Mysterious Recovery

With no fear, Yang Jian grasped the weakness of the human skin paper. This is where he has a little advantage in dealing with this weird thing so far.

If you are in the midst of a supernatural event, this human skin uses the psychology of survival, and it is often the one who has the upper hand.

This is a dangerous game.

Yang Jian knew that once he lost, he might end up worse than Zhao Kaiming.

But the global eruption of supernatural events, everyone has no guarantee in the future, he left this thing only to give himself a little confidence in self-protection.

This time, the notes left by Zhao Lei stimulated Yang Jian, and he did not want that ghost to continue wandering outside as Zhao Lei for a moment.

That kind of weird thing must be imprisoned.

The conversation continued.

As night came, the fifth floor outside gradually became dim.

Yang Jian was not afraid of the dark, he turned on a lamp and sat at the table looking for answers.

The threat seems to have worked.

The leather paper that had recovered for a long time gradually changed again.

A line of writing came out: I didn’t know about Zhao Lei. It was too late when I found out. His current situation is very special. Although I wanted to help him, I couldn’t do it with my ability at the time. I can’t determine the ghost’s location effectively... but I believe that if I give me some time, there may be a way to find his location.

After that, three words appeared under this line of handwriting: One month.

Yang Jian looked black.

This person has a lot of nonsense, and it has to wait for a month on its own. After a month, Zhao Lei may have grown to an unknown height, and it is definitely not as easy to deal with now.

You need to know that the protagonist of the s-level supernatural event, Ghost Infant, has only grown up for less than two months.

And the most important point, that thing restrained his ghost eyes, he couldn't use the ghost domain in front of the red paper.

"Are you trying to procrastinate?" Yang Jian stared at the dark brown human leather paper with a cold face.

The handwriting on the human skin paper gradually began to disappear, and soon all the information was strangely erased, and calm was restored again.

"Your negotiation capital is not enough. I have completely mastered the headless ghost now, and then use the headless ghost to control the ghost eyes. Under this circumstance, the time for the ghost to recover will be greatly delayed. If I If nothing unexpected happens, you shouldn’t worry about Li Gui’s recovery in the next few years, or even ten years, unless the ghost is awakened from the crash again in the middle."

Yang Jiandao: "In other words, you are not a necessity to me right now. If you can't show enough value, I just threatened to bury your thing in the depths of 10,000 meters. It is not a joke."

After going through suicide by hanging himself, he feels that he has the capital to get rid of the demand for human leather.

Of course, what he didn't know was that when he hanged himself, it was also an opportunity for human skin paper, but this opportunity was missed, and Yang Jian did not bring him with him at that time.

"No matter what your thing is, whether it is the carrier of future information, or an unknown ghost, give you ten seconds to think about it. I can't get the information I want, so you are to me. There is no value, and I will bury you completely without hesitation." Yang Jian stood up, stared at this man's leather, showing enough strength.

After the survival problem is solved, many seemingly difficult choices can actually be solved.

So in this weird negotiation, he has the upper hand.

Yang Jian looked at the time on the phone and began to count down.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Five seconds later, the silent human skin paper appeared: "When I can't get the answer, maybe the second room in the old house in the Republic of China can give me everything I want."

An information guide appeared in front of Yang Jian.

The second room in the old house?

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly condensed.

I couldn't help but looked towards the back of the cell.

There is an old house in the Republic of China that is being renovated. There is nothing but three rooms in it.

In the last room, Yang Jian found a ghost mirror in it.

This is the root of his survival from the starving ghost incident, and it is also a weird item with extraordinary value.

But apart from the ghost mirror in the last room, there are still unknown secrets in the first and second rooms. At that time, he did not choose to explore, because Yang Jian felt that there was probably a great horror hidden there. , If you are not sure about it, you might get stuck there.

Caution is necessary.

"Speaking of the second room at this time, aren't you using the knife to kill someone?" Yang Jian couldn't help but have such a suspicion in his heart.

Human leather did not respond, and fell into a dead silence for the third time. All the information reminders disappeared, and no new information came out.

"Or...this piece of information is the limit you can reveal right now?"

There is no response after waiting for a long time.

Yang Jian feels that this threat does not have much effect. Human skin paper refuses to disclose more content. Perhaps it has felt that the advance disclosure of information cannot control Yang Jian, but will be used by Yang Jian to make this information stronger. As a result, he gradually lost control, unable to make Yang Jian become more dependent on human skin paper as expected.

"It looks like I can only get so much information, but add a piece of insurance and bury you first. In case I was really killed by you borrowing a knife to kill someone, you should be prepared to be buried for the rest of my life."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he put the leather paper away and put it in the box again.

