Mysterious Recovery

Some clues left by the owner of the ghost cabinet of the previous generation gave Yang Jian some reminders. Although the reminder was trivial, it also allowed him to break the deadlock and begin to understand the ghost cabinet.

Ghost~!

On the paper, a crooked black handwriting, I don't know what it was written with, revealing an ominous atmosphere.

It's hard to imagine that something in the ghost cupboard actually responded to Yang Jian.

"Can this thing really be able to communicate?" Yang Jian picked up the piece of paper on the ground, looked at it repeatedly, and found nothing special.

But his face was particularly solemn.

Even if it is human leather paper, he cannot guarantee that he will have the ability to communicate. Human leather paper is more like a guide for the holder. It is still a question of whether it can communicate, but this thing in front of him completely breaks certain boundaries and is proactive. Responded.

Stared at the dark cabinet door.

An inexplicable curiosity gave him the urge to open the cabinet door and take a look.

But during the last observation, a pair of eyes in the cabinet door made Yang Jian jealous.

It is certain that there is a ghost in this cabinet door.

He wasn't sure if opening the cabinet door would release the ghost.

"It's not sensible to open the cabinet door just because of my own curiosity and disrupt a certain balance. Since this thing has been placed here for hundreds of years and has been well preserved, let the cabinet stay like this, but this thing is made. If I respond, it means I can continue to have some kind of communication."

Yang Jian pondered a little, and wrote another sentence on another piece of paper: Can you communicate with me?

"This question is a bit silly." He thought for a while tore off the piece of paper, kneaded it into a ball of paper and threw it aside, then thought about it and wrote a new question: Can you help me find Zhao Lei?

He didn't ask too many irrelevant questions, but directly stated his purpose.

If this is really a ghost, then this is a good way to experiment directly.

After writing down the question, Yang Jian stuffed the piece of paper into the cupboard door again.

As in the previous situation, when the paper was stuffed in, there was a force of force. The paper seemed to be caught directly by something and disappeared immediately.

Ten seconds later, the paper fell again from the gap in the cupboard below.

Yang Jian picked it up and looked, his face suddenly became more solemn. Below his question, he wrote a sentence crookedly in black handwriting: Give me eyes, I give you Zhao Lei.

The eyes you do are definitely not your own eyes, it refers to ghost eyes.

This ghost cupboard means I want to exchange my eyes with Zhao Lei.

"Sure enough, this ghost thing is not so easy to get along with. The first request is that I need my ghost eyes. This is simply to come up and want my life. How did the original owner of this thing want to stay? It is so strange and terrifying. Things should be buried under the ground for 10,000 meters and never come out."

Yang Jian couldn't help cursing in his heart.

But then he saw some clues when he looked at the sentence in his hand.

What the words mean is, you give me eyes, and I give you Zhao Lei.

It is not to tell you the location of Zhao Lei, but to change the memory of being struck by a ghost, and even Zhao Lei, who is possessed by a ghost, directly gives it to you.

Assuming such a deal is concluded, what will Zhao Lei give?

This is a very worthy question.

And supposing that Zhao Lei is already a ghost now, how does this ghost cupboard send a ghost that is active outside to him?

This is the second question again.

Because in Yang Jian's view, this ghost cupboard does not have any factors to achieve the conditions.

"Unless... make a trading attempt." After thinking about it calmly, Yang Jian summed up an answer in his mind.

Of course, this attempt is not to trade with your own ghost eyes, but to change a question to see if the content of the transaction will also change, and if so, whether the changed conditions are within the scope of your own tolerance.

As long as he is within his tolerance, Yang Jian can start an exchange with this ghost cupboard.

Thought about it.

Yang Jian wrote a very simple request; "I need a bowl of fried rice with eggs, can you help me?"

"Give me a bowl of blood, I'll give you egg fried rice."

After the slip of paper was inserted, less than ten seconds passed, and there was a reply immediately, and a line of black words appeared twitchingly under his question.

A bowl of blood?

"Sure enough, the conditions have changed, and the requirements have also changed. I made the simplest request, and this thing still responded... but should this request be done according to what it says?" Yang Jian thought again. Up.

If you want to find out the mystery of this ghost cupboard, you must make such a transaction, unless he gives up continuing to explore this weird thing.

He is not reconciled if he can give up.

