"Huh, huh!"

In the darkness came the wheezing of a man running desperately, and although he was too tired to breathe, the man never dared to stop.

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

She didn't dare to stop.

Because she could feel countless hanging ghost ropes floating towards her overhead.

She needs to buy time.

Give Yang Jian and them a last chance, only in this way can everyone survive.

However, the courage she mustered at that time could not sustain her forever.

When the darkness around you begins to erode your vision, when you are already lost, and you are the only one left around.

Helpless, fear struck, Huang Ziya cried while running, and her tears couldn't stop falling down, and she was about to collapse.

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

It was her only hope.

Yang Jian said that only a drop of blood needs to be dropped on it at a critical time, and this rag doll can save his life and ensure that he will not be killed by the ghost rope.

Huang Ziya felt that she was really stupid, and what Yang Jian said might have lied to herself, because at that time, a person needed to take the initiative to sacrifice and seize the opportunity.

She felt extremely regretful, and if she had known, she should not have taken the initiative to rush out.

However, it is too late to say anything.

Huang Ziya can only believe Yang Jian's words now, believing that the rag doll in her hand is really effective, and she also believes that this operation can really be successful.

In the darkness, her wheezing grew heavier and her running slower.

The physical strength could not support Huang Ziya to continue.

Soon, she would be tired and lying on the ground, and that was her chance to use this rag doll.

Right now.

The opportunity on Yang's side has come.

He succeeded in removing the ghost's face.

Looking at the blackened, serene and strange face of the dead man on this blood-stained old newspaper, I couldn't help but feel an inexplicable chill in my heart.

Does this kind of memory tampering really work?

If it doesn't work, then what do you do next? I've exhausted all my means, and I've used everything I can.

It can be said that until now, he has nothing, and even he is facing the danger of resurrection, if he still fails, then he can only wait for death in despair.

The ghost loses the ability to move at the moment.

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

The ghost's remaining ability chose the ghost rope, although the indiscriminate attack just now almost killed everyone, but the consequence is that he loses his ability to act, because there is no need to move to control the ghost rope itself, and the ghost rope will kill others on its own.

And because Yang Jian did not form an absolute suppression, they could not trigger the ability of the ghost to restart.

The ghost who had lost its action could not 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 an opportunity for great action.

And this opportunity was created by Yang Jian after fighting all his family resources and risking his life several times, and this opportunity is absolutely impossible to have a second time, and it cannot be replicated, even if it is the same condition, if he does it again, he cannot guarantee that he can get to this point.

Not a second was wasted.

He quickly picked up the old blood-stained newspaper and prepared to begin tampering with the ghost's memories and making the ghost miscalculate the number of his own ghosts.

At the moment, the number of ghosts should be 9, so how much is it appropriate for ghosts to misjudge their own number of changes?

Directly let the number of his ghosts be identified 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, but what about leaving here like this? At most, it is just to ensure that everyone will not be attacked by ghosts in the next event, but this ghost domain still can't get out.

This ghost domain is simply unsolvable.

"There is only one chance to tamper with the memory, and once you return the face, there is a high chance that there will be changes that I didn't expect, and if it doesn't work as expected, then this opportunity will be wasted. Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless, he frowned deeply.

"Yang Jian, the ghost seems to be unable to move, but the nearby ghost domain 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 is restrained, but what next?

Zhang Lei said, "Don't argue, Yang Jian is thinking of a way, they have come to this point, it can prove that Yang Jian's method is correct, I can feel that this is the last step, and this step must not be wrong." ”

"Then you have to hurry up, I see that Qian Yi seems to be dying and is going to die. Another strange ghost rider was in charge of observing the surroundings.

He saw that Qian Yi, who was hanging in mid-air, had already passed out due to excessive bleeding at the moment, although he was still breathing, it was estimated that death was not far away.

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

"If you can't help, shut up. Yang Jian turned around at this moment and shouted angrily: "You didn't dare to fight hard just now, but now you have learned to speak cool words." ”

The man obediently closed his mouth at this drink, not daring to refute.

Yang Jian didn't dare to make a decision at will, although tampering with memories was extremely easy for him, but he couldn't bear the consequences.

"Give me another message reminder, this time I won't live, you will stay here with me. ”

He gritted his teeth and pulled out the vellum paper.

The outdated information scheme was incomplete and could not be implemented, and now that it had come to this point, he needed a new information guide.

After all, the previous plan didn't expect Yang Jian to be able to suppress the foot ghost.

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

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

Soon, the handwriting on the vellum quickly emerged.

