Mysterious recovery

"I tried to make the ghost misjudge my number as 0, but I still died." The words that surfaced on the human skin immediately made Yang Jian's face sink.

Doesn't 0 work?

That being said, isn't this a dead end.

But the handwriting on the human skin continued to reappear at this time: I tried several plans to tamper with the memory, and even considered implanting some memories to control this ghost, but all the plans failed, because the tampering The memory ability lasts for a very limited time. Once I loosen the restriction of this ghost, the ability to tamper with memory will be forcibly erased. After all, this ghost can suppress the ability of any other ghost, including the old newspaper in my hand.

When Yang Jian saw this sentence, his expression became extremely serious.

The thing of tampering with memory can only be done during the period when he is suppressing the ghost, and the impact is only when he is suppressed.

Once the suppression is released, the ghost's ability will forcibly erase the ability to tamper with memory.

"Is it possible that I really want to die here?" Yang Jian felt that the chance of surviving was already slim.

Even human skin paper can't think of a way out at this time.

But if he can't think of a way to survive, why does this human skin paper talk so much nonsense?

Suddenly, Yang Jian realized something, and stared at the human skin paper in his hand.

It may also have a plan, but it may not be willing to come up with it.

This plan may have some bad effects on the human skin paper, or it may benefit Yang Jian, making the human skin paper less and less dependent on Yang Jian.

"Don't you want to tell the plan? If that's the case, let's die here together, just like when we were in school. Anyway, you saved my life at that time. At worst, we will return to the original point, as if we never walked out Pass the No.[-] Middle School." Yang Jian stared at it and said.

He is gambling.

Under the same environment, the gambler's skin paper is unwilling to stay in this ghost domain. The human skin paper in the ghost domain of the ghost who knocked on the door last time is unwilling to be lost. Now if it is lost in the ghost domain in the ghost coffin If not, then there is absolutely no time to see the light of day again.

The handwriting on the human skin paper is rapidly disappearing.

After disappearing until the end, the remaining handwriting was combined into a crooked sentence: let the ghost misjudge that its number is 3, this is the only chance to survive.

"3?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Why is this number.

However, without waiting for him to think about it, the combined handwriting disappeared, and finally a sentence emerged: Once the ghost misjudged the correct amount, it will lift our suppression and start restarting at the same time, and I will take advantage of that. Shi Shi immediately dismembered the ghost and took away the nail containing the three ghosts.

"I understand." Yang Jian's eyes widened immediately, and he instantly understood the words written on the human skin paper.

First let the ghosts misjudge their own number as 3, and then take away three ghosts by themselves.

In this way, after the ghost restarts, it will think that the number of its own ghosts is 0.

This kind of misjudgment is not formed by tampering with the memory, but by the ghost's own understanding. After all, it is oneself who deceived itself, and the ghost can't believe itself.

If all goes well, the ghost after reboot will always think that the number of ghosts is 0.

And if it is 0, will the ghost start killing people?

"It's an unbelievable and weird plan that can even use the ability of ghosts to restart. This human skin paper is really evil and terrifying." Yang Jian was more and more apprehensive in addition to being pleasantly surprised at this moment.

But now he didn't care about how weird the human skin paper was, he immediately started to act.

Yang Jian could still move one hand, but it didn't affect him at all. He immediately tampered with the ghost's memory, making the ghost misjudge that the number of ghosts he had was three.

In order to ensure that the memory tampering was successful, he wrote some important content several times.

After finally confirming that it was correct, he took the blood-stained old newspaper, together with the closed-eyed, serene and strange dead face on the ghost's head again, and put the upper face back on it.

Until now.

All action is over and all that remains is to wait.

Yang Jian's heart was aroused at this moment, he needed to seize the opportunity to use the ghost hand to penetrate into the ghost's body immediately, and take away the coffin nails made by the three ghosts.

Zhang Lei and Wang Jiang on the side saw Yang Jian's strange actions. Although they didn't understand, they didn't dare to ask. They also knew that Yang Jian was trying to find a way to take the next step, so they didn't disturb him.

Although human skin paper and blood-stained old newspapers are usually unwilling to be exposed.

