Mysterious recovery

If you are in a supernatural event, this human skin paper will use people's survival psychology, and it will often have the upper hand.

This is a dangerous game.

Yang Jian knew that once he lost, he might end up worse than Zhao Kaiming.

But supernatural events broke out all over the world, and everyone has no guarantee for the future. He left this thing just to give himself a little confidence in self-protection.

This time, the note left by Zhao Lei stimulated Yang Jian, making him not want that ghost to continue wandering outside as Zhao Lei.

That weird thing has to be locked up.

The conversation is still going on.

As night fell, the fifth floor outside gradually became dark.

Yang Jian was not afraid of the dark, he turned on a lamp and sat at the table alone to seek answers.

The threats seem to have worked.

After returning to calm for a while, the human skin paper gradually changed.

A line of writing appeared: I didn't know about Zhao Lei's affairs. By the time I found out, it was too late. His current situation is very special. Although I wanted to help him very much, I couldn't do it with my ability at the time. I don't know the location of the ghost, and I can't effectively determine his location... But I believe that if I give me a little time, I may be able to find his location.

After that, three words appeared below this line of handwriting: one month.

Yang Jian's face darkened.

This human skin is full of nonsense, it has to wait for a month, after a month, Zhao Lei may have grown to an unknown height, and it is definitely not as easy to deal with as it is now.

You must know that the protagonist of the S-level supernatural event, Guiying, has only grown up for less than two months.

And the most important point, that thing restrained his ghost eyes, he couldn't use the ghost domain in front of the red paper.

"Are you trying to delay time?" Yang Jian stared at the dark brown human skin paper with a cold face.

The handwriting on the human skin paper gradually began to disappear, and soon, all the information was erased strangely, and calm was restored again.

"You don't have enough capital to negotiate now. I have completely controlled the headless ghost now, and then use the headless ghost to control the ghost eyes. Under this situation, the recovery time of the ghost will be greatly delayed. If I If there are no accidents, there should be no need to worry about the recovery of the ghost in the next few years, or even ten years, unless the ghost wakes up again from the crash in the middle."

Yang Jiandao: "In other words, you are not necessary to me now. If you can't show enough value, I was not joking when I threatened to bury you [-] meters underground."

Having survived the level of suicide by hanging, he felt that he had the capital to get rid of the need for human skin paper.

Of course, what he didn't know was that when he hanged himself, it was also an opportunity for human skin paper, but it missed this opportunity, and Yang Jian didn't bring it with him at that time.

"No matter what your thing is, whether it is the carrier of future information, or an unknown ghost, if I give you ten seconds to think about it, if I can't get the information I want, then you are the only thing that matters to me. It is worthless, and I will bury you without hesitation." Yang Jian stood up, staring at the human skin paper, showing enough strength.

After the problem of survival is solved, many seemingly difficult choices can actually be solved easily.

So in this weird negotiation, he had the upper hand.

Yang Jian looked at the time on his phone and started counting down.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Five seconds later, words appeared on the human skin paper that had fallen silent: "When I can't get the answer, maybe the second room in that old house in the Republic of China can give me everything I want."

An information guide appeared in front of Yang Jian.

The second room in the old house?

Yang Jian's eyes froze for a moment.

He couldn't help but look towards the direction behind the community.

There is an old house in the Republic of China that is being renovated. There is nothing in it, only three rooms.

In the last room, Yang Jian found a ghost mirror in it.

This is the basis for him to survive the starving ghost incident, and it is also a strange item with extraordinary value.

But apart from the ghost mirror in the last room, there are still unknown secrets in the first room and the second room. At that time, he did not choose to explore, because Yang Jian felt that there might be a great horror hidden there. , if I understand it deeply without being sure, I may fall there.

Caution is necessary.

"When you mention the second room at this time, you are not borrowing a knife to kill people, are you?" Yang Jian couldn't help but have such a doubt in his heart.

There was no response from the human skin paper, and it fell into dead silence for the third time. All information reminders disappeared, and no new information came out.

"Or... this information is the limit of what you can disclose at present?"

Waiting for a long time still no response.

Yang Jian felt that this kind of threat was no longer effective, and the human skin paper refused to disclose more content. Maybe it had already felt that the early disclosure of information would not be able to control Yang Jian, but would be used by Yang Jian to become stronger. As a result, it gradually got out of control, and it was impossible for Yang Jian to become extremely dependent on the human skin paper as expected.

