Mysterious recovery

Cao Yanhua was a little annoyed: "He asked Liu Xiaoyu to resign, but I didn't approve it. He is still the captain. How could the headquarters kill his own captain? Liu Xiaoyu, hurry up, call Yang Jian and ask him to come to the meeting immediately , Tell him that I, Cao Yanhua, guarantee with my life that I will never do anything to him, if he doesn’t trust me, I can personally pick him up at the gate of the headquarters.”

Liu Xiaoyu was also a little shocked, as if frightened by Wang Xiaoming's speculation.

The headquarters wants to destroy Yang Jian?

But looking at the formation... it seems to be somewhat similar.

Wang Xiaoming said: "It's useless, he won't come to the headquarters, he is afraid of Mr. Qin, and after seeing Wei Jing, he already has a sense of crisis in his heart. I sent Wei Jing to summon him last night to lower his reputation." Let him know that I am not hiding such a special person, but now it seems that it has little effect."

"Also, I did consider the plan of destroying Yang Jian last night."

"What?" Cao Yanhua was startled, and looked at him in disbelief.

Wang Xiaoming's expression remained calm: "It's normal to think. After all, Yang Jian is going to die. After his death, the harm is too great. It is equivalent to an S-level supernatural event. If he is killed in advance, it is equivalent to killing the outbreak of a supernatural event. In a way it's worth it."

"I know he's cursed now, but our meeting this time is to discuss how to help him."

Cao Yanhua became even more disturbed, unexpectedly, Professor Wang really wanted to throw a grand banquet.

"He doesn't trust us, and I haven't solved the music box curse before, so there is no reason to convince him. If I guess correctly, Yang Jian wants to get on the bus these days, or seek some The help of information..." Wang Xiaoming said: "He has an alternative plan, and it is normal not to come to the meeting after careful consideration."

Cao Yanhua was stunned. If he thought about it carefully from Yang Jian's point of view, it actually made some sense.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming stood up: "Let's go, go to the Ping An Hotel, Yang Jian should be waiting for us there now, but he has to hurry up, I guess he is ready to leave the city."

"You guessed this a long time ago, why didn't you say it earlier?" Cao Yanhua said.

"I didn't sleep last night, and I overslept a bit just now, but considering your vice minister's habit of patting the table, I should be woken up around ten o'clock." Wang Xiaoming was sluggish, as if he hadn't slept enough.

Cao Yanhua immediately didn't know what to say, so he acted hastily and rushed to the Ping An Hotel with a few people.

It's late, the headquarters will lose another captain today.

And once Yang Jian left, once the things about Moments were exposed, it would trigger a series of chain reactions.

It is true that Yang Jian did not go to the headquarters for a meeting, but he did not leave here either. He was sitting on the sofa in the room, packing some things.

A box containing a dead man's head.

A pair of embroidered shoes.

A strange hatchet.

A shroud worn by the dead.

In addition, there are two surrogate dolls and a few white ghost candles.

The red ghost candle was gone, so he gave one to Huang Ziya and one to his classmate Miao Xiaoshan, and he didn't have any extra in stock, after all, these things were really difficult to get.

"The curse of the music box is really a headache." Yang Jian put the packed things in the body bag, listening to the melody echoing in his mind, and fell into deep thought.

He didn't go to the headquarters, not because he didn't want to walk, but because he was hesitant.

This kind of hesitation was well thought out, because Yang Jian knew that he had knocked out the circle of friends yesterday, and he killed Jiang Shangbai. things.

Just ask.

A former captain who resigned, coupled with the fact that the ghost is about to recover, killed another captain last night, and a large supernatural event almost happened...

How would such a person deal with it?

According to Yang Jian's idea, he must be killed, it's too dangerous to keep.

It was precisely because of this thought that Yang Jian didn't go to the headquarters.

Maybe as soon as I entered the headquarters, hundreds of knives and axes were ambushed. When Wang Xiaoming threw a cup as a sign, Li Jun led people to rush out. If he shouted again, I have General Wei Jing, and I can fight Yang Jian... ...that is not my life.

Not to mention that the mascot Mr. Qin might still be there.

Even if I have a weird hatchet, I can't fight in and out.

So to be on the safe side, don't go.

"If they really want to talk to me, they should come to the Ping An Hotel in person, and they won't bring many people with them." Yang Jian guessed in his heart.

"Captain, are you going to pack up and leave?" At this time, the door of the room suddenly opened, and a woman's voice sounded.

Yang Jian came back to his senses, he slightly raised his head to look, but saw Huang Ziya leaning against the door, wearing high heels, her white legs were slender and straight, and the unreasonable upper circumference of her slender waist outlined a graceful line. Graceful curves, a white and flawless melon-seeded face with a somewhat frivolous smile.

