Mysterious resurgence

"Heh, ho!"

In the darkness came the sound of a man running desperately. Although he was exhausted from hearing the breathing, the man never dared to stop.

Huang Ziya held the ghost candle in her hand, with deep fear in her eyes, and ran away alone.

She didn't dare to stop.

Because she could feel countless ghost ropes hanging down from the top of her head nearby, floating toward her.

She needed to buy time.

Give Yang Jian and the others a last chance. Only in this way can everyone survive.

However, the courage she summoned at that time could not always support her.

When the darkness around you begins to erode your sight, when you have lost your way and you are the only one left around.

Alone and helpless, Huang Ziya cried while running, her tears flowing down uncontrollably.

The spirit is almost broken.

However, Huang Ziya was holding a weird rag doll tightly in her hand.

This is her only hope.

Yang Jian said that at the critical moment, he only needed to put a drop of blood on it. This rag doll could save his life and ensure that he would not be killed by the ghost rope.

Huang Ziya felt that she was so stupid. What Yang Jian said might have been lying to her, because at that time, one person needed to take the initiative to sacrifice to gain the opportunity.

She felt extremely regretful. If she had known earlier, she should not have rushed out proactively.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Huang Ziya can only believe Yang Jian's words now, believe that the rag doll in his hand is really effective, and believe that this operation can really succeed.

In the darkness, her breathing became heavier and heavier, and her running speed became slower and slower.

Huang Ziya's physical strength could not support her to continue.

Soon, she'll be tired and lying on the floor, and that's her chance to use the doll.

Right now.

The opportunity for Yang Jian has come.

He successfully removed the ghost's face.

Looking at the dead face with blackened skin and a peaceful and strange look on this blood-stained old newspaper, I couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill in my heart.

Is this kind of memory tampering really useful?

If it doesn't work, what next? All his means have been exhausted, and everything that can be used has been used.

It can be said that after fighting until now, I have nothing left, and even I am facing the danger of the evil ghost resurrecting. If I still fail, I will have to wait for death in despair.

The ghost now lost the ability to move.

Because of the cooperation of Yang Jian, Zhang Lei, Wang Jiang and others, the number of this ghost was suppressed to eight.

The remaining ability of the ghost is the ghost rope. Although an indiscriminate attack just now almost killed everyone, the consequence is that it loses the ability to move, because there is no need to move to control the ghost rope itself, the ghost rope will go on its own. Kill others.

And because Yang Jian and the others did not form absolute suppression, they were unable to trigger the ghost's ability to restart.

The ghost that had lost its movement was unable to restart the second wave of attacks, and now it could only stand here as stiff as a corpse.

It's like it's dead.

So this is a great opportunity to act.

But this opportunity was created by Yang Jian who spent all his money and risked his life several times. There is absolutely no chance that this opportunity will be given a second time, and it cannot be copied. Even under the same conditions, it will happen again. Otherwise, there is no way he can guarantee that he will reach this point.

Not a second was wasted.

He quickly picked up the old blood-stained newspaper and prepared to tamper with the ghost's memory so that the ghost would misjudge the number of ghosts it had.

The current number of ghosts should be 9, so how much is appropriate for the ghost to misjudge the change in its own number?

Directly let the number of other ghosts be regarded as 1?

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he wanted to change it, but then he froze.

But even if the number of ghosts has changed, how can we leave here like this? At most, it is to ensure that no one will be attacked by ghosts in the next episode, but it is still impossible to get out of this ghost land.

This ghost land is simply unsolvable.

"There is only one chance to tamper with the memory. Once the face is returned, there may be changes that I did not expect. If it does not have the expected effect, then this opportunity will be wasted." Yang Jian did not dare Careless, he frowned deeply.

"Yang Jian, it seems that the ghost can't move, but the nearby ghost realm is still there, and I can't see the way out of here. What should I do next?" Wang Jiang looked around at the darkness in the distance, still looking panicked.

The ghost was restrained, but what next?

Zhang Lei said, "Don't argue. Yang Jian is thinking of a way. We have reached this point, which proves that Yang Jian's method is correct. I can feel that this is the last step. This step must not go wrong."

"Hurry up, I see Qian Yi is dying." Another strange ghost controller was responsible for observing the surroundings.

He saw Qian Yi hanging in the air and had passed out due to excessive bleeding. Although he was still breathing, he was probably not far from death.

"Besides, I'm not sure how long Huang Ziya can last. All the ghost ropes are running towards her. If she dies, we will soon be in danger of being hanged again."

"Shut up if you can't help me." Yang Jian turned around and shouted angrily: "Just now you didn't dare to fight hard, but now you have learned to make sarcastic remarks."

The man immediately shut his mouth obediently and did not dare to refute.

Yang Jian didn't dare to make a random decision. Although it was extremely easy for him to tamper with his memory, he couldn't bear the consequences.

"Give me another reminder. This time I won't survive. Just stay here with me."

He gritted his teeth and took out the human skin paper.

The outdated information plan before was incomplete and unimplementable. Now that he has reached this point, he needs a new information guide.

After all, the previous plan did not expect Yang Jian to be able to suppress Zugui.

It can be said that reaching this point has even exceeded the expectations in the original plan.

The human skin paper did not pretend to be silent at this moment. Perhaps it also felt the tension of the current situation. If the opportunity was missed, Yang Jian would die, and it would be left here, and then fall into the hands of this ghost.