From beginning to end, this man's leather still remained unchanged, and I wonder if this last threat is useful.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, Yang Jian has already planned to do so.

He opened the ghost domain and sent the leather paper directly to a depth of 10,000 meters below the ground, and then made a sign under his feet so that he could have a chance to take it out in the future.

"Take a trip to the old house tomorrow." Yang Jian looked at the sky outside.

Those who don't want to go over the night, think that they will wait until tomorrow morning, so that at least the vision is better, and there is no need to rely on ghost eyes to produce unnecessary waste.

"Yang Jian, who are you talking to? After dinner, I made a few dishes. I don't know if you like it or not." Zhang Liqin stepped up at this time and said.

She seems to plan to live with Yang Jian here.

"Okay, here it comes."

Yang Jian checked each room, and after seeing the strange things there was nothing unusual, he went downstairs in peace.

Check every day to avoid accidents.

"I'll take the car for you to fix it. It will take about three days, but it's not the original paint." Zhang Liqin said.

Yang Jiandao; "It's okay, it's almost done."

Just when he went to eat.

Deep in the ground, in the golden box that was 10,000 meters underground by Yang Jianfang, the human leather paper that had been silent for a long time gradually showed a line of writing: He was too cautious... After the opportunity, he gradually got out of my control. This is not a good thing. Maybe I should consider getting out of him.

The next day.

Yang Jian went out, and after some thoughts, he was going to follow the information on the human skin to go to the second room of the old mansion in the Republic of China.

Based on his current situation, he has some confidence, even if he encounters unknown horror, he won't be unable to parry him.

"Zhang Han, what are you doing here?"

Not long after going out, he watched Zhang Han strolling around with his wife in the community, but met a group of people who looked like news reporters for interviews.

Zhang Han seemed a little impatient, but he was caught up in the team of reporters.

"I said that I will not accept interviews. There are so many people in Dachang City. Ask others what you want to ask. I don't know anything." He refused to reveal any information.

The person who was interviewing with the microphone was thought to be a female reporter, dressed in a white shirt and delicate makeup, with a graceful figure and a very beautiful length.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm just asking you a few very common questions, I hope you don't avoid it?" The female reporter entangled her, reluctantly.

There is a camera behind him to follow along.

Zhang Han didn't want to answer any questions, because the reporter came up and asked some sensitive topics. Now that the big event has just ended, he doesn't want to make anything in front of the camera, so he keeps avoiding it.

Hearing what Yang Jian said, Zhang Han immediately said: "Yang Jian, you are here just right. Several groups of reporters have been coming to the neighborhood in the past few days. This is the most annoying group. Can you think of a solution? , After all, there are some issues that I can’t come up with."

"Isn't it enough to rush these reporters away, do you need my help? I happen to have something to go out." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Han walked over and said in a low voice: "These people came up and asked some special topics. They seemed to know something. They came for the starving ghost incident, and the people in charge of photography are foreigners. I think they have problems."

"Then they should be driven away." Yang Jian said.

"I know, but the camera is facing, if I do it, don't I expose the fact that I am a ghost master? If this video is spread like crazy, wouldn't it be bad." Zhang Han said.

Yang Jian said: "So you were scrupulous about this?"

Indeed, although supernatural events are happening more and more frequently now, and even the uproar of starving ghost events on the Internet has caused a great sensation, in fact, the overall situation has stabilized.

"Hello, gentleman, are you a resident here? I am a reporter from a certain radio station. I would like to ask you first, do you believe that the fog incident in Dachang City is really chemical pollution? Or is it really as rumored on the Internet? , Is this a supernatural incident?” The gorgeous female reporter pulled up and asked when he caught Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at the camera and motioned the foreigner carrying the camera closer.

"Quickly zoom in." A staff member said next to him.

Yang Jian said: "This is a private place. This community has not yet opened, so I hope you can leave here, otherwise I have the right to drive you away."

"This gentleman, the freedom of the press is the right of every country. I think the masses have the right to know the true face of this mysterious incident. If you don’t accept our interview, what keeps you silent? Could it be that incredible happened here? Is it a supernatural incident? Some online mysterious forums discuss that this incident in Dachang City was resolved by a special officer called the Ghost Eye Interpol. May I ask this gentleman if you have any understanding of this."

The female reporter is aggressive and doesn't seem to care if she will be rejected.

Zhang Han was right. When these reporters had questions, they asked sensitive topics at all. They didn't look like street interviews at all, but came to Guanjiang District with a purpose to investigate things.

