Mysterious Recovery

"It's really a difficult and supernatural event. If the ghost cannot be dealt with today, after tonight, tomorrow I will most likely be drawn into a nightmare."

In the silent room of the old mansion, Yang Jian slowly stood up.

His eyes were gloomy, and he felt the horror of this supernatural event.

You know, the ghost that enters the nightmare is not a complete existence. The danger in the nightmare is not too great. It is hard to imagine that once the ghost completes the puzzle, or retrieves its body, it will happen. whats the matter.

Ten years ago, did father and Qin Lao join forces to deal with this stuff?

Although it succeeded, it obviously paid a very tragic price.

Because his father was planted in the hands of this ghost, and disappeared from this world, leaving only a memory of the past in the world in the nightmare.

However, the specific experience, as well as the previous things, seemed that his father was reluctant to disclose.

"The separated corpse is the key to solving the nightmare." Yang Jian recalled those conversations in the dream.

He has to do three things.

Mark the corpse, splice the corpse, and then suppress the ghost to wake up until the corpse is more than half decomposed.

Yang Jian believes that this is through external intervention to influence the ghost in the nightmare, and then disrupt the balance, so that the dominance of the nightmare gradually leans towards a dog.

Just walked out of the room.

The door next door opened, but Jiang Yan was sweating profusely, standing there with tearful eyes watching him, apparently waking up from the nightmare just now.

"The dream just now scared me to death." Jiang Yan rushed over and hugged Yang Jian tightly.

Yang Jian remained unmoved; "It is enough for you to be alive, and you are not so courageous. If you are really scared, it is impossible to be so energetic at this time."

"Damn it, you stabbed me without hesitation in your dream." Jiang Yan said angrily, "Do you know that the knife hurt? I almost thought I was going to die. Really do it, without hesitation, I'm your girlfriend."

"I don't do this. The ghost is dead. The ghost has already come by. You can see the situation at that time." Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan curled her lips and said, "I don't care, I want you to apologize to me."

"I go to the account and withdraw one million as compensation." Yang Jian said straightforwardly.

"I don't want it." Jiang Yan refused very simply, seldom treating money as dung.

Yang Jian asked; "Then what do you want?"

Jiang Yan rolled his eyes, chuckled, and put his arms around the man's neck and said: "I want you to stay with me tonight. It seems that we haven't stayed together for a long time."

"Your self-recovery ability is really beyond my imagination. You almost died just now. Now you still have the mind to let me stay with you. You are really strong." Yang Jian said, "But this is very good. There will be no fuss about some weird things."

"But it's so late, where are you going if you don't sleep? Isn't the nightmare over just now?" Jiang Yan said again with a pitiful look.

Yang Jian turned to look at the village shrouded in the dark night: "A lot of people will die tonight. You can call Zhang Hua and let him send someone to deal with it after dawn. In addition, this nightmare won't happen again. The village has appeared. You can go to sleep with peace of mind. I'm going to deal with a ghost."

"Huh?" Jiang Yan suddenly disappointed, she said; "Then I wait for you to come back?"

"No, you can rest after the call. There is no danger around here," Yang Jian said.

"Then, okay." Jiang Yan let go of her hand regretfully, and did not interfere with Yang Jian to do business.

She felt that her time was not so good today, and she might have to find a better time. As for the thing that she was stabbed in her dream, she didn’t really blame Yang Jian at all. After all, she had saved herself several times. The man she trusts unconditionally.

Yang Jian didn't say much, and after asking Jiang Yan for the car key, he immediately set off and went downstairs.

When he came to the parking place in the village, he opened the trunk and found the corpse that was kept separately.

The body bag was also returned, just like the box. After all of it was opened, a stinking smell suddenly appeared on the surface.

A human head began to rot, and it decayed very quickly. It was still intact before, but it was already in a mess in less than a day.

That head is the corpse of Yang Jian's father.

"Has it already started?" Yang Jian's heart shuddered.

This phenomenon shows that the person is disappearing in the dream state, and the spiritual power is being deprived or transferred, so it affects reality. This human head has no spiritual power to maintain, and there is no way to keep the appearance of just dying.

In the end, it will decay as quickly as a normal corpse.

However, although the progress of the decay was fast, it stopped when the decay reached less than half.

"Are you waiting for the signal from my side?" Yang Jian pondered.

He laid the corpse on the ground.

A pair of pale dead legs, half of the body, and a strange-looking head, like a piece of facial features, does not count the decomposing head next to it.

At this moment.

The eyes of this strange dead man's head were strangely opened, just like a living man.

The eyes are dark and bright, but they have no emotions and look a little dull.

Yang Jian's face moved slightly.

He can foresee that once the ghost retrieves this body, the level of horror will be unimaginable.

The reason why the ghost hasn't fully woken up now is because the ghost is still engaged in a tug-of-war with that person in the nightmare, and can only fully wake up when the winner is determined one day.

"The ghost opened his eyes, which means the nightmare is over. When the ghost closes his eyes next time, the nightmare will come again."

