Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian faced this problem again.

In the past, the consciousness was transferred by relying on the spirit bit and the ghost photo, but now he has the spirit bit in his hand, and if he needs to transfer his consciousness, he needs to be replaced by a person.

The replacement person must be in the ghost photo.

The camera capable of taking supernatural photos is still in the hands of the headquarters.

Of course, the supernatural camera is only a premise.

The most important thing is the success rate.

What if the ghost head's consciousness shifted with him?

Then once the curse of the music box ends, he will still die.

The current situation is different from the previous one. In the past, Yang Jian only endured one curse, but now he has endured two.

and so.

The situation is different, and the method of transferring consciousness from spiritual positions is no longer advisable.

"Of course, there is another way, that is to do nothing, let the ghost invade your consciousness, and wait until the music box curse breaks out. As long as you are lucky, this curse may not kill me. If you don't know, the ghost will replace me. Block the curse outbreak by yourself."

Yang Jian has another trick.

It's still a gamble.

After all, when the ghost shadow invaded him, he was also invading the ghost shadow.

The entanglement of consciousness is mutual.

The curse of the music box is also sure to be shared.

"Completely integrate into the ghost's consciousness, and then the curse erupts, causing the ghost to bear the curse and fall into a dead state... But to complete this plan, there must be a safeguard, otherwise my consciousness may not survive."

Yang Jian subconsciously thought of the ghost cabinet.

If the deal of the ghost cabinet is completed, then he can ask the ghost cabinet to ensure that his consciousness will not die.

He will be fine when the curse breaks out.

However, the deal with the ghost cabinet has not yet been completed.

Yang Jian was unable to make a request.

"I still have a last resort substitute, human skin."

finally.

At this critical moment, Yang Jian once again thought of that dangerous piece of human skin that could reveal information.

Human skin paper may reveal information and methods.

But Yang Jian dared not say how dangerous it was.

But when it really came to that time, even if he knew it was dangerous, he would definitely try it.

If you don't try, you will die, but if you try, you still have a chance.

Which path to choose is obvious.

While thinking, the plane has landed at the airport in Dachang City.

Compared with the deserted and weird urban environment of Dachuan City, Dachang City is obviously normal.

The flow of people shuttles, bustling and lively.

Although it still couldn't be compared with before, it was already very attractive, especially after Yang Jian became the captain, more people were attracted to Dachang City. Although this matter was confidential, it could not hold back the spread of information.

A city where captains live is a huge attraction for many people.

The flow of people on the airport can already prove everything.

"Take a good rest these few days. I have something to do. I will talk about the post office when I come back." Yang Jian said to Li Yang before getting off the plane.

Li Yang nodded, he knew that Yang Jian had to deal with his own situation.

Although I was worried that Yang Jian might not be able to handle it.

But he still didn't ask about it, because it's useless to ask. If Yang Jian is really gone, many things will be meaningless.

"Then captain, pay attention." Li Yang just reminded him.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Yang Jian replied flatly, not knowing whether he was comforting him or himself.

soon.

The two separated at the airport.

Li Yang left by car, but Yang Jian used Huangquan to leave.

In fact, he could also use Ghost Domain to rush back from Okawa City, but because he needed some time to think about the countermeasures, he didn't do that.

Yang Jian directly appeared in Guanjiang Community in Dachang City.

The shadows beneath his feet are still nailed to the coffin.

The restriction of the ghost image has not been lifted to prevent the control of the body from being snatched back by the ghost image.

"Go to Wang Shanshan to find the ghost boy and get back the human skin paper." Yang Jian's thought was straightforward, his figure disappeared again, and then appeared in the renovated old house of the Republic of China in the community.

After the old house was renovated, it became Wang Shanshan's own villa.

She lives here.

There is a tall wall nearby, and ordinary people can't get in at all.

It's mid-afternoon and the sun is still bright.

Yang Jian appeared in the courtyard of the ancient house, bathed in the sunlight falling from the sky, his breath was still cold, and there was a smell of rotting corpses around him.

A young woman with fair complexion and elegant figure is sitting at the desk in the bright and tidy lobby at the moment, looking down at a book.

"Are you going to die again?"

Sensing Yang Jian's appearance, Wang Shanshan raised her head slightly, but there was no expression on her white and tender face.

Like an iceberg girl, she has no emotion.

"Did you feel it?" Yang Jian said without moving.

Wang Shanshan didn't speak, but lifted her sleeves slightly, revealing her snow-white arms, with a strange red eye peering around.

The red eyes hadn't fully formed yet, only outlines without substance.

It's like ghost eyes, but it can't reach the point of ghost eyes.

"Ghost eyes revived, have you been affected?" Yang Jian understood at a glance what was going on.

