Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he felt a little scared at the moment.

You must know that he held this human skin paper in his hands more than once, and even stuffed it in his pocket at the earliest time, so he almost put it beside the bed to sleep.

But if the human skin paper can rely on ghosts to move, it means that it has this ability after it came out of Huanggang Village. It doesn't have to be active only now, but the human skin paper chose this moment.

Yang Jian was silent at the moment, and a coolness rushed from the soles of his feet to his whole body.

He rarely felt this way, but it was especially strong today.

"At the beginning Wei Jing's strange resurrection, Guo Fan was a trap of the spirit position ghost, and then I was invaded by the spirit position ghost, and then Wei Jing's loss of control... These things seem to be accidents, but in fact, if they are connected together, they are a huge one. Bureau, there is a human skin behind everything."

"It's definitely not accidental that the human skin was active for the first time this time. It must have known everything that was happening in the laboratory. It knew that Wei Jing and I would lose control, so it didn't appear in this building, but When it was preparing to do something, it encountered a ghost boy."

"The ghost boy is not in its plan, it is a ghost who accidentally participated, or the ghost boy is neither a ghost nor a human being. This kind of special existence is unpredictable, so it was almost eaten by the ghost boy."

Yang Jian thought about it.

"Wang Xiaoming said before that during the experiment, when the abnormality happened, the spiritual seat where my consciousness was located was oozing out, and the portrait that belonged to me was covered with blood. This phenomenon reminded me of the ghost cabinet back then. Excessive blood... Is the trading rule working? The blood is resisting the invasion of unknown spirits on the spiritual seat."

"I don't know if the human skin paper already knows this, but judging from the situation at that time, it doesn't matter whether I know it or not. Even if I am conscious but have no ability to act, I can just watch everything happen."

Yang Jian thought about a lot of things, and he slowly unraveled the whole thing, and a more terrifying truth gradually emerged.

The key point is the ghost boy.

If Gui Tong hadn't been left in this building by him and ordered to block the building, Yang Jian felt that the human skin paper must have succeeded this time.

As for its purpose, Yang Jian didn't know yet, he only knew that something terrible would happen, and his chance of being alive was quite slim.

"This thing is more dangerous than imagined. It is hiding and dormant. It is very scary. Its plan is not as simple as a trap, but all plans are suspected to have left some loopholes, even for a while. You succeed, and sooner or later those loopholes will be exploited."

"And by then it was too late."

Yang Jian looked at the human skin paper on the ground again, feeling the urge to chop it off completely with a hatchet.

But it would be a waste to use a hatchet just for this thing. Although the plan on the human skin paper is dangerous, it is indeed effective. In addition, the plan on the human skin paper is only chosen when there is no way out.

If he didn't choose the human skin paper solution this time, Yang Jian would definitely die from the curse of the music box this time.

Take a great risk to use the above solution, or choose a deadly path.

I believe everyone knows how to choose.

At this time, Yang Jian remembered the last sentence on the human skin paper before the curse was resolved: "Trust Wang Xiaoming."

This sentence is combined with what is happening now to savor carefully, that is horror.

Because these words are correct, Yang Jian should really trust Wang Xiaoming this time. If he had taken some countermeasures to prevent Wang Xiaoming before, then this countermeasure would directly kill him, and he would be completely unable to turn over.

This is a psychological game, and it is also a trap outside the plan.

This trap did not target anyone, it simply targeted Yang Jian alone.

"It's still the same as before. As long as I am still facing danger in the future, I will gamble with the plan on the human skin. Although I win every time now, as long as I lose once, I will be completely finished."

Yang Jian pondered for a long time at this moment.

He was a little tangled in his heart, should he try to destroy this thing thoroughly, or take a huge risk and continue to stay?

After a while, he sighed.

In the end, it was decided to keep the human skin paper.

Although I knew it was wrong, the hope of survival overcame my fear of ghosts.

Although Yang Jian has to bet with the human skin paper every time to survive, at least he has a chance to gamble. If the human skin paper is really destroyed, then there will be no chance to gamble in the future, and death may be faster After all, he walked all the way, but watched many ghost masters die in front of him.

How can you survive in this cruel world without resorting to extreme measures?

Yang Jian packed the human skin paper again, and he looked at Guitong.

This second-stage starved ghost is so dangerous, it's not because he keeps it by his side.