"It seems that I can only get so much information, but as an insurance policy, I will bury you first. If you really kill me with a borrowed knife, you should be prepared to be buried for the rest of your life."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he put away the parchment and put it back into the box.

From the beginning to the end, there is still no change in this human skin. I don't know if this last threat will be effective.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, Yang Jian has already planned to do so.

He activated the ghost domain and sent the human skin paper directly to a depth of [-] meters underground, and then made a mark at his feet so that he could take it out later.

"Go to the old house tomorrow." Yang Jian looked at the sky outside.

If you don't want to go at night, you think you can wait until dawn tomorrow, so that at least your vision will be better, and you don't need to rely on ghost eyes to generate unnecessary waste.

"Yang Jian, who are you talking to? It's time for dinner. I made some dishes. I don't know if you like them." Zhang Liqin came up at this time and said.

She seems to plan to live with Yang Jian here.

"Okay, here we come."

Yang Jian checked each room and went downstairs with confidence after seeing that there was nothing unusual about those weird things.

Check every day to avoid accidents.

"I'll take the car for you to repair. It will take about three days, but it's not the original paint." Zhang Liqin said.

Yang Jian said: "It's okay, it's almost done."

Just when he went to eat.

Deep in the ground, in the golden box that Yang Jianfang placed [-] meters underground, a line of writing gradually appeared on the human skin paper that had been silent for a long time: He was too cautious... After losing a good opportunity, He began to gradually get out of my control, which is not a good thing, maybe I should consider breaking away from him.

on the second day.

Yang Jian went out, and after some thought, he planned to follow the information on the human skin to see the second room of the old house of the Republic of China.

With his current situation, he has some confidence, even if he encounters unknown horrors, he will not be powerless to parry.

"Zhang Han, what are you doing here?"

Not long after he went out, he saw Zhang Han wandering with his wife in the community, but met a group of people who looked like journalists for interviews.

Zhang Han seemed a little impatient, but he was entangled by this team of journalists.

"I've already said that I won't accept interviews. There are so many people in Dachang City. If you want to ask anything, ask someone else. I don't know anything." He refused to reveal any information.

The interviewer with the microphone was a female reporter, wearing a white shirt and delicate makeup, with a graceful figure and a very glamorous appearance.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm just asking you a few common questions. I hope you don't avoid them, okay?"

There are cameras behind him all the way to follow.

Zhang Han didn't want to answer any questions, because the reporter asked some sensitive topics. Now that the big event has just ended, he didn't want to make any trouble in front of the camera, so he kept avoiding it.

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Zhang Han immediately said: "Yang Jian, you came just in time. In the past few days, several groups of reporters have come one after another near the community. This is the most annoying group. Can you find a way to solve it? , After all, there are some problems that I can't come forward to."

"Isn't it enough to drive these reporters away, and I need my help? I happen to have something to go out." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Han came over and said in a low voice: "These people came up and asked some special topics. They seemed to know something. They came here for the starving ghost incident. Moreover, the person in charge of taking pictures is a foreigner. I think there is something wrong with them."

"Then they should be driven away." Yang Jian said.

"I know, but the camera is facing it. If I make a move, won't I expose the fact that I am a ghost master? If this video is spread wildly, wouldn't it be very bad." Zhang Han said.

Yang Jiandao: "So you are so scruples?"

Indeed, although supernatural events are happening more and more frequently now, and even the starving ghost incident is uploaded on the Internet, causing a great sensation, but in fact the overall situation is still tending to be stable.

"Hi sir, are you a resident here? I am a reporter from a certain radio station. Let me ask you first, do you believe that the smog incident in Dachang City is really caused by chemical pollution? Or is it really as rumored on the Internet? , is this a supernatural event?" The gorgeous female reporter pulled up, grabbed Yang Jian and asked questions.

Yang Jian looked at the camera and motioned for the foreigner who was carrying the camera to get closer.

"Quickly zoom in on the camera." A staff member said beside him.

Yang Jiandao: "This is a private place. This community has not opened yet, so I hope you can leave here. Otherwise, I have the right to drive you away."