"My name is Yang Jian, when you see this sentence, I am already dead, I was in the training base at the time, I went through several dangers, and finally restrained the ghost, but this restriction will not last long, I must find a way to use this opportunity to leave here, according to my previous plan, it is to gather two groups of people, and at the same time meet the conditions of not being alone, and then use the ghost candle to lure the ghost away, but at that time, when I saw that plan, it was too late. ”

"That plan is destined to be impossible, but I still have an opportunity for the oni to misjudge the number of their own ghosts, so as to use a certain characteristic of the oni to get out of this ghost realm. ”

"I tried to get the ghosts to miscalculate their numbers as 1, but we ended up in the training base. ”

Strange handwriting emerged, as if revealing a terrible result in the future, tampering with the ghost's memory, making the ghost mistakenly believe that its own number was 1, and it would lead to the end of the group's annihilation.

Yang Jian's eyes shrank when he saw this.

The number of ghosts cannot be misjudged as 1, then the smallest number is not good, and the other numbers are certainly not good, 2, 3, 4 do not seem to make a difference.

"Is it 0. A number came to Yang Jian's mind.

What happens if you let the ghost mistakenly judge that its number is 0?

Denying one's own existence?

"I tried to get the ghost to misjudge its number to zero, but I died. On the skin paper, the next sentence that appeared directly made Yang Jian's face sink.

Isn't it okay to have 0?

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

But the handwriting on the vellum paper continued to emerge at this time: I tried several plans to tamper with memories at that time, and even considered implanting some memories to control this ghost, but all of them failed, because the ability to tamper with memories lasts for a limited time, and once I let go of this ghost's restrictions, the ability to tamper with memories 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, his face suddenly became extremely solemn.

Tampering with memories can only be done during the period when you suppress the ghost, and the impact will only be when you are suppressed.

Once the suppression is released, the oni's ability forcibly erases the ability to tamper with memories.

"Is it true that you are going to die here?" Yang Jian felt that the chances of surviving were already slim.

Even human skin paper can't think of a way out of life at this time.

But if you can't think of a way to live, why does this person talk so much nonsense?

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

Or it may have a plan, but it's probably reluctant to come up with it.

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

"Don't you want to say the plan? In that case, let's die here together, just like when I was in school, anyway, my life was saved by you at that time, it's a big deal to go back to the original point, just because we never got out of the seventh middle school. Yang Jian stared at it and said.

He's gambling.

Gambling human skin paper in the same environment, unwilling to stay in this ghost domain, the last time I knocked on the ghost of the ghost domain of the human skin did not want to be lost, now in the ghost domain in this ghost coffin if it is lost, then there is absolutely no time to see the light of day.

The handwriting on the vellum paper is rapidly disappearing.

The remaining handwriting that disappeared to the end was combined into a crooked sentence: let the ghost misjudge its number to 3, this is the only chance to survive.

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

Why is this number.

However, before he could think about it, the combined handwriting disappeared, and finally a sentence emerged: Once the ghost misjudged the correct amount, the suppression of us will be lifted and the restart will begin at the same time, and I will take advantage of that time to immediately dismember the ghost and remove the nail containing the three ghosts.

"I see. Yang Jian's eyes widened suddenly, and he instantly understood this sentence on the human skin.

Let the ghosts mistakenly judge their number as 3, and then take three more ghosts themselves.

In this way, after the ghost is restarted, it will think that the number of ghosts in itself is 0.

This kind of misjudgment is not formed by tampering with memories, but the ghost itself has made a mistake in understanding, after all, it is himself who has deceived himself, and the ghost can't fail to believe himself.

If all goes well, the ghost will always think that the number of ghosts in itself is 0.

And if it's 0, will the ghost still start killing?

"Unbelievably weird plan, even the ability to restart the ghost can be used, this human skin paper is really evil and terrifying. Yang Jian was more and more jealous at this moment.

But now he didn't care about how weird the human skin was, and he immediately started to act.

Yang Jian could still move with one hand, but it didn't affect him at all, he began to tamper with the ghost's memory immediately, so that the ghost misjudged the number of his own ghosts to be 3

In order to make sure that the memory was successfully tampered with, he wrote down some important content several times.

When he was finally sure, he took the old blood-stained newspaper and put it back on the ghost's head with the face of a dead man with his eyes closed and a serene and strange face.

Until now.

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

Yang Jian's heart rose at this moment, and he needed to seize the opportunity to immediately use the ghost hand to go deep into the ghost's body and take away the coffin nails made by the three ghosts.

Zhang Lei on the side, Wang Jiang 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 find a way to carry out the next move, so they didn't bother.

Vellum paper, old blood-stained newspapers, although usually reluctant 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 they didn't know the ability of this thing.