Because Yang Jian could vaguely foresee that this thing must contain very amazing value, which is greater than the value of Ghost Mirror.

"I should give it a try. I can’t turn my head back on the path of a ghost master. I’ll either bite the bullet and continue walking, or I’ll die halfway. I have to master as many secrets as I can. Everything I help should be explored and understood, just like human skin."

If no one, Yang Jian, had already died in the school, let alone the Huanggang Village incident.

"However, there is a huge trap in the content of this transaction. It says that it requires a bowl of blood but does not say that it needs my blood, and it does not even specify that it needs human blood."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and found some so-called consumption traps after thinking and pondering over this answer.

If ordinary people look at this answer, they might cut their wrists and let blood flow as soon as they gritted their teeth. If that's the case, they might be caught in the trap.

"Find a bowl of pig blood and try it with chicken blood. It shouldn't be dangerous." Yang Jian thought of this and immediately withdrew from the second secret room. He decided to carry out this bold experiment.

He believed that even Wang Xiaoming would do the same in this situation.

Use the most conservative way to obtain the largest information and intelligence, so as to make the most perfect plan for anything in the future.

"Let's go to the vegetable market, by the way, where is the nearest vegetable market?" Yang Jian walked on the road of the community, preparing to drive to buy a bowl of blood.

"Wow~!"

Just as he was passing by an intersection in the community, a large dog on the nearby green belt rushed out and barked at him.

"Which dog is this? Don't you know that large dogs are forbidden in the community? It doesn't matter if you bite me. What if you bite a child?" Yang Jian shouted, but no one responded.

It must be the unscrupulous dog owner who saw no one in the community and chose to raise them.

"Wow~!"

This big wolf dog is getting more and more ferocious, and he wants to rush to bite Yang Jian at any time.

At this moment, Yang Jian, with a pensive face, suddenly stopped and seemed to realize something.

A bowl of blood...Dog?

Yes, why do I have to go to the vegetable market.

Yang Jian suddenly turned his head and stared at the dog, his eyes beaming.

The big wolf dog had grinned and looked fierce and vicious. At this moment, it seemed to smell danger. After whining, he turned and ran.

After a while, Yang Jian carried a bowl of dog blood and walked into the second secret room with a smile.

He just walked in for a while.

There was movement in the ghost cupboard.

At this time, the door of the ghost cabinet opened automatically without wind.

"Huh?" Yang Jian's eyelids moved, and his expression became abnormal.

He always thought that this ghost cupboard couldn't be opened, so he didn't dare to move it. He didn't expect that this thing could be opened by himself.

"Does this ghost cupboard mean to let me put this bowl of blood in?" Yang Jian observed very vigilantly for a while and found that there were no other emergencies after the cupboard door was opened~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and there was no danger, immediately. Thought of the key to the problem.

As with the paper before, he carefully stretched the bowl of dog blood towards the cupboard door.

The other end of the bowl gradually sank into the darkness of the cabinet door. This process was very slow, and he was even ready to take it away at any time.

When the bowl was less than a third of the darkness, Yang Jian clearly felt that the other end of the bowl was held by something.

His face changed slightly, and he immediately retracted his palm.

Most of the bowl just floated in the midair of the cabinet door, then slowly retracted into the cabinet door, and disappeared in front of you in a blink of an eye.

"Crunch~!"

The sound of the old cabinet door echoed.

The door above the ghost cupboard was closed.

But at the same time, the door under the ghost cabinet opened.

The floor under Yang Jian's Ghost Cabinet is very normal. It is just an ordinary cabinet. It is covered with wood on three sides and painted with mottled paint. There is no darkness in it, and there is nothing weird. A great contrast.

However, what made him feel uneasy.

Inside the half of the cabinet door below, there is a bowl of egg fried rice. This bowl of egg fried rice even smokes, giving off a scent of food.

"How did this bowl of egg fried rice come from?" Yang Jian fell into deep thought.

The old wooden cabinet that has been sealed in dust for hundreds of years, a bowl of blood is exchanged for a bowl of egg fried rice, the key is still hot.

It's incredible.

Yang Jian brought out this bowl of egg fried rice, trying to confirm the authenticity of the item, but then he found a piece of paper pressed under the plate containing the egg fried rice.

There was a line written crookedly on the paper: Help me move the cupboard out.