Mysterious resurgence

Feeling confident, Yang Jian grasped the weakness of the human skin paper. This was where he had an advantage in dealing with this weird thing so far.

If you are involved in a supernatural incident, this human skin takes advantage of people's survival psychology, and it often has the upper hand.

This is a dangerous game.

Yang Jian knew that once he lost, he might end up worse than Zhao Kaiming.

However, with the outbreak of supernatural events all over the world, no one has any guarantee for the future. He only left this thing to give himself a little more confidence to protect himself.

The notes left by Zhao Lei this time stimulated Yang Jian, who did not want the ghost to continue wandering outside as Zhao Lei for a moment.

That weird thing needs to be locked up.

The conversation continues.

As night falls, the fifth floor outside gradually becomes dark.

Yang Jian was not afraid of the dark. He turned on a lamp and sat at the table to seek answers.

The threats seemed to work.

The human skin, which had been calm for a while, gradually changed again.

A line of handwriting appeared: I didn't know about Zhao Lei. By the time I found out, it was already too late. His current situation is very special. Although I wanted to help him, I couldn't do it with my ability at the time. I followed Di I couldn't pinpoint the ghost's location effectively, but I believed that if I was given some time, I might be able to find his location.

Then three words appeared under this line of writing: one month.

Yang Jian's face darkened.

This human skin is full of lies. It will have to wait for a month. In a month, Zhao Lei may have grown to an unknown height, and it will definitely not be as easy to deal with now.

You must know that the protagonist of the S-class supernatural incident, the ghost baby, has only grown up for less than two months.

And the most important thing is that the thing restrained his ghost eyes, and he couldn't use the ghost domain in front of the red paper.

"Are you trying to delay time?" Yang Jian stared at the dark brown human skin paper with a cold face.

The writing on the human skin paper gradually began to disappear, and soon all the information was strangely erased, and calm returned again.

"You don't have enough capital to negotiate now. I have now completely controlled the headless ghost, and then use the headless ghost to control the ghost eyes. In this case, the recovery time of the ghost will be greatly delayed. If I If nothing unexpected happens, there should be no need to worry about the resurgence of the evil ghost in the next few years, or even ten years, unless the ghost shadow wakes up again from the deadlock in the middle."

Yang Jian said: "In other words, you are not necessary to me now. If you can't show enough value, I just threatened to bury you ten thousand meters underground. It was not a joke."

After surviving the ordeal of hanging himself, he felt that he had the capital to get rid of the need for human skin paper.

Of course, what he didn't know was that when he hanged himself, there was also an opportunity for the human skin paper, but it missed this opportunity, and Yang Jian did not take it with him at the time.

"No matter what your thing is, whether it is a carrier of future information, or an unknown ghost, if I give you ten seconds to think about it, if I can't get the information I want, then you are to me It's worthless and I will bury you completely without hesitation." Yang Jian stood up and stared at the human skin, showing enough strength.

After the survival problem is solved, many seemingly difficult choices can actually be easily solved.

So in this weird negotiation, he had the upper hand.

Yang Jian looked at the time on his phone and started counting down.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

Five seconds later, writing appeared on the silenced human skin: "When I can't get the answer, maybe the second room in the old house of the Republic of China can give me everything I want."

A message guide appeared in front of Yang Jian.

The second room in the old house?

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly condensed.

He couldn't help but look in the direction behind the community.

There is an old house from the Republic of China that is being renovated. There is nothing in it, only three rooms.

In the last room, Yang Jian found the ghost mirror.

This was the basis for his survival from the Starving Ghost Incident, and it was also a strange item of extraordinary value.

But in addition to the ghost mirror in the last room, there were also unknown secrets in the first and second rooms. At that time, he did not choose to explore because Yang Jian felt that there might be great horror hidden there. , if you don’t understand it deeply without being sure, you may fall there.

Caution is necessary.

"When you mention the second room at this time, are you trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife?" Yang Jian couldn't help but have such a suspicion in his heart.

There was no response from the human skin paper, and it fell into dead silence for the third time. All message reminders disappeared, and no new messages came out.

"Or is this information the limit of what you can reveal at the moment?"

After waiting for a long time, there was still no response.

Yang Jian felt that this threat was no longer effective. The human skin paper refused to leak more content. Perhaps it had felt that revealing the information in advance could not control Yang Jian, but would instead be used by Yang Jian to become more powerful. As a result, he gradually lost control, and as expected, Yang Jian became particularly dependent on human skin paper.

"It seems that I can only get so much information, but as an insurance policy, I will bury you first. If I am really killed by you, you should be prepared to be buried for the rest of your life."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he collected the human skin and put it back into the box.

