Mysterious recovery

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Yang Jiandao: "You should keep it, don't pay attention to that thing of mine, you'd better keep the other video secret forever, if this news gets out, many ghost masters will not be able to sit still, you are a great professor and will be carefully watched Protection, but I will cause a lot of trouble, after all, I just let you watch that video at the beginning because I was afraid of failure and kept first-hand information."

"Don't worry about this, I will keep it a secret for you. Since you are not willing to lend it to me for research, then I will give this to you." Wang Xiaoming threw the box containing the white ghost candle to Yang Jian.

"Take it as your personal thanks for protecting me."

Yang Jiandao: "You and I are only cooperating on business matters, you don't need to thank me."

He declined the gift.

"You should keep it. The output of this thing in my laboratory is not bad." Wang Xiaoming did not take back the thing after speaking, but turned around and followed Li Jun to the explosion-proof car.

"This profiteer." Yang Jian looked at the thing in his hand and twitched his mouth.

Cheap is not good, who would dare mess with this thing?

Being able to attract nearby ghosts is simply suicide, and there is no comparison with that red ghost candle.

But everyone in the Guanjiang community escaped death and survived to have a meeting to deal with the aftermath. It was a fortunate time.

The other end of Dachang City.

In front of a silent warehouse.

Under the hazy moonlight, Zhao Kaiming walked in a hurry, limping from a distance.

His plan worked, and it was perfect.

He fulfilled the ghost's request, and also imprisoned the ghost with Yang Jian's hand. In this way, he could get rid of the curse of the evil ghost forever, restore his status as an ordinary person, and no longer be a ghost. A ghost master, and his family should be resurrected as planned.

"I built a villa in my hometown and saved tens of millions of gold, which will be enough for my family to live for a lifetime. As for what happens outside, I can't control it. That Yang Jian is a big hazard, but it doesn't matter. He will take his family out of the city tonight, and I have prepared the car, so I won't see him in the future."

Zhao Kaiming took out the key and opened the lock of the warehouse with excitement.

Pushing open the door heavily, he limped in.

Various fluorescent lights lit up in the dark warehouse, even in a power outage environment, it would not be completely invisible.

"Wife, daughter, mom, dad, I'm back..."

He came to the small warehouse where the family was stored. There were ice coffins placed inside, and a generator next to it was still humming to keep the power running.

But when Zhao Kaiming was excitedly lying on an ice coffin, ready to welcome the resurrection of his family.

According to his estimation, the miracle of resurrection should happen in about an hour. It took him more than half an hour to get here from the No. 10 Middle School. If he did the math, there should be about [-] minutes left.

Zhao Kaiming quickly stopped the generator and turned off the refrigeration system.

"You are waiting, we will meet soon." Excitedly, he kept inspecting each ice coffin to see who would be resurrected first.

Time passed little by little.

The 10 minutes estimated by Zhao Kaiming arrived soon.

The corpse in the ice coffin still maintained that cold, stiff and pale appearance, showing no sign of revival.

"Is it because my time calculation is inaccurate? Just wait a little longer." Zhao Kaiming thought to himself.

But another half hour passed.

The corpse in the ice coffin still remained motionless, still looking lifeless.

Now Zhao Kaiming was a little panicked.

Could the ghost's promise, the resurrection it did, be a lie?

"No, it won't, I blocked everything, it can't be a lie." Zhao Kaiming suddenly growled a little out of composure.

It's not that he hasn't thought about this problem.

He had doubts in his mind, but he couldn't help it. From the day he died of his wife, child, and mother, he had no way of turning back. Later, his father died, his uncle died, and he died. Uncle... He has only one way to go to the dark.

Only this resurrection miracle has been supporting him until now.

Chapter 276 The Curse Continuation

In the cold and silent warehouse, ice coffins were placed beside Zhao Kaiming.

He has been sitting here for three full hours.

Motionless, like a wooden sculpture.

The hope in my heart was gradually extinguished as the three hours passed.

The time agreed with Li Gui has been exceeded for too long.

During this period, the bodies of the dead relatives in the ice coffin showed no signs of resurrection, and the dead were still dead, and he was the only one alive.

The ghost that followed him couldn't tell what kind of existence it was.

Zhao Kaiming only knew that every time he asked Li Gui to do something, one of the people around him would die, but he was safe and sound.

This is the price paid for using the power of ghosts.

He didn't know this at the beginning, and it was too late when he found out, his wife, daughter, parents, relatives...all of them were killed by the ghost because of him.

Compared with fear and death, what tortured Zhao Kaiming was the guilt and grief of killing his relatives with his own hands.

Sometimes he even has to.

On the day when the nightmare started, Zhao Kaiming had no way of turning back. He could only go to the dark all the way, pinning all his hopes on fulfilling the conditions of Li Gui, resurrecting everyone's relatives, and then starting all over again.

Although he suspected many times during the period that this might be a way for Li Gui to deceive himself.

But even so, Zhao Kaiming could only believe it, not daring to have any doubts.

Because any wavering would extinguish his last ray of redemption.

in nearly four hours.

It was around two o'clock in the morning.

Zhao Kaiming, who was sitting in the middle of the ice coffin like a wooden sculpture, suddenly laughed. He laughed miserably and crazily.

Like crazy.

He completed the plan, but lost it all.

