Mysterious recovery

Although Fang Shiming still had some emergency measures, such an attack was too strange to warn in advance, so it was too late to use it, just like Yang Jian who was attacked before.

Chapter 6 Satellite Communications

"Fang Shiming, are you dead?"

Yang Jian stood in this private office. He had already put away the weird machete in his hand, and he didn't dare to hold it in his hand for fear of suffering an unknown curse.

Just now.

He did trigger the media and saw Fang Shiming's knife. According to the previous judgment, the current Fang Shiming should have been attacked by himself.

It's just that Yang Jian wasn't sure that Fang Shiming was really dead.

After all, he doesn't know where Fang Shiming is now, he can't see Fang Shiming's situation, and he can't judge whether this person is alive or dead.

"Wait here first. If Fang Shiming dies, then he will definitely not appear again. If he is not dead, he will definitely take countermeasures in a short time when he was attacked by a strange hatchet just now. Curse me again with my picture."

Yang Jian judged this in his heart, because according to his character, if he didn't die, he would definitely take revenge crazily.

So he was waiting for Fang Shiming to fight back.

It has been confirmed before that under the curse of the music box, he will not be killed by the ghost scissors, so he is confident in his heart.

The ghost domain has not been completely recovered. He only maintained the state of the third floor of the ghost domain, covering the Ping An Building and some surrounding streets, and the scope has been reduced a lot.

"If Fang Shiming doesn't show up before dawn, then I can conclude that he has been killed by me." Yang Jian calculated in his heart.

So he was going to sit here and wait for the dawn.

Although Yang Jian's approach was very safe, what he didn't know was that Fang Shiming died after being hacked with a strange hatchet, and he died in an inconspicuous township basement outside the city.

It's just that as time passed, nothing happened to Yang Jian, and his thoughts gradually changed.

From doubting that Fang Shiming is still alive, to gradually believing that he may have died.

Yang Jian looked at the time.

It was four o'clock in the morning.

"Fang Shiming hasn't appeared yet, and he hasn't attacked me yet, so there's a high probability he's dead?"

Yang Jian seemed to have been sitting for a long time, he stood up, and looked out the window at the dark night and brightly lit metropolis.

"Then if Fang Shiming is dead, where will he die? He still has the ghost scissors in his hand. If I don't take this thing away, I will have trouble sleeping and eating in the future."

Yang Jian frowned slightly at this moment.

It was a good thing to trigger the medium from a long distance to kill Fang Shiming directly, but it also left a hidden danger.

As long as the ghost scissors exist for a day, the previous curse attack may reappear. The only difference is that the next owner of the ghost scissors is no longer Fang Shiming, but another unknown ghost master.

Now he is not afraid of the curse of the ghost scissors because of the music box.

Once the curse of the music box disappeared, he still couldn't resist that kind of attack.

Like the strange hatchet in Yang Jian's hand, it has the terrifying effect of almost killing with one blow.

Yang Jian pondered for a while, but then shook his head slightly: "I can't care about that much anymore, weird curses emerge in endlessly in this world, and there are countless terrifying ghosts. If you can prevent the ghost scissors today, you may encounter even more terrifying ones next time." I can't possibly wipe out all the sources of supernatural powers."

"Besides, I still have this hatchet in my hand, and I also have the ability to fight back. If I really fight desperately, I will not be afraid of anyone."

When he thought of this, he gradually let go of his heart, and he didn't get too entangled in the ghost scissors.

It's just that the premise is that Fang Shiming must die completely. If he doesn't die and jumps up again one day, then Yang Jian will be in trouble.

"It's not yet dawn, just wait." Yang Jian continued to stand in front of the window and look outside.

Now, the headless ghost figure that he was cut off by the strange hatchet in the Caesar Hotel has been spliced ​​again, and the legs have regained the ability to move. Although the body is still dead, he can use the ghost again later. ability to repair.

But these are small issues.

The really big problem is the curse of the music box.

If Fang Shiming was definitely dead after dawn, then Yang Jian would have to start thinking about solving the music box curse.

