Mysterious recovery

He really wanted to take the hatchet in his hand and subconsciously chop it down, and directly deal with this weird old lady who was staring back at him.

but.

Yang Jian resisted this urge abruptly.

This knife must not be cut.

It's not because she's afraid of the side effects of the hatchet curse, but if the old lady can find herself through the medium, then she can definitely hurt herself through the medium.

If this knife can't be done, he will probably die in room 301.

After all, this is the territory of the old lady, and the room is full of all kinds of weird things. Once a chain reaction is triggered, the ghost town will probably evolve into a ghost city.

Or maybe it's just a warning.

Perhaps it was Yang Jian's refraining from moving around had an effect.

The old lady in the medium turned her head away again, and stood up.

The old lady took a few steps to the side.

Yang Jian didn't dare to let the media interrupt, and immediately the ghost image continued to cover the past, ensuring that the previous scene would emerge.

Subsequently.

He saw a red cheongsam where the old lady passed by.

That cheongsam is worn on a puppet without a human face.

And the style of the red cheongsam was the one on Liu Qingqing.

"So it is."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "Liu Qingqing is a ghost master. She controlled the ghost cheongsam. When she came here today, she was eroded by the ghost cheongsam, and she had some more memories that didn't belong to her. That's why she didn't understand the situation here. more familiar and understanding.”

"But now, Liu Qingqing and the faceless puppet are gone..."

Don't wait for him to think.

The scene in the medium has changed again.

The old lady suddenly picked up a pen and began to draw on the faceless puppet.

A beautiful face gradually took shape.

Yang Jian was a little surprised by the look of that face.

The face looked like the one in a photograph he had gotten before.

The person the ghost cabinet is looking for.

It is suspected to be the woman in the ghost painting.

After the face is drawn.

The motionless puppet wearing a cheongsam suddenly turned its head and started to move.

Stiff and cold.

Like a puppet possessed by a ghost.

Chapter 818 The Body on the Bed

By triggering the medium left over in Room 301, Yang Jian saw many terrible and incredible things.

He discovered the identity of the original owner of Room 301, found the sketch portrait of Mr. Qin when he was young, and even saw a beautiful and strange face drawn on the faceless puppet. That face did not belong to a living person. Yes, but exactly the same as the woman in the ghost painting.

The post office, the supernatural bus, Mr. Qin, the ghost painting... and the owner of room 301 all seem to be implicated with each other.

Yang Jian's expression fluctuated.

But soon, he felt unbelievable at first, but soon suddenly realized.

Old Qin used to be a driver of a ghost bus, so it's not surprising that he came into contact with these things during the time he was driving a ghost bus.

Whether it's the ghost code-named Ghost Bride, or the old lady who is suspected to be the owner of Room 301, they all appeared on the supernatural bus.

So these supernatural events have always been related to Mr. Qin, not Yang Jian's conjectures out of thin air, but real evidence, but this evidence has been covered up.

After all, the supernatural bus has lost its driver, and Mr. Qin is living in the headquarters for the elderly.

No one would have thought that the dying centenarian would have such a soul-stirring supernatural experience.

"The media about the faceless puppet disappeared."

suddenly.

Yang Jian found that after the weird old woman drew the face on the faceless puppet, the faceless puppet began to move, as if a sleeping ghost woke up, and it seemed that the painted face carried some kind of supernatural power. Power drove the puppet to act, so in the end he only saw the puppet disappear from sight.

Not really disappearing.

But the medium was interrupted, and he couldn't see the puppet's medium.

"That puppet has no legs."

Yang Jian carefully recalled the scene he saw when he entered the room.

The faceless puppet was not wearing any clothes at the time, nor did it have legs. It was only supported by a wooden stick, just like the plastic models in the clothing store.

No legs, but can walk.

It violated common sense, but Yang Jian didn't find it strange.

The supernatural thing is suspected to be an unknown ghost, and any kind of action may appear.

It's just that without legs, Yang Jian couldn't trigger the medium.

Although handprints are fine, but this faceless puppet seems to have no arms...