The only incongruity was her hair, which hung almost to her waist behind her, was dark and thick, revealing a strange aura.

"Well, I should be done with things here, I'm going to take care of some personal matters." Yang Jian said.

Huang Ziya said: "What about the formation of the team? You can't sneak away alone. If we don't have someone to lead the team, there is a great possibility that the group will be wiped out in the next supernatural event. You don't want to see me alone The beauty just died in the hands of those ghosts."

After speaking, she flicked her black hair, showing her amazing charm.

Yang Jian took a look; "You used that ghost's ability again?"

He found that Huang Ziya's figure and appearance had changed again. This change was indescribable. It seemed that some places had lost weight and some places had gained some flesh. In short, her figure and appearance became more perfect.

"Sure enough, he is the captain. He has vision. I spent a whole night studying and finally got the most perfect body and appearance."

Huang Ziya said confidently: "Now I must be the most beautiful woman in Asia, and from now on I will be responsible for the appearance of the team. After all, I want to meet people. Look at Zhang Lei, and Wang Jiang, Feng Quan, the dead With the look of his face, he must not go out."

"Who are you talking about with a dead face?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Zhang Lei walked over with a stiff, dead face.

"Look in the mirror yourself and you'll know I'm right." Huang Ziya turned around and said.

Zhang Lei was taken aback when he saw Huang Ziya at this moment; "Who is this beautiful woman?"

"You don't recognize me?" Huang Ziya smiled.

Zhang Lei looked him up and down, and he felt amazing. The woman in front of him was definitely the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life: "Illusion? Huang Ziya is not like you, she is thin and ugly..."

Huang Ziya interrupted before he finished speaking: "Shut up, this is my original appearance, you must have remembered it wrong before."

"It's unbelievable, it's really unbelievable, it's simply a miracle in the supernatural circle, it feels like you've changed your skin, is your body real?"

Zhang Lei was a little surprised, and couldn't help reaching out to touch it, to see if he could feel the body temperature of a living person.

"Want to take advantage of me?"

Huang Ziya snorted softly, walked directly into the room, sat on the sofa, then looked at Yang Jian and said, "If the captain wants to have a close contact with me, the number one beauty in Asia, I might agree. .”

"Do you think you are beautiful, or the woman in the photo?" Yang Jian took out a photo and put it on the coffee table.

"Ok?"

Huang Ziya moved her eyes and looked at the woman in the photo.

Perfect, flawless, stunning, revealing an intellectual beauty that does not belong to this era.

"Impossible, there are so many beautiful beauties in this world." Huang Ziya immediately said, "The photo must be from P."

Yang Jian said: "It is true that there is no such beautiful woman, but the photo is not fake, because this woman is not human at all... This is the woman in the ghost painting."

"What?" Huang Ziya was startled.

Zhang Lei also came over in surprise: "I have seen the information on ghost paintings. The woman in the painting is not clear at all, and her facial features are very hazy, as if she has not drawn it. There are only two hands...Captain, have you seen it?" Do you look like a ghost?"

"That's right, so I want you to remember the appearance of the ghost painting. Maybe you will meet me after I leave this city, so don't fail to recognize it." Yang Jian said: "If you take a photo, take a photo and save it. Maybe it’s an intelligence document that might be useful to you, give Feng Quan and the others a piece later.”

"If you want to leave, I'll go back to Dachang City with you." Huang Ziya said, "I don't dare to touch a supernatural event of this level."

Zhang Lei said: "My problem has not been resolved, and if it is resolved, I will not stay here."

"I know that you want to solve the problem of Li Gui's recovery, but I can't do anything. What I have in my hands can't help you. I hope there is a way from the headquarters." Yang Jian said.

"I hope so." Zhang Lei said.

Yang Jian immediately thought about it again. If Zhang Lei's fierce ghost recovers, he should be able to extend it with the ghost shroud.

Only he didn't say it.

Because he also needs the ghost shroud. If after solving the curse of the music box, he still faces the problem of revived ghosts, then he can only use the ghost shroud as the fourth ghost he controls.

Of course it was a backup, and he didn't want to wear this dead man's shroud if he could.

"In addition, the matter of forming a team will be put on hold for a few days. If I am still alive in a few days, we can discuss it later." Yang Jian said again immediately.

He did have the idea of ​​forming a team of ghost masters in his heart, and the number was enough, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Zhang Lei, Huang Ziya, Wang Jiang... It would be just right if you included that Xiong Wenwen.