Although there is no problem right now, it may be the most dangerous thing around him in the future. Yang Jian felt that if he would die in the future, he would either die in the trap of human skin paper, or die in the hands of this ghost boy, or die in the spirit. The event should be unlikely.

Because when the real danger comes, he will definitely go to the human skin paper or the ghost boy for help.

The ghost boy didn't notice Yang Jian's strange gaze, and there was no new order at the moment, it resumed its free movement, and continued to wander around with the rotten dead head in its arms.

"It's time to get out of here."

Yang Jian put away the human skin paper again, he decided to find a special little bag, a small box or something, stuff it in, and hang it around the ghost boy's neck, so that the human skin paper would want to move again When you get up, you have to look at the ghost boy's face, maybe if something abnormal happens, the ghost boy will eat it.

The idea of ​​using ghosts to restrain ghosts is feasible.

Even if it is out of control, at most one party will lose control, and it is unlikely that the two parties will have problems together one day.

When Yang Jian just walked out of the building, he couldn't help but stop.

He forgot one thing.

The ghost rope in Wei Jing's hand.

"That thing was left in that room when Wei Jing was imprisoned. I was in a hurry to leave and forgot to take it away." Yang Jian frowned and was about to go back to get it.

But immediately hesitated.

It wasn't that he didn't want to take this trip, but that he suddenly realized that he didn't have enough places to suppress.

Ghost Shadow Crash has controlled Ghost Hand and Ghost Eye, and then Ghost Hand has the ability of ghost difference to further suppress Ghost Eye who is about to recover. The three have reached a good balance. If there is another ghost rope Your own balance will be broken.

This is the consequence of using the hatchet twice before.

"Forget it, the ghost rope doesn't mean much to me, and Wei Jing really wanted to help me when I lost control, otherwise I wouldn't be invaded by ghosts. It's fine if he died and took it away. Wang Xiaoming Saying that he still has the possibility of surviving, if one day he really comes back alive and finds that things have been snatched by me, it is indeed a bit unreasonable."

Yang Jian didn't go back to get the ghost rope.

For Wei Jing who had helped him somewhat, he didn't want to do this kind of thing.

What's more, there is a pair of ghost scissors outside, and I don't know if it fell into Cao Yang's hands now.

That thing is much more powerful than the rope, so I should be thinking about that thing.

Chapter 659 Unfamiliar Emotions

Yang Jian took the ghost boy back to the suburban villa. He thought he should take a good rest. Although the curse of the music box didn't last long, it tormented him for several days. The feeling of listening to the note of death every day is not good. .

It was more of a mental exhaustion than a physical exhaustion.

Ordinary people may have an emotional breakdown and go mad.

"It seems that Liu Xiaoyu has already left." After Yang Jian opened the door and entered, he found that the villa was empty.

There was still a pile of golden bars on the coffee table in the lobby. This was He Tianxiong's compensation for him back then, but they had been left here without cleaning up, and it felt like a brazen show of wealth.

"I remember that the basement of this house is a small studio." Yang Jian thought of something, and he took a few gold bars and went to the basement.

There are various smelting tools stored in the basement, and there are many molds. It was the place where He Tianxiong used to make some tools himself. Through smelting gold and ready-made molds, anyone can make some special tools. These utensils are used to imprison ghosts.

After all, the people in the circle of friends are different from the headquarters, they don’t have the logistics of the headquarters, so they have to figure out more things by themselves, unlike Yang Jian before, just make a phone call, and the headquarters will immediately send the box where the ghost is held.

Yang Jian fiddled with it by himself.

When I came out, I had a hollow golden ball in my hand, which looked a bit like a golden bell.

It is not a simple object to contain human skin paper, so Yang Jian made a stronger gold chain and hung it around the ghost boy's neck.

"Not bad, quite suitable."

Yang Jian glanced at it and adjusted the size of the chain so that the thing would not fall off easily.

After looking it over, it looks quite matching. If it is engraved with words such as longevity, prosperity and wealth, it will be more appropriate.

This time, instead of putting the parchment paper in the box, he welded it directly without leaving any gaps, and let the ghost boy who doesn't eat, drink or sleep watch it all day long, and he doesn't believe that this thing can still work. run out.

