Mysterious resurgence

If a normal ghost master knew that he had less than two days left to live, he would definitely take a pack of Chinese medicine without hesitation to extend his life by twenty days, and would not care about the subsequent problems at all.

But Yang Jian was very calm. Under this situation, he still chose not to take traditional Chinese medicine, as if he didn't care at all whether he would die tomorrow.

"Taking medicine treats the symptoms but not the root cause. The problem of my ghost's recovery cannot be solved by a pack of pills. Even if I take the medicine you gave me, the problem of my ghost's recovery still exists. Only by finding a way to find a new balance can I survive. If I can't find a way, then I will choose to lie in a coffin." Yang Jian said.

"Have you gone to the coffin shop in Taiping Ancient Town?" the blind old man asked.

Yang Jian said: "Not long after I came back from Taiping Ancient Town, I robbed the coffin shop and stole a lot of coffins."

"Well done. Being able to grab a coffin from the coffin shop shows that you already have the ability to stand alone, but this is not enough. There are no teammates that match you in this era. You can't end this evil ghost's resurrection in a short period of time like us. generation." The blind old man shook his head slightly, feeling a little regretful and helpless.

It is a pity that in this era, it is not easy for a talent to emerge, but he has to face the problem of the resurrection of the evil ghost. If he cannot pass this hurdle, he will die.

Unfortunately, even if Yang Jian did survive, he could only take care of himself and would not be able to withstand the burden of this era.

"I don't care what this era will be like now. I have to consider whether I can survive. I have learned about the effects of traditional Chinese medicine this time, so it is impossible for me to choose to take traditional Chinese medicine to extend my life. I will use other medicines to extend my life." Method." Yang Jian said.

"It's too difficult. The ghost on the bus is not a simple thing. In the past, I could have helped you a little, but now I can't do anything." The blind old man said.

He understood that bus, and it was only through understanding that he understood how difficult Yang Jian's situation was.

"I'm not here to seek help, but to seek answers. Only after I understand everything clearly can I make a correct judgment." Yang Jian said.

"Looking at you like this, you don't plan to get into the coffin." The blind old man showed a smile on his old face.

Yang Jian said: "Living in a coffin is no different from death. I will not step into the coffin."

"Very good, now I am somewhat hopeful that you can survive this test and grow up again." The blind old man said: "If you can survive, remember to come back here and let me take a look at you. By that time, I, the old man, should not be here yet." Die, you are still alive, but do it quickly, don’t let me wait too long.”

"This is no problem." Yang Jian said.

He had no reason to refuse such a small request.

"If there is anything else you need to know, I can tell you." The blind old man became enthusiastic at this time, and he wanted to provide some help to Yang Jian.

"No need, I have my own method, and it's time for me to leave. I can't spend too much time staying here." Yang Jian said.

The blind old man said: "I understand. After all, you only have two days left. Time is indeed tight. Young man, go and get busy. I look forward to seeing you next time."

Yang Jian nodded and was about to leave. Then he suddenly remembered something and took out a wad of colorful paper money from his pocket and placed it on the table beside him.

"This is one hundred yuan of ghost money that I promised to give to Sister Hong. Now I am not sure if I will leave this time or not. I hope you can help me transfer this money to her."

"Okay, no problem." The blind old man said.

Yang Jian left after seeing that the matter was done.

He can owe money to anyone, but he can't owe Sister Hong this money. It's not because he doesn't dare to offend Sister Hong, but because Sister Hong got the hundred yuan by killing several kings. This is equivalent to a reward from the headquarters. , as a law enforcement captain, he naturally has to abide by the rules and cannot break them.

If you default on your debt today, then the headquarters will have no credibility at all, and it will be impossible to hire foreign aid if anything happens in the future.

"Master, has he left?" Not long after Yang Jian left, Xiaoru came out with a bowl of dark medicine.

The blind old man slowly lay down on the bamboo bed again. He coughed lightly and smiled: "He's gone, and he won't live for two days."

