Mysterious resurgence

"There are still two days left. If I can't find a way to solve the resurrection of the evil ghost within these two days, then I will have to go into the red coffin, and this is what Human Skin has always wanted to see. As a result, it can’t kill me now, so the best way is for me to disappear from this world.”

Yang Jian looked at the human skin paper in his hand and understood what it was probably thinking.

Ever since the last incident in White Water Town, when Human Skin Paper's plan failed, it seems to have become a little depressed. Most of the time it is very cooperative. Even if it has some thoughts, it is easy to guess.

But that time in Baishui Town was indeed dangerous.

He almost let this piece of human skin control the ghost boy.

"Besides lying in a coffin and surviving, is there any other way to solve the problem of my ghost's resurrection?" Yang Jian asked.

The large black twisted characters on the human skin paper quickly disappeared, replaced by a very familiar sentence.

"My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence, I have already died for the day. I still have two days left before my own evil ghost wakes up. Within these two days, I must find a way to survive. , although I have already obtained the red coffin from Taiping Ancient Town, it is not my first choice because I don’t want to live in the coffin.”

"I remember that I still had a pack of Chinese medicine in my hand. It was given to me by the drugstore owner. It is said that if you eat it, it can suppress the resurrection of evil ghosts. Although it cannot completely solve the problem, it should be able to prolong your life for a period of time, so I was desperate. Under such circumstances, I chose to take that packet of Chinese medicine at one o'clock in the morning."

"The Chinese medicine worked, and I successfully extended my life. However, the effect of the medicine was not as powerful as I imagined. It may also be because my own supernatural power is too strong. After taking the Chinese medicine, the recovery time of my ghost was only extended by twenty. God, I can live another twenty-one days.”

The message stopped abruptly here.

When Yang Jian saw the content above, he suddenly remembered that he still had a pack of Chinese medicine left.

However, taking the traditional Chinese medicine only extended the recovery of the evil ghost for twenty days, and the problem was still not solved. After twenty days, he would face the same situation again. When the medicine loses its effect, the recovery of the evil ghost would be even more violent, and he might even lie down. The coffins were useless.

Based on the understanding of human skin paper, its second method is likely to be a trap.

Therefore, Chinese medicine cannot be taken.

If you eat it, the red coffin will most likely fail and you will die.

If you don't eat, you may be trapped in the coffin now and unable to get out, just like Lin Yunhui.

Lin Yunhui was able to survive because her coffin fell into the ghost ship.

Relying on the ghost captain's supernatural restriction for decades, her own ghost fell into silence.

Therefore, Lin Yunhui's path cannot be copied. After all, the ghost ship has been driven away by Mr. Qin, and it is impossible for it to appear in this world again.

"The human skin paper is still as cunning as ever. Both methods seem to be useful, but in fact both methods are useless. The two methods even conflict with each other. It seems that they are constantly leading me to the road of death." Yang Jian fell into In deep contemplation.

"But such a trap is not clever, at least I can still see it."

Yang Jian then looked at the human skin paper in his hand again.

"Whether it's lying in a coffin or taking Chinese medicine, these are emergency measures. I won't choose either. Give me a method that can directly solve the problem of the ghost's resurrection. I know you have such a method, so don't waste your time on me. Tell me the method, and I don’t mind what traps you lay. If I fall into the trap and die, it means that you are more skilled. If I survive by luck, we can continue to battle wits and courage."

Yang Jian held the human skin paper and said.

He knew that it was very difficult to solve the supernatural recovery of the bus. After all, it was impossible to control this level of supernatural power. Yang Jian was able to control it for a short time only because the bus collided with the ghost ship and picked up a ghost. Cheap.

If he can pass this level, then Yang Jian will have enough confidence to face the next supernatural era.

The human skin paper seemed to have heard what Yang Jian said, and then the writing on it began to disappear quickly, and then new content began to emerge.

"Faced with the resuscitation of the evil ghost, I don't want to rely on taking a pack of Chinese medicine to delay my life for twenty days, nor do I want to lie in a coffin to survive. What I want to do is to solve the problem of the resuscitation of the evil ghost once and for all. Although it is difficult, I firmly believe I could find this method, so I started thinking and researching seriously."

"Thinking about research, thinking about research"

"The time has come to the next day, and I will die in less than twenty-four hours before the ghost revives, but I still firmly believe that I can find a way to survive in the remaining time."

"Countdown to life: twenty hours."

"I still don't have a clue."

"Countdown to life: fifteen hours."

"I started looking through all the files in the headquarters. Maybe I can find some opportunities from past supernatural events. After all, I am still the law enforcement captain and have the right to mobilize all resources of the headquarters."