But it wouldn't be a big deal if it was really exposed at this time, after all, they only saw this thing in Yang Jian's hand, and they didn't know its ability.

Chapter 466 New Balance

Yang Jian's operation went smoothly.

And Huang Ziya, who was running all the way in the dark holding the ghost candle, had reached her limit. Her legs gave way, and she staggered and fell to the hard concrete road on the ground. This fall made her dizzy, and she almost fainted In the past, at the same time, the ghost candle in his hand was directly extinguished because of this wrestling.

She wanted to find the ghost candle, but she didn't know where she fell. Fear and fear made her panting and breathing more intense.

The surroundings were still quiet and weird, but Huang Ziya could feel a cold breeze blowing nearby, which made her hair stand on end, and she didn't dare to continue looking for ghost candles, but thought about saving her life in this way.

After all, I have already procrastinated for this time, so it should be enough.

Just when she was about to stand up, suddenly, something seemed to hang down from her back. At the same time, she felt something touch on her arms and legs, rough and soft, like weeds being touched by the wind. As if blowing touched his own body, it felt as if humans and animals were harmless.

But what this gentle prelude brings is a sign of horror to strike.

moment.

In the darkness, an old grass rope directly locked her neck, almost strangling her bones, and directly hanging her whole body.

The slow speed of the ghost rope was the only shortcoming, but no matter how fast it was, it still caught up with Huang Ziya.

She was attacked.

And this attack is irresistible, because even if she uses her own ghost ability to resist a ghost rope attack, she will still be unable to survive the countless subsequent attacks, and will eventually die from the ghost's recovery.

Huang Ziya didn't even think about resisting. The moment she was hoisted, she immediately threw out a weird doll in her hand.

The doll was stained with blood from her other hand.

After all, she was also a ghost master who participated in the training, and her quality was not that bad. Before that, she was ready to smear blood on the doll at any time.

The crooked rag doll, which was stitched with old cloth and black hair, fell to the ground and stood up strangely, then turned its head, looking around very curiously, as if looking at the surrounding situation.

Because the body was stained with Huang Ziya's blood.

This weird doll seemed to replace Huang Ziya's existence, and the ghost rope that attacked her before changed direction again and hung down towards this doll.

Huang Ziya, who was hanging in the air, suddenly loosened his neck and fell to the ground.

"Yes, it's useful. That Yang Jian really didn't lie to me." She didn't care about the pain, and she showed the joy of escaping death in the darkness.

The rag doll seemed to sense that the ghost rope was going to attack it, and started to run nimbly and quickly on the ground with those short legs.

A ghost rope floated in, and the rag doll jumped up, passed through the noose on the ghost rope, and continued to jump and run forward.

When it encounters trees blocking the way, the rag doll will bypass it, and when it encounters steps, it will turn over the steps.

Jumping and walking nimbly along the way, he avoided the ghost ropes hanging down from the sky. The nooses were like traps trying to catch the doll, but they all failed. Even after evading many attacks, The doll will stop and clap its hands, looking very happy.

The survivability of this rag doll seems to be very good, and the ghost rope can't do anything with it for a while.

However, rag dolls are consumed.

Because it is made of old rags, the quality is not very good. After the doll has been running for a period of time, due to friction with the concrete road on the ground, the old rags began to wear and tear. , there seems to be something leaking out of it, like white white paper.

At the same time, one of the rag doll's legs seemed to be limping, its movements were no longer so flexible, and it limped when walking.

But it is still struggling to escape, and the ghost rope behind it is chasing after it.

Because the rag doll encountered a step, its short body could not go over it directly, but could only climb up, so the action slowed down a step, a rope touched the rag doll's body, and it was also wrapped in the cloth without any suspense. On the doll's neck, tighten directly to hang it up.

But the rag doll was too small, and when the ghost rope was tightened, it didn't wrap around its neck, but only locked one of its hands, and hung it up directly.

The doll struggled violently, finally gave up one arm, broke free from the ghost rope, landed on the ground smoothly, and continued to run in other directions.

But follow this trend.

In the end, the doll will definitely die due to excessive wear and tear.

But until it died, Huang Ziya was safe.