Soon, the handwriting on the human skin paper quickly appeared.

"My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence, I am already dead. I was in the training base at that time. After several dangers, I finally restrained the ghost, but this restriction will not last for too long. For a long time, I must find a way to use this opportunity to leave here. According to my previous plan, I was to gather two groups of people while meeting the conditions of not leaving alone, and then use the ghost candle to lure the ghosts away. But when I saw the plan at the time It's too late."

"That plan is destined to be impossible to implement, but I still have an opportunity to let the ghosts misjudge the number of ghosts in them, so as to use certain characteristics of ghosts to escape from this ghost realm."

"I tried to make the ghost misjudge its own number as 1, but the result was that our team was wiped out at the training base."

The strange handwriting appeared, as if revealing a terrible result in the future. Tampering with the ghost's memory and making the ghost mistakenly believe that its number is 1 will lead to the end of the group's destruction.

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed when he saw this.

The number of ghosts cannot be misjudged as 1, so the smallest number will not work, and other numbers will certainly not work. There seems to be no difference between 2, 3, and 4.

"Could it be 0?" Yang Jian thought of a number in his mind.

What will happen if the ghost misjudges that its own number is 0?

Have you denied your own existence?

"I tried to make the ghost misjudge that my number was 0, but in the end I still died." The words that appeared next on the human skin paper directly made Yang Jian's face darken.

0 doesn’t work either?

In that case, wouldn't this be a dead end?

But the handwriting on the human skin paper continued to emerge without hesitation at this time: I tried several plans to tamper with memories, and even considered implanting some memories to control this ghost, but all plans failed because of the tampering. The ability of memory lasts only for a limited time. Once I loosen the restrictions of this ghost, the ability to tamper with memory will be forcibly erased. After all, this ghost can suppress the ability of any other ghost, including the old newspaper in my hand.

When Yang Jian saw this sentence, his face suddenly became extremely solemn.

Tampering with memories can only be done while the ghost is being suppressed, and the impact will only be caused while the ghost is being suppressed.

Once the suppression is released, the ghost's ability will forcibly erase the ability to tamper with memories.

"Is it true that I'm going to die here?" Yang Jian felt that the chance of surviving was already slim.

Even the human skin paper couldn't think of a way out at this time.

But if he couldn't figure out a way to survive, why would this guy talk so much nonsense?

Suddenly, Yang Jian realized something and stared at the human skin paper in his hand.

It may also have a plan, but it may not be willing to come up with it.

This plan may have some bad effects on the human skin paper, or it may allow Yang Jian to profit from it, making the human skin paper less and less dependent on Yang Jian.

"Don't you want to tell me the plan? In that case, let's die here together, just like we did when we were in school. Anyway, you saved my life at that time. At worst, we will be back to the starting point, just pretend that we have never left. Just pass No. 7." Yang Jian stared at it and said.

He's gambling.

The bettor is not willing to stay in this ghost realm under the same circumstances. The human pelvis was unwilling to be lost in the ghost realm of the ghost knocking on the door last time. Now if it is lost in the ghost realm in the ghost coffin, If so, there will definitely be no time to see the light of day again.

The writing on the human-skin paper disappeared quickly.

The remaining handwriting disappeared until it was combined into a crooked sentence: Let the ghost misjudge that its number is 3. This is the only chance to survive.

"3?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Why is this number.

However, before he could think more, the combined handwriting disappeared, and finally a sentence emerged: Once the ghost misjudges the correct number, it will lift its suppression on us and start to restart at the same time, and I will take advantage of that When the time comes, he immediately dismembers the ghost and takes away the nail containing the three ghosts.

"I understand." Yang Jian's eyes widened immediately, and he instantly understood the words on the human skin paper.

First let the ghost misjudge that its number is 3, and then take away three ghosts.

In this way, after the ghost restarts, it will think that the number of its own ghosts is 0.

This kind of misjudgment is not caused by tampering with memory, but by the ghost's own misunderstanding. After all, he has deceived himself, so the ghost must not be able to trust himself.

If everything goes well, the ghost after the restart will always think that the number of ghosts in it is 0.

And if it is 0, will the ghost start killing people?

"Incredible and weird plan, it can even use the ability of ghosts to restart. This human skin is really evil and scary." Yang Jian was surprised and became more and more fearful at this moment.

But now he no longer cared about how weird the human skin paper was, and he immediately started taking action.

Yang Jian could still move one hand, but it didn't affect him at all. He immediately began to tamper with the ghost's memory, causing the ghost to misjudge the number of ghosts in his body to be 3.

In order to ensure that the memory tampering was successful, he wrote some important contents several times.

After finally confirming that it was correct, he took the blood-stained old newspaper, together with the dead face with closed eyes and a peaceful and strange expression, and covered it on the ghost's head again, and put the face back on it.

Until now.

All the action is over, and all that's left is waiting.

Yang Jian's heart was aroused at this moment. He needed to seize the opportunity and immediately use his ghost hands to penetrate into the ghost's body and take away the coffin nails made by the three ghosts.

Zhang Lei and Wang Jiang on the side saw Yang Jian's strange actions. Although they didn't understand, they didn't dare to ask. They also knew that Yang Jian was trying to figure out his next move, so they didn't bother them.

Human skin paper, old newspapers stained with blood, although they usually don't want to be exposed.

But it wouldn't be a big deal if it was really exposed at this time. After all, they just saw this thing in Yang Jian's hand and didn't know its ability.