Mysterious resurgence

An unfinished passage leads directly to the basement of a rough villa.

All around are scattered building materials.

Below this inconspicuous villa is a safe house that has been completed in a hurry.

A room made of gold, steel and concrete, although not large, could barely accommodate nineteen people.

At this moment, the nineteen lists have been confirmed. Zhang Xiangui and several family members have begun to enter the safe house one after another. In addition to his family, there are also Zhang Han's family members, two special security personnel, Wang Xiaoming , Jiang Yan et al.

"Zhang Wei, come here and keep this thing for me. If I die this time, give it to Wang Xiaoming." Yang Jian pressed his voice and stuffed the box containing the human skin paper into Zhang Wei's hand.

"What is this?" Zhang Wei was stunned for a moment.

Yang Jian said, "You have seen that piece of human skin paper in school last time."

"Okay, okay." Zhang Wei nodded solemnly.

Yang Jian said: "If you are not sure whether I am dead, then give this thing to him on the ninth day after you enter the safe house. If I live, I will come back."

"This is the key to my villa in the city center. You know the location." Zhang Wei handed over a key: "We are the only ones left in the class. You must not die. , I want to take you to eat chicken in the future."

"Just do your best, I'm leaving."

Yang Jian accepted the keys and left Guanjiang Community in a pickup truck belonging to Zhang Xiangui's company.

He didn't intend to do such a dangerous thing here, otherwise if he failed, the whole community would die, so he planned to go to Zhang Weina's home in the city center to do it.

It can ensure that no one is there, and it can also ensure that it is quiet enough that no one will disturb you.

"Yang Jian, he's gone."

On the upper floor of a building in the community, Wang Bin's family stood at the window and watched Yang Jian's leaving car lights.

"Shanshan should really be asked to ask Yang Jian for a few places. They have all entered the safe house, but our family stayed outside. Is this so unfair?" Wang Haiyan next to her said regretfully.

Wang Bin said: "We are not qualified. Didn't you see who are the people who entered the safe house? Rich people worth billions, others are the builders of the safe house, and there are also internationally important professors, talents under key protection by the country. , a ghost master like Yang Jian."

"How can ordinary people like us get involved? It would be great if we can be kept in the community."

"How could that Jiang Yan get in? Isn't it because she hooked up with Yang Jian? Our Shanshan is no worse than her?" Wang Haiyan said.

Wang Shanshan, who had a cold face and pale skin, said: "If he dies, I will die too. I don't need to enter the safe house."

"If our whole family is to die together, I really want Shanshan to ask Yang Jian for a place. Who will get in then?" Wang Bin sighed.

However, their family was not the only one who was left outside in the community. Many of Zhang Xiangui’s relatives were also left outside. Zhang Han only chose a newly born child from among the family and carried him in. There are so many important people in Dachang City. For political officials, Yang Jian only gave three places.

Two of the spots are two special personnel with strong determination and excellent skills.

Why were two special personnel brought in? In addition to protecting Wang Xiaoming, there was also the need to maintain law and order in the safe house.

In short, there are sacrifices on each side.

And now in the villa.

The lights were dark, leaving only Zhang Liqin in this empty building.

She stood at the door and watched Yang Jian leave. She was stunned for a long time, with a bit of worry and confusion in her eyes.

It seemed that she no longer knew what to do after Yang Jian left.

Unknowingly, Zhang Liqin has relied on this man too many times. Deep in her heart, she has regarded Yang Jian as the only light in despair. Just like a drowning person grabbing the last life-saving straw, no one can save him. Be willing to let go.

It has nothing to do with feelings, just the biological survival instinct driving her to make a decision.

Maybe the same is true for Jiang Yan.

In this operation, Yang Jian only brought the ghost rope and the ghost mirror on the back of the pickup truck.

It was originally a desperate decision. Yang Jian even put down the human skin paper this time. If he died, the thing would fall into Wang Xiaoming's hands. With his mind, he might be able to get more useful information from the human skin paper. , but what is certain is that Wang Xiaoming will be more radical and bold when using human skin paper.

But this kind of thing has nothing to do with Yang Jian now.

On the road, the vehicle bumped and knocked away several terrifying figures.

But Yang Jian had no expression on his face and had no intention of stopping. He even heard some people's desperate calls for help, but ignored them or even looked at them.

Soon, he came to this silent and luxurious community.

The vehicle drove directly into the courtyard of Zhang Wei's home, knocking off the courtyard door.

Yang Jian got out of the car, lifted the ghost mirror from the car, and walked into the house.

