Mysterious Recovery

"Just now I have set up a new file at the headquarters, the level is A, codenamed Room 301."

On a plane bound for Dachang City.

Li Yang took advantage of this incident to report to his work. Since this matter has not been completely resolved, it is very important to establish a file and divide the level of the supernatural event.

But if it is based on the loss of Dachuan City and Li Leping's situation, it would not be an exaggeration to classify this incident as S-level.

But because most of the things were resolved, only one ghost was left wandering in the Mingyue community. The S-level influence was too large, so I lowered the level by one level.

"The files established by the headquarters have little to do with us. Just report them. After all, this matter has been temporarily controlled." Yang Jian said.

The purpose of his asking Li Yang to return is simple.

Li Yang didn't enter room 301 himself, and he didn't know the situation there, so the really important information was all in Yang Jian's mind.

The information file he established is the most important.

"Room 301."

Yang Jian was sitting on the chair in the engine room with a drawing board in his hand. He didn't know where he found a pencil and quickly sketched on the white paper.

He didn't know how to sketch before.

But now he will, and there is a memory in his mind. There are many skills and methods about sketching in his memory.

As if I had learned it before.

He knew that this memory was not his, but a living memory stolen by the ghost head that invaded Dachuan City.

There is everything in those memories, one of them in the sketch.

The appearance of a room soon appeared on the white paper.

The walls, floors, tables, and many details are presented one by one.

Yang Jian feels that there are still many things in Room 301 that have not been found out, and there are still many secrets that have not been unearthed. He doesn't want to continue taking risks, so he just draws out the things in his memory and stores them in the file to avoid time later. It's been too long for myself to forget.

soon.

The sketch is complete.

Yang Jian sorted out the files, and then glanced at the coffin nail standing on the ground next to him.

The coffin is still nailed to the ghost.

The ringing of the music box in my mind will reverberate.

Yang Jian is now in a state of dying at any time. Whether it is an out of control ghost or a music box, it may take his own life.

In addition, the curse of the music box also has a time limit.

After a few days, when the curse is over, Yang Jian will die as well.

So there is not much time left for him to deal with difficult problems.

"If I want to survive, I must let the curse of the music box burst on the ghost, and let the ghost bear the curse of the music box. If it succeeds, the complete ghost is likely to crash again, and then my consciousness will come. Dominating all of this, at that time I could not only control the complete ghost, but also possibly have the music box curse."

Yang Jian looked at the small red lacquer box in his hand.

He could feel that the spiritual power inside was no longer there.

The box is just a carrier, and the real horror is the cursed ringtone of the music box.

Now that ringtone is in my mind.

Only when he died again, the cursing bell would return to the music box again.

Now it is useless even if other people open the music box, there is no sound at all, and it has no effect on ordinary people.

"So, the problem remains the same, how to ensure that the consciousness of living people does not disappear."

Yang Jian faced this problem again.

In the past, the consciousness was transferred by the spiritual position and spiritual photos. Now he has the spiritual position in his hand. If he transfers his consciousness, he needs a person to replace it.

The replacement person must be in the supernatural photo.

The camera that can take supernatural photos is still in the hands of the headquarters.

Of course, the supernatural camera is only a premise.

The most important thing is the success rate.

What if the ghost head's consciousness shifted with him?

When the curse of the music box is over, I will still die.

Now the situation is different from before. Yang Jian had only suffered one curse before, but now he has suffered two.

so.

The situation is different, the method of spiritual position transfer consciousness is no longer advisable.

"Of course, there is another way, and that is to do nothing, let the ghost invade your consciousness, and when the music box curse breaks out, as long as you are lucky, this curse may not kill me. If you don't move the ghost, it will replace it. Block the outbreak of the curse yourself."

Yang Jian still has a bad idea.

It's still a bet.

After all, when the ghost is invading himself, he is also invading the ghost.

The entanglement of consciousness is mutual.

The curse of the music box will certainly be shared.

"Through integration into the consciousness of the ghost, and then the curse erupts, allowing the ghost to bear the curse and fall into a dead state, but there must be a safeguard to complete this plan, otherwise my consciousness may not be able to survive."

Yang Jian subconsciously thought of the ghost cupboard.

If the ghost cupboard transaction is completed, then he can ask the ghost cupboard to ensure that his consciousness is not dead.

When the curse erupts, he will be fine.

However, the ghost cupboard transaction has not yet been completed.

Yang Jian could not make a request.

"I have a last resort substitute, human skin paper."

finally.

At this moment of death, Yang Jian once again remembered the dangerous human skin that could reveal information.

Human skin paper may reveal information and methods.

But Yang Jian did not dare to say how dangerous it contained.

But at that time, even if he knew it was dangerous, he would definitely try.