The law of killing with a hatchet was perfectly avoided by this weird puppet. I don't know if it was a coincidence, or if it was a precaution, so this special puppet appeared.

"It seems that the hatchet is not a panacea. If the curse is not triggered, there is no way to dismember the puppet easily."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

He chose to retract the headless ghost covering the room.

But the headless ghost is not complete, there are still many gaps on the black shadow, as if it was seen by a knife.

Because the curse of the hatchet is still there, the headless ghost is still recovering itself.

With the interruption of the medium.

All the strange scenes in front of Yang Jian immediately dissipated.

The old woman who made him feel creepy also quickly disappeared from his eyes, which relieved the pressure in his heart.

He always felt that the old woman could hurt him through the medium, or even kill him, but for some reason, the old woman didn't do that, maybe Yang Jian didn't trigger the law of killing.

"I shouldn't stay here anymore, just find that Liu Qingqing, and the ghost who escaped from Room 301."

Yang Jian looked at everything in the room.

Liu Qingqing could not be found by the triggering media, which meant that Liu Qingqing had never entered this room. The shadow at the window just now might not be Liu Qingqing, but the faceless puppet.

But just when he was about to leave.

suddenly.

I don't know when a piece of white sketch paper on the drawing board fell down.

What was drawn on the sketch paper was a distorted and weird face, like a ghost.

But after the paper fell off, a new sketch appeared in front of Yang Jian.

That sketch was like...himself.

correct.

The appearance of the man in the sketch is almost exactly the same as him, but the color is oppressive and gloomy, as if covered with a lingering shadow of prey, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"My sketch portrait?"

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes at first, but soon after careful observation, he found something was wrong.

Because some details are wrong.

This is not his portrait.

This is a portrait of his father.

During the Chinese New Year, Yang Jian experienced ghost dreams in his hometown. He saw his father in the dream and knew what his father looked like, because the appearance of his father in the dream had been maintained more than ten years ago.

This sketch looks like what my father looked like at that time.

"Mr. Qin's sketch appeared when I triggered the media, and now my father's sketch appeared. Sure enough, the matter here involves the supernatural bus, and the bus is the existence that connects everything together."

"People from the Republic of China period, ghost masters more than ten years ago, and now..."

"It's a car that spans three eras."

"That supernatural bus may have an end, but I was in a hurry to get off at the time, so I couldn't stick to it."

"The end point may be the place where all the ghosts get off."

Such a thought popped up in Yang Jian's mind again.

Of course, you can also ask Mr. Qin about this secret and get confirmation from him.

It's just that the difficulty is estimated to be great.

Mr. Qin knew a lot of things, but he didn't say anything.

And if a person of this level really wants to keep his mouth shut, there is nothing he can do.

"Go to the left room and have a look."

Not only did Yang Jian want to find Liu Qingqing and the ghost who left here, but he also wanted to thoroughly confirm the secret of Room 301.

He glanced at the sketch of his father.

In the end, he still didn't take the sketch away.

His father was already dead, so there was no need for him to keep a weird sketch by his side.

Yang Jian immediately turned and left the room.

Nothing to gain, just confirmed some things.

But just when he turned to leave.

On the drawing board, the eyes of the dim and depressing sketched figure turned strangely, looking in the direction Yang Jian left.

Yang Jian seemed to feel something.

He stopped abruptly and looked back.

As a result, nothing was found.

The sketch on the drawing board is still the same as before, there is no trace of activity at all, it seems that what happened before is just an illusion.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he looked away, and then quickly closed the door.

next moment.

He came to the opposite room.

No fear.

Just push the door and walk in.

This room is obviously the bedroom of Room 301, as soon as I entered, I smelled a fragrance.

The scent is a little familiar.

It's... sandalwood.

Sandalwood will be ordered in many homes with conditions.

This thing calms the nerves, and it has a strong fragrance after being ignited.

But for Yang Jian, this thing has another function.

That is to cover up the smell of corpses.

Some people in the headquarters like to light sandalwood to cover up the smell of corpses, so as to avoid the smell in the conference room.