But some things happened during the period, so many things could not be done smoothly.

"Captain, are you going to do something dangerous?" Huang Ziya asked in surprise.

Yang Jiandao: "No, I have a problem with myself. I was cursed by a ghost. I need to solve it. If I can solve it, I can survive. If I can't solve it, I will die in a few days."

"What?" Zhang Lei was shocked: "How could this happen so perfectly?"

Huang Ziya was also stunned, looking at Yang Jian in disbelief.

"It's just like the fight with Moments. Although the news hasn't come out yet, you will know in a few days." Yang Jian said.

Only then did Zhang Lei think of the strange situation that happened last night. He even received the news of Yang Jian's death, but later he learned that Yang Jian was still alive. Come up and see what's going on, to find out what's going on.

Unexpectedly, the ghost domain that appeared last night turned out to be Yang Jian fighting with people from Moments.

"Don't make a fuss, anyway, I won..." Yang Jian paused when he said this, and looked downstairs slightly.

Cao Yanhua and Wang Xiaoming are here.

Chapter 612

Cao Yanhua and his group arrived at the Ping An Hotel.

This time they came with the sincerity of the headquarters, and the appearance of Wang Xiaoming also represented that he gave up the idea of ​​destroying Yang Jian, and chose a more peaceful and friendly way to draw a perfect end to yesterday's incident.

"Just the few of us going up there, if there are more people, Yang Jian will have an idea."

Cao Yanhua said before getting out of the car, and then walked into the Ping An Hotel with Wang Xiaoming, Wei Jing and the operator Liu Xiaoyu.

Before entering the door, Wei Jing, whose face was darkened, numb and cold, reminded bluntly; "He is already in Yang Jian's ghost domain, and now he can kill any of you at any time, and I have no time to stop him."

Cao Yanhua's heart trembled, and he said immediately: "Don't worry, he won't mess around, I'm quite relieved about Yang Jian."

"Minister, where is Professor Wang? He was still here just now, and he disappeared so suddenly." Liu Xiaoyu who was beside him said in a panic.

At this time, Wang Xiaoming, who was next to him, had mysteriously disappeared in front of them without a trace.

Wei Jing said: "It should be taken away by Yang Jian, it seems that he wants to talk to Professor Wang in person."

"..." Cao Yanhua's mouth twitched.

Just now he said that Yang Jian would not mess around, and he started to play tricks as soon as he entered the door.

At this moment, Yang Jian, who was talking to Huang Ziya and Zhang Lei in the room, suddenly stood up: "I have to meet someone, please talk slowly, remember not to touch my things, there are some very dangerous things inside."

He specially reminded them, lest the two of them couldn't help but open their own body bags curiously and take out some things that shouldn't be taken out.

Although Yang Jian knew everyone's every move in Huangquan, it was still necessary to explain in advance to avoid misunderstanding.

After all, trust among ghost masters is hard to build.

Before the two could speak, Yang Jian disappeared into the room.

And this moment.

Wang Xiaoming, who was missing on the first floor, had already appeared on the top floor of the hotel.

There is no place to stay on the top floor of the hotel, the outside is a toughened glass building, and as an ordinary person, Wang Xiaoming is standing on the seemingly fragile glass, the surrounding high-rise wind blows, it seems that his slightly slender body will be destroyed at any time. The thin body rolled out.

But Wang Xiaoming looked calm, not afraid of heights, instead wandered around on the top, stretched his waist and looked at the distant city.

"Aren't you afraid of accidentally falling and falling to your death?"

Yang Jian's voice suddenly appeared, and he saw Wang Xiaoming standing on the edge, overlooking the downstairs, his body was slightly swayed by the strong wind, and he looked like he was about to fall to his death at any moment.

"This kind of thing will not happen in your ghost domain."

Wang Xiaoming turned around casually and said: "If I really fell, then it must not be an accident. You should attend the private meeting held just for you today. It will be good for you."

"I don't know if there is any benefit, but I know there must be disadvantages."

Yang Jiandao: "You have studied the curse of the music box, you should know my situation."

After speaking, he stretched out his palm, on which was an old wooden box.

The box was opened, and it was pitch black inside, and a strange ringtone that no one else could hear seemed to be coming from inside.

"I did study the music box curse for a while, but soon I gave up." Wang Xiaoming said.

"Did it fail?" Yang Jian asked.

Wang Xiaoming said: "No, I personally think it's a bit foolish to pin our hopes on a supernatural thing. After all, no matter how powerful a supernatural thing is, it can only guarantee one person's immortality and has no effect on the deteriorating situation. The research was abandoned after the results were not seen within a certain period of time.”