Mysterious recovery

The headless ghost became a complete ghost at this moment.

The ghost puzzle was completed by Yang Jian on his own initiative.

The horror level of the ghost image began to rise in an astonishing way.

With Yang Jian as the center, the nearby ground is gradually covered by a layer of shadow, and the area of ​​this shadow is constantly expanding, expanding...

Simultaneously.

The ghost who had been dismembered because of using the hatchet just now recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Can it stop the ghost's consciousness from invading?"

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, waiting for the next step to appear.

If he wants to have the ability to confront fierce ghosts head-on, relying on the original three ghosts is not enough, even if the curse of the music box is turned on, he is still close.

The only way is to control the fourth ghost.

And the best choice for the fourth ghost is to complete the headless ghost and turn it into a complete ghost.

Only in this way can Yang Jian bear the price of using the hatchet.

Only in this way can he use the complete ghost image and the curse of the music box to further suppress the ghost eye and let the ghost eye open to the seventh floor.

otherwise.

He would never dare to go to room 301 to pick up the letter.

But although everything was planned, there was one thing Yang Jian was not sure about.

That is, complete ghost images can invade the consciousness of living people, and the curse of the music box is to protect the consciousness of living people.

The two are hedged.

If the curse of the music box is suppressed, Yang Jian will die the moment he obtains the complete ghost image, and he will be reduced to the body of the ghost image, becoming an unsolvable terrifying ghost.

on the contrary.

If Yang Jian's consciousness is still there.

Then his strength at this moment will advance by leaps and bounds, surpassing before.

It's a gamble.

And this is just the beginning, if the first bet is not won, Yang Jian will not have to think about dealing with the curse in the future.

But just as Yang Jian was preparing.

The lights in the residential building began to go out layer by layer.

The fifth floor, the first floor, the fourth floor, the second floor... Finally, only the lights on the third floor remained.

But the lights on the third floor did not last long.

soon.

The lights on the third floor also flickered a few times and went out.

Yellowed, dimmed as soon as the lights went out.

Immediately, gusts of cold wind blew from the surrounding buildings, and a scent of sandalwood wafted out along with the stench of corpses.

out of control.

Room 301 was starting to get out of control.

Yang Jian's face remained normal, he didn't retreat, he just stood there watching the changes in the residential building, and at the same time said: "Li Yang, call Tong Qian and ask him to take Xiong Wenwen away, there is no need to stay here, The situation here is more complicated than imagined, let them leave first."

"Okay." Li Yang dialed the phone immediately without asking why.

This is Yang Jian's ghost domain, not a place covered by ghost smoke, so there is no problem with normal communication.

"What about us?"

Soon Li Yang put down the phone and asked.

"It depends on the situation. If you can snatch the letter back, I will grab it. If you can't snatch it back, I will take you away." Yang Jian said: "You go to the building over there and wait. Just leave it to me here."

After speaking, he pointed to the building opposite.

Whether it was the seventh building or not, Yang Jian didn't know, but if it didn't count as a successful delivery, then he probably sent the wrong letter.

The letter was sent to a ghost in a daze.

Now I have to find a way to get it back.

"here we go."

Yang Jian lowered his head slightly at this moment.

He felt that the ghost under his feet was invading his body in reverse.

Ghosts are recovering.

No, it's not recovery, but it's out of control, controlled by another cold consciousness, out of Yang Jian's control.

That's the ghost's head running all this.

Now, Yang Jian's body has a huge temptation for Guiying, so Guiying is trying to control him.

In a normal state, he would be invaded by ghosts without any resistance.

But now there is a music box, it is not known who will win.

Chapter 8 The Erosion of Consciousness

Yang Jian stood motionless on the road of Mingyue Community.

Everything around him was covered by a layer of red light, the whole world fell into a deathly tranquility, the reality was affected, and he fell into a deeper ghost realm.

The only thing that wasn't affected was a nearby building whose lights were gradually going out.

Besides.

A dark shadow under Yang Jian's feet is constantly spreading towards the surroundings. The shadow is a twisted and weird shadow, which is eroding everything around him. Even the ghost field of ghost eyes can't block this influence.

He's not doing anything right now.

Because the complete ghost image is invading his body at this moment.

