Mysterious recovery

These people don't know about supernatural events, so they all have the idea of ​​watching the excitement.

A supervisor checked the situation, his face was very ugly, and he retreated with a bit of panic.

"Someone has died, report it quickly."

Hearing that someone had died, many people were in an uproar.

"No, just now I saw that he was fine, why did something happen? Is it true or not?"

"It must be due to too much overtime. I died suddenly. I knew it would happen sooner or later. I have already reacted to the boss. Don't work overtime every day. It's better now."

"I took a sneak peek just now, and I don't think it's a sudden death. The appearance of death is terrifying."

Amidst the discussion, the supervisor trembling with an ugly face made a call with his mobile phone. He contacted the boss and then reported the case.

But at this moment, a cold, tough body directly knocked away the crowd and walked into this passage.

"Who, don't you have eyes?"

The supervisor was bumped, staggered, and the phone fell to the ground unsteadily. He was already in a bad mood and immediately turned around and yelled.

"Are you talking to me?" Yang Jian gave him a slight sideways glance.

The supervisor was stunned immediately, he didn't know why the hairs all over his body stood up, and a chill gushed out from the bottom of his heart.

An intuition told myself.

This man in front of him is very, very dangerous.

Like a vicious murderer, no, it's more intense than this feeling.

"you……"

The supervisor wanted to say something, but the words stuck in his mouth.

"If you have nothing to do, stay away. If you die accidentally, don't blame me for not reminding you." Yang Jian looked away, and then looked at the corpse that passed the aisle first.

The corpse fell on the ground in a strange manner, and a long red wooden bench was placed in front of the corpse, which looked strange and abrupt.

obviously.

This person triggered the ghost's law of killing and was killed.

"It's not long enough to die, and the time is very short. Maybe you can steal the memory from the corpse."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and the ghost behind him swayed, walking towards the corpse like a living person.

Just standing there, the shadow has covered the entire corridor, the nearby light has been dimmed a lot, and the surroundings have become dark.

that shadow?

Some people were amazed when they saw this scene, because according to the angle Yang Jian was standing at, the shadow could only be behind him, not in front, and it was even more impossible for him to stretch so long.

Covered by ghost shadows, it gradually invaded the dead body on the ground.

Memory is being stolen by ghosts.

It's just that Yang Jian hasn't tried stealing the memory of a living person from a corpse, but according to his inference, it should be useful.

"There is indeed a memory, but the memory is incomplete and seems incomplete. I hope to find the scene when he was killed."

soon.

Yang Jian felt the memory of the corpse on the ground appear in his mind.

He is reading.

This person is Wang Feng, an old employee of this company, and his family does not live in Dadong City, he is from other places...

Yang Jian didn't read too many of his identities, but just looked at the scene when he came to Dadong City by train in his memory, and the scene when he was born in a remote rural area.

Fragments of memory are intermittent.

"You don't seem to be from our company? Who are you? Get out of here quickly. If you don't leave, I will call the police."

At this time, the supervisor yelled loudly. He felt guilty in the face of these two people who felt very dangerous. In addition, he lost his life, so he wanted to drive Yang Jian and Feng Quan away first to be safe.

"There's no need to report the crime, we've taken over here." Feng Quanqi hoarse, and then showed his ID.

"In addition, you'd better arrange for everyone to return to their respective jobs now, no one should run around, no one should move around, otherwise similar dead people will happen again, before we give an order, everyone Can't leave."

The supervisor glanced at him, but didn't believe his words, and said loudly, "Security, security, get these two irrelevant people out of the company quickly..."

Judging from the appearance of these two people, they don't seem to be handling the case, so how could it be possible to listen to his nonsense.

But before the supervisor finished speaking, the scene suddenly fell silent.

A cold gun was pointed at the supervisor's forehead.

Feng Quan's tone was somewhat murderous: "cooperate with us, it is good for everyone, if you dare to make trouble, I will kill you now, don't doubt our authenticity, there are many things in this world that you don't know."

Cold sweat dripped from the supervisor's forehead, and he seemed to lose consciousness all over his body, only feeling the cold touch on his forehead.

No doubt.

This is definitely the real guy.

If you dare to take out firearms at will in such a place with such good public security in Dadong City, then the certificate just now is likely to be genuine.

"I, I understand, I cooperate, I cooperate." The supervisor's face turned slightly pale with fright, and he no longer dared to yell casually, and immediately looked submissive.

"Very good." Feng Quan withdrew his gun.

He didn't really want to kill ordinary people here, but to frighten them and frighten them.

Explanation is just a waste of time, this time is to control the scene in the most direct and fastest way.

The reason why Feng Quan didn't evacuate these people was because the ghosts had already invaded the entire building, random evacuation might kill more people, the best way is to let them stay where they are.

Ghosts don't kill people casually.

The best way to survive most of the supernatural events is to stay where you are.

