browsing the forum and saw a ghost story posted by a netizen named Thunder King. It tells the story of an old man who jumped from the fifth floor. He was clearly dead but his body was covered with corpse spots. Later, he inexplicably resurrected and knocked on his door. The Thunder King took a photo in horror and recorded the sound of knocking on the door. It is this behavior that has created the killing pattern of the knocker ghost and spread wildly on the Internet. After that, the Thunder King died. It was the knocking sound recorded by the King of Thunder and Lightning that Yang Jian heard that attracted the knocking ghost.
Yang Jian, who had read ghost stories on the forum, knew that the King of Thunder and Lightning was the first to be targeted by the knocking ghost. He is dead. How can a dead person make a phone call? Unless it's a ghost. Thinking of this, Yang Jian spoke. "Don't answer the phone. It's a ghost. Whoever answers it will die." As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's hands could not help but tremble. "hang up!" Yang Jian said coldly, with unconcealable fear in his eyes. Although they were very scared, everyone knew that they must not answer the call. The horror of the knocking ghost has long been imprinted in everyone's mind. The tragic death of a classmate, the eerie teaching building, the stairs that one can never get out of, all of this is like a nightmare. The calmer students took the initiative to hang up the phone, while the frightened students didn't even dare to move and could only wait for the phone to ring for a certain period of time before automatically hanging up. Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one answered the phone. It was only a matter of time before the knocking ghost found them. But if you answer this call, it will become immediate sooner or later. "How to do how to do." There isn't much time left. Yang Jian fell into despair, as Zhou Zheng described the ghost realm as an unsolvable existence. Once you fall into it, you will surely die. "What should I do? What should I do?" Yang Jian felt like he was going crazy. He had only been a ghost rider for less than half a day, and the information he knew was told to him by Zhou Zheng before he died.
All kinds of extremely confusing information kept compiling in Yang Jian’s mind. He is a half-baked man trying every possible way to survive. Yun Ming looked at Yang Jian, whose face was ferocious, and thought in his heart. "It's quite interesting. I remember in the original book, Qian Wanhao answered the phone, heard the knock on the door, and attracted the knocking ghost, but now there is no such ghost." Not afraid of god-like opponents, but afraid of pig-like teammates. There are people who cheat on their parents everywhere. In the original novel, Yang Jian was betrayed by his stupid teammates. If the parchment had not given a way to open the ghost realm at the critical moment, all of them would probably have been killed by the knocking ghost. "But even if this behavior doesn't happen, how long can it delay the situation? One minute or two minutes, can this time allow Yang Jian to come up with a solution to the current predicament?" Yunming put himself in the other person's shoes and thought about it. If he was Yang Jian, he was still a student who knew nothing a few hours ago, and then Zhou Zheng came inexplicably and talked about a lot of nonsense. Then ghosts came, and they were the only ones left in the entire school. Later they became ghost riders, found the dying Zhou Zheng, and learned a little information about ghost riders. In this situation, the ghost knocking on the door may come at any time, and he will bring a few burdens with him. If Yun Ming wants to turn the situation around and survive, he really can't think of any good way. Yang Jian is not a time traveler, he knows nothing. "Let me open my eyes and see!" Yunming watched quietly. Time passed by minute by minute. One minute, two minutes, the knocking ghost will come at any time. The longer the time is delayed, the more dangerous it will be. How can Yang Jian break the impasse without the parchment clue? "The only ones who can deal with ghosts are ghosts, so the only ones who can deal with the ghost realm should be the ghost realm." Yang Jian talked to himself, not knowing to whom he was talking. Then he looked at the people hiding behind him. These people had completely relied on Yang Jian. In this desperate environment, only Yang Jian could give them a sense of security. Yang Jian's act of repelling the ghost baby brought them hope. Hope is so dazzling in this desperate world. "Ghostland, ghostland...". Yang Jian looked at the opened ghost eye on his arm. There was a ghost eye on his forehead and the back of his head. There are five ghost eyes in total. Looking at his own ghost eyes, Yang Jian smiled bitterly. "It's a really crazy idea, but it seems like I'm out of options." Yang Jian seemed to have made up his mind. "Zhang Wei, give me your phone." Yang Jian extended his hand toward Zhang Wei.
Although Zhang Wei was a little confused, he still handed over his phone obediently. "Yang Jian, what are you going to do?" "I'm going to call a ghost!" Yang Jian’s words were like a muffled thunder, which immediately made everyone panic. Even Yun Ming, who was watching from the side, was confused. At this time, every second you can live is precious. Isn't it seeking death to call a ghost? "Why? Didn't you just let us answer the phone?" Zhao Lei asked tremblingly. He was really scared, afraid that the old man would come looking for him. "Do you believe me?" Yang Jian did not answer, but said this. At this time Zhang Wei stood up first, patted his chest and said. "Yang Jian! No matter what you want to do, I, A Wei, believe in you. Even if I die, I, A Wei, will accompany you. After all, we are good brothers!" When Yang Jian saw Zhang Wei's appearance, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. The road ahead is unknown, it may be death, or it may be rebirth. In such a desperate situation, Zhang Wei was still able to stand up and support him. It must be said that such brothers are rare. Zhang Wei suddenly changed the subject. "We are good friends, for life." When the two surviving girls heard this, their cheeks blushed as if they had thought of something. "Go away, who wants to follow you forever?" Yang Jian waved his hands as if to drive away something dirty. Others wanted to say something, but were stopped by Yang Jian. "What's going to happen next is very dangerous, but there's no choice. The old man will come looking for us sooner or later, and then we'll all die, whether it's early or late. If I make a wrong bet, we'll all die together, and if I make a right bet, we'll all live together." Yang Jian's tone of voice was very heavy, like a soldier giving his last words before going to the battlefield. The heavy atmosphere made everyone feel a little breathless. "Yang Jian, it's okay." Miao Xiaoshan mustered up the courage to speak at this time. Everyone else nodded. "That's right. At worst, we can die together."
Yang Jian looked at the expressions of the crowd and somehow felt a little relaxed. "In that case, I, Yang Jian, will gamble my life on this." (End of this chapter)