It's okay for him to open the seventh floor of ghost domain, that's because of the curse of the music box and the complete ghost image.

But Wang Shanshan was different. She was also eroded by the supernatural power of ghost eyes, so the feeling would be more obvious.

"I can already see things." Wang Shanshan closed her eyes and shook her arms.

The eyes on the arms are staring at Yang Jian.

Strangely, Yang Jian could also feel the sight from that eye.

"It'll be fine, I can handle it."

Wang Shanshan covered her eyes on her arm, and said, "You are more serious this time."

"I know, that's why I told you something." Yang Jian said flatly.

The two were classmates for three years in high school, but now because of the lack of affection, they are as indifferent as enemies.

In fact, they knew very well in their hearts that the relationship between the two of them was very good after going through so much.

It's just a lack of emotion that can't be expressed.

"So you're here to find Gui Tong this time?" Wang Shanshan knew Yang Jian very well and guessed his purpose.

Yang Jian said: "Yes, and I will disappear for a few days to deal with my own problems."

Wang Shanshan stood up and walked in front of Yang Jian. Ignoring the smell of corpses emanating from Yang Jian's body, she stretched out her white and slender palm and touched Yang Jian's cheek: "Anyone in this city can die, but you No, because you are Yang Jian."

"Of course, I am Yang Jian, and I will not die." Yang Jian squeezed out a smile.

Cold and numb.

Wang Shanshan stopped talking, she put down her palm and glanced at the corner next to her.

A weird child wearing a dead man's shroud, standing there with bare feet, tilting his head slightly and looking at this side, with a pair of red eyes without pupils, giving people a weird and evil feeling, which makes people feel creepy.

Yang Jian looked at the big golden bell on Guitong's neck.

Inside is the human skin.

This was the method used to prevent the human skin paper from getting out of control.

Because as long as the human skin paper dares to come out, the ghost boy will eat it in one bite.

Moreover, the ghost boy does not need to rest, and can stare at it 24 hours a day, and there will be no time to be lazy.

Chapter 827 Obvious Trap

Inside the Safe House No. [-] in Guanjiang Community.

This safe house was built at the beginning of the starving ghost incident. Because of the hasty construction, the scale is small and can only accommodate about 20 people. Considering the limitations, Yang Jian got rid of Zhang Wei’s father, Zhang Xiangui, and built the No. [-] safe house .

And this No. [-] safe house was left unused and became Yang Jian's exclusive safe house.

In the safe house are all kinds of supernatural objects collected by Yang Jian, as well as the imprisoned ghosts.

There are ghost mirrors, embroidered shoes, ghost candles, scapegoat dolls, ghost porcelain...

Yang Jian appeared in this safe house at this moment.

He first placed the doll he got from room 301 this time, and then he focused his gaze on the ghost boy.

Reach out and grab.

He took off the bell-like ball on the ghost boy's neck.

Twist directly, the ball opened, revealing a piece of yellowed and mottled old paper, the material is like sheepskin, but it reveals a cold and strange atmosphere, this is actually a piece of human skin, there is still a faint There was a faint odor of corpses.

"The plan on the human skin paper can only be used as a reference. I can't believe it. Since the last time, the things revealed by this thing have become more and more terrifying. There are traps between the lines, and each time is getting more serious. They have reached the point of being outspoken. It's killing me."

Yang Jian thought to himself.

Remind yourself, and at the same time tell yourself not to pin your hopes on this stuff.

Last time, he was lucky enough to survive because of the insurance of the ghost cabinet. If it wasn't for the ghost cabinet, he would definitely be dead.

just now.

His deal with the ghost cabinet has not yet been completed, so this time there is no insurance, and it is all on his own.

I dare not ask anyone for help.

There are not many people who can help him.

Wang Xiaoming from the headquarters is one, but he has seen the human skin paper, who knows what trap the human skin paper will set for him.

With Wang Xiaoming's intelligence, he naturally guessed the existence of the trap, but this guy is a very crazy person, knowing that it is a trap, as long as the profit is enough, he will step into it.

Elder Qin may also be able to help him.

But Yang Jian had no relatives or reason with him, so he was not qualified to ask others for help.

In the end, people still have to rely on themselves.

Along the way, Yang Jian has always been like this.

Take back all flukes, shrink back thoughts.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and opened the parchment paper.

At this time, black writing began to appear on the human skin paper that had no abnormality. It was twisted and weird, as if something invisible was writing on it.

A familiar yet strange sentence appeared in front of my eyes: My name is Yang Jian, I will be dead when you read this sentence...

Yang Jian was already numb to this sentence, and didn't think there was anything strange about it.

"Maybe you are right this time. I might really be dying. If you can't give me a solution to the problem, I will pack your thing up and bury it in the ground before I die. This time it's not [-] meters away. , but deeper."