Mysterious Resurrection: I Don't Have Any Hacks

After Yang Jian attacked Fang Shiming with a strange hatchet, he was not sure whether Fang Shiming was really dead, so he did not leave Ping An Building in a hurry, but chose to wait here.

If Fang Shiming did not appear and did not fight back against him, he could basically be sure that Fang Shiming was really dead.

After Yang Jian waited for more than an hour, he found that not only did Fang Shiming not appear, but even the counterattack did not come.

This made Yang Jian slowly certain that Fang Shiming was really dead.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian also slowly relaxed.

He slowly stood up, as if he had been sitting for too long, stretched his waist, walked to the window, and quietly overlooked the Dajing City in the dead of night and brightly lit.

With Fang Shiming's death, the current circle of friends is completely over.

But now there is a new question in Yang Jian's mind, that is, where did Fang Shiming die? Has the evil ghost revived at this time?

He is more concerned about the ghost scissors in Fang Shiming's hand. This thing is not in his hands, how can he feel uneasy.

As long as the ghost scissors are still out there, the previous horrible attack may happen again, but the owner of the ghost scissors has changed from Fang Shiming to someone else.

If that person happens to have a grudge against him, he is not sure that he can resist it under the curse of the music box in the urban area.

Although he was full of worries, it was inevitable that the hidden danger would be left by directly killing Fang Shiming through the strange hatchet to trigger the medium from a distance.

However, when Yang Jian saw the box containing the strange hatchet, he felt a little better.

"Now I have this hatchet in my hand. Even if the ghost scissors fall into the hands of others, I still have the ability to fight back. If I really fight to the death, I am not afraid of anyone."

When he thought of this, his heart gradually relaxed and he no longer entangled with the ghost scissors.

However, the side effects of the strange hatchet were too terrible. If there was no other way, Yang Jian would not use it casually unless he could thoroughly understand it and find a way to solve the side effects.

In fact, as the outbreak of supernatural events slowly entered the climax stage, various strange curses emerged in an endless stream, and the terrible ghosts were countless.

The ghost scissors are just one of them. Unless all the sources of the supernatural can be eliminated one day, this kind of thing will only become more and more common.

So instead of guarding against this and that, it is better to find a way to increase your own terror level and various means, so that you can face everything with confidence.

Yang Jian's thoughts drifted farther and farther.

However, the first thing he needs to solve at present is to solve the music box curse after confirming Fang Shiming's death, otherwise if his life is gone, everything else is empty.

"Fang Shiming, just die obediently, don't jump around and cause trouble for me, I really don't want to waste time playing hide-and-seek with you now."

Yang Jian continued to stand in front of the window and look outside. Now there is still a little time before dawn, and he is ready to continue waiting.

It is winter now, so the night is always longer, and the dawn time is later.

Even at more than five in the morning, the sky outside is still dark.

Suddenly, Yang Jian found that the ghost den he was shrouded in nearby showed signs of invasion.

His face suddenly changed and he became alert. He thought of Fang Shiming's appearance before and he also directly invaded his ghost den.

Damn it, it's not so easy to kill him?

Just thinking of the quota for suppressing the evil spirit that he lost before, Yang Jian's heart ached again, but even so, he was ready to take out the hatchet.

Once he was sure that the person coming was Fang Shiming, even if he lost another quota for suppressing the evil spirit, Yang Jian would kill this guy.

The speed of the invasion was very fast, and it didn't take long for the other party to break through Yang Jian's ghost den.

However, Yang Jian found that there was something wrong with the ghost den that invaded this time, which was somewhat different from the ghost den used by Fang Shiming before.

It seemed that the intruder this time was not Fang Shiming as he imagined, but someone else.

I saw a dark ghost den that was so thick that I couldn't see my fingers, like thick ink surging from the downstairs of Ping An Building.

The other party's target seemed very clear, that is, Yang Jian himself, and he went straight to his office.

Since the other party was shrouded in the dark ghost cave, Yang Jian didn't know who the visitor was, let alone whether he was an enemy or a friend, so he left the office and went to the top floor of Ping An Building.

This place is wide, and if the visitor is an enemy rather than a friend, it is more suitable as a battle field.

When Yang Jian disappeared from the office, the existence in the darkness seemed to have discovered it, so the dark ghost cave followed and invaded the top floor.

Soon.

As the light around the platform on the top floor dimmed, the opponent's ghost cave had also extended over, and then Yang Jian saw a person with a slightly stiff step slowly walking out from the depths of the thick darkness.

"Are you Yang Jian?"

Before Yang Jian could speak, or even see the appearance of the visitor clearly, a cold, indifferent voice without a trace of emotion came out of the darkness.

Yang Jian frowned and didn't answer, because looking at the dark ghost cave in front of him, he always had a sense of déjà vu, as if it was somewhat similar to the ghost messenger ghost cave he had encountered.

Just as Yang Jian was thinking, the visitor finally walked out of the darkness completely.

When he saw the person clearly, his face suddenly changed, and his eyes couldn't help shrinking.

