Mysterious Recovery

Sure enough, it turned out that even ordinary people began to perceive the danger and horror shrouded in the gloom of Dachang City.

It is not surprising that Wang Bin's family would make such a decision.

Yang Jian is not a stingy person, he will not refuse easily if others ask for a door at the risk.

"It's just Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang, you have to know that this place is not absolutely safe. I can't give you any guarantees. Sooner or later there will be dangers here. I hope you can be prepared in your heart." Yang Between.

"Of course, of course." Wang Bin smiled.

As long as Yang Jian agrees, he can see that although the community is a bit biased and far away from the city center, when he came around at noon, he went around and found that many big bosses in Dachang City didn’t know when to gather. Here it is.

Aside from other things, the luxury cars parked in the neighborhood can be seen.

"Then you sit for a while, I still have something to work on, if you have any needs, you can go to Jiang Yan." Yang Jian said.

He doesn't have the mind to take care of other people now. There are still a lot of things to deal with. After a few exchanges, he will let Jiang Yan make arrangements.

Fortunately, those relatives of my family do not live in Dachang City, otherwise there are more people to take care of.

Because of running around for several days, coupled with some actions, Yang Jian's current state is not very good, in addition to fatigue, his body has also begun to be in a very delicate state.

This time, in order to use the ghost domain while being suppressed, the degree of stimulating the ghost eye's recovery was a bit deep, and it was already facing an uncontrollable point.

Although the balance is now restored.

But Yang Jian felt that he would definitely not be able to use Li Gui's power casually for a period of time.

"It's a complete defeat."

In the bathroom, the warm water washed down, and Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh.

He looked at his body and wondered when the skin in some places began to show a little bit of bluish black, especially the shoulders next to him, where the ghost infants in the fourth stage were caught, leaving a clear picture. The incomparable black palm print, this palm print is exactly the same as the palm print on Wang Shanshan's wrist, but this one is a little bigger.

The appearance of the palm print meant that he was also cursed.

"In my current situation, there is only a dead end if I come into contact with the fourth stage ghost infant."

Yang Jian rubbed his bruised shoulder and looked at the cyan palm prints that couldn't be washed away, his face was heavy.

"The curse has been imprinted on me. Although it may be driven away with the power of ghost eyes, I am afraid that I cannot bear the cost of using ghost eyes. Although there are no ghosts to find it, it will be a matter of time, but I have ghosts. Mirror, there is a chance of resurrection..."

Think of ghost mirror.

Yang Jian looked at a small gold box next to the bathroom.

Inside was the dark brown human leather paper.

This man's leather paper recorded a very dangerous method of controlling ghosts. He would never consider using this method before, but now, any method at the end of the road is worth trying.

Including this.

Stared at this human leather paper for a long time.

I don't know why Yang Jian has a strange feeling.

The handwriting revealed by this man's leather paper seemed to lure himself to the paved road.

It showed itself the future. It was rejected at the time, but at a certain moment, the result was exactly the same as its revealed result.

Is it a psychological hint in science, or it can really predict the future.

Or...it can control your future.

"Let's rest for a few days, build the safe house, make the escape route, and then consider other things." Yang Jian finally retracted his gaze, not looking at the leather paper.

Although this thing is weird, there are actually not many people who know the existence of human leather.

Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan and other surviving classmates have all met, but they didn't think much about it, Jiang Yan also met.

But this thing must never be seen by Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming’s research on Li Gui is very deep. He even changed the archives to make sure that the information is not transmitted to foreign countries. This means that the existence of the ghost coffin is likely to have the ability to change the current situation, but this person’s leather paper is more special. So far it is the only ghost that is harmless and temporarily beneficial to the user.

Just when Yang Jian was worried and troubled about future things.

now.

Inside the hospital building where they had acted before.

"Bang~! Bang~! Bang~!"

The haze shrouded, and the sound of metal collisions and beatings clearly echoed in the silent hospital at this moment.

Just make a sound, don't slow down, just like a machine is working, the rhythm has never changed. Anyone with experience in this area can judge that this kind of frequency is definitely not something human can create.

If you follow the sound deep into the hospital, you will finally find the source of the sound on the sixteenth floor of the hospital.

This is a ward, a ward lacking half of the wall.

The knocking sound is still ringing, it seems to be louder and louder, and the sound quality has also changed slightly. From time to time, there are cracks, cracks, and it seems that something has been deformed by the knock, or even broken.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a sound of metal tearing.

The knocking sound in the dimness stopped.

Everything seemed to be calm again, and the hospital returned to deathly silence again.

In the ward where the sound source was located, a strong golden box was now out of shape, and the box opening that was originally sealed was completely opened at this time.

There is nothing inside.

I don't know when a vague figure appeared suddenly, standing motionless in front of the glass wall next to the ward.

No, it's not that there is no movement.

The lower jaw of this dim humanoid silhouette is squirming slightly, as if a person is chewing something, somewhat reluctantly, but with relish, I don’t know what is being eaten so bite-resistant, it seems that it can’t chew. .

Suddenly.

Something fell from the mouth of that thing.

Like food scraps.

But after falling on the ground, as the surrounding black and cyan haze rolled, a gap was revealed, and it was clear that it was a black, curved nail. I don’t know if it was an illusion. The remaining knuckles on the nail twitched slightly. few times.

About half an hour passed.

The figure on the glass wall stopped chewing, probably eating something, then stretched out his hands and fetched a piece of clothing next to him.

It was an old shroud that didn't look like a modern style. It looked like an old man would wear it.

The thin body doesn't seem to match this dress~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But this person seems to be satisfied and wears it carefully and slowly. After wearing it, this person shows a weird smile on the glass wall. Through the reflection of the glass, a row of hideous teeth can be seen vaguely in this man's mouth.

Everything is done.

"Tap, step~!"

The sound of leather shoes walking on the floor tiles came, and the man walked out of the ward and gradually disappeared into the dark corridor.

And the place where it had been before.

A somewhat shapeless head that had been gnawed rolled down from the hospital bed next to it.

Through the dim light that didn't know where it came from outside the window, it was vaguely recognizable that this head seemed to be the dead Ye Feng before.

The head rolled into the black and cyan haze, and was finally swallowed by the haze.

When the haze dissipated, the head disappeared.

Nothing is left.

It's just that the surrounding haze is more intense.

And in the toilet of this ward, the body of Sun Yi, who had lost his lower body, was still lying here cold. The blood was frozen at this moment, and his dead eyes were not closed yet, but he was destined to be forgotten, and in the end he would only be silent. Rotting in this corner that no one found.

No one will come to accept the body for him, and no one will remember.

Just like a broken arm left in the corridor outside the ward, although the gold watch on the broken arm's wrist is still ticking and ticking about, the owner of the arm has disappeared.

These incomplete corpses and the solidified blood on the ground can prove that an unimaginable horror has occurred here.

And the terror continues.

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