Mysterious Recovery

   Chapter 1049 Awakened Consciousness

  Going deep into this weird world of oil painting to the present, I have finally gained something.

Yang Jian’s ghostly eyes saw Sun Rui. He was lying motionless on the small road not far away. He seemed to have maintained his posture for a long time. I don’t know whether it was life or death, but from a general observation, he should It was to get rid of the ghost attack in the dye vat before, but at this step it has reached the limit.

  However, there is only one reason that can make the ghost master lose the ability to move while lying on the ground.

  The ghost is resurrected!

  If it were not for the recovery of the ghost, Sun Rui could stand up and act even in poor physical condition.

  So he stopped after approaching a certain distance.

   "He is dead?" Zhou Zelue asked with some uncertainty.

Yang Jian frowned: "The probability is that he is already dead. Although he only disappeared a few days ago, he must have fought against Li ghost before. His own state is no longer enough to support his survival. It's just what the real situation is. You still need to go and see to know."

   "Let me go and take a look." Yang Xiao said at this moment.

  Yang Jian glanced at him.

  Yang Xiao said again: "If he is still alive, I can detect it."

   "Okay." Yang Jian nodded, but did not refuse.

  Yang Xiao walked over. He was not as vigilant as Yang Jian. He leaned forward as if walking normally, his face was flat and unmoved.

   Soon, he approached Sun Rui.

But after approaching, Yang Xiao suddenly felt something wrong, and then he seemed to be affected by something. He couldn't help coughing twice, and his face suddenly became ugly, like a sick person. And the closer, the more frequent and violent the cough.

   "It's the supernatural power that is interfering with me." Yang Xiao said: "But it doesn't matter. I am a dead soul. I am no longer a ghost. I can't die. If a living person approaches, I should be sick and dead by this time."

  "Sun Rui codenamed the sick ghost. He can make all the ghosts get sick. Now he is dead, and the ghost is resurrected. Spiritual power is interfering with the surroundings. Sure enough, it's not right to get closer." Yang Jian stood not far away, and he analyzed the situation.

  "He is a pathogen now. Fortunately, he fell here. If he fell outside, it would be an extraordinary event."

When    spoke, Yang Xiao had already come next to Sun Rui.

His face is particularly ugly, his cough is more serious, his body feels particularly weak, his hands and feet are weak, as if he is about to fall ill, and some corpse spots are beginning to appear on his skin. Something like age spots seems to be infected with some infectious disease.

  But despite this, Yang Xiao is still okay. He doesn't have a living body. Even though he has been affected, he can bear it.

  Yang Xiao squatted down and turned over Sun Rui's body, then his eyes moved slightly.

At this moment, Sun Rui’s face is thin, with sunken eye sockets and open mouth. There is a smell from all over his body. This smell is not from the decay of the corpse, but from the unhealthy breath of a sick person. The most uncomfortable thing is that large patches of disease appeared on his skin.

   "Are you late?"

  Yang Jian also saw Sun Rui like this. He understood that Sun Rui had been eroded too deeply by the supernatural power. He was now recovering from Li Gui, and he was mostly dead.

   But his idea just appeared, and then a strange scene appeared.

  The air around Sun Rui's corpse seemed to be twisted and shaken, and then a person like an undead appeared out of thin air.

  The figure of this man is vague, but he can still be distinguished. He is Sun Rui.

   "What's the matter? Isn't the person dead, why did another person pop up? Is it a person or a ghost?" Zhou Ze was shocked when he saw this.

Zhang Xianguang said: "Don't make a fuss. This is the nightmare of Yang Xiao's ability. This young man named Sun Rui is still alive and still has some consciousness. Now Yang Xiao has been dragged into the nightmare. All we see is Sun. Rui’s projection in the nightmare world is nothing more. In this way, Yang Xiao can ignore reality, communicate with people in dreams, and even interfere with reality through dreams."

   Zhou Ze couldn’t help but said: “This is just like the rumored deceased giving a dream to his relatives.”

   "Almost." Zhang Xianguang said

Seeing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but secretly said in his heart: "Is this the ability of ghost dreams? Pulling the living into dreams, he also has this kind of spiritual power in the oil painting."

  He understands ghost dreams.