"I failed. I didn't gain anything from checking all the files at the headquarters."

"Countdown to life: ten hours."

Yang Jian's face was very calm at the moment, watching the black writing on the human skin paper keep appearing and disappearing.

Obviously, this human skin is looking for a way out for himself.

However, the human skin paper has not been found yet.

"I couldn't find any supernatural power comparable to the bus, which made me realize that I might really die. I gave up searching and decided to lie down in a red coffin at the last hour. Even though I didn’t want to do that, it was probably the only way I could survive.”

"Countdown to life: five hours."

"I started to pack things and prepare for my death, because there was not enough time left for me to do anything."

"Countdown to life: three hours."

"While sorting things out, I saw a notebook, which recorded my life. Out of nostalgia for the past, I opened the notebook and recalled all my previous experiences."

"Countdown to life: two hours."

"I looked through my notes, and when I was reminiscing about the past, a familiar yet unfamiliar name appeared in my mind, Yan Li."

"This Yan Li was the first friend I made when I entered the supernatural circle. However, his end was very tragic. He was targeted by others, which led to the excessive use of supernatural powers and the resurgence of the ghost. Finally, he drove out of Dachang City alone, and finally ended up in Dachang City alone. He overturned and fell to his death on the side of a highway on the outskirts of the city, and the scene still contains a pool of blood formed by the resurrection of the evil spirit after his death."

"I went to that blood pool not long ago because I needed to use the supernatural power of the blood pool to cleanse the curse on the ghost scissors."

"Thinking of this, an idea suddenly popped into my head."

"Yan Li's ghost blood can not only cleanse the curse on the ghost scissors, but it also seems to suppress the ghosts. If I can control the ghost blood, can it help me suppress the supernatural powers on the bus?"

"Countdown to life: one hour."

"My life is like a candle in the wind. There is not much left. I am hesitant now. Should I enter the blood pool and try to control the ghost blood to survive, or should I lie down in the red coffin and survive? After some thinking, , I still came to the scarlet blood pool on the outskirts of the city."

"Countdown to life: thirty minutes."

"I made a choice. I decided to control the ghost blood to see if its supernatural power could resist the supernatural bus. But now I feel that the ghost is about to revive. I have no time to hesitate. I am arranging my funeral arrangements. Then he decisively jumped into the pool of blood."

"Life countdown: 0"

"My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence, my life or death is uncertain."

The writing on the human skin paper stopped here, with no follow-up, and no matter how many times I looked through it, no new content emerged.

Obviously, the human skin paper gave Yang Jian a plan to try to control the ghost blood.

But the final result of the plan is not even known to the human skin.

"Jump into the blood pool and harness the ghost blood?" Yang Jian's eyes couldn't help but flicker.

This scene seems familiar.

When had you ever seen such a scene?

By the way, it was when I was at the Spirit Exorcist Society in the island country.

The Ghost Exorcism Club in the island country has a supernatural projector that can play back the scene of a person's final death.

And Yang Jian's final death scene was his body floating in a pool of blood.

But in the subsequent prediction, there was another person standing next to the blood pool. That person was He Yuelian, who was wearing a red wedding dress and a red headband.

"The supernatural projector, the precognitive painting, and the human skin plan. All three point to the same thing. Is this my destiny?" Yang Jian couldn't help but closed his eyes.

He used to think that it was absolutely impossible for him to die in Yan Li's blood pool.

Now it seems that prediction is about to become a reality.

Because there are only three options in front of him, take Chinese medicine and wait for death, lie in a coffin and survive, or gamble with ghost blood.

Among the three options, taking Chinese medicine and waiting to die can be eliminated directly. Yang Jian's options are either to lie in a coffin and survive, or to gamble with ghost blood.

With Yang Jian's style, he prefers the latter.

Because once he lies in the coffin, he can never come out. As soon as he comes out, he will die immediately when the evil ghost revives. This means that he has blocked all the escape routes. Instead of surviving like that, it is better to take a gamble.

But in the picture of the supernatural projector, Yang Jian's final result was most likely a failure. He did not control the ghost blood, or it was useless to control the ghost blood, and he could not resist the bus's supernatural resurgence.

For a while.

Yang Jian fell into silence.

If he hadn't predicted it beforehand, he might still dare to take a gamble, but after seeing the prediction picture, he didn't have any confidence at all.

But then again.

In the precognition scene, we only saw Yang Jian's body, and there was no information to prove that he was definitely dead.

But if Yang Jian really jumped into the blood pool, wouldn't it prove that his fate had been predicted by the supernatural?