Mysterious resurgence

Dealing with human skin is like dealing with ghosts.

And unlike ordinary ghosts, the existence of human skin paper is not dangerous, but it can save lives at critical moments, making it easy for people to rely on it.

Having it is like getting a plug-in when playing a game, which can save you from desperate situations.

But Yang Jian believes that there are no ghosts in this world who help people for free.

The human skin paper must be planning something, or it is using itself to achieve its requirements step by step.

Swallowing a ghost is the first step.

As for the second step, the intention of this human skin paper, it has not been revealed yet.

"Do you think you have a problem with me after I locked you up for a while? If you continue to be passive like this, your usefulness will be gone. Swallowing a ghost shouldn't be enough to satisfy you, otherwise You have begun to recover a long time ago." Yang Jian stared at the human skin paper and said to himself.

The handwriting on the human skin paper still hasn't changed, it's still the same line of words.

It seemed that at this moment it became unable to communicate again.

"How about we seal you in a box, weld you to death, and throw you into the deep sea?" Yang Jian squinted: "I'm not very confident about you anyway."

The next moment, the writing on the human skin paper began to disappear.

It was as if it had been wiped away by some force, and then new handwriting appeared again.

"I went to the third room, saw the ghost mirror, and took it away because I knew that mirror had an incredible ability."

The handwriting broke at this point, and then the bottom line of big words appeared: "It can resurrect the dead."

What?

Can you resurrect the dead?

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly shrank, and he stood up suddenly, staring at the human paper: "This is impossible."

From the birth of the supernatural event to the present, no one can be resurrected from the dead, at least according to the information he has received now, it is impossible.

Then the handwriting changed again: "As I thought, true resurrection is impossible. It is just resurrection in a certain sense, and it requires paying a certain price. This price is to release a ghost in the mirror."

"Resurrection in a sense?" Yang Jian then began to ponder again.

What does this sentence mean?

Isn’t that considered a true resurrection?

As for the cost of resurrection, Yang Jian seemed to think that it was either big or small.

If a person is really destined to die, even if it is to release a ghost in exchange for a chance to survive, it is worth it.

Thinking of the group of ghosts that might exist in the ghost mirror, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel an inexplicable palpitation.

Is this trying to take advantage of people's desire to survive and personally unleash this terror?

Or is this a trap, a trap set by human skin?

However, although the human skin paper is weird, some of the things revealed are relatively real.

"You can't believe it completely, and you can't disbelieve it either." Yang Jian thought to himself.

Then, another line of words appeared on the human skin paper: "As for the other two rooms of that ancient house, I think they should be completely sealed. There are two unknown horrors there. Once the door is opened, it will lead to extremely terrible things. disaster, I am afraid of it."

"You won't let me open the doors to the other two rooms? I'm afraid you're just lying."

Yang Jian believed in his own judgment.

The original owner of the house was willing to leave certain things in the room in preparation for one day seeing the light of day again.

If the ghost mirror can really resurrect people, it will be a huge help to ghost controllers.

But, is it just that?

Yang Jian felt that the human skin paper was still hiding something,

And during the time he was asking about the human skin.

Outside Guanjiang Community, a whole motorcade came.

The motorcade did not drive into the community, but stopped outside the community.

As soon as the first car stopped, two men got out.

One was a very young man wearing a suit. His face was unnaturally pale, and his eyes revealed a bit of gloom: "Is this here? Yang Jian's residence."

This person is no one else.

It was Wang Xiaoqiang from Xiaoqiang Club.

The club was almost closed down by Wang Xiaoqiang last time. Now let alone the new members, the remaining members are not willing to come to the club again.

Yang Jian's deterrence has been formed.

The ghost master who controlled two ghosts will not die, and others will no longer dare to work for the club.

"Yang Jian has an ability that has been confirmed, and it should be the ghost realm. This is one of the unsolvable abilities in the Li Gui file. The remaining ghost is unclear. Ye Feng, do you have a solution?" Wang Xiaoqiang looked to the side. A man.

The man was less than thirty, mature and steady, wearing a thick coat, with a somewhat unruly look on his face.

"The ghost realm is indeed very difficult to deal with. If he wants to save his life, I can't deal with him." Ye Feng lit a cigarette and said bluntly: "You can only take it by surprise, otherwise your action this time is destined to fail. If Wang Yue If I'm here, I'm 70% to 80% sure that his ghost rope can trap the ghosts, including other ghost masters."

"With his cooperation, even ten ghost realms will be finished."

Wang Xiaoqiang said: "You are a real person, I believe what you say, but don't forget, my brother is a professor, the first person in the country to engage in research on supernatural events. This time I came to the institute to bring something, which is very important to me this time." The action was very helpful.”

At this time, Ye Feng saw Wang Xiaoqiang holding a golden suitcase in his hand.

Is idiosyncratic.

"What new product has Professor Wang developed?" Ye Feng asked with a smile: "The ghost candle is very good. It can avoid being attacked by ghosts. You won't get one, right?"

"It's a controlled item. I can't get it without a certain permission, but it's almost the same. It's a derivative of Guizhu."

Wang Xiaoqiang opened the suitcase.

There was a finger inside.

This finger was long, thin, withered, and the black nails were extremely hideous. Judging from the joints of this finger, the proportions were seriously out of balance. It was definitely not the finger of a living person.

"Derivatives? I think they are failures."

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he felt the strangeness of that finger.

"Failed products and successful products are similar. The only difference is that one is controllable and the other is uncontrollable." Wang Xiaoqiang said: "But does the uncontrollable have any impact on us?"

"You are really vindictive."

Ye Feng smiled teasingly: "In order to avenge a personal grudge, I sabotage the overall situation here. If the higher ups find out, you will be the first to be dealt with. The priority level is even higher than that of supernatural incidents. How can it be said that Yang Jian is also in contact with the headquarters? We are very close, and I heard that he is very likely to become the next person in charge of Dachang City.”

Wang Xiaoqiang said coldly: "Don't worry, he can't be the person in charge. Because of me, he is dead."

"I don't care, you are responsible for anything that goes wrong anyway." Ye Feng shrugged, not feeling burdened.

"Let's go, take action."

A group of people immediately walked into Guanjiang Community.

Swaggering, no attempt to be sneaky.