Mysterious Recovery

Ghost mirror.

Yang Jian didn't even know if he could define this thing as a ghost, but it was like human skin paper that was harmless on the surface, but in fact lurking in the dark.

The mirror hit him but did not show the shadow of Yang Jian.

The inside of the mirror is blank.

But all this is under consideration, it takes a while for the ghost mirror to leave a shadow of a person.

And within this little time, Yang Jian had to do some of the remaining things.

He first controlled the ghost to enter his body, and at the same time, he untied the gold leaf entwined on the ghost rope.

The two things are done at the same time, ensuring that you will not be controlled by the ghost and unable to unlock the ghost rope, causing the progress to be different and silly to death.

For this time, Yang Jian didn’t sleep last night and kept thinking about today’s actions, so he was extremely cautious, not to let any detail go wrong, even for fear of reflective things on his body, specially borrowed Zhang Xiangui’s black suit. When worn on the body, even the camera of the mobile phone has been adjusted to avoid contact between the lens and the mirror.

now.

Only Wang Xiaoming in the safe house knew what was happening here.

At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone in his hand shows that after Yang Jian uncovered the black cloth covering the ghost mirror, he stood in the middle of the room and untied the gold leaf wrapped around the rope around his neck. At the same time, there was a tall black headless behind him. Ying stood up slowly.

The black shadow stood strangely behind Yang Jian, motionless.

"The headless shadow is the ghost controlled by Yang Jian. Is he in control? Or is he out of control? Yang Jian now wants to untie the rope? This is completely suicide. The rope is definitely a ghost. The first one to limit will kill Yang Jian, he

The current state cannot withstand the attack of the ghost. "

"He will either die from the resurrection of the ghost now, or he will die from the straw rope."

Wang Xiaoming's eyes are changing, and his research can completely tell that Yang Jian is now entering a dead end and will soon meet two mortal conditions.

He couldn't figure it out, why did Yang Jian reverse this mortal situation?

In the past, the probability of survival of less than 20% in Yang Jian's mouth did not exist at all. In this case, the probability of survival was zero at all.

If this can survive, unless **** descends to the world, the Buddha descends to the earth, the Bodhisattva manifests...Of course these are impossible.

"Now... the only thing that can reverse this mortal situation is the mirror. He chose to hang himself in front of the mirror for a reason, but he didn't want to show me the mirror completely, no. No, if he really wants to do this, he can completely change the angle that cannot be photographed. There is no need to let me know the existence of the mirror." Wang Xiaoming frowned deeply.

"The only possibility is that he is taboo. He doesn't dare to look at the mirror with the camera."

Seriously watch every detail in the video, not letting go of any weird places, ropes, headless ghosts, mirrors...the people who hang themselves in front of the mirror.

The information seemed to have no connection, but Wang Xiaoming vaguely felt that a strict line was being formed between them.

It's just that this line lacks the support of a corresponding piece of information and it is impossible to understand at all.

"I look forward to you more and more now, Yang Jian." Wang Xiaoming felt an unprecedented sense of anticipation in his heart.

Yang Jian did not stop.

The headless ghost behind him could still barely be controlled, but he already felt the restlessness of the ghost revival in his body at this moment.

I don't know if it's the ghost who can't wait to recover.

"It doesn't matter." Yang Jian ignored the restlessness. He felt that before the ghost in his body recovered, he would definitely finish the matter in front of him.

Then it's resigned to fate.

"Here~!"

Suddenly.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in the bright ghost mirror in front of Yang Jian.

A vague figure came slowly from the depths of the mirror.

The horror of the ghost mirror began to appear.

The figure in the mirror was very small at first, only as big as a thumb, and appeared in the middle of the mirror, but as the figure continued to move forward, the figure moved further away and became clearer.

At first, Yang Jian only saw a black vague outline in the mirror, but when the man walked halfway, he could already see the facial features and height.

Going forward, when the person in the mirror is about two-thirds covered, even the clothes style can be seen clearly.

This is a man wearing a black suit, dark complexion, stiff body, and his facial features are exactly the same as Yang Jian.

The person in the mirror came facing Yang Jian in this way, as if he was about to come out of it in a moment.

Yang Jian’s face was solemn. He knew that the figure in the mirror was actually a ghost. Once he looked in the mirror for a long time, he would be replaced by the ghost in the mirror. Come out of trouble in this world.

"Start."

No more hesitation.

At this moment, the image of the headless ghost behind him slowly sank into his body like a thick fog.

Cold, numb, and stiff.

With the invasion of the headless ghost, Yang Jian felt that a large area of ​​his back had completely lost consciousness.

It's like... already dead.

With the infiltration of the headless ghost, Yang Jian felt that his blood had stopped flowing, his legs and feet lost their vitality, and even his heartbeat disappeared in the end.

Except for the head, everything else was considered dead and became a corpse.

When he lost control of his arms and dropped from mid-air.

The last piece of gold leaf wrapped on the ghost rope was torn off by him.

now.

The ghost rope began to recover.

In just a moment of effort, Yang Jian felt the rough noose around his neck tighten suddenly, as if he had a pair of invisible hands tightening the rope desperately, and his entire neck was about to be strangled, and At the same time, the body was invaded by the headless ghost, the blood flow stopped, the heartbeat stopped, and a strong sense of suffocation poured into his mind.

Dizzy, almost black in front of my eyes.

"Hey, hey~!"

Although Yang Jian was ready to hang himself, his instinct to survive when this moment came was really stimulating him to struggle and get out of trouble.

