The dim light revealed a cyan-black infant lying beside Wang Shanshan, its pitch-black eyes examining itself. At this moment, almost everyone's heart was about to collapse in fear.
"Ah~!"
The crowd screamed, their terror erupting completely, instinctively fleeing from Wang Shanshan's side.
"Damn it, this ghost baby can't attack me, so it turns to attack others?" Yang Jian clenched his fists tightly, feeling a sense of helplessness.
He wanted to save her, but he didn't dare to approach.
The eye on his body could only see through the darkness in the ghost domain, and self-protection was just a subconscious act. He had no means to deal with the ghost baby.
"Go."
He gritted his teeth, almost subconsciously wanting to run.
"Giggle, giggle, save, save me..."
Wang Shanshan was in pain at the moment, like a dying fish, opening her mouth, her hand struggling to reach out to Yang Jian, as if it was the last glimmer of hope, struggling to make a plea for help.
Although Yang Jian didn't turn his head, the eye behind his head saw this scene.
Seeing the painful plea of his classmate Wang Shanshan, he subconsciously stopped his steps to flee.
This scene was very similar to when Fang Jing pushed himself into the toilet before.
Wang Shanshan hadn't lost consciousness at the moment, and although she was extremely scared, she was desperately hoping someone could help her at the moment of despair.
"If I leave now, what's the difference between me and Fang Jing? Using classmates' lives to hold back the fierce ghost, just to save my own life?"
Yang Jian struggled internally: "Wang Shanshan is not the same as Duan Peng and Zheng Fei. Duan Peng and Zheng Fei deserved to die. Who let them want to kill me in order to save their own lives."
"And now I should be considered a ghost rider, with the power of the fierce ghost, I am no longer an ordinary person. Saving people may not necessarily mean I will die."
In an instant, he thought a lot.
The ghost eye behind his head kept watching Wang Shanshan, watching her painful struggle and the arm that was gradually drooping.
If he doesn't save her now, Wang Shanshan will definitely be strangled to death by the ghost baby.
"Damn it."
Yang Jian cursed, immediately turned around and ran over, without hesitation, he punched the ghost baby's head that was strangling Wang Shanshan.
If this scene were uploaded to the internet, he would definitely be scolded to death by netizens for beating a baby so violently.
The ghost baby took a punch, and a part of its head deflated, but it didn't suffer any harm, its pitch-black eyes looked strangely at Yang Jian.
"Wa ga ga..."
A strange cry, the ghost baby seemed to be angered, it let go of Wang Shanshan and pounced on Yang Jian, its cheeks split, its mouth opened, exceeding human limits, and it swallowed half of his arm.
Cold, sticky, like being sucked into a black hole, not only could the arm not be thrown out, but the whole person was also constantly sinking into that dark big mouth.
"Cough, cough."
Wang Shanshan was almost sitting on the ground at the moment, gasping for breath.
"Am I going to be eaten?"
Yang Jian felt his body had a sign of melting, as if all the flesh and blood were pouring into that mouth, and he was about to be eaten alive.
However.
A sharp pain came from the arm.
It was like the flesh was torn open, as if the soul was crushed.
The ghost baby cried out in pain at the moment, spit out Yang Jian's arm, and then fell to the ground like it had lost its vitality, and quickly crawled back, seemingly running away, and quickly disappeared on the stairs.
"Damn it, it's that feeling again."
Yang Jian was sweating coldly, trembling in pain, and couldn't help screaming.
But he saw that half of his arm that was swallowed by the ghost baby was glowing red, the flesh was torn open by something, and a scarlet eyeball emerged from the wound.
Before, there was only one eye on the back of his hand, and after being attacked by the ghost baby, a second eye emerged behind his head.
But now, after being bitten, four eyes suddenly grew out at once.
The number of red eyes increased rapidly.
Perhaps it was because of this that the ghost baby was repelled.
"Yang, Yang Jian, how are you, are you okay?"
Wang Shanshan survived a life-threatening situation, although still frightened, still full of fear, but she knew in her heart that Yang Jian had just saved herself.
Seeing Yang Jian rolling in pain on the ground, she asked urgently, and reached out to help him up.
Suddenly.
Yang Jian's struggling movements stopped, an arm suddenly stretched out in an abnormal joint posture, grabbing Wang Shanshan's palm, a movement that no normal person could make.
There were five eyes on the arm, turning, all staring at her.
"Ah~!"
Wang Shanshan was scared and sat on the ground, unable to help screaming.
But soon, the five eyes on the arm closed again.
At this time, Yang Jian's voice sounded: "I'm fine, it's really not easy to be a good person, in order to save you, I almost got myself in, I still can't learn Fang Jing's ruthlessness."
The pain quickly subsided, he stood up pale, leaning against the wall, his muscles were twitching all over.
He really didn't want to experience that kind of pain that seemed to crush the soul again.
"Being bitten by that thing feels like being eaten alive, is this the power of the ghost baby in Zhou Zheng's stomach? It's really terrifying... and that thing seems to grow."
Yang Jian looked at his arm, he felt that there were many things crawling under the skin, and they would emerge at any time.
The presence of the eyes is getting stronger and stronger.
It is indeed reviving.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I dragged you down."
"Wang Shanshan said in a low voice.
"It's okay, saving you is my personal choice, I just don't want to become a ruthless person like Fang Jing, and since I was pushed into the toilet, I was already dead, now I'm just relying on the power of the fierce ghost to survive, living a minute more is a minute more, even if I don't save you, I can't live for long." Yang Jian said.
After all this, he has been able to understand his situation.
"Don't be stunned here, come with me quickly, if that thing comes again, we will all die here." Yang Jian said, enduring the pain.
Wang Shanshan said with a cry: "I, I have no strength in my body, I can't walk."
"The movies are right, women will drag their feet in a crisis, and they are easy to kill people." Yang Jian said, but he saw two cyan-black palm prints on the back of Wang Shanshan's neck.
It was left by the ghost baby, like a tattoo left on her body, very conspicuous.
And the cyan-black color is spreading around, just like an acute infectious disease.
He was shocked, but he didn't remind her, because it's not the time to say this.
The ghost baby was just temporarily repelled by himself, and it may not come back.
If it attacks a few more times, Yang Jian felt that he would follow Zhou Zheng's footsteps, and die from the revival of the fierce ghost.
"I'll help you leave, can you still walk?" He helped Wang Shanshan up and felt her whole body trembling.
It was caused by excessive fear.
He didn't say it on his mouth, but his body was very honest.
"Still, still can walk."
Wang Shanshan said. The body subconsciously leaned towards Yang Jian, the soft chest almost rubbed on his chest, not avoiding at all, but showing a very intimate.
She didn't deliberately seduce or anything, it was just the instinct of a woman seeking the protection of a strong man in fear.
At this moment, Yang Jian obviously fits this point.