After all, if a ghost is really watching, it is useless for ordinary people to run away.

soon.

These onlookers didn't even dare to discuss, and returned to their office seats in a panic, afraid that they would also be warned like this.

No one joins in the fun afterwards.

The crowded corridor immediately became quiet and spacious.

At this moment, Yang Jian stole the memory of the dead person, and at the same time obtained the most important part of the memory.

In my memory, this man named Wang Feng suddenly wanted to go to the bathroom while working, and then he came here and saw a long red wooden bench placed in the aisle at some point.

He who doesn't know about supernatural events will naturally not be afraid.

Although curious.

But Wang Feng still had to go to the toilet, so he walked over directly, ignoring the red wooden stool blocking in front of him.

Wang Feng, who was about to step over the wooden stool, staggered and sat on the wooden stool for some reason.

Immediately, a strange and terrifying scene appeared.

At some point, another person appeared strangely on the originally empty red wooden bench.

The man was dressed in old clothes, his whole body was stiff and cold, with a pair of empty eyes open, a pair of skinny legs curled up, hanging on the ground, sitting there in a strange posture, motionless.

The memory suddenly stopped here.

The memory of the dead is incomplete, and there are omissions.

Yang Jian recalled again, but there were only some childhood memories of this man named Wang Feng, as well as some things about eating, drinking, and work.

Important information is gone.

But enough.

"So that's why you can't sit on this stool. There is a ghost on it. Once you sit on it, you will have a dangerous contact with the ghost through the medium of the red wooden stool..."

"So, the person who sits on this red wooden stool will be attacked by ghosts. As for how he was killed, I don't know."

"But if it's just that, it shouldn't be dangerous. As long as you don't sit on this red wooden stool, you'll be fine. Ghosts aren't a big threat at all."

Yang Jian frowned slightly.

He felt that the danger of this weird red wooden stool was definitely more than that.

Because the red wooden stool appeared in the building, even he was not alert, and the ghost domain where the red wooden stool appeared was affected.

All these circumstances vaguely reveal that this is a supernatural event that looks ordinary but is actually extremely dangerous.

"No matter how big the threat is, no matter how big the threat is, we must find a way to deal with it, and we can't waste too much time, otherwise the ancient house will get out of control and we don't know what will be involved, so let's think about how to deal with this red wooden stool. The ghost above."

Yang Jian began to think.

The ghost on the red wooden bench cannot be dismembered with a hatchet, because the ghost's feet in memory are off the ground, and there is no mark left when sitting on the wooden bench.

Second.

Ghosts are invisible, only those who are also sitting on the wooden bench can see them.

In other words, if you want to fight, you have to sit on the wooden bench and bear the risk of being attacked by ghosts.

"Feng Quan, don't let anyone interfere with me. If there is a situation, you can handle it yourself. I'm going to deal with this damn thing." Yang Jian said.

Feng Quan nodded and said: "I understand, just leave it to me here."

Yang Jian ignored the corpse on the ground and came to the red wooden bench.

After pondering and pondering for a while, he slowly sat up and approached the ghost above.

This is also a bold artist.

If he hadn't become a different kind, Yang Jian would never have dared to be so reckless.

As soon as he sat down, Yang Jian's expression changed.

A strange and indescribable feeling surged, this feeling cannot be read by memory, and only those who are on the scene can taste it.

The body is gradually losing control.

No.

It's not so much out of control, it's better to say that the lower body is rapidly losing consciousness.

Not only Yang Jian's body, but even the ghost image was frozen at this moment.

"Has the complete ghost image been suppressed? The ghost on the red wooden bench is really scary." Yang Jian didn't panic and remained calm.

coming.

soon.

On the opposite side of his wooden bench, a terrifying figure suddenly appeared.

The ghost on the wooden bench appeared.

Chapter 863 Untouchable

By stealing the residual memory of a dead person, Yang Jian roughly understood the horror of the red wooden bench that appeared in the building.

At this moment, he took the initiative to sit on the red wooden bench and approached the ghost on the red wooden bench through some kind of medium.

The ghost on the red wooden bench does not actually exist, at least ordinary people can’t see it, and neither can Yang Jian’s ghost eyes. It is a terrifying thing that cannot appear in the real world. Connect to make the ghost appear.

But the moment the ghost appeared.

Yang Jian already felt that something was wrong.

He immediately lost consciousness in his lower body, and was fixed on the wooden bench like a log, unable to break free or even move.

This kind of suppression is not aimed at the body of a living person, even the ghost image in the body.

Ghosts cannot move.

"This feeling is like being nailed in a coffin, but after nailing the ghost in the coffin, it is a complete suppression, and this only suppresses half of my body." Yang Jian, who was sitting on the red wooden bench, endured the pain at this moment. I couldn't help but took a deep breath.

Although the body can't break free, the upper body can still move.

Things weren't particularly bad.

But now is not the time to care about such things.