Huang Ziya was desperate at the moment, she knew that she was about to die from the resurgence of the ghost, the weird hair was thick and scary, and it seemed to be connected to the abyss of hell, and she wanted to pull her whole person into it, and there was no way to resist this pull, because the ghost was on her own body.

But she didn't want to give up yet, she didn't want to die like this, if she wanted to die, she wouldn't have lived until now, and she would have collapsed and committed suicide during the time she became a ghost rider.

Just when Huang Ziya felt that her entire body had been swallowed up by this strange hair, her hands that had not yet been swallowed felt someone grabbing her wrist.

The palm of the hand was cold and stiff, without a trace of the warmth of a living person, as if a corpse had grasped him.

"It's Yang Jian....."

Huang Ziya, who was swallowed by strange hair and could no longer see the scene outside, was still alive, she realized something, the fear in her heart was instantly suppressed, and a hope of being alive poured out, and at the same time immediately grabbed Yang Jian's wrist.

Huang Ziya wanted to cry out for help, but her face was wrapped with countless hairs, and only a humanoid silhouette was left wrapped around her, and even her mouth was stuffed with the creepy black hair.

The hair didn't seem to be tight, just growing out of her head, but popping up all over her body.

"Whoever makes me speechless, he should know my situation, but ...... Is it too late to save me?"

Huang Ziya began to be apprehensive again in surprise, she couldn't control the ghosts in her body now, the ghosts were eroding herself, even if Yang Jian had recovered, she might not be able to stop all this.

However, this idea has only just come to her.

The unexpected happened.

Huang Ziya felt that the thick black hair that was entwined and wrapped around her was beginning to retract, and even her body began to gradually feel the existence of the ground nearby, and there was no feeling of sinking into the abyss.

The influence of ghosts on themselves seems to be being weakened.

No, it's not weakening, it's being suppressed.

His ghost began to stop reviving, and returned to the calmest time before, and even in the end, he couldn't feel the existence of that ghost anymore, as if he had become a normal person, and his body's senses were better than ever.

A moment later.

With the ghost suppressed, Huang Ziya was finally able to resume her actions at this time, she raised her head suddenly, and she could barely see the situation in front of her through the strands of black hair hanging down in front of her.

I saw Yang Jian squatting in front of him covered in blood, his body was stiff, his body exuded a strong smell of blood, and the only half of his head above his neck looked hideous and terrifying.

"It's not right. Huang Ziya's eyes looked at the half of Yang Jian's disappeared head, and her face changed suddenly.

The joy of being suppressed just now was gone.

She participated in the entire rescue process of Yang Jian alone, and she was very clear about Yang Jian's state, the previous Yang Jian's consciousness was stored in the upper half of his head, and the lower half of his head was just a very ordinary corpse, without any abnormality.

And now, the head that represents Yang Jian's consciousness has disappeared.

Is this a return to consciousness, or is there another ghost revived?

Huang Ziya felt the power coming from Yang Jian's palm, as if she was pinching something before she died, her stiff fingers showed no sign of letting go, she saw that the weird black hair on her body had almost disappeared, and tried to pull out her arm.

But there was no way to get rid of that cold palm.

Yang Jian was still squatting there, as if he had fallen silent, without any movement.

Neither attacked her, nor let her go, and there was no information to show for it.

"Do you want to light the ghost candle?" Huang Ziya touched her pocket, her expression changing.

Although the ghost candle has been used before, it has not burned much, after all, it was only used to find the headless corpse before, and it did not resist the attack of the powerful ghost head-on, so the ghost candle is not consumed much, and there is still more than half of it left at this time.

"It's useless to use the ghost candle at this time, if Yang Jian really can't control his body, the ghost candle won't be able to delay much, the ghost in his body is too terrifying, I came into contact with his corpse for a while, and I almost died of the resuscitation of the ghost. ”

Huang Ziya gritted her teeth, reluctant to use this thing, and chose to give up.

In case Yang Jian returns to normal and consumes a ghost candle in vain, then it is difficult to explain afterwards, after all, this thing is very precious, and it is impossible to apply for the use of ghost candles under her own conditions, and if she runs out, she can't afford to pay it at all.

Wait.

Huang Ziya decided to observe for a while, at least she has no risk of reviving the ghost now, and her state has returned to normal, even if something happens next, it will not be worse than before.

Yang Jian's consciousness has indeed returned.

But this regression is not normal, and he has problems of his own.

Forcibly distorting the ghost domain, overlapping half of his head and body, this overlap is not fine, it is very rough, as if a foreign object has been shoehorned into his body, and he has not successfully docked with the other half of his head.