But the body no longer belongs to him, but belongs to the headless ghost.

He could only make a gurgling painful sound, and his body was like a hanging corpse, with his hands and feet hanging down weakly, swinging slightly in the air.

At the same time, of course the people in the ghost mirror have completely filled the front mirror, and its figure, appearance, and dress have become exactly the same as Yang Jian.

As Yang Jian was hung up, the person in the mirror slowly rose, his neck raised and his hands and feet hanging down.

It mimics the appearance of Yang Jian when he hangs himself.

At this moment, Yang Jian was not dead, and his face showed an expression of incomparable pain. This feeling of being hanged alive and suffocated to death was finally realized at this moment.

There has been confusion in consciousness.

I can't see clearly in front of me.

At this moment, the brain is struggling to think.

Already dying...

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds, one minute, two minutes...

The painful time felt very, very slow, but as time passed slowly, Yang Jian felt less painful and his consciousness was quickly lost.

About four minutes or so, Yang Jian closed his eyes, and there was no movement, and the shoes on his feet fell to the ground with a clatter.

However, according to scientific calculations, he should have passed out due to lack of oxygen in his brain, and it is not a real death.

But the ghost rope hanging still continued.

It is impossible for anyone to let him down at this time, so his death is a foregone conclusion.

"died?"

Wang Xiaoming, who was watching this scene through his mobile phone, was now surprised.

He thought that this situation would change, and there would be some turning point in the middle.

However, no.

Yang Jian hanged himself as a normal result.

Through the mobile phone, Wang Xiaoming can confirm with certainty that Yang Jian has lost the vital characteristics that a person should have. His heartbeat has stopped, his fingers have stopped moving, and various parts of his body have begun to harden.

The characteristics of death came a little faster.

But this does not affect anything.

"Why is he going to die like this? Will there be some change that I don't know about, or will Yang Jian have failed." Wang Xiaoming stared at the screen steadily.

Ten minutes have passed since hanging up.

Yang Jian still did not move.

For twenty minutes, there was still no movement.

One hour passed.

It has been completely confirmed that Yang Jian is dead now, completely dead, and there may be a chance to be rescued after hanging up for ten minutes, but after hanging up for so long, Yang Jian is now a dead person.

Wang Xiaoming stared at the screen of the phone for more than an hour. At this moment, he couldn't help but think that the change he did would not happen. Yang Jian was really dead. He failed.

After all, he had only a less than 20% chance of survival before.

In other words, the possibility of death is very high.

"Did you lose the bet?"

Wang Xiaoming rubbed his sore eyes and sighed weakly in his heart.

But he did not put down the phone, still watching.

He wouldn't put down the phone until the battery on Yang Jian's corpse hadn't run out.

Only after seeing the end can a conclusion be reached.

So many days have passed, not bad these few hours.

However, one and a half hours later, Yang Jian in the video has not moved yet, his hands and feet are still hanging weakly, and the whole person's face is hung in the air peacefully.

Two hours later, it is still the same.

The corpse didn't move, and the whole room seemed to be still. People who didn't know thought they were staring at the screensaver of the phone.

And in the place that Wang Xiaoming's mobile phone can't see.

In the ghost mirror.

The person in the mirror also hangs in the air as if hanging himself, his hands and feet hanging down, his face is serene.

The appearance and movements have already overlapped with Yang Jian.

According to the rules of the ghost mirror, Yang Jian who died at this time should be resurrected in the ghost mirror, just like Zhang Wei at the beginning, appearing in the mirror after death.

but.

The figure in the mirror did not move, and Yang Jian's corpse outside the mirror remained silent.

The ghost that controlled Yang Jian's body did not move, and even the resurrected ghost rope did not move.

It's just that the quietness of all this is just a superficial phenomenon.

In fact, in the darkness that cannot be seen, the battle between ghosts and ghosts has begun ~www.NovelMTL.com~ If ghosts want to seize Yang Jian's body, they must first pass the ghost rope level.

The ghost rope dangles Yang Jian's corpse, and the ghost cannot be controlled at all, and this potential contest begins.

Therefore, the recovered ghost rope seems to have lost its power. Even if it is released, there is only one. If it is in peacetime, the ghost rope should be densely hung in the sky.

It seems that there is no change, but the change has already appeared.

The ghost rope was suppressed.

Among Yang Jian's corpses, ghosts have already gained the upper hand.

To suppress the ghost rope of recovery, the power of the headless ghost is not enough.

At this moment, a black shadow began to appear on Yang Jian's corpse inexplicably, and it became more dense, as if it was about to turn into darkness.

The headless ghost began to recover.

"Tick~!"

However, three full hours after Yang Jian hanged himself, a drop of dark ink dripped from his toes.

The video did not capture this because the angle was not enough to capture all aspects.

This drop of thick ink seemed to be part of the body of a headless ghost, which was forcibly separated by some force.

Ghost mirror joined.

Yang Jian was already dead at this time. According to the current situation, he should start to resurrect.

However, the existence of ghosts prevented all of this. In order to operate this law normally, getting rid of the ghosts in Yang Jian's corpse became the first thing.

"Has the body been moved a little earlier?"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that Yang Jian's corpse hanging in the air had a slight deviation from his previous position.

The deviation was not obvious, but he was vaguely aware, after all, staring at it for so long. I want to talk about "Mystical Recovery" with more like-minded people. WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Literature", read novels, talk about life, and find friends~