  It is a terrible and supernatural event, no matter how powerful the ghost master is, it will become very weak in the world of ghost dreams.

   "Me, am I alive?" Sun Rui's only remaining consciousness returned to normal.

   "No, you are not dead yet, you are now in a dream."

Yang Xiao said: "But you are dying too. Your only remaining consciousness is being swallowed by spiritual power. It can be understood that you are a person who is wounding and waiting to die. Now your consciousness is in a coma, and I can only pull you into a dream. Only then can you get rid of the influence of the supernatural and gain a brief sobriety."

  Sun Rui's adaptability is not weak, he immediately discovered his state.

I can’t say it easily. I don’t feel that my body is weak anymore. The leg is okay. He has only one leg, and the other leg is missing. Other than that, everything else is the same as a normal person. Obviously this is impossible. occurring.

  If all this is only in a dream, then everything is reasonable.

  "How long can this consciousness last?" Yang Jian walked over and asked at this moment.

  He is also an alien, so don’t worry too much about getting sick.

   "It's hard to say, maybe ten minutes, maybe half an hour, maybe half a day, it depends on the speed of his own spiritual erosion." Yang Xiaodao.

  Yang Jian glanced at Sun Rui's body again, it was no longer a body, it was already a corpse, and it was already stinking.

   "As long as you are still alive, I will figure out the rest,"

   After finishing speaking, the tall black ghost behind him slowly stood up and walked towards Sun Rui's body.

   "Yang Jian, you also appeared here?" After Yang Jian approached, Sun Rui seemed to see him, and seemed a little surprised.

   Yang Xiaodao: "Connecting the world of reality and nightmares, you can talk."

  "Can it be done without media?" Yang Jian glanced at him.

  The spirit of ghost dreams needs media water to connect with reality.

  "It's just a dialogue, it doesn't interfere with reality, and it doesn't need a medium." Yang Xiao glanced in surprise, as if he didn't expect Yang Jian to even know the medium of the nightmare world.

  Yang Jian didn’t ask too much. He directly talked to Sun Rui: “The post office problem is almost solved. I saw that you are missing, so I investigated it. I didn’t expect you to enter the world of oil painting.”

"I'm in a bad condition. Even if I leave the ghost post office and return to Dahan City, I won't be able to live long, and once my ghost recovers, it will cause a spiritual event, so this place is very suitable for me. I want to come here to try my luck. I also wanted to find a place to be buried, but I didn't expect to have the possibility of waking up after I fell down."

  Sun Rui sighed with emotion. He subconsciously reached out and grabbed it, but found that his cane was no longer in his hand. The thing was sent out of the post office by him before, sending some information out.

"Now that I can hear that the post office is almost resolved, I feel relieved. I have already arranged the funeral, so Team Yang does not need to be too entangled in whether I am alive or dead. After all, the ghost riders will die sooner or later. One day, I have lived a longer life."

  He is not afraid, and he has a dead consciousness when he finds it, so he is very calm now.

"Death is indeed a relief for people like us sometimes, but it is difficult to live. The problem of the post office comes from the lack of a qualified manager. I need to arrange for a manager to go to the sixth floor of the post office to change the delivery task of the post office. , To end the fate of the messenger, so I found you."

  Yang Jian directly stated his purpose.

   "Post office manager? I just have a little consciousness left like this. I won't live long, I'm afraid I can't help you." Sun Rui shook his head.

Yang Jian ignored it and said to himself: "Becoming a post office manager will suffer a curse and will never be able to leave the post office. However, correspondingly, the manager will never be at risk of resuscitating ghosts. You can take advantage of this opportunity to survive. , The price is to be trapped here, unless you die."

  "This is not an easy task. It depends on your choice, whether to bear the curse and live here forever, or to get rid of it, I hope you can give me an answer."

  He doesn’t think being a post office manager is a good thing.

  Although you can live for a short time, it is a long-term curse and torture, because this promise means that you will be trapped here for ten, twenty, or even longer.

  Sun Rui stunned, he did not immediately agree, but hesitated slightly.

  He understands the meaning.

But then he agreed: "Team Yang, thank you for giving me the choice, but people like us have not been able to choose for a long time. Everyone has their own things to do. Since you came to me, Then let me stay in this horrible place for the rest of my life, and stop bothering others."