"Sir, freedom of the press is the right of every country. I think the general public has the right to know the true face of this mysterious incident. You don't accept our interview. What keeps you silent? Is it true that something incredible happened here? Is it a supernatural event? In some mysterious online forums, it is discussed that this incident in Dachang City was solved by a special officer called Ghost Eye Detective, may I ask this gentleman if you know anything about it.”

The female reporter was aggressive and didn't seem to care one bit about being rejected.

Zhang Han was right. These reporters had questions and asked about sensitive topics when they came up. They were not like the kind of street interviews. Instead, they came to Guanjiang Community with a purpose to take the opportunity to investigate something.

Yang Jian didn't speak, walked over, snatched the camera directly, then threw it dozens of meters away, and then fell to the ground with a bang, smashing it directly.

The abnormality of the body brings this incredible power, and it is not difficult to do this.

"Oh NO." The tall foreign man carrying the camera exclaimed.

"Why did you break our camera?" An accompanying staff member said angrily.

Yang Jian said calmly: "I will bear the loss. You can quote a price and let my accountant compensate you later. But before that, I hope you will leave here. I will not repeat such words again."

"Facing the reporter's inquiry, this gentleman smashed our camera in a fit of anger. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? What terrible content is hidden behind the fog incident in Dachang City? Keep your mouth shut? I am reporter Susan, and I am continuing to report for you."

The female reporter continued to report with a voice recorder.

"Very annoying, right?" Zhang Han on the side smiled helplessly.

"It's really annoying. Are all journalists so dedicated now? But I can still forcefully expel you on the charge of obstructing official duties, if you still insist on doing interviews." Yang Jian directly took out his pistol and issued a warning to the sky.

"Bang~!"

The gorgeous female reporter named Susan in front of her was taken aback, but the foreigners behind her scolded Xie Te and hurriedly took out the weapon from her waist.

"Oh, when will reporters be qualified to carry guns?" Yang Jian laughed when he saw this.

If it's really a reporter, he can only scare them away, and it's not good to do it. After all, ordinary people don't need to waste their energy.

But it's different if these people directly took out the gun.

This is definitely no ordinary press team.

"Look at how fast you draw your guns. You are much more professional than me. You have been trained. They look a bit similar to those mercenaries I have come into contact with before... a team of well-trained people, with one or two You are an amateur journalist, with such a combination, I have every reason to suspect that you are spies." Yang Jian took a glance.

There were five people in the group, three of them drew their guns, and the other two seemed to have no experience, so they crouched on the ground with their heads covered in fright.

"As soon as the crisis in Dachang City was lifted, did some forces impatiently reach in?" Yang Jian said, but then smiled again: "No, no, if you really want to search for information, you don't need any equipment on your body. Weapons, you don't make such lame mistakes, let me guess."

"You guys must be equipped with weapons to prevent danger, and it seems that there is only one danger in the Guanjiang community...the ghost-eyed detective who lives here?"

"So, the real reason is that you used the interview as a cover to get in touch with me? To collect my information."

He made a bold guess while observing the expressions of these people.

The result did not disappoint him.

The faces of the three people who touched the guns changed instantly.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding. Someone wants to invite you to a dance party. We are here to send invitations to you. Without using our identity as a reporter, we cannot do activities in Dachang City."

The foreigner who was carrying the camera just now had an ugly face, and said in Chinese that was not very smooth.

"What's your name? You speak Chinese pretty well." Yang Jian said.

"Terry." The foreigner said.

"Bang~!"

Yang Jian shot directly, and a bullet flew out against his crotch.

"Sorry, my marksmanship is not very good. I wanted to aim at your foot, but I missed it. I am not interested in the dance, because I don't know how to dance, so I can only decline your invitation, but I have to send you a message. Another invitation, is the prison in Dachang City interested in learning about it?"

Terry's heart jumped in fright, and subconsciously wanted to draw his gun to fight back, but he abruptly stopped the impulse.

The man didn't seem to mind being held at gunpoint.

Sure enough, he was possessed by a devil.

"Sir, you should find out, it's good for you," Terry said.

Yang Jiandao: "If you put down your weapon and surrender, I may be more friendly to you, otherwise, the next bullet may appear on your body."

Although he understands that some forces want to contact him, why can't he make a formal invitation? It's a shame to be sneaky like this, don't they know?