If you don't try, you will die. There is still a chance to try.

Which way to choose is obvious.

While thinking, the plane had landed at the airport in Dachang City.

Compared with the deserted and weird urban environment of Dachuan City, Dachang City is obviously normal.

The flow of people shuttles, bustling and bustling.

Although it still can't compare with the previous one, his complexion is already very big, especially after Yang Jian became the captain, more people were attracted to Dachang City. Although this matter is confidential, it can't stand the spread of information.

A city where a captain settles is very attractive to many people.

The flow of people at the airport has proved everything.

"You have a good rest these days. I have something to do. I will talk about the post office after I get back." Yang Jian said to Li Yang before getting off the plane.

Li Yang nodded, he knew that Yang Jian was going to deal with his own situation.

Although worried that Yang Jian might not be able to deal with it.

But he still didn't ask about it, because it was useless to ask. If Yang Jian was really gone, many things would be meaningless.

"Then captain, pay attention." Li Yang just reminded.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen." Yang Jian replied flatly, not knowing whether he was comforting him or comforting himself.

soon.

The two separated in the airport.

Li Yang left by car, but Yang Jian used Ghost Domain to leave.

In fact, he could also use the ghost domain to rush back from Dachuan City, but because he needed some time to think about countermeasures, he didn't do so.

Yang Jian appeared directly in the Guanjiang District of Dachang City.

The black shadow at his feet is still being nailed to the coffin.

The restrictions on ghosts have not been lifted to avoid taking back control of the body by ghosts.

"Go to Wang Shanshan to find the ghost boy and retrieve the human skin paper." Yang Jian thought very directly. His figure disappeared again, and then appeared in the old house in the community that had been renovated in the Republic of China.

After the old house was renovated, it became one of Wang Shanshan's villas.

She lives here.

There is a tall fence nearby, and ordinary people can't get in at all.

It is afternoon, and the sun is still bright.

Yang Jian appeared in the courtyard of the ancient house, bathing in the sun falling from the sky, his whole body was still cold, and there was a rotten corpse odor around him.

A fair-skinned, elegant young woman was sitting at the desk in the bright and tidy lobby at the moment, looking down at a book.

"Are you going to die again?"

Wang Shanshan noticed the appearance of Yang Jian, she raised her head slightly, there was no expression on her white face.

Like an iceberg girl, she has no emotions.

"Did you feel it?" Yang Jian said motionlessly.

Wang Shanshan didn't speak, but raised her sleeves slightly, revealing her snow-white arms, with a strange red eye peering around.

The red eyes have not been completely formed, only outlines, no solids.

It looks like a ghost eye, but it doesn't reach the point of a ghost eye.

"Ghost Eye is resurrected, is even you affected?" Yang Jian understood what was going on at a glance.

He opened the seven-layer ghost realm and nothing happened, it was because of the curse of the music box and the complete ghost.

But Wang Shanshan was different. She was also corroded by the supernatural power of ghost eyes, so the feeling would be particularly obvious.

"I can already see things." Wang Shanshan closed her eyes and shook her arms.

The eyes on his arms are staring at Yang Jian.

Strangely, Yang Jian could also feel the line of sight from that eye.

"Nothing will happen, I can handle it."

Wang Shanshan covered her eyes on her arms and said, "You are more serious this time."

"I know, that's why I said something to you." Yang Jian said flatly.

The two were three years of high school classmates, but now because of the lack of feelings, they are indifferent like enemies.

In fact, they knew in their hearts that the two had a good relationship after experiencing so much.

It's just a lack of feelings and can't express it.

"So you are here to find Guitong this time?" Wang Shanshan knew Yang Jian well and guessed his purpose.

Yang Jian said: "Yes, and I will disappear for a few days to deal with my own problems."

Wang Shanshan stood up and walked in front of Yang Jian. Ignoring the smell of corpses emanating from Yang Jian, she stretched out her white and slender palms and touched Yang Jian's cheeks: "Anyone in this city can die~www. NovelMTL.com~But you can’t, because you are Yang Jian."

"Of course, I am Yang Jian, and I will not die." Yang Jian forced a smile.

Cold and numb.

Wang Shanshan stopped talking. She put down her palm and glanced at the corner next to her.

A weird child in a dead man's shroud stood there barefoot, tilted his head slightly and looked at this side. There were no pupils in a pair of red eyes, which gave people a strange and evil feeling, which was frightening.

Yang Jian looked at the big golden bell on Guitong's neck.

What's inside is human skin paper.

This was the original method to prevent the human skin from getting out of control.

Because as long as the human skin paper dares to come out, the ghost boy will eat it in one bite.

Moreover, the ghost boy does not need to rest, and can disappear and stare 24/7, and there will be no time for laziness.