Unable to undo all the consequences he had caused by himself, Zhao Kaiming felt that he had already lost the meaning of living.

He didn't blame anyone because he didn't have the qualifications.

He just slowly pulled out a pistol from his waist.

The golden pistol was cold and heavy, with ten specially made bullets inside.

But it doesn't matter if it is a special bullet or not. Now he is just an ordinary person, and it is easy to be killed or commit suicide.

With little hesitation, he stuffed the pistol into his mouth.

Suicide is the only way for Zhao Kaiming to walk.

"Sorry, I'll go down to accompany you." Zhao Kaiming closed his eyes.

But at the moment before he was about to shoot.

"Slap ~!"

In the silent warehouse came the sound of something slapping the glass window. Although the sound was not loud, it was very clearly heard, and the source of the sound was right next to Zhao Kaiming.

"Bang~!"

However, a gunshot rang out.

Zhao Kaiming committed suicide too decisively, without much hesitation, he had already pulled the trigger before closing the gun.

This shot may be due to the lack of angle, or the wrong posture of swallowing the gun to commit suicide. The bullet did not pass through his head, but passed through his mouth.

No pain, just a kind of dizziness.

Zhao Kaiming's mouth was covered with blood, but he was still alive, but suffered serious injuries.

The sound of slapping glass still sounded beside him.

He thought it was an illusion, but it wasn't. He saw with his own eyes that a pair of pale hands were flapping vigorously in the ice coffin containing his daughter's body.

His own daughter was resurrected?

Zhao Kaiming's eyes that were about to be silent suddenly burst into light. He fell to the ground covered in blood, crawled towards the ice coffin, and then pushed the ice coffin away with all his strength.

A little girl crawled out of it crying.

"Dad, Dad..." The little girl cried and hugged Zhao Kaiming when she saw Zhao Kaiming.

Zhao Kaiming wanted to stand up, but the suicide shot caused him serious injuries, and he collapsed on the ground as if he had exhausted all his strength, but he smiled, very happily, and hugged him lovingly. Looking at my daughter, feeling her breathing and heartbeat, touching the soft hair in the room.

"Don't, don't cry, ahem, dad is here."

The resurrection of his daughter made him understand that he was not deceived, but the result came too late, and the miracle only appeared at the moment he committed suicide.

The daughter was the first to die, and also the first to be resurrected, so according to this order, the next ones to be resurrected are... their parents.

Zhao Kaiming was bleeding too much at the moment, and because of the injury, his mind was a little dizzy, he said: "Xiaoya, listen to Dad, go and open those glass doors, mom, grandpa, grandma are all sleeping inside. , you have to wake them up...cough cough."

It was already a bit difficult to speak.

He didn't know if it was useful, but he could only trust his six-year-old daughter.

Although Zhao Xiaoya was young, she was very obedient. When Zhao Kaiming said this, he immediately ran to the ice coffin and opened the door while crying.

But the little girl didn't know how to open it like this at all. The ice coffin was custom-made by Zhao Kaiming, and the quality was very good, and it was precisely because of the good quality that the way it was opened was a bit special.

"Dad, Dad, I can't open it." Zhao Xiaoya ran back crying.

But Zhao Kaiming sat on the ground with his head down, without any reaction, blood still flowing from his body.

He didn't die, he just passed out.

If an ambulance is called at this time, Zhao Kaiming can still be rescued.

It's just that fate likes to play tricks on people so much. After he committed suicide, he found out that everything was successful, but he mistakenly thought it was a scam.

Zhao Kaiming, who fell into a coma, did not know how long it had passed.

Maybe it was a day, maybe half a day, but in fact he miraculously woke up after being unconscious for an hour.

Zhao Kaiming vaguely felt that someone was covering his wound.

When he opened his eyes again, he found that he was surrounded by people.

"Wake up, wake up, my son is awake, great." An old woman said a little excitedly.

Zhao Kaiming found that his family had been revived, with his wife, parents, and relatives by his side.

"Hasn't the ambulance arrived yet? Why can't I get through the phone? Zhao Kaiming, hold on. You must hold on. I'm already contacting a nearby hospital." A relative said anxiously.

Zhao Kaiming didn't speak, his consciousness was in a very special state, and he felt that his waking up was a flashback.

"Father." Zhao Xiaoya cried beside him.

"Good daughter, don't cry, dad is fine, how did you do it." Zhao Kaiming touched her head and smiled palely.

"This uncle helped me." Zhao Xiaoya cried while pointing behind her.

Zhao Kaiming raised his eyelids slightly, but he saw no one behind his daughter, only darkness.

He was dull for a moment, then realized something, opened his eyes suddenly, grabbed his daughter's hand tightly, wanted to say something, but a mouthful of blood was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it all at once.

That ghost... is still there.

Only at this moment, the ghost chose his daughter.

It helped her daughter open all the ice coffins, and as a price, a relative died.

Asking ghosts to do things, no matter how big or small, the price is the same.

But after looking around, none of the relatives beside him died.

But then, Zhao Kaiming realized something, let out a miserable laugh, and then swallowed his last breath with all the misery.

The pair of eyes before he died were still staring at the back pointed by his daughter.

Compared with the previous suicide in despair, there is also death with the last glimmer of hope after suicide failure.

Such a result is the most terrible.