Mysterious recovery

As for who brought this habit, it is unknown.

No sandalwood was lit in the bedroom. This sandalwood should have been lit before, but it has been smoked for a long time, so there is still a residual sandalwood smell in the room, but this smell is no longer enough to cover another smell .

Corpse odor.

Yang Jian's nose moved, and his expression froze immediately.

The smell of this corpse is not strong, as if someone died here for a few days.

But this is unreasonable.

Because the place was covered by thick smoke a few days ago, no living person had entered here, and Li Leping's body was also found outside the community, and it had been blackened and turned into a mummy.

The bedroom is dimly lit.

It's not that there is no light, but that the light is blocked by some decorative red cloth strips.

And under the hanging red cloth, there is an old red lacquered wooden bed.

The wooden bed is not the modern one, but a three-sided canopy bed with a top.

Generally speaking, this kind of bed is only found in museums and some collectors. Of course, it is not ruled out that some antique lovers will order such a bed in their own homes.

But no matter what, this thing is extremely rare for ordinary people.

Because this kind of bed is just placed here, the dark tone gives people a weird feeling, which makes people feel very depressed.

But there was only one person lying on such an old bed.

Being in front of the bed curtain, I can't see clearly.

But there was no doubt that someone was lying there, no, not a person, but a corpse.

Yang Jian could already smell the stench coming from the corpse.

Chapter 819 The Shadow of Completion

"Is it a dead man lying there? Who could it be?"

Yang Jian stared at the human figure lying on the bed. He tried to peek with ghost eyes, but found that the bed in front of him didn't exist at all.

Unbelievable.

Totally incomprehensible.

The bed and the corpse on the bed were not in the sight of the ghost eyes, and there was nothing in front of the eyes, nothing existed.

Yang Jian became silent.

The situation here is more complicated than he imagined.

There is actually a supernatural power that can block the sight of ghost eyes.

This shows that the sight of the ghost eye has been greatly affected.

Although the ghost eyes would be closed when he peeked at the ghost paintings with ghost eyes, it was because of being suppressed, and he could still see the ghost paintings clearly, but this was completely impossible.

And no matter which phenomenon, it can only prove one thing.

The horror level of things in the bed is very high.

In other words, there was a problem with the bed itself.

This red lacquer furniture again.

It is exactly the same as the ghost cabinet and music box.

"Do you want to go and have a look?" Yang Jian hesitated at this moment.

He was curious.

Because it's an opportunity to get closer to the truth, but also unsettling.

And the uneasiness in my heart has rapidly expanded over time, and it has even affected my emotions a little.

This is incredible.

Yang Jian is now under the curse of the music box, his emotions have long been suppressed to the point of disappearing, and he is in an absolutely rational situation.

Perhaps this anxiety does not come from myself.

Instead, it came from the ghost in the body.

Ghost eyes, ghost shadows?Or that black ghost hand?

Could it be that the dead body on the bed would disturb even ghosts?

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and his footsteps hesitated. He didn't lift the bed curtain and approach the weird wooden bed, but was thinking, judging, and continuing to observe the situation.

"It's definitely a ghost, but I don't know why it fell into a deep sleep, just like the ghost in the ghost coffin, just waiting for an accident to happen, the moment the balance is broken, the ghost will leave the bed and become An extremely terrifying existence.”

He made a judgment based on instinct and experience.

The corpse that exudes a faint smell of corpse is definitely not a living person, but a real ghost.

As for what level of existence it is, I don't know.

Yang Jian didn't want to disturb that thing, and didn't dare to mess around so as not to trigger the law of killing, and then be chased and killed by ghosts, but cautiously approached and planned to observe it before leaving.

At least make sure that the body on the bed is that Liu Qingqing from time to time.

There is no ghost eye to provide sight, and it is difficult to find any useful clues just by observing with the naked eye.

He looked through the bed curtain, and judging from the body shape and hairstyle of the corpse on the bed, it should not be Liu Qingqing. After all, Liu Qingqing is a tall, sexy beauty, while the corpse on the bed looked like a skinny, old man. elder.

"The corpse has something in its hand."

suddenly.

After getting close, Yang Jian saw that the corpse had folded its hands outside the red quilt, and there was a letter on it.

