Mysterious resurgence

A full seven days have passed since Yang Jian disappeared.

A lot can change in seven days.

For example, the scope of the fall of Dachang City is getting larger and larger, extending from the city center to almost the entire city.

The whole city was shrouded in darkness and smelled of death.

During this period of time, I don’t know how many people died in the darkness, and I don’t know how many desperate and terrifying things happened, but there are still survivors in every corner of the city.

Because it was just seven days ago.

When Wang Xiaoming saw the changes in Yang Jian's body, he felt that he saw a glimmer of hope. He chose to disclose the changes in the three-stage ghost infants and broadcast them throughout the city through the actions of the Ghost Controller Headquarters.

Although there was a power outage.

But there are still people in the urban area. After all, the terror occurred not long ago, most people are still alive, and some rescue operations can be carried out.

Even after paying a heavy price, the broadcast still sounded throughout the city and was spread through various methods, asking the surviving citizens to find a place to hide, not to look, not to make any sound, and not to touch the thing.

This allowed many citizens to survive.

But this is just drinking poison to quench thirst.

Seven days passed. With water, electricity and food shortages, people could not hold on for long.

Even if they are not killed, they will hide in a corner and die of hunger or thirst.

"Is there no news yet?"

In the command center outside Dachang City, Cao Yanhua slammed the conference table. He was getting more and more irritable day by day. As the observer in charge of Dachang City, there was no news from the liaison officer.

"Yang Jian, maybe he failed. His satellite positioning phone has not been touched. If he succeeds, he will definitely reconnect. I have arranged for three operators to guard Liu Xiaoyu 24 hours a day. "

Zhao Jianguo looked a little haggard. Although he didn't want to believe the result, the facts were in front of him and he had to feel desperate.

Yang Jian tried his best to solve this supernatural incident alone with less than 20% chance. To be honest, he admired this kind of spirit and courage.

"How is Professor Wang doing?" Cao Yanhua was silent for a moment and said through gritted teeth.

Zhao Jianguo said; "The safe house plan is very effective. Professor Wang is very safe inside. Yesterday, something inexplicable knocked on the safe house for three hours late at night, but he finally chose to leave. The gold blocked everything. Those evil ghosts seemed to know There’s a target inside, but you can’t get in.”

"However, the safe house was not completely built and lacked the support of supporting facilities. In addition, the number of people entering the safe house reached the limit, so..."

"In two days at most, the safe house must be opened to replenish supplies. However, once the safe house is opened, no one can predict the horror it will cause. After all, there are still fourth-stage ghost babies and source ghosts in Dachang City. , once they encounter them while replenishing supplies, the situation will be very dangerous."

"But if Professor Wang can survive this crisis and enter the safe house again, he can survive until rescue arrives."

The rescue also used some weird and terrifying method to take Wang Xiaoming out of Dachang City alone.

As for others, they can only give up.

"It's not the worst."

The special operations captain Li Jun on the side said with a stern face: "The time that the survivors in the urban area can endure has reached the limit. If there is no way to reverse the situation within these few days, the casualties in Dachang City will increase rapidly. , and eventually it gradually became a dead city. When the time comes, this place will fall and become the first large city to fall in the world."

"Maybe we have to consider the worst outcome." Cao Yanhua's face looked particularly ugly.

The worst result is to seal off the surrounding area of ​​Dachang City, evacuate the area, and set up a restricted area. At the same time, we will monitor it closely to prevent this thing from spreading as much as possible.

But doing so would be equivalent to giving up Dachang City.

But, how long has it been?

From the appearance of supernatural events, to the rapid increase in number, from being still controllable, to gradually losing control, and now it is no longer as simple as gradually losing control, but has evolved into a catastrophe. This starving ghost incident is just one of the symptoms. , there were several signs that popped up before, but they were luckily extinguished by people from abroad.

at the same time.

In Dachang City.

In the room where Yang Jian hanged himself.

Yang Jian, who had come back to life, was standing in front of the ghost mirror with a somewhat stiff body. His body was facing away from the ghost mirror, but his head was facing the ghost mirror. He looked weird and terrifying.

His head was twisted a full 180 degrees, and it was not a temporary twist, but the entire head seemed to have fallen off. Even medical methods could not fix it unless the entire spine was changed.

But such an operation would definitely lead to death.

Yang Jian's figure was not reflected in the ghost mirror. Maybe he was no longer a human, but a ghost.

The ghost mirror cannot reflect the ghost's shadow, because it would not comply with the rules of the ghost mirror. It only resurrects people, not ghosts.

And there is no need to resurrect ghosts, because ghosts cannot die.