Yang Jian didn't speak, walked over, grabbed the camera directly, and threw it tens of meters away, then slammed it to the ground and smashed it directly.

The abnormality of the body brings this incredible power, and it is not difficult to do this.

"Oh no." The tall foreign man carrying the camera exclaimed.

"Why did you break our camera?" an accompanying staff member exasperated.

Yang Jian calmly said: "I will bear the loss. You quote a price and ask my accountant to pay you back, but I hope you will leave here before that. I won't repeat this again."

"Faced with the reporter's inquiry, this gentleman smashed our camera with anger and anger. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? What terrible content is hidden behind the fog incident in Dachang City? Why is everyone right? Keep it quiet? I’m reporter Susan and I’m continuing to report for you."

The female reporter took the recorder and continued to report by voice.

"It's annoying, right." Zhang Han smiled helplessly on the side.

"It's really annoying. Are the reporters so dedicated now? But I can still use the charge of obstructing official duties to expel you, if you still insist on the interview." Yang Jian directly took out the pistol and gave a warning to the sky.

"Bang~!"

The gorgeous female reporter named Susan in front of her was startled, but the foreigners behind her cursed Xie Te and hurriedly took out the weapon from her waist.

"Oh, when will reporters be qualified to be equipped with guns?" Yang Jian laughed when he saw this.

If a reporter is really a reporter, he can only scare them away. If you don't really do it, after all, ordinary people don't need to waste energy.

But it's different when these people directly drew out the gun.

This is definitely not an ordinary news team.

"Look at how fast you guys are drawing guns. They are much more professional than me. They are trained. They look a bit the same as the mercenaries I have been in contact with before... a team of well-trained people, With one or two amateur journalists, such a combination, I have good reason to suspect that you are spies." Yang Jian glanced at it.

There were five people in a group, three of whom had drawn guns. The other two people seemed to have little experience and were so scared that they squatted on the ground with their heads in their arms.

"As soon as the danger in Dachang City was lifted, did some forces stretch in their hands?" Yang Jian said, but immediately smiled again; "No, that's not right, if you really want to explore intelligence, you don't need to be equipped with it. Weapon, this kind of crappy mistake will not be made, let me guess."

"You are equipped with weapons to prevent danger, and there seems to be only one danger in this Guanjiang community... the ghost eye detective who lives here?"

"So, the real reason is that you used interviews to cover up, in order to reach out to me? Collect my information."

He made bold guesses while observing the expressions of these people.

The result did not disappoint him.

The expressions of the three people who touched the guns changed instantly.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding. Someone wants to invite you to a dance party. We are here to send you an invitation. Without using the identity of a reporter, we can't operate in Dachang City."

The foreigner carrying the camera had an ugly face and spoke in unspoken Chinese.

"What's your name? Chinese is pretty good." Yang Jian said.

"Terry," the foreigner said.

"Bang~!"

Yang Jian shot directly, and a bullet flew out against his crotch.

"Sorry, my marksmanship is not very good. I wanted to aim at your foot, but I missed it. I am not interested in prom~www.wuxiaspot.com~ because I don’t know how to dance, so I can only refuse your invitation. But I have to send you another invitation. Are the prisons in Dachang City interested in learning about it?"

Terry was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to draw a gun to fight back, but he abruptly stopped this impulse.

This person doesn't seem to mind being pointed at by a gun.

Sure enough, it was someone who had been possessed by the devil.

"Sir, you should understand, it is good for you." Terry said.

Yang Jian said: "If you lay down your weapons and surrender, I might be kind to you, otherwise, the next bullet may appear on you."

Although he understands that certain forces want to get in touch with his own ideas, why can't he make a little formal invitation, so that he is sneaky and loses his identity, don't they know?

"I thought it was really a reporter. I came here for a long time. Then there is nothing wrong with me. You can do it yourself. I have to go to eat early." Zhang Han prepared to leave with his frightened wife.

"Are you not going to help me?" Yang Jian looked back.

Zhang Han said: "Help you collect the corpse? Please, my wife is still watching. Let's solve this small matter by yourself."

After speaking, he left without looking back.

Dealing with a few ordinary people, let alone Yang Jian, I'm afraid that any ghost master will not put them in their eyes. These people are obviously ready to plant here when they come into contact with Yang Jian, otherwise they will not send them. A few of them are insignificant.

"There's really no way, I called the police." Yang Jian decided to call the police.

There is something to find the demon demon spirit.

He believed that these people had a certain amount of intelligence value, and asked Team Liu to interrogate them. 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~