   "After all, people outside already feel that I am dead, and I am a superfluous person."

   "You can't go back on this promise, otherwise the Ghost Post Office will have troubles." Yang Jian said solemnly, making the final reminder.

Sun Rui said: “I know that the post office manager cannot be changed casually. Now that the post office is out of control, it must be a problem with the manager. If I become the next manager, I cannot leave the post office until the supernatural incident is resolved. The problem is, if the supernatural incident remains unresolved, I may be stuck here for a lifetime."

   "I understand the consequences and costs, and it is precisely because of this that I promised you."

  He made it clear to Yang Jian, expressing his own consciousness.

   "If that's the case, then it's so decided." Yang Jian stopped persuading, and finalized the matter.

next moment.

  The ghost invaded into Sun Rui's body.

  The entry of ghosts made Sun Rui suddenly possess three ghosts in his corpse.

  A new balance is taking shape.

  The ghost image is suppressing Li Gui's recovery, fighting for Sun Rui's short-lived survival.

soon.

  In the dream, Sun Rui immediately felt his body, his body was no longer blurred, but gradually became clear, and the consciousness that was about to dissipate began to be pulled back abruptly.

   "He came alive." Yang Xiao said: "It's just that this is short-lived. Once your dark shadow leaves his body, he will die immediately."

   "I understand, this state will not last long." Yang Jian said.

Under the invasion of ghosts, Sun Rui couldn't even wake up, he could only keep sleeping.

  However, Sun Rui's body stood up at this moment. Although he closed his eyes and looked dead, he could walk like a normal person.

  This is the ghost manipulating Sun Rui's body.

  "I should leave here, there are still things in the post office that I need to deal with." Yang Jian said.

Yang Xiao did not stop but said: "Bring back that ghost painting, everything here will be different. I hope you don't forget about it. There is no such thing as doing what you can and doing your best. This is something that must be done. Things, I can feel that everything outside has become very bad."

  He stared at Yang Jian's face which was seven to eight points similar to his own.

  Because he understands that Yang Jian even understands the ghost dream information so clearly, it means that there was a big problem in his lifetime and he had to count on other people.

  According to Yang Xiao’s character, he would not think that Yang Jian is a good candidate for succession, and it is even impossible for his future relatives to set foot in this business. Now Yang Jian’s appearance can only explain a more important reason to persuade him.

  What would that reason be, he still doesn’t know.

   But no matter what, he needs to show up, he needs to learn more, so he can't be trapped in the oil painting, he needs to play some role.

   "Don't worry, I will do this." Yang Jian nodded.

"Yang Xiao, you should believe that the current posterity, we are eliminated, we are all dead souls, we can only become a witness, not a participant." Zhang Xianguang walked over and said; "Don't put too much pressure on the posterity. "

  Yang Xiao did not reply to him, but just asked again: "Is your mother okay?"

  Yang Jiandao; "My mother is very good, now she is pensioned in her hometown, and has not remarried."

"Is it."

  Yang Xiao was silent for a moment: "Thanks to her, but also to you. I'm sorry, I can't do anything like this."

  "You have done enough~www.wuxiaspot.com~ said Yang Jian.

"That's good."

  Yang Xiao said: "Let’s go, I shouldn’t waste your time, there are still many things waiting for you outside, Zhang Xianguang is right, this era belongs to you, and I’m just a dead soul."

  Yang Jian nodded and left immediately, Sun Rui's body and Zhou Ze followed closely.

   "If I had such an outstanding offspring, I might have got rid of the curse here long ago." Zhang Xianguang shook his head.

   "This is what worries me the most."

  Yang Xiao said, “You know, Yang Jian’s name wasn’t the first thing I thought of. It was told to me by the mysterious man surnamed Qin. The younger he is, the more outstanding he is, the more worried I will be.”

  Zhang Xianguang thoughtfully.

  He knew who Yang Xiao was referring to, whose surname was Qin.

   "So many years have passed, maybe that person is also dead." Zhang Xianguang then said with a smile.

  "People may die, but ghosts won't." Yang Xiao said.

  (End of this chapter)