It's a yellow letter.

It was a letter delivered to room 301 by the ghost post office.

"The letter got into the hands of this thing like that?" He wondered in his heart.

Before he left the letter and was chased by ghosts and escaped here, it stands to reason that no one in this room would touch the letter.

Think about it now.

Indeed some details were overlooked.

When he came in just now, the letter on the ground and the box containing the letter were gone together.

"Did Liu Qingqing do it? Or did the corpse on the bed wake up during the time I was away, and came to the living room to take away the letter from the ghost post office." Yang Jian's eyes fluctuated.

His guess can be confirmed.

Cover the ground with ghostly shadows, hatchet in hand, trigger medium.

As long as the media trigger is successful, it can prove that the corpse on the bed was indeed alive just now.

If there is no way to trigger the medium, then it is not this corpse that moved the letter, but the somewhat mysterious Liu Qingqing.

"Try it, this is the safest way to investigate. If you don't do something while the curse of the music box is still there, it will be too wasteful. I may not be able to succeed in resisting the curse of the music box later. After finishing some things in the sky, wouldn't I take risks in vain."

Yang Jian made up his mind very quickly.

immediately.

He held the hatchet in his hand again, and then a strange dark shadow under his feet gradually spread to the surrounding area.

A shadow covered the ground, triggering all possible media, just like just now.

However, what happened next was presented to Yang Jian in the worst possible way.

He didn't trigger Liu Qingqing's leftover medium.

Then it means that Liu Qingqing did not enter this room during that period of time, nor did she stand in front of the bed in this room.

But another medium triggers.

A thin, strange old man exuding a strong corpse smell, as if he had been dead for ten days, suddenly appeared in front of him.

The corpse spots all over his body had turned into rotten blackboards, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken, but they were not closed, revealing a pair of dead gray and numb eyes.

The most chilling thing is.

The corpse in the medium actually walked from the direction of the wooden bed step by step.

Yang Jian's guess was correct.

It was either Liu Qingqing who moved the letter, or the ghost in this room.

Ghosts do not fall into eternal sleep, but have occasional moments of awakening.

"The appearance of this corpse is very familiar. It is... the owner of room 301, that old lady." Yang Jian's heart suddenly became cold.

she died?

The old man who suspected to have appeared on the ghost bus half a year ago died.

And the time of death is not long, it should be half a month, or about a month.

He also guessed in his heart that this old woman is likely to be the same as the knocker ghost, a ghost driver left over from the period of the Republic of China, involved in many supernatural events, and even knows the existence of the ghost post office.

But everything seemed to be meaningless.

In any case, the person is dead.

And now people are very likely to be in the stage of recovery of ghosts.

Once Li Gui's recovery is complete.

This will be a supernatural event at least at the level of a door knocker.

However, Yang Jian didn't wait for him to think about it.

suddenly.

He found that the dead old man in the medium stopped suddenly, turned his stiff neck, and looked at him abruptly.

And, the medium is starting to become clearer.

There is a kind of illusory scene becoming real.

Yang Jian could smell the stench of corpses getting stronger, at the same time, the surrounding air suddenly became cold, and the yellowish dim lights in the room began to flicker strangely.

perceived these changes.

A terrible conjecture formed in Yang Jian's mind.

"The ghosts in the medium should not invade the real world."

No.

This is not conjecture.

But all the signs are proving this.

The long-dead old man in the medium is beginning to affect the surrounding environment, beginning to erode everything nearby.

Even the real old man's body was lying on a nearby bed.

This phenomenon was incomprehensible, but it made Yang Jian feel extremely terrified.

Just triggering the medium brings the ghost into reality. It's hard to imagine how desperate it would be when facing this ghost.

"Disrupt the medium."

Yang Jian hurriedly withdrew the ghost image, and immediately interrupted the medium of the hatchet, making the scene in front of him disappear.

But the next moment.

A terrifying scene happened.

The old man who had died for a long time in the medium still stood there upright, and did not disappear because Yang Jian interrupted the medium.

"What are you kidding?"

Yang Jian was so frightened that he quickly took several steps back.

The ghost in the medium did not disappear, but remained the same, successfully invading reality.

No.