However, the situation was urgent, and he couldn't care so much, because he saw that Huang Ziya was about to die from the resurgence of the ghost, and once she died, there was an unknown ghost around her, and Yang Jian felt that he would definitely die with him.

Although his level is far higher than Huang Ziya, in this case, it only takes one ghost to break this fragile balance, so that he can never return to his body.

If he can't return to his body and can't control the power of the ghost, he will naturally die from the curse of the music box in the end.

After half of his head overlapped into his body through the ghost domain with his consciousness, he was indeed able to control his body and make some movements.

But it seems to be limited to that.

Yang Jian felt that his consciousness was fighting against something else, fighting for control of this body, or his current state was more similar to the existence of "ghosts", but other ghosts were interfering with him.

"I'm still me, but my consciousness is detached from my brain, my body, and I'm a cursed being, and this curse is parasitic on my skull, making me an alien. ”

"In this state, it stands to reason that I am dead and there can be no consciousness, but the music box keeps me alive...... It's simply a paradox. ”

Yang Jian was extremely sure that his thinking was very clear, he had memories of the past and the present, and there was no difference from when he was alive before.

The only difference is that the hollow, terrifying ringtones still echo in my head.

The curse of the music box is still continuing, but it is precisely because of this curse that Yang Jian's consciousness was not immediately destroyed by other ghosts after returning to his body, and he is gradually regaining control of this body.

In other words.

Under the protection of the music box, Yang Jian has become a more special existence.

If this characteristic can be maintained forever, then Yang Jian can undoubtedly use the power of the powerful ghost unscrupulously, and he is not worried about the risk of the resurrection of the powerful ghost at all.

Because after the ghost is revived, he will kill the person who controls the ghost, but Yang Jian himself is immortal, so the consequences can be borne completely.

In other words, once Yang Jian completely controls his body, he can loosen all restrictions and bring the ghost's abilities to the extreme.

And at that time, Yang Jian was a ghost with human thinking, and he became an existence that everyone feared.

After realizing this, Yang Jian himself fell into silence.

He has not yet accepted this change in himself.

"Even if I can perfectly control the ghost in my body under the protection of the curse, but this state should not last long, the curse of the music box is not permanent, it is time-limited, and this time should not exceed ten days according to the situation of the previous users. ”

"Moreover, once the resurrected ghost can suppress the curse of the music box, I will die immediately, after all, I don't know how powerful the curse of the music box is, and what level of ghost it can resist. ”

Although he was thinking so.

But consciousness was gradually recovering, and as time passed, the ghost in his body was defeated.

The curse of the music box overcame the instinct of the ghost, ensuring the smooth return of Yang Jian's consciousness.

Half an hour later.

Squatting on the ground, Yang Jian, who looked like a dead corpse, turned his neck slightly.

This movement made Huang Ziya, who was still being caught, feel creepy and suspicious, because she was still not sure whether it was Yang Jian or the ghost in Yang Jian's body who was moving now.

"Still can't see clearly? So my physical condition doesn't allow my vision to return to normal, after all, half of my head is gone, and it's normal for my eyes to see clearly. ”

Just when Huang Ziya was full of suspicion, Yang Jian lost his luster and turned dead, his dim eyes suddenly cracked, and another eye appeared in the crack.

It's a red ghost eye with no pupils.

The ghost eye replaced the dead man's eye in the eye socket, allowing Yang Jian to regain his sight.

"Yang Jian?" Huang Ziya tried to shout, but the expression on her face revealed more fear and uneasiness.

"Yes, it's me. ”

Yang Jian's throat moved, and he spoke, his voice was very strange, not a tone that a living person could make.

After all, he wasn't a living person anymore, just a corpse with a mutilated head.

Hearing the reply, no matter how infiltrating Yang Jian was, Huang Ziya couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

It worked.

Although there were some twists and turns, he still sent Yang Jian's head back and helped him get his body back.

"It's okay, it's finally over, I thought I was going to die here. Huang Ziya said, "What happened to you, why did your head fall off? Was it attacked by a ghost?"

"No, clear. ”

Yang Jian's remaining half of his head opened his mouth, and his voice was still strange and ugly.

But his mind was clear, and he was thinking about the previous situation at the moment.

There was no warning, no precursor to the appearance of a ghost, only a sudden instinctive sense of danger, and then he was attacked by something.

First the head fell off, and then the head that fell off split in half.

Normal people, even the vast majority of ghost riders are already dead in this situation and can't die anymore, if it weren't for the curse of the music box, Yang Jian wouldn't be able to live.