The smooth and bright ghost mirror was not empty. A blackened palm fell under the mirror.

Not outside the mirror, but inside the mirror.

Yang Jian looked in the mirror for a moment, then raised his hands.

Half of his hands were warm, and half were cold, stiff, and covered with corpse spots.

Because the resurrection was not complete enough, Yang Jian only resurrected half of his body. There was a human in front of him, but a ghost behind him.

The raised hands were now holding his head.

"Click, click~!"

With slight sounds, he slowly straightened his head towards his back.

His hands were black at the moment, as if they were covered by something, with a layer of black shadow that lingered.

Just like that, Yang Jian forcibly adjusted his head half a turn and snapped it back.

He didn't seem to feel anything wrong, but was very calm and calm.

After resurrecting from the dead and controlling the terrifying ghosts, Yang Jian gained a lot, but he also seemed to have lost a lot.

"It's time to leave."

Yang Jian spoke slowly, and his voice had no echo, which made people feel a little creepy.

He picked up the black cloth and covered it on the ghost mirror, then took it with him to leave.

But as soon as he left, the ghost rope around his neck grabbed him.

Yang Jian took a look and stretched out his hand to pull it off from his neck.

The ghost rope that was tightly strangling his neck was forcefully torn off, and a deep strangulation mark on his neck was clearly visible.

The ghost rope seemed unresponsive when it fell into his hand. It seemed to have lost its strange ability and also fell silent.

But Yang Jian knew that this ghost rope did not exist.

It's just that this thing is very calm when it is in his hands, but once it is separated from him, it is another terrifying ghost.

After all, the only one who can deal with ghosts is ghosts.

Accompanied by the sound of a car starting up.

Yang Jian drove a pickup truck and took the ghost mirror with him, leaving the community and preparing to return to Guanjiang Community.

He didn't start looking for the source ghost.

There's no chance of winning that way, but you probably won't die either.

Because the source ghost is the real ghost.

According to the plan, even if it succeeds, Yang Jian will only have the capital to contact the source ghost. It will not be the same as before, and he will only have to escape. If he wants to solve it, he must implement the second step of the plan.

But before that, he wanted to see how the people who had stayed in the community were doing and whether they were dead.

"Woooo~!"

From residents on a certain floor in Guanjiang Community, suppressed cries came from here.

They are Wang Bin and Wang Haiyan.

There was a body placed in front of them, covered with white cloth, and two candles were lit next to it. A faint light was emitted in this hazy place, making the surroundings look particularly gloomy.

Anyone in such an environment would be scared to death.

But Wang Bin and his wife are not shy or afraid.

Because the corpse in front of them was their dead daughter, and to them, who had already seen real ghosts, this was nothing.

His daughter's body will not harm him, and there are more terrifying things lingering outside.

"I will carry my daughter's body down for cremation later. I can't put it down anymore, or it will rot if I put it down anymore." Wang Bin was silent for a long time and made a decision.

"No, it's too dangerous outside. The food and water we have stored can still be used for more than a month. Don't take risks." Wang Haiyan cried while holding her husband's hand, not wanting him to take risks.

Wang Bin said: "Then we can't just watch our daughter's body rot here? Don't worry, I won't make a sound or provoke those things. It should be fine. There is diesel oil prepared by Mr. Zhang outside. I cremated my daughter's body. Just come back."

Although he was trembling and afraid.

But his duty as a father does not allow such a tragic thing to happen, and he must do his last duty even at the risk.

"That's it."

Wang Bin didn't want to hesitate any longer. He was a successful person with strong self-control. He knew that the longer he hesitated, the easier it would be to shrink back. Only by working hard could he get things done.

Soon, he made preparations, and with the help of Wang Haiyan, he carried Wang Shanshan's body on his back and went out.

In the end, Wang Haiyan didn't stop her, she just cried and said, "Be careful."

"Keep your voice down. I'm leaving. Just close the door and wait here. I'll be back when I'm done."

Wang Bin scolded in a low voice. He held the body behind his back with one hand and walked out of the door holding a candle with the other.

There was no electricity, so candles were the only means of lighting.

But the candle in his hand was not a ghost candle. It could not drive away the evil spirits. It could only light up the road ahead and prevent him from falling.

But carrying his daughter's body on his back and holding a candle, he faced the horror that might appear around him at any time.

Wang Bin was trembling all over.

A successful man in his forties was originally high-spirited and thought that no difficulty could knock him down, but now he knows that he was wrong.

When terror strikes, he is as frightened and desperate as everyone else.

If it weren't for the responsibility of being a father to support him, he would probably have collapsed.