After finishing these things, Yang Jian locked Guitong in a room, ordered him not to come out, and then went to sleep by himself.

Although staying with the ghost boy is very worrying, but Wang Shanshan's successful experience tells Yang Jian that the current ghost boy is still controllable and will not attack the living for no reason.

This sleep was very peaceful.

But when he woke up, he was not very comfortable.

Before eight o'clock in the morning, Yang Jian's cell phone beside the bed rang.

Very few people know about his personal mobile phone, and in most cases it is impossible for anyone to call him, so when the phone rings, there is probably something important.

"Who?"

Yang Jian immediately opened his eyes and connected the phone.

"Captain Yang, yes, it's me. I'm Chen Shumei, Xiong Wenwen's mother. We met last time." A woman's voice came through the phone.

Yang Jian immediately remembered, and he said, "Aunt Chen, what's the matter?"

"I have something I want to see you, are you free now?" Chen Shumei's voice was tense, appearing very reserved.

"Is it about Xiong Wenwen?" Yang Jian asked.

"Yes." Chen Shumei replied in a low voice.

Yang Jian thought about it, although Xiong Wenwen's mother rejected his request last time, but these days passed, maybe she changed her mind again.

"Okay, Aunt Chen, tell me the address, and I'll go there right away."

"I'm at home now, you should know the address." Chen Shumei said.

Yang Jian said, "Okay, see you later."

He felt that Xiong Wenwen should fight for it as much as possible. The predictive ability of this bear boy is too important. If he is there at critical times, many crises can be avoided, and if he is used well, it can save lives.

"Before leaving this city and returning to Dachang City, we should finish the team formation. Inviting some powerful ghost masters will help me in the future."

The circle of friends made Yang Jian change his mind.

Although most of the ghost masters are short-lived, the survival rate can be improved when they gather together.

Yang Jian soon returned to the urban area.

It's just that after entering the urban area, he had a very bad feeling. His eyelids seemed to be twitching all the time, which made people very disturbed. The twitching eyelids were not his own eyes, but the flesh near the ghost's eyes.

This is a warning.

"Today, something is wrong with the city."

Yang Jian was sitting in the taxi, he looked out the window.

The sky was dark and oppressive, covered with dark clouds. Although it was still broad daylight, it was not bright outside. There was light rain falling constantly, and the air was very humid, giving it a gloomy and cold feeling.

"But I can't tell what's wrong." Yang Jian paid attention to the surrounding situation.

Very normal.

As usual, the city was bustling with noise, commuting to work, traffic jams, nothing unusual happened.

"Am I overthinking?"

Yang Jian shook his head slightly: "Don't think about it. What happened here has nothing to do with me. I will return to Dachang City after I have dealt with some things. I have already resigned from the headquarters, and the curse of the music box has been resolved. If something really happened, it can’t involve me.”

with this in mind.

He took a car to the gate of the community where Xiong Wenwen lived.

Yang Jian didn't bring the ghost boy out, and there is still a great danger in walking around with that thing. Of course, the danger is not for himself, but for the pedestrians around him.

However, it is also convenient to recruit the ghost boy. As long as the ghost domain covers the villa, the ghost boy will appear by his side in an instant.

Came to the door of Xiong Wenwen's house.

Before knocking on the door, I saw that the door opened immediately.

"Captain Yang, you are here, come in quickly."

A mature and beautiful woman in her thirties opened the door. She had a smile on her face, but there was only sadness in her brows, and no sign of joy could be seen.

"Hello, Auntie." Yang Jian nodded and greeted politely.

When he entered the house, he looked at the empty living room and asked, "Where is Xiong Wenwen? Are you still sleeping?"

Chen Shumei closed the door. When she heard Yang Jian's words, the smile on her face disappeared immediately: "Xiong Wenwen hasn't come back yet... Captain Yang, sit down first, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

Yang Jian didn't know that Xiong Wenwen had already participated in the ghost painting task, he just thought that the brat didn't know where to go to play.

"You're welcome. I just heard from my aunt on the phone that she has something to ask for me. I don't know what it is?"

Chen Shumei took a cup of hot tea and handed it to Yang Jian, then sat down slowly, with a guilty expression on her face, she said, "I should apologize to Team Yang for what happened last time, because I was excited and my attitude seemed It's a bit nasty, I hope Team Yang doesn't take it to heart."