Chapter 25: Wooden Seals

Dull, depressing, almost out of breath.

It's like a ghost pressing a bed, obviously conscious, but he can't move up and down.

The dim room seemed to have become a dark cage at this moment, and Yang Jian was a prisoner in this cage, unable to break free, unable to escape, and seemed to sink forever, living forever.

Suddenly.

On the pitch-black ceiling, the darkness gradually condensed, as if it had changed into the shape of an eye.

This eye was very large, occupying the entire ceiling, although it was not opened, Yang Jian could feel that the huge eye was peeking at him, and a strange gaze always stayed on his body.

"Gollum~!"

Yang Jian felt the flesh on his cheeks cold, as if he had been forced open by something, and a red eye was revealed in the flesh and blood.

A strange perspective came to mind.

At the same time, there seemed to be something in the body that was drilling around, wandering, and the thing was about to stretch the flesh apart, almost tearing the skin, and a sharp pain spread, as if it had been tortured, and it was unbearable.

However, Yang Jian was conscious, but he still couldn't move.

I can only let the ghost thing in my body move unscrupulously, and I want to wail in pain, but my mouth only moves slightly, I can't open it, and I can't make any sound.

This didn't just last a short time.

It lasted two or three hours.

Yang Jian never fell asleep, he endured this tearing pain for two or three hours, he didn't know that he had endured it like this, only that this period of time seemed to be as long as a lifetime.

It was past six o'clock in the afternoon.

The pain in his body quickly disappeared, and he regained consciousness.

Almost as soon as his body could move, he sat up from the bed, sweating profusely and gasping for air.

Yang Jian raised his palm, almost instinctively trembling.

"Me, what's going on? The body was uncontrollable, and it felt as if the whole person was about to crack, as if something was about to come out of it, could it be affected by that eye? .......”

He looked at his trembling palms and was silent for a few moments.

Suddenly, he took out a dark brown piece of paper from his pocket.

"Tell me what happened to me before." Yang Jian spoke into the parchment.

Soon, a line of writing appeared on the parchment: I woke up in pain today, and I could feel the ghost gradually reviving in my body, because I used too much ghost power in school matters, and I couldn't live long...... But now I still have to endure the pain of being tormented by that thing in my body, because ...... I still want to live.

Is the ghost revived?

Really.

Yang Jian fell silent again.

He began to follow in Zhou Zheng's footsteps, suffering from the resurrection of evil spirits, and then one day he was killed by the ghost in his body.

Is this the price of survival?

"How long will I live?" Yang Jian continued to ask.

The parchment resurfaced: If I don't think of anything else soon, I don't think I'll live more than three months under this torture.

Trimester?

This is simply faster than dying of cancer, if you still have to endure such torture every day, it is indeed the same as Zhou Zheng said, death is really a relief.

Yang Jian didn't panic in his heart at the moment, it was impossible.

He is still young, still studying, and his parents at home will need to take care of themselves later.

What happens to my parents if I die?

No.

I can't die, at least not now.

Yang Jian stood up suddenly, staring at the parchment in front of him: "You are very weird, I can't believe your words, you say that I will die in three months, I will die in three months?" You said I was going to die in school, but didn't that change? You don't know the future at all, and you can only judge what is likely to happen next by the current situation. ”

"But one thing I know for sure, you must know very, very much."

"What the hell are you?"

The parchment did not move, and no handwriting emerged, as if it had chosen silence.

"It's okay if you don't say it, I'll figure it out sooner or later." Yang Jian said.

Thinking of the ghost, he suddenly remembered something, and picked up Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning mobile phone from the side, which showed a text message.

is the address of a website.

"The website that Zhao Jianguo gave me, maybe I can get some useful information from that website." Yang Jian immediately turned on the computer and entered the URL on it.

A special website where there is nothing but a blank slate, as if the site does not exist.

He knew it was just a covert measure.

Then he picked up Zhou Zheng's mobile phone and typed down the numbering code he had printed on his phone on the keyboard.

Immediately, the web page is refreshed, the website jumps, and the web page is revealed.

Yang Jian took a general look, and all of them were emergencies around the world, requests for support from ghost riders, and bounties from various governments.

Most of them are at the level of hundreds of millions of dollars, and of course there are tens of millions of rewards.

He clicked on one: "There is a C-level ghost in a certain state in the United States, codenamed Ghost Church, and a reward of 30 million US dollars is offered to solve it." ”

There is also a video on it at the same time.

In the video, it is the appearance of a church, the wall outside the church is covered with moss, the wall skin is mottled, and it is very old, but at the door of the church, Yang Jian saw a vague figure standing there, although he couldn't see the appearance clearly, but he could feel that it was a person, to be exact, a human figure, but this person revealed a kind of infiltrating weirdness.

Soon, however, a fighter jet roared past the church's sky, and a missile crashed down, hitting the church accurately.

The flames of the explosion engulfed the church.

Obviously, it was the US military that chose a strong and direct military strike.

"Will it work?" Yang Jian watched carefully.

But soon, when the bright light gradually receded, his eyes froze.

In the firelight, the church still stood there undamaged, and a missile with such a large killing range did not even blow up a single piece of the wall on the church.

Then, in the video, he saw that the black shadow standing at the door of the church slowly walked out, and the black shadow approached step by step in the direction of the camera.

Laugh at.....

The video blurred instantly, and the image disappeared.

There are a lot of comments below the video:

"Fack, $30 million to fix this thing? To hell with the president of the United States, keep your money to buy lollipops for your children, this thing is only defined as C-grade? Do you want to trick us into being cannon fodder? ”

A American netizen commented, but there are Chinese translations and translations of other languages under the English, which can be understood at a glance.

"Although the video is hidden, it can be judged that this is already a ghost that can affect the surrounding things, and it is estimated that it is not far from the formation of a ghost domain, B-level is the least, if you have a little conscience, it is not too much to define A, the people of the United States are really living in dire straits, and if you don't understand, you will probably be fooled to death." A domestic netizen replied.

"Anyway, I'm dying, forming a group to make money, begging my teammates to take it away, cute."

"Lao Mi's video bounty can't even be believed for a frame."

Yang Jian looked at the comments and groaned: "Do ghosts still have levels?" Check it out. ”