Although he has roughly a few rough plans in mind for the curse of the music box, he has no confidence in whether it will be effective. After all, there is no precedent for this kind of curse to survive before, so he can't learn from previous experience. I can explore on my own.

However, at about five o'clock in the morning.

Yang Jian suddenly found that his ghost domain showed signs of being invaded.

"Is it Fang Shiming?" He instantly became vigilant, even ready to take out the hatchet again.

If Fang Shiming was still alive, he would swing his knife again, consume the last suppressing spot, and try his best to kill this guy.

However, Yang Jian quickly discovered something was wrong.

What invaded his own ghost domain was darkness, so thick that he couldn't reach his fingers. This darkness surged up from the downstairs of the Ping An Building like thick ink, as if he had found himself and came straight here.

"It's not Fang Shiming, Fang Shiming's ghost domain is not like this."

Yang Jian's expression changed, he left the office and came to the top floor of Ping An Building.

It's a bit more open here, and it's also suitable for hands-on.

The darkness eroded his third layer of ghost domain, making it impossible for him to see the opponent's situation clearly.

soon.

On the platform on the top floor, as the surrounding light dimmed, a person came out from the depths of the thick darkness with slightly stiff steps.

"You are Yang Jian?" A cold, indifferent voice sounded.

Yang Jian frowned. He stared at that person. The face in front of him was very familiar. When he saw the face clearly from the darkness, he couldn't help but shrink his eyes: "Ghost? No, no, You are not a ghost messenger, you are Wei Jing."

The person in front of him is exactly the same as the ghost messenger. If he hadn't opened his mouth to speak, he would have thought that the ghost messenger incident had happened again at the first moment.

"You're right, I'm Wei Jing, not a ghost messenger."

Since the person who invaded Yang Jian's Ghost Domain was Wei Jing who was already dead, he said, "Are you waiting for Fang Shiming?"

"How do you know?" Yang Jian looked at him warily.

Wei Jingdao: "Professor Wang asked me to go this way. I guessed that the fight between you and Fang Shiming would continue, but I didn't expect it to end so quickly. You don't have to wait for him. Fang Shiming is already dead."

"Dead? How can you be sure." Yang Jian said.

"The headquarter has already got the news. Although there is no evidence, the source of the news is quite reliable." After Wei Jing finished speaking, he threw out a photo.

The photo disappeared in mid-air, and appeared in Yang Jian's hands the next moment.

Yang Jian took a look.

In the photo is a dark basement. There is a corpse in the basement. The corpse is split in two from the middle, and the blood splatters, staining the surrounding area red. Although the corpse looks horrible, it can be vaguely recognized that it should be It looks like Fang Shiming.

"Where did he die?" Yang Jian asked immediately.

The news from the headquarters is so well-informed, and Fang Shiming's location has been found, and he has also received news of his death. If this is the case, he can try to recover the ghost scissors.

Wei Jing said, "I don't know."

"Is it unclear or don't want to say?" Yang Jian said.

"I don't know, I just don't know."

Wei Jing said: "I'm here to inform you that Professor Wang wants to see you at ten o'clock this morning."

Yang Jiandao: "I'm not interested. I don't need to meet him anymore. In addition, I'm planning to resign from the headquarters. I will leave here after today. If nothing happens, I won't come back again."

"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me, I just came to give a message." Wei Jing's face was still cold and numb, his eyes were empty and lifeless, like a dead person.

This state is very special, and Yang Jian felt the aura of ghosts in him.

What made him even more curious was that this Wei Jing should have died, why is he still alive now?Did something unknown change happen during the period?

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't think too much. Instead, he was thinking about what Wei Jing said just now.

To be honest, he is already tired of this kind of meaningless fight, and he doesn't want to contact some people who make him feel sick. His purpose of coming here is to survive and find a way to balance himself. Unfortunately, he succeeded, but lost.

In his heart, the gain outweighs the loss.

Wei Jing didn't say much at the moment, he turned around and prepared to leave, but before he left, he said again: "Professor Wang has some ideas about the curse of the music box, you can go and listen."

Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but change his expression.

indeed.

The first person to study the music box curse is Wang Xiaoming. He has done many experiments and researched many subjects, such as human skin lanterns, ghost candles, ghost coffins, and extended ghost recovery programs... Many experiments have been very fruitful. Of course, there are many failed products, but no matter what, this Wang Xiaoming knows more information than anyone else.

"Want to go for a walk?"

Yang Jian began to calculate in his mind.

In fact, Wei Jing didn't say anything, he roughly guessed what the purpose of letting him go this time.

It is nothing more than to completely quell the battle with the circle of friends and appease himself, and as compensation, the headquarters will make some concessions accordingly.

"It's about the curse of the music box, so I have to go there."

Yang Jian thought about it for a long time, and he knew in his heart that when he was not losing his temper, he had to endure some things for the time being, but this time he would resign no matter what the headquarters said, and it was impossible to talk as well as before.

And besides that.

Yang Jian turned to look at his faded black arm.

You also need to ask Wang Xiaoming about this matter.

What kind of flaws did the coffin nails he imitated back then have?

"Ten days earlier..."

Yang Jian looked at the time, he didn't stay in Ping'an Building any longer, because Fang Shiming's death information had been confirmed, so it was meaningless to stay here.

He has to deal with some things, and he also needs to recover his body.

Chapter 611 Letting the Pigeons Go

Nine thirty in the morning.

In the conference room of the headquarters, a personal meeting was specially held today because of Yang Jian's matter. There were not many people present, but they were all key figures in the headquarters.

Vice Minister Cao Yanhua, Professor Wang Xiaoming, team leader Shen Liang, ghost master Wei Jing, team leader Li Jun... and operator Liu Xiaoyu.

Liu Xiaoyu was forced to wake up, and she was still in a coma when she was found, and now her head is still dizzy and she doesn't know what happened, she only knows that she seemed to be knocked out by Yang Jian last night.

"Hasn't Yang Jian appeared yet?" Cao Yanhua looked at the time, and another 10 minutes passed.

It stands to reason that he would come early for this kind of meeting, after all, Yang Jian is considered punctual.

"Not yet." Shen Liang has been paying attention to the entry and exit of personnel outside the headquarters.

Cao Yanhua nodded and continued to wait.

Soon it was nine fifty.

Cao Yanhua asked again: "It's still 10 minutes away from the agreed time, hasn't Yang Jian arrived yet?"

"Not yet, there is no report of Yang Jian entering the headquarters." Shen Liang said.

Cao Yanhua did not speak, and continued to wait.

When it was exactly ten o'clock, Yang Jian still hadn't arrived, and he didn't even see anyone near the headquarters.

"Is he late?" Cao Yanhua frowned: "Or did he come here with Ghost Domain?"

"There is no sign of ghost domain coverage, everything is normal." Li Jun said.

When it was ten thirty, Cao Yanhua saw that Yang Jian hadn't appeared yet, so he couldn't help but patted the table; "Yang Jian must have let our pigeons go, and he isn't going to come."

The sound of him slapping the table woke up Wang Xiaoming who was sleeping on his stomach opposite.

Wang Xiaoming raised his head and yawned, then said calmly, "Did Yang Jian not come?"

"Did you guess that he won't come back?" Cao Yanhua asked.

"more or less."

Wang Xiaoming said: "The possibility that he will come to the headquarters for a meeting will not be higher than 40.00%. After all, he has already planned to resign. Strictly speaking, he is no longer the captain, and he has also killed the entire circle of friends, plus the previous processing by the headquarters. There was a little mistake in the decision-making, so Yang Jian became vigilant."

"What is he wary of?" Cao Yanhua frowned.

Wang Xiaoming said: "Be careful that this is a grand banquet. He is afraid that we will kill him. Now Yang Jian knows that his value is not much... He used the music box and suffered a terrible curse. How many days can he live? According to His thinking, his death is more beneficial to the situation than alive. After all, what happened last night was so big, and he even solved Jiang Shangbai's problems with his own hands. What a horrific supernatural event."

"It's paranoia."