"Ghost messenger? No, that's not right, you are not a ghost messenger, you are Wei Jing."

The person who came was exactly the same as the ghost messenger he had seen at the training base before. If he hadn't spoken as soon as he appeared, Yang Jian would have thought that the ghost messenger incident had happened again.

"I am indeed Wei Jing, not a ghost messenger." The person who came was Wei Jing, who had originally died and was later brought back from the ghost den by Li Jun and others.

It turned out that after Cao Yang collected Fang Shiming's body and opened the equipment, he called Wang Xiaoming to tell him about the situation at the scene.

When Wang Xiaoming knew that Fang Shiming was dead, he guessed that it was Yang Jian who did it. After analyzing the photos of the scene sent back by Cao Yang, he immediately guessed that Yang Jian had mastered a tool that could kill people from a distance.

And this tool is likely to have been obtained from Li Yue.

Originally, he thought that since Fang Shiming was dead, this matter was basically over;

But when he received Li Jun's report that Yang Jian was still in Ping An Building and the ghosts had not dispersed, he guessed that Yang Jian should be waiting to confirm Fang Shiming's status.

So he sent Wei Jing to go.

And the reason why he sent Wei Jing instead of others was also for special considerations. The first was that Yang Jian's ghosts were very strong, and only Wei Jing could counter-invade;

The second was that few people knew about Wei Jing's existence, and Yang Jian didn't know it either, and Wang Xiaoming hoped to re-establish trust with Yang Jian by exposing Wei Jing's existence.

After all, the previous actions of the headquarters had exhausted Yang Jian's trust in the headquarters, and Wang Xiaoming didn't want to give up Yang Jian, so it was necessary to ease the relationship with Yang Jian.

"Are you waiting for Fang Shiming?" Wei Jing continued to ask in a weird voice.

"How did you know? And why did you come here?" Yang Jian, who was very alert when he saw Wei Jing appear, looked even more unfriendly after hearing what the other party said.

Wei Jing seemed not to notice Yang Jian's vigilance and continued, "I came here because of Professor Wang. He guessed that the fight between you and Fang Shiming would continue, but he didn't expect it to end so quickly."

"End? So quickly? What do you mean by that?" Yang Jian had a vague guess in his heart, but he was not sure, so he asked.

Wei Jing said, "Fang Shiming is dead, and the fight between you is naturally over, so you don't have to wait here."

"Dead? How can you be sure?" Yang Jian said.

"The headquarters has received reliable information." Wei Jing said, and threw out a photo.

The photo that was originally flying in the air suddenly disappeared, and the next moment it appeared in Yang Jian's hand.

Yang Jian looked at it, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

The environment in the photo should be a basement. There was a body in the basement. The body was split into two halves from the middle, which looked terrible. Countless blood spurted from the wound, staining the ground red;

Although the body was split into two halves, Yang Jian recognized that the body was Fang Shiming at a glance.

Moreover, the scars on Fang Shiming's body were exactly the same as the figure that was split in half by Yang Jian using the strange hatchet.

"I didn't expect that the attack method of the strange hatchet was so similar to that of the ghost scissors, except that the medium of the ghost scissors was a photo, while the medium of the hatchet was a footprint."

Yang Jian knew the effect of the strange hatchet at this time, and he felt very satisfied immediately. At least the attack he launched by consuming a quota to suppress the evil ghost did not disappoint him and killed Fang Shiming completely.

However, Yang Jian did not expect that the headquarters' news was so well-informed. It only took such a short time to find Fang Shiming's location and confirm his death.

"Where did he die?" Yang Jian asked immediately. He wanted to try to recover the ghost scissors. After all, Fang Shiming was beaten down by him, so the ghost scissors should be considered his trophy.

It's a pity that he didn't know that these things had been taken away by Cao Yang.

Facing his question, Wei Jing did not hesitate and said directly: "I don't know where Fang Shiming died."

Yang Jian was very dissatisfied with Wei Jing's answer, so he continued: "Do you not know, or do you not want to say?"

"Not sure, just not sure." Wei Jing continued to say with a cold and numb face; "I came here just to tell you the news of Fang Shiming's death, and at the same time to inform you that Professor Wang wants to see you at ten o'clock this morning."

Looking at Wei Jing's look, Yang Jian knew that it would probably be a waste of time to continue asking about Fang Shiming, so he didn't say anything more.

As for Wang Xiaoming's meeting with him, Yang Jian directly replied: "You can tell him that there is no need for me to meet him. In addition, I am also going to resign from the headquarters. I will leave after today and will not come again if nothing unexpected happens."

"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me. I just came to bring a message." Wei Jing's eyes were empty and lifeless, like a dead person.

Although Yang Jian's face did not change, he was very afraid of Wei Jing in front of him;

The other party should have died, but why is he alive now? Could it be that something had changed in the past period of time that he was not aware of?

What made Yang Jian more concerned was that he felt the breath of a ghost on the other person.

Moreover, he did not feel the breath of a living person on Wei Jing. He was no different from a real evil ghost, just as cold and dead.