Mysterious resurgence

Sure enough, things evolved into this, and even ordinary people began to realize the danger and terror shrouded in the haze of Dachang City.

It’s not surprising that Wang Bin’s family would make such a decision.

Yang Jian is not a stingy person. Even if others come to ask for help at their own risk, he will not refuse easily.

"Uncle Wang, Aunt Wang, you must understand that this place is not absolutely safe. I cannot give you any guarantee. Sooner or later, you will encounter danger here. I hope you can be prepared." Yang The path.

"Of course, of course." Wang Bin smiled.

As long as Yang Jian agrees, he can tell that although this community is a bit remote and far away from the city center, he walked around when he came at noon and found that many big bosses in Dachang City didn't know when they would gather. Got here.

Not to mention anything else, it can be seen just from the various luxury cars parked in the community.

"Then you guys sit down for a while. I have some things to do. If you need anything, go find Jiang Yan." Yang Jian said.

He didn't have the time to take care of other people now. He still had a lot of things to deal with. After exchanging a few words, he left it to Jiang Yan to arrange.

Fortunately, my relatives do not live in Dachang City, otherwise I would have to take care of even more people.

Because of running around for several days and taking some actions, Yang Jian's current condition is not very good. In addition to being tired, his body has also begun to be in a very subtle state.

This time, in order to use the ghost domain while being suppressed, the degree of stimulating the ghost eye's recovery was a bit deep, and it was already facing an uncontrollable point.

Although the balance is now restored.

But Yang Jian felt that he would definitely not be able to use Li Gui's power casually in the next period of time.

"It's a complete failure."

In the bathroom, warm water washed down, and Yang Jian couldn't help but sigh.

He looked at his body, and he didn't know when the skin in some places began to turn a little blue-black, especially on the shoulder next to it. The place where the ghost baby in the fourth stage had caught him left a clear mark. The incomparable black and blue palm print is exactly the same as the palm print on Wang Shanshan's wrist, only this one is bigger.

The presence of a palm print means he too is cursed.

"With my current situation, if I come into contact with the fourth-stage ghost baby, there will only be a dead end."

Yang Jian rubbed his bruised shoulders and looked at the blue-black palm prints that couldn't be washed away, with a heavy expression on his face.

"The curse has been imprinted on my body. Although it may be possible to get rid of it with the power of ghost eyes, I'm afraid I can't bear the cost of using ghost eyes now. Although there are no ghosts coming, it will be a matter of time sooner or later. But I have ghosts. Mirror, with the chance of resurrection."

Think of the ghost mirror.

Yang Jian looked at a small gold box placed next to the bathroom.

Contained inside is the dark brown human skin paper.

This human-skin paper recorded a very dangerous method of controlling evil ghosts. Before, he would never consider using this method, but now, any method is worth trying at the end of the road.

Including this.

He stared at this human skin paper for a long time.

I don't know why Yang Jian has a strange feeling.

The handwriting revealed on the human skin paper seemed to be secretly tempting me to move forward on the road it had paved.

It shows itself the future events, which it rejected at the time, but at a certain moment, the result is exactly the same as what it revealed.

Is it a psychological suggestion in scientific terms, or can it really predict the future?

Or... it can control your future.

"Let's rest for a few days, build a safe house, and find an escape route, and then think about other things." Yang Jian finally withdrew his gaze and did not look at the human skin paper.

Although this thing is very weird, there are actually not many people who know about the existence of human skin paper.

Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan and other surviving classmates have all seen it, but they didn't think much about it. Jiang Yan has also seen it.

But this thing must not be seen by Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming has done a lot of research on ghosts. He even went so far as to modify the files for a ghost coffin to ensure that the news would not be transmitted abroad. This means that the existence of ghost coffins is likely to have the ability to change the current situation, but this human skin paper is even more special. So far it is the only ghost that is harmless and temporarily beneficial to the user.

Just when Yang Jian was worried and troubled about the future.

now.

In the hospital building where they had operated before.

"Bang~! Bang~! Bang~!"

The haze shrouded the hospital in deathly silence, and the sound of some kind of metal collision and knocking could clearly be heard in the hospital.

The sound is one after another, not urgent nor slow, like a machine working, and the rhythm never changes. Anyone with experience in this field can judge that this kind of frequency is definitely not something that humans can create.

If you follow the sound deep into the hospital, you will eventually find the source of the sound on the sixteenth floor of the hospital.

This is a ward, one with half a wall missing.

The knocking sound was still ringing, and it seemed to be getting louder, and the sound quality also changed slightly. From time to time, there was a clicking sound, as if something had been deformed by the knocking, or even broken.

I don't know how long it took, but the sound of metal tearing was heard.

The banging sounds in the darkness stopped.

Everything seemed to be calm again, and the hospital once again returned to deathly silence.

In the ward where the source of the sound was located, an extremely strong golden box had become shapeless at this moment, and the door of the box that was originally sealed was completely opened at this time.

There was nothing inside.

I don't know when a vague figure suddenly appeared. It stood motionless in front of the glass wall next to the ward.

No, it's not that there's no movement either.

The lower jaw of the humanoid silhouette in the dim light is squirming slightly, as if a person is chewing something, somewhat reluctantly, but with relish. I don’t know what kind of food is so chewy, but it seems that I can’t chew it thoroughly. .

Suddenly.

Something fell from the thing's mouth.

Like food scraps.

But after it landed on the ground, as the black and blue haze rolled around, a gap was revealed, and you could clearly see that it was a black, curved nail. I don't know if it was an illusion, but the remaining knuckles on the nail were twitching slightly. few times.

About half an hour passed.

The figure on the glass wall stopped chewing, probably eating something, and then stretched out his hands to fetch a piece of clothing from the side.

It was an ancient shroud that was not modern in style. It looked like something only an old man would wear when he was buried.

The thin body didn't seem to match the dress, but the man seemed very satisfied and put it on carefully and slowly. After putting it on, the man showed a weird smile on the glass wall, and the reflection through the glass was vague. It can be seen that this man has a row of ferocious teeth in his mouth.

Everything is done.

"Tap, tap~!"

The sound of leather shoes walking on the floor tiles came as the man walked out of the ward and gradually disappeared into the dark corridor.

And in the place where it has been before.

A chewed-up, somewhat shapeless head rolled down from the bed next to it.

Through the dim light coming from nowhere outside the window, one could vaguely identify that the head seemed to be that of the dead Ye Feng.

His head rolled into the black and blue haze, and was finally swallowed by the haze.

When the haze cleared, the head also disappeared.

Nothing is left.

It’s just that the surrounding haze is getting thicker.

In the toilet of this ward, the body of Sun Yi, who had lost his lower body, was still lying here in the cold. His blood had frozen at this moment, and his dead eyes had not yet been closed, but he was destined to be forgotten, and would only die silently in the end. Rotting in this corner where no one sees it.

No one will come to collect the body for him, and no one will care about it.

Just like a broken arm left in the corridor outside the ward, although the gold watch on the wrist of the broken arm is still ticking, the owner of the arm has disappeared.

These mutilated corpses and the coagulated blood on the ground can prove that a horror unimaginable by ordinary people has occurred here.

And the terror continues.

Death still lingers over the city and continues to spread.