It is impossible to stop this kind of process, and it is impossible for Yang Jian to give Guiying a knife and peel it off from his body.

He was ready and waiting for the final result.

live.

or die.

The ethereal music box in my mind is still vaguely echoing in my mind.

But Yang Jian's body is gradually losing consciousness...

It seemed to be frozen by the cold breath, and it seemed that the control of the body was being taken away by something.

"coming."

Yang Jian took a slight breath, even if he was in a state of no emotion, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

This is another gamble.

It was the same as the last time he hanged himself in Dachang City.

Even more dangerous.

Because there are too many supernatural powers in Yang Jian's body, it will be fatal for either party to lose control. This is more dangerous than walking a tightrope, and the whole process is irreversible, so it must be done.

suddenly.

Yang Jian's slightly red eyes suddenly darkened, his pupils were eroded by a layer of deep darkness, and a cold and terrifying consciousness penetrated into his mind.

At this moment, he felt that his consciousness was about to be swallowed by something.

It's like falling into the depths of darkness, unable to break free, unable to resist.

really.

The consciousness of a living person is too fragile for Li Gui. Just touching Yang Jian makes him feel like he is about to fall asleep and disappear from this world completely.

But this result he can predict.

Yang Jian doesn't think that he is special and can resist the invasion of ghost consciousness. He relies on another kind of supernatural power.

The Curse of the Music Box.

Eerie, crisp, ethereal chimes reverberate.

Yang Jian's consciousness was muddled, as if he was under anesthesia, he wanted to fall asleep completely, but the ringing of the ring could always bring him back from the verge of drowsiness, and he maintained a trace of sobriety.

The first wave of confrontation seemed to hold up.

As planned, the curse of the music box protected Yang Jian's consciousness from being corrupted by ghosts.

But that's just the beginning.

The collision of ghosts and ghosts is extremely dangerous, and his consciousness is very fragile. Once there is any accident, no matter what the result is, he may disappear and die in this confrontation.

Or, the consciousness is affected, and finally distorted into another strange personality.

At that time, it didn't matter whether Yang Jian was alive or not, his consciousness was changed, it was the same as being dead.

But even if he understood this, he still did it.

The previous situation was too dangerous. With the appearance of three ghosts, they were forced to walk without a way, and they couldn't do without opening the music box.

And once the music box was opened, Yang Jian had to rely on the power of a complete ghost to resist the curse.

Therefore, it is not that Yang Jian can stop if he wants to. There is no turning back in the road of dealing with Li Gui. Looking for the hope of living, if you are unlucky, you will already be a rotting corpse at this time.

Along the way, Yang Jian has seen too many ghost masters die halfway.

"not good."

suddenly.

Yang Jian's body trembled, and he felt a severe tingling pain in his head. This severe pain was rapidly intensifying, as if something was drilling into his consciousness.

At the same time, many memories that did not belong to him kept popping up in his mind...

These memories are not his, nor Li Gui's, but the memories of many ordinary people in Dachuan City who were invaded by Li Gui.

Among these people, there are men, women, old people and children, and there are all kinds of mess in memory, some good and some bad.

His consciousness will be mixed with these memories and become a part of them.

This is not an invasion, but a fusion.

"what!"

Yang Jian, who was never afraid of pain, hugged his hair and let out a scream.

This is a cry from the soul, a pain that no one can bear. Although his body is still intact, his whole body seems to be torn apart.

All kinds of pain emerged one after another.

This pain, this confusion and fusion of memories seemed to blur the music of the music box.

the first time.

This was the first time that Yang Jian fell directly to the ground in pain.

The ghost shadow manipulated the body, and because of the pain, the ghost shadow swayed, so that his body was completely distorted and deformed, in various incredible postures.

This is impossible for a living person to do, as long as it is twisted, the spine and bones of the body will be broken, and the person will die tragically.

But Yang Jian won't.

While the body was distorted and broken, the ghost image was repairing again.

However, the screams were real.

The sound was creepy.

"What happened to Yang Jian?" Yang Xiaohua, who survived, was feeling cold all over at the moment. She looked around and saw the strangely twisted Yang Jian on the ground.

"Has he been attacked by a ghost? You are not his companion, you should help him. If he dies, it will be difficult for us to live."