Mysterious Recovery

"This is an outdated plan."

After staring at this plan, Yang Jian made this judgment in his heart.

The conditions for this plan to be completed are very harsh.

It is necessary for both groups of people to reach the status of not being singled, and it is also necessary for one group of people to dare to sacrifice themselves.

Although the group of people who attracted ghosts away by lighting the ghost candles will not attack, they are destined to have no way to get out of this ghost realm. They will be followed by ghosts behind them all the time. As for why the other group of people can survive and be safe Yang Jian didn't know about his departure, and he needed to try it personally before he could understand it.

However, at the bottom of the human leather paper, a line of handwriting that seemed to be unfinished attracted Yang Jian's attention.

"Maybe I can think of a way to make that ghost misjudge the number..."

Yang Jian couldn't help but pause when he saw the last line.

Let ghosts misjudge the number?

What this means is that using a certain method to influence the judgment of that ghost, the number of ghosts that could have been suppressed was 8, but after being affected, can it be mistaken for 1?

Once this kind of wrong judgment is produced, the ghost will shoot at a single person instead of attacking others.

But how is this possible.

This is simply more difficult than getting together two groups of people.

"No, maybe it's really possible."

Yang Jian immediately denied the impossible idea in his mind, and then he realized what the human skin wanted to do by himself.

Use that blood-stained old newspaper to change the ghost's memory.

Only then will the ghost misjudge the number of ghosts.

"But, change the ghost's memory, is this reality?" Then, this doubt once again surfaced in my heart.

Not to mention the degree of danger of direct contact with ghosts during the memory change, but whether the blood-stained old newspaper has the ability to change the memory of ghosts.

Implanting memories into ghosts, altering memories, it's so unrealistic how to listen.

Do ghosts have memories?

Maybe there is, maybe not, but it doesn’t matter. What’s important is that ghosts do not act according to the memory they have done.

Even if it works.

Can the memory of this old newspaper change really affect a ghost?

Yang Jian didn't know, because he had never tried it. He only knew that this old newspaper was useful to people and also useful to ghost masters, but he had never tried it against a complete ghost.

"This won't be another trap on the human skin paper. It didn't say that I would use this old newspaper to change the ghost's memory, but it just asked me to think of a way to make the ghost misjudge the number." Yang Jian's eyes dimmed. Move, I think this may be a potential trap.

If one can't manage to lose the ghost rope, this old blood-stained newspaper will probably not be able to keep it.

In other words, the trap is not here, but in contact with the ghost.

To change the memory of ghosts, there must be a positive contact.

This is the most dangerous. If the action fails, it will bring about annihilation.

There are many places to hide traps, and Yang Jian is more jealous. He is a little confused whether this person's leather is really willing to help him survive this supernatural event, or he wants to hang himself here.

"Yang Jian, what are you looking at?"

Next to him, Zhang Lei found that he was silent all the way. He seemed to be holding a piece of paper and looking down, without paying attention to his surroundings at all.

"Nothing, I'm thinking about a way to get out of here alive. We can't solve this supernatural incident. It's already one of the biggest extravagances to survive. The same is true of the orders from the headquarters. It doesn't require us and That ghost fights, as long as it can survive."

Yang Jian slightly raised his head and grabbed the human leather paper in his palm, without letting others see it.

"If we gather enough people, we should be able to leave here, at least we don't have to worry about being killed by ghosts." Wang Jiang also leaned in and said in a low voice.

"Getting the number of people is only the first step in surviving, but don’t forget, we are still in this ghost’s ghost domain. It forms a weird special space, but it simply traps us in the training base and prevents us from going out."

Yang Jian scanned the surroundings: "If this situation continues for a long time, terrible things that we can't predict will happen."

"A ghost will not trap us in one place for no reason. Even if we gather enough people to avoid the ghost's law of killing, it is safe for the time being, but this balance will never last forever, as long as we If you continue to stay in this place, you may still be killed."

"Yang Jian's words are quite right. We can't stay in the same place with such a terrible ghost. Over time, who knows what accidents will happen." The woman named Huang Ziya said with worry.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

"Then have you thought of any way to leave?" Zhang Lei asked.

Yang Jian said: "Still thinking, it's more important to search for other people first. Ghosts are still killing people and growing. If we can't handle this first wave of attacks, it's useless to think about it later."

If the number of ghosts on their side is surpassed, then they will not even have the qualifications to contact ghosts directly. When all ghosts are suppressed, they have no means at all, and they can only let that ghost harvest. .

Everyone feels heavy.

The joy of escaping from the dead was quickly dissipated, and only a layer of death haze was left in the heart, lingering, making people feel suffocated.

But the desire to live drove them to do the right thing and seek the dawn of survival.

After all, the mental quality of ghost wielders who can come to the training base is still better than ordinary people. Otherwise, under the circumstances of despair, death, and terror, some people will collapse long ago.

Time is tight.

The search for other people is speeding up.

Because of the existence of ghosts, everyone cannot move separately. Faced with this empty training base, coupled with the severely obstructed vision, the search efficiency is very low. So far, no other than them have been found. The ghost rider.

So until now, they are still five people, and the number of ghosts is 8.

"Damn, where did the other people die? There is no movement at all. I have searched this area for half a circle, but I haven't found anyone else." Some people are already anxious, and the tone of voice is more not angry, but a kind of Inexplicable panic.

"If this continues, we are afraid that our situation will be very bad." Wang Jiang also looked a little disappointed.

Zhang Lei's stiff and pale face showed a slight anger: "Don't talk about these useless nonsense, we are all alive from the dormitory building, which shows that this supernatural event is not without a chance for us. As long as we work hard, we can definitely leave here alive."

He was comforting these people, and at the same time, he was also trying to suppress the ray of collapse.

"Look ahead."

Suddenly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ A Huang Ziya who was observing the surroundings pointed to the front nervously.

It was a concrete road with green trees beside it, but there was a pool of blood and a half-broken corpse in the middle of the road. There were many traces of human struggle beside it.

This is a ghost rider who has been killed.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes shrank, and there was a chill in their hearts.

The ghost came here not long ago, killed a single person, took the ghost from his body, and then left.

As a result, now the number of ghosts that can be suppressed has increased again, maybe 7 or maybe...8.

If it is the former, they still have a little breathing time, if it is the latter, if the ghost kills one more person, the five of them will be alone, and the result will be fatal.

"Yang Jian, is there any hope for us to continue like this?" Wang Jiang looked at him in horror, with a tone of despair.

Every time a ghost kills a person, they get closer to death, but they have made no progress so far. If this continues, death seems to have become a doomed end.

Yang Jian stopped at this moment, and he frowned slightly when he looked at the broken corpse.

He also had a foreboding that if he continued to compete with Li Gui, he and others would definitely die, and the speed at which they could gather other people was far less than the speed at which ghosts killed people.

"I can't go on like this, I have to change the way, otherwise everyone will die, including me."

He muttered to himself, and then looked at the human leather paper in his hand, and a dangerous plan emerged in his mind.

"Yang Jian, what are you talking about?" Zhang Lei asked again without hearing clearly.

Yang Jian didn't say much, just took out something from his duffel bag.

A white candle.