"Master really wants him to die?" Xiaoru asked curiously as she put down the medicine.

"No, no, I hope he survives." said the blind old man.

"Then why is Master smiling so happily today?" Xiaoru said.

"You are wrong. Master is happy today because this Yang Jian gave up taking traditional Chinese medicine to prolong his life, and also gave up going into the coffin to survive. There were obviously ways to save his life, but he gave them all up. He is a man of great courage. If he Being able to survive may be the closest thing to that variable existence in this era, and I see a glimmer of hope in him."

The blind old man laughed as he spoke.

"Will he be the variable? It doesn't look like it to me." Xiaoru said.

"His name is Yang Jian, right? Xiaoru, remember this person's name and pay more attention to him for Master." the blind old man said.

"Yes, Master." Although Xiaoru didn't think much of Yang Jian, she could only agree when the master spoke.

Yang Jian, who left the Chinese medicine shop, also made a decision in his heart.

He had no choice but to try to control ghost blood.

"But I have to make some preparations before I officially take action." Yang Jian thought to himself.

He did not take action immediately, but planned to arrange his posthumous affairs first. After all, he might not be able to come back this time.

Yang Jian made a call.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Captain, this is Li Yang, do you have any arrangements?" Li Yang's voice came from the other side of the phone.

Yang Jian said directly: "To make a long story short, I had a problem after my confrontation with the ghost ship this time. The ghost is about to resurrect. I plan to control the ghost blood in the suburbs to find a new balance. During this period, you will be responsible for all the big and small things in Dachang City. , I left ten coffins with Wang Shanshan. If any teammate cannot hold on and wants to revive Li Gui, I allow you to use those ten coffins."

Then he told Li Yang the functions of the black and red coffins.

"Captain, you..." Li Yang on the phone was shocked.

No one expected that after finally defeating the King's Organization and solving the ghost ship incident, Yang Jian, as the captain of the law enforcement team, would also face the danger of the ghost resurrecting.

"Don't worry about me. The resurrection of a ghost is something that every ghost controller will encounter. If I can survive, I will return to Dachang City. If I don't come back for a long time, you will treat me as dead. It's up to you." Yang Jian said.

"I understand, captain, I will wait for you to come back." Li Yang was silent for a while and replied in a low tone.

It can be heard that he is in a heavy mood now.

"After I leave, if other captains come to me, tell them truthfully about my situation. There is no need to hide it. Maybe you will bear some pressure because of my leaving, but you must adapt to this pressure." Yang Jian said again said.

He knew that if he didn't show up for a long time after the ghost regained consciousness, there would be trouble in Dachang City.

But that's inevitable.

Only in this way can other teammates grow up.

"How long will it take for the captain to leave this time?" Li Yang asked.

Yang Jian said: "I'm not sure. Just be prepared for the worst."

"I know, but I believe the captain can come back alive." Li Yang said.

"I hope so." Yang Jian hung up the phone after saying that.

One phone call was the final arrangement he made.

As for some private matters, Yang Jian had already arranged them several times, and they were similar every time, so there was no need to repeat them.

Later, Yang Jian returned to Dachang City again.

This time he came to a blocked highway on the outskirts of the city.

Standing on the highway and looking not far away, a scarlet landscape appeared in front of my eyes.

It was the color soaked in ghost blood, and it had already had an impact on the surrounding environment.

And in the middle of that scarlet land, there was a bottomless pool of blood.

This is the place in the precognitive picture in the supernatural projector, and it may also be the place where Yang Jian is buried.

Although Li Gui would not wake up until tomorrow, Yang Jian chose to come here one day early.

For him, there is no difference between one day earlier and one day later. After all, the choice has been made.

Yang Jian crossed the fence of the highway and strode towards the land stained red with blood.

As he walked forward, puddles of water appeared under his feet.

Yang Jian casually threw some miscellaneous things on his body into the stagnant water. Only a red spear was left on his body. He even took off the weird rabbit pendant on the spear and threw it into the ghost lake. .

He doesn't need anything now.