Horror resurrection, I have a ghost bus

"Why do you think so?" Jiang Yan asked.

Huang Yuan glanced at him and said:

"I could read some emotions from your micro-expressions before, but not now. Your inner activities seem to be more hidden, or your emotions are not so rich. This is not a good phenomenon, because it means that you are getting further and further away from humans."

Jiang Yan understood after hearing this, and was a little relieved at the same time. It seems that Huang Yuan can't directly see his situation of impaired consciousness.

If this is true, it will be very dangerous for him.

Not to mention those captains, even some stronger ghost riders can see his state, and the consequences will be very serious.

Now that he has defeated An Yunsheng, although the headquarters may suppress the news, it will be spread soon.

This will inevitably attract many enemies, especially An Yunsheng's subordinates, among whom there must be some ghost riders with conscious attack methods. If they discover his weak consciousness, the consequences will be disastrous.

"You are right. To be honest, the method given by Gui Gang is not perfect. My consciousness is carried by the blood of the blood talisman, but this blood talisman is a one-time supernatural weapon and will gradually lose its effect over time." Jiang Yan explained.

He was not worried that Huang Yuan would catch his weakness. After all, he and Huang Yuan were now in a cooperative relationship. If he died, Huang Yuan would not be able to enter the fog restricted area.

That's why Huang Yuan valued him so much and even appointed him as the captain of the foreign aid team.

"Your consciousness is dying? This is a bit difficult." For Huang Yuan, this is obviously bad news.

Jiang Yan said: "Yes, my current consciousness can only last for a month at most, so I came to you to see if there is any way to protect my consciousness."

"One month, this time is too short..." Huang Yuan frowned slightly and looked a little embarrassed.

Seeing him like this, Jiang Yan's heart sank. Perhaps Huang Yuan also had no way to protect his consciousness. After all, the headquarters' research on consciousness and supernatural was in its infancy.

After pondering for a long time, Huang Yuan said with some disappointment:

"Sorry, I really don't have a way to protect consciousness once and for all, unless you control a new spirit, but at least there is no such spirit in the headquarters."

"Control a new spirit? The spirit that can protect consciousness may also harm consciousness in the process of control. My current state is already very bad, and consciousness cannot be damaged anymore." Jiang Yan said solemnly.

For him, as long as the memory is damaged a little, it will not be restored. He can't lose more memory now.

Otherwise, he may even forget Zhao Qing, Qi Xiu and others, and even forget his own existence.

"I have a way to do this." Huang Yuan said with a serious face, and seemed not to want to mention this method.

"I now have a spirit that can protect your consciousness from harm, but it only lasts for one month. If it exceeds this time, your consciousness will be killed by this spirit."

"One month of protection? It feels like drinking poison to quench thirst." Jiang Yan began to think.

This kind of spiritual power is equivalent to giving himself an immortal buff for a month, but after a month, he will face the backlash of the spiritual power.

In this month, he can unscrupulously control the new spiritual power to solve the problem, but after a month, his consciousness will also face a fatal attack.

"The key to the success of this method is that you can control the new spiritual power to withstand the backlash within this month, but I think this is almost impossible." Huang Yuan reminded.

Jiang Yan was silent for a while and continued to ask:

"Is there any other way? Anything less expensive than this will do."

He couldn't accept this price now, because the spiritual power that could protect the consciousness from death for a month must be very strong, and the backlash must be very strong.

Jiang Yan felt that it was a little unlikely to control a more powerful spiritual power within a month.

"There is no other way, at least it can't keep you alive now." Huang Yuan shook his head.

Jiang Yan narrowed his eyes slightly and noticed the implication of his words.

Although Huang Yuan couldn't save him now, after he died, Huang Yuan could revive him like resurrecting Sister Xue.

But Jiang Yan didn't want to die, and he didn't want to be resurrected and become a strange thing.

Just when he was in trouble, an old voice came from his mind:

"Young man, use that method to protect your consciousness quickly, and I will have my own way later."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's face showed a moment of surprise. Guo Jian didn't notice it, but Huang Yuan caught it.

But he didn't ask any more questions, just watched quietly.

"I thought you were dead." Jiang Yan responded in his heart.

"Although I'm not dead, I'm almost dead. I used to be's memory is shattered. "Qing said weakly.

Jiang Yan could understand his condition. After being attacked by the tall ghost, he lost so much of his memory, not to mention Qing, whose memory was already blurred.

It was a miracle for Jiang Yan that he survived.

"Let's not talk about this for now. What do you mean by what you said just now? Are you sure you can deal with the backlash of the supernatural?" Jiang Yan asked.

"Of course, you should use the method he said quickly. My consciousness is dying rapidly. If you don't protect me quickly, I won't be able to do anything after I lose consciousness." Qing's tone was a little urgent.

But Jiang Yan felt a little strange after hearing this, and was on guard:

"How do I know what you said is true? What if you just want to live longer, accomplish something within this month, and then leave? "

Jiang Yan didn't dare to believe him, because Qing had died once, and there was nothing he missed in the world. He might have resurrected just to realize some plans, and it didn't matter to him whether his consciousness disappeared after that.

"You don't believe me? Junior, don't refuse to drink the wine. I spent a lot of money to help you beat that ghost, but you want to do this to add insult to injury!" Qing cursed.

"Hmph, it's useless to scold me, your consciousness is going to disappear, and even if I die, I can still be resurrected with Huang Yuan's method. Now you should be anxious, if you don't tell me your method, just wait for extinction. "

Jiang Yan would not be blinded by a false promise. Unless Qing could really give him a way to deal with the backlash of the supernatural, he would not take the risk.

After all, he could completely control the new supernatural with this weak consciousness. Although the risk was a little greater, there was no backlash that would kill him in one month.

Qing's situation was indeed very embarrassing as Jiang Yan said. In order to keep his consciousness, he had to tell his own method:

"Have you ever honked the horn of a ghost bus?"