The ghost mirror was covered with a layer of black cloth and did not transmit light. He placed the mirror in a vacant room on the second floor of Zhang Wei's home and placed it against the wall to prevent it from being accidentally knocked over.

Another cabinet was moved and a fully charged mobile phone was placed here. Because the mobile phone camera has a night vision function, although the view is not very clear, Yang Jian and everything in the house can still be seen.

The mobile phone connection is successful.

now.

In the safe house, Wang Xiaoming was sitting on the ground against the wall. He felt a vibration on his cell phone, his face immediately condensed, and he immediately looked down.

He saw Yang Jian's figure in an empty room. The camera was shaking and seemed to be adjusting its angle. After the camera was adjusted, he saw another mirror.

A mirror in the style of the Republic of China was covered with a piece of black cloth, leaving only some of the mirror's brackets exposed.

"What on earth are you going to do?" He asked in his mind.

After Yang Jian placed the mobile phone and made sure that the camera would not interfere with the mirror, he felt relieved.

He closed the curtains in the room, moved all other irrelevant things out of the room, then closed the door and locked the safety.

Sitting in front of the ghost mirror covered by black cloth, Yang Jian was silent for a long time, and finally took out an object wrapped in gold foil from his pocket.

Inside is an old straw rope.

This is the ghost rope obtained from Wang Yue. Ordinary people can no longer control this thing because it is already in a state of recovery.

However, compared with other ghosts, this ghost rope is not particularly difficult to deal with. As long as it is restricted in time, it will not cause great harm. However, if left unchecked, this ghost rope may be able to hang people in a city.

Without immediately untying the gold foil wrapped around the ghost rope, he first tied one end of the thing to the chandelier in the room.

Tried the weight, it's ok.

The decoration quality of Zhang Wei's home is excellent and it should not fall down.

Then, Yang Jian put the other end of the rope around his neck to ensure that he would become the first target of the ghost rope. If he didn't do this, it would be embarrassing if the thing was released and escaped.

"The order should be correct." Yang Jian thought to himself, and then walked to the ghost mirror.

The ghost mirror covered with black cloth is harmless to humans and animals.

But only Yang Jian knows how evil this thing is.

Possessing the ability to resurrect people from the dead, as a price will release a ghost of unknown level in the ghost mirror.

As something suspected to be left behind by the ghost masters a hundred years ago, it appears in modern times. No one knows what its existence means.

At this moment, although Yang Jian was nervous, he did not flinch.

Now that we have come this far, we have no choice but to go on.

He made an OK gesture towards the phone camera, then stretched out his fingers to prepare for the countdown.

"Three~!"

"Yang Jian wants to hang himself?"

Wang Xiaoming watched Yang Jian's series of weird movements. When he put the thing that was suspected to be a rope on his head, even the thickest person understood what he was going to do.

"No, it's not a simple suicide. The rope was wrapped in gold foil. It was a imprisoned ghost. There was something weird about the mirror that couldn't see the front. It was definitely not an ordinary mirror, otherwise Yang Jian wouldn't have done it on purpose. Put it in front of you.”

"Is the mirror a ghost? It doesn't look like Yang Jian imprisoned the mirror, and the mirror has been quiet during this period."

The arrangement of all this was completely unclear. No matter how smart Wang Xiaoming was, he could not guess what Yang Jian was going to do.

If it was just a simple suicide by hanging, there would be no need to prepare so much.

"Two~!"

Yang Jian made another gesture.

However, at this time, his movements paused, and it seemed that the satellite positioning phone rang.

"Yang Jian, it's me, Liu Xiaoyu. Your actions have been approved by the superiors. Vice Minister Cao Yanhua said that whether your actions fail or succeed, all consequences will be borne by the country. You can do it without any worries. The psychological pressure, by the way, do you need to talk to your mother on the phone? I can connect you at any time." Liu Xiaoyu's voice came.

"I understand. You tell my mother that everything is fine with me. Also, if I didn't contact you after the phone call was hung up, don't connect without permission. Maybe a phone call will kill me."

Yang Jian suppressed his voice because he was not sure if there were any third-stage ghost babies around.

"Okay, then, I'll leave everything in Dachang City to you." Liu Xiaoyu said with a bit of heaviness and respect.

Yang Jian didn't reply to her but hung up the phone directly, then threw the satellite positioning phone behind him.

"One~!"

He gestured the last number in the direction of the camera, and then he suddenly pulled off the black cloth covering the ghost mirror.

"Come on, let me see if I can climb out of hell and become a demon."

Yang Jian was roaring in his heart, and there was only a madness in his eyes that was gambling with fate.

When the smooth and bright ghost mirror shone on his whole body.

The terror has officially begun.