Yang Jian looked at the rotting head next to him.

The head of that person had his eyes closed at the moment, which showed that the nightmare was not over yet. It was just the ghost that led the nightmare, who had become that person and had exchanged identities.

"You have to leave a mark on this corpse, a mark that cannot be erased. In this way, no matter how the ghost in the dream changes, the mark will exist. To do this, it is useless to rely on ordinary weapons. It needs something special"

Yang Jian pondered a little, and suddenly there was a strange rusty hatchet in his hand.

This condition is simply tailor-made for yourself.

If he didn't get this hatchet, it would be impossible for Yang Jian to harm the body of a ghost, even if he had already controlled three ghosts.

Holding this weird hatchet in his hand, after thinking a little bit, he stared at the hands of the corpse.

He used a hatchet to make two cuts in the pale back of the corpse's hand.

The intersection formed an "X" mark.

This mark is obvious and can be seen at a glance.

The hatchet was very blunt, and the blades were all curled, but when the corpse was cut, it was so sharp, as if it just hit the skin.

There was no blood under the pale skin, as if it had run out, there was only an indescribable weird flesh color.

But with the use of this hatchet, a curse appeared.

Two holes appeared on the back of Yang Jian's hand, and his blood flowed out, but he didn't feel pain.

But this situation is also expected.

He looked at the wound on the back of his hand.

The headless ghost under his feet was wriggling and entered the body. The wound healed quickly and the blood stopped flowing.

But the two scars are very difficult to recover anyway.

The curse of the weird hatchet is not simple. It is only temporarily repaired by the ghost. Over time, the wound will rot. If you continue to use this hatchet, Yang Jian will end up with the one in the Caesar Hotel. The same as a tall rotting corpse.

So this kind of terrible and weird thing must be used very carefully.

"This should work."

Yang Jian put away the dangerous hatchet, and then he found that the decay of the head next to him had intensified.

Yes.

Did not read it wrong.

Before, the outline and shape could be maintained, but now, the corpse water keeps flowing down, the flesh and hair on the face are constantly peeling off, and the stench comes on the surface, and soon the human head is no longer in shape.

"After the mark is done, all that remains is to splice the corpse. This requires the ability of ghosts." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

This seems to have been arranged in advance.

Without ghosts, there is no way to splice the corpse with normal methods. Even if it is stitched with needles and threads, you cannot let the corpse heal.

"After the corpse is spliced, there is a risk of awakening, and is it a coincidence that it needs to be suppressed with ghost hands afterwards?" Yang Jian felt that all this was like a well-designed one.

But he could not find a trace of being designed.

Because every supernatural event is unknown, it is only accidents that have the results today.

Even if a ghost master can predict the future, it is impossible to predict this far.

Have no idea.

There is no tangled in this issue.

The ghost shadow under Yang Jian's feet began to cover the separated corpse in front of him, and then began to splice the corpse using the ghost shadow's ability.

The corpse covered with ghosts was like a corpse alive at this time. The corpse was shaking, its hands and feet were lifting, twitching, and even began to twist in a weird posture on the ground. The cold breath began to diffuse.

This feeling was as if danger was about to appear, and it seemed that the ghost was about to recover.

Yang Jian stared at the corpse, and now the corpse hadn't been spliced ​​together, the reaction was so big, it can be seen that the ghost can't completely control the corpse, and can't suppress the corpse's actions.

Therefore, once the corpse is completely assembled, any accident may occur.

But the process has already begun, and of course it is impossible to stop.

The process of piecing together the corpse was not long, it was only less than a minute later. The corpse, which had not known how much effort it took to separate at the beginning, has now returned to its original appearance.

A strange man with weird facial features and incoordination, his skin was pale, without a trace of blood.

Now, it is no longer a corpse.

It's a ghost, a complete ghost.

Something strange happened.

The corpse on the ground slowly closed its eyes. At the same time, the head next to it had become more decayed. Now the hair and skin on the human head were rotten, and only a skeleton with some flesh and blood was left. Head, the people who watched this process were startled.

Yang Jian's face is as usual, and this situation has long been strange to him.

What he fears is the real ghost, not a rotten, abnormal corpse.

After the corpse closed its eyes, it seemed that everything had returned to calm, and those weird actions stopped.

But this situation didn't last long~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I don't know if it was twenty minutes or a quarter of an hour.

At a certain point in time, the corpse with weird facial features on the ground, the pale-skinned corpse suddenly sat up from the ground, the body was straight and stiff, and at the same time the closed eyes suddenly opened.

Those eyes have changed from before.

A strange look was revealed in the dullness, and at this moment, he turned slightly as if he was staring at Yang Jian next to him.

"Recovered so soon?" Yang Jian's expression changed suddenly.

He has been staring at the corpse and never left during this period, so he reacted as soon as there was an abnormality in the corpse.

Without the slightest hesitation, a black palm suddenly covered the head of the corpse.

The suppression of the ghost hand was formed.

The corpse with its eyes opened slowly closed again at this time.