From beginning to end, there was still no change in the human skin. I don’t know if this last threat was useful.

Regardless of whether it is useful or not, Yang Jian has already planned to do this.

He opened the ghost realm and sent the human skin paper directly to a depth of 10,000 meters underground, and then made a mark under his feet so that he could take it out later.

"Go to the old house for a walk tomorrow." Yang Jian looked at the sky outside.

If you don't want to go there late at night, I think we can wait until dawn tomorrow. This way, at least the sight will be better, and we don't need to rely on ghost eyes to cause unnecessary waste.

"Yang Jian, who are you talking to? It's time to eat. I made some dishes. I wonder if you like them." Zhang Liqin came up at this time and said.

She seems to be planning to live with Yang Jian here.

"Okay, here we come."

Yang Jian checked each room and went downstairs with confidence after seeing that there was nothing unusual about the weird things.

Check every day to avoid accidents.

"I'll take the car to you for repair. It will take about three days, but it's not the original paint." Zhang Liqin said.

Yang Jian said: "It doesn't matter, that's almost enough."

Just when he was going to eat.

Deep underground, in the golden box 10,000 meters underground by Yang Jianfang, a line of writing gradually appeared on the human skin paper that had been silent for a long time: He was too cautious. After losing a good opportunity, he It started to gradually escape my control, which is not a good thing. Maybe I should consider breaking away from him.

On the second day.

Yang Jian went out. After some thinking, he planned to follow the information on the human skin paper to visit the second room of the old house in the Republic of China.

Based on his current situation, he has some confidence. Even if he encounters unknown horrors, he will not be unable to withstand them.

"Zhang Han, what are you doing here?"

Not long after leaving the house, he saw Zhang Han and his wife wandering around the community, but he met a group of people who looked like news reporters for an interview.

Zhang Han seemed a little impatient, but he was pestered by this group of news reporters.

"I've already told you that I won't accept interviews. There are so many people in Dachang City. If you want to ask something, just ask others. I don't know anything." He refused to reveal any information.

The person holding the microphone and conducting the interview was a female reporter. She was wearing a white shirt and exquisite makeup. She had a graceful figure and was very beautiful.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm just asking you a few common questions. I hope you won't avoid it, okay?" The female reporter pestered her and refused to let go.

There were cameras behind him to follow him all the way.

Zhang Han didn't want to answer any questions because the reporter asked some sensitive topics. Now that the big event had just ended, he didn't want to cause anything in front of the cameras, so he kept avoiding it.

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Zhang Han immediately said: "Yang Jian, you came just in time. Several groups of reporters have been arriving near the community in the past few days. This is the most annoying group. Can you think of a way to solve it? , after all, there are some issues that I can’t come forward with.”

"You just have to chase these reporters away, do you need my help? I happen to have something to do and have to go out," Yang Jian said.

Zhang Han came over and whispered: "These people come up and ask some special topics. They seem to know something. They are here for the starving ghost incident. Moreover, the person in charge of photography is a foreigner. I think there is something wrong with them."

"Then it's even more important to drive them away." Yang Jian said.

"I know, but the camera is pointed at me. If I take action, wouldn't I expose the fact that I am a ghost master? If this video goes viral, wouldn't it be terrible?" Zhang Han said.

Yang Jian said: "So you are worried about this?"

Indeed, although supernatural incidents are becoming more frequent nowadays, and even the starving ghost incident has been widely circulated on the Internet and caused a great sensation, in fact, the overall situation is still tending to be stable.

"Hello, sir, are you a resident here? I am a reporter from a radio station. Let me ask you first, do you believe that the fog incident in Dachang City is really chemical pollution? Or is it really as rumored on the Internet? , is this a supernatural incident?" The gorgeous female reporter came up, caught Yang Jian and asked.

Yang Jian looked at the camera and motioned to the foreigner carrying the camera to come closer.

"Quickly zoom in," a staff member said next to him.

Yang Jian said: "This is a private place. This community is not open for business yet, so I hope you can leave here, otherwise I have the right to drive you away."

"Sir, freedom of the press is the right of every country. I think the general public has the right to know the true face of this mysterious incident. You don't accept our interview. What keeps you silent? Is something incredible really happening here? Is it a supernatural incident? It is discussed in some mysterious online forums that this incident in Dachang City was solved by a special person named Ghost Eye Yang Jian. I would like to ask this gentleman if you know anything about this."

The female reporter was aggressive and didn't seem to care if she was rejected.

Zhang Han was right. These reporters had questions and asked about sensitive topics. They were not like street interviews at all. Instead, they came to Guanjiang Community with a purpose to take the opportunity to investigate.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, walked over, grabbed the camera, and threw it dozens of meters away, then fell to the ground with a bang and shattered.