And this time.

Yang Jian's actions have reached the last juncture.

However, something went wrong.

The ghost's face could not be spliced ​​smoothly, and it was still glued to the old newspaper.

Yes.

The ability to splicing faces used to be necessary for Yang Jian to cooperate with the headless ghost, but now that the ghost in his body has been suppressed, this ability cannot be used, and the face naturally cannot be installed.

"Wang Jiang, let go." Yang Jian hurriedly said at this time.

"What?" Wang Jiang was shocked at the moment: "Do you really want me to let go?"

"That's right, loosen the restrictions and let the ghost resume some actions. Only in this way can my plan succeed." Yang Jian said.

If this ghost has the instinct to snatch other ghosts, then it should also have the ability to retrieve its own face, after all, it can even stitch other ghosts together.

"Okay. Okay." Wang Jiang didn't ask why, since Yang Jian said so, then he did it.

Immediately, Wang Jiang let go of his hand and stopped holding the corpse's arm.

The moment he let go.

Zhang Lei and Yang Jian clearly felt the stiff corpse move.

But at the same time, the old newspaper stuck to the corpse slowly fell down, and the face on it disappeared, and was smoothly spliced ​​onto the ghost's body.

It got its face back.

At the same time, Yang Jian said again: "Wang Jiang will come back to suppress it."

Wang Jiang was even more puzzled, but he still approached the ghost without hesitation.

Yang Jian only needs to let the ghost get his face back, but he can't continue to let the ghost move, otherwise the ghost may invalidate the ability to tamper with memory.

"Will it work?"

Although there were some changes in the plan, he was extremely uneasy in his heart.

next moment.

Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang, and even the half-dead Qian Yi obviously felt that their abilities had been suppressed and resumed their actions.

The plan to make this thing misjudge the number of its own ghosts was successful.

"It's now." Yang Jian's ghostly hand trapped in the corpse resumed its action. He seized this unique opportunity to quickly invade into the ghost's body and began to take away its key part.

at the same time.

This stiff and blackened corpse suddenly fell to the ground, as if it lost some kind of strange support, and became an ordinary corpse.

"Yang Jian, what's going on?" Zhang Lei panicked as he pressed on the fallen corpse.

"It's nothing, the ghost restarted, we restricted it, and it gave up its identity." At this moment, Yang Jian slowly withdrew his arm from the corpse.

Zhang Lei's eyes widened: "How is it possible? We have clearly determined the quantity, and there is no limit."

He couldn't understand what Yang Jian had done before.

"Now is not the time to ask this, but to see if we can get out of here." Yang Jian retracted his unconscious arm.

Immediately his face froze.

He left a black brand mark on his arm, and this black brand mark presents a diamond shape, resembling the shape of the coffin nail in Wang Xiaoming's hand before, and also like a special piece of flesh and blood, which has replaced a part of himself and become himself part of the arm.

"Because of the existence of ghosts, the coffin nails of the three ghosts turned into a mass of black flesh and blood. Now I took them away, and spliced ​​them on my body because of the headless ghost shadow, and fused with the ghost hands to form a something new."

His hand stayed in the ghost's body for a long time, and some unpredictable changes took place.

Feel the other changes in the body.

Yang Jian also found that the urge to change the body of the headless ghost disappeared, and the ghost hands that were forcibly spliced ​​onto the body also seemed very calm and could move freely, even the restlessness that the ghost eyes were about to revive disappeared.

"A new balance?"

The coffin nail made by the three ghosts should be able to suppress the three ghosts. After all, this thing belongs to the ghost and has part of the ghost's characteristics. Now Yang Jian's body happens to be three ghosts, the ghost hand, the headless ghost, And ghost eyes, so his own ghost was suppressed.

And because the coffin nail is in a dead state, it cannot be recovered temporarily.

In other words, Yang Jian has now reached a perfect balance.

"So, my hand is terrible?" Yang Jian examined his unconscious arm.

Although the skin on the arm was black, the palm of the hand was cold, pale without a trace of blood, and the huge contrast seemed extremely strange, but he could feel that this hand was already a new ghost.

A ghost that cannot be understood because of various coincidences.