Yang Jian stood motionless on the road of Mingyue Community.

Everything around him was covered in a layer of red light, and the whole world fell into a deathly silence, and reality was affected, and he fell into a deeper ghost realm.

The only thing that wasn't affected was the nearby building that was fading its lights.

Besides.

A dark shadow under Yang Jian's feet was constantly spreading towards the surroundings, and that shadow was a twisted and strange shadow that was eroding everything around it, and even the ghost domain of the ghost eye had no way to block this effect.

He's not doing anything right now.

Because the complete ghost is invading his body at the moment.

This process is impossible to stop, and it is impossible for Yang Jian to give the ghost a knife and peel it off from the body.

He was ready and waited for the final result to emerge.

Live.

Or die.

The ethereal music box still lingers in my mind.

But Yang Jian's body is gradually losing consciousness.....

It was as if it was frozen by the cold breath, and it seemed that the control of the body was being stripped away by something.

"It's coming. ”

Yang Jian took a slight breath, even if he was in a state of emotionlessness now, he couldn't help but feel nervous.

It's another gamble.

It's the same as the last time he hanged himself in Daechang City.

It's even more sinister.

Because there are too many supernatural powers in Yang Jian's body, it is fatal for either party to lose control, which is more dangerous than walking a tightrope, and the whole process is irreversible, it must be done.

Suddenly.

Yang Jian's slightly red eyes suddenly darkened, his pupils were eroded by a layer of deep darkness, and a cold and terrifying consciousness drilled into his mind.

At this moment, he felt like his consciousness was going to be swallowed up by something.

It's like falling into the depths of darkness, unable to break free, unable to resist.

Really.

The consciousness of the living is too fragile for the ghosts, and just by touching Yang Jian, he feels like he is about to fall asleep and completely disappear from this world.

But he could have predicted the outcome.

Yang Jian didn't think that he was special and could resist the invasion of ghost consciousness, he relied on another kind of supernatural power.

The Curse of the Music Box.

Eerie, crisp, ethereal ringtones reverberate.

Yang Jian was in a daze, as if he was under anesthesia, and wanted to fall asleep completely, but the constant echoing of the bell could always pull him back from the edge of slumber and keep him awake.

The first wave of confrontation seemed to hold up.

As planned, the curse of the music box protected Yang Jian's consciousness from being eroded by ghosts.

But that's just the beginning.

The collision between the supernatural and the supernatural is extremely dangerous, and his consciousness is very fragile, once there is any accident, no matter what the result is, he may disappear and die in this confrontation.

Or, the consciousness is affected and finally distorted into another strange personality.

At that time, it didn't matter whether Yang Jian was alive or not, and his consciousness was changed as if he was dead.

But even if he understood this, he still did it.

The previous situation was too dangerous, the appearance of three ghosts, and the forced to walk had no way, and it was not possible to open the music box.

And as soon as the music box is opened, if he wants to resist the curse, Yang Jian must use the power of the complete ghost.

Therefore, it's not that Yang Jian can stop if he wants to, there is no turning back on this road of dealing with ghosts, he can only go forward with his head, if he is lucky, he can continue to live, continue to dig into the ability of ghosts, and look for hope to live, if he is unlucky, he is already a rotting corpse at this time.

Along the way, Yang Jian has seen people who are too many ghost riders die on the way.

"Not good. ”

Suddenly.

Yang Jian's body trembled, and his head felt a sharp tingling pain, which was rapidly intensifying, as if something was drilling into his consciousness.

At the same time, many memories that did not belong to him kept coming to mind......

These memories are not his, nor are they the memories of the ghosts, but the memories of many ordinary people in Okawa City after being invaded by the ghosts.

Among these people, there are men, women, old people and children, and there is a mess in their memories, some good and some bad.

His consciousness was to mingle with these memories and become a part of them.

It's not an invasion, it's a fusion.

"Ahh

Yang Jian, who has never been afraid of pain, hugged his hair and screamed at this time.

It was a cry from the soul, a pain that no one could bear, and although his body was still intact, it