The abnormality of the body brings this incredible power. It is not difficult to do this.

"Oh NO." The tall foreign man carrying the camera exclaimed.

"Why did you break our camera?" an accompanying staff member asked angrily.

Yang Jian said calmly: "I will bear the loss. You can quote a price and ask my accountant to compensate you later. But before that, I hope you will leave here. I will not repeat such words again."

"Faced with reporters' inquiries, this gentleman smashed our camera in anger. Is this a distortion of human nature or a loss of morality? What terrible content is hidden behind the fog incident in Dachang City? Why is everyone so angry? Are you going to keep silent? I am reporter Susan, and I am continuing to report for you."

But the female reporter took the recorder and continued her voice report.

"It's annoying, isn't it?" Zhang Han on the side smiled helplessly.

"It's really annoying. Are today's reporters so dedicated? But I can still forcibly expel you on the charge of obstructing official business, if you still insist on interviewing." Yang Jian directly took out his pistol and pointed it at the sky as a warning.

"Bang~!"

The gorgeous female reporter named Susan in front of her was startled. Instead, the foreigners behind them cursed and hurriedly took out the weapons from their waists.

"Oh, when did reporters become qualified to carry guns?" Yang Jian laughed when he saw this.

If they were really reporters, he could only scare them away, but he wouldn't do it. After all, ordinary people don't need to waste their energy.

But it was different when these people took out guns directly.

This is definitely no ordinary press team.

"Look at how quickly you guys draw your guns. You are much more professional than me. You must have been trained. You look a bit the same as the mercenaries I have come into contact with before. A team of well-trained people, with one or two Amateur journalists, with such a combination, I have every reason to suspect that you are spies." Yang Jian glanced at them.

There were five people in the group, three of whom drew their guns. The other two seemed to have little experience and were so frightened that they squatted on the ground with their heads in their hands.

"The crisis in Dachang City has just been lifted, are some forces eager to reach in?" Yang Jian said, but then he smiled again; "No, no, if you really want to explore intelligence, you don't need the equipment on your body. Weapons, you wouldn’t make such a lame mistake, let me guess.”

"You must be equipped with weapons to prevent danger, and there seems to be only one danger in Guanjiang Community. The ghost-eyed Yang Jian who lives here?"

"So, the real reason is that you used the interview as a cover-up to get in touch with me? To collect my information."

He made a bold guess while observing the expressions of these people.

The results did not disappoint him.

The expressions of the three people who touched the gun changed instantly.

"Sir, this is a misunderstanding. Someone wants to invite you to a dance. We are here to deliver the invitation to you. We cannot operate in Dachang City without borrowing our identity as reporters."

The foreigner carrying the camera just now had an ugly expression on his face and spoke in unfluent Chinese.

"What's your name? You speak Chinese quite well." Yang Jian said.

"Terry." The foreigner said.

"Bang~!"

Yang Jian fired directly, and a bullet flew out close to his crotch.

"Sorry, my shooting skills are not very good. I originally wanted to aim at your feet, but I missed. I am not interested in the dance because I can't dance, so I can only refuse your invitation, but I have to send you a message. Another invitation, would you like to know more about the prison in Dachang City?"

Terry was so frightened that he subconsciously wanted to draw a gun and fight back, but he stopped the urge abruptly.

The man didn't seem to mind having a gun pointed at him.

He was indeed someone possessed by the devil.

"Sir, you should know this, it's good for you." Terry said.

Yang Jian said: "If you put down your weapons and surrender, I might be more friendly to you, otherwise, the next bullet might appear on you."

Although he understands the idea of ​​​​some forces wanting to contact him, why can't he make a formal invitation? It is so sneaky and humiliating. Don't they know?

"I thought it was really a reporter. I've been messing with you for a long time. Then I have nothing to do. You can handle it yourself. I have to go have breakfast." Zhang Han prepared to leave with his frightened wife.

"Aren't you going to help me?" Yang Jian turned around and asked.

Zhang Han said: "Will you help you collect the body? Please, my wife is still watching from the side. I can handle this little thing myself."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

To deal with a few ordinary people, let alone Yang Jian, I am afraid that no ghost controller will take them seriously. These people who came into contact with Yang Jian were obviously prepared to be killed here, otherwise they would not have sent them. A few of them, unimportant people, came over.

"There's really nothing I can do. I'm going to report the crime." Yang Jian decided to report the crime.

If you have something to do, go to the demon spirit.

He believed that these people had certain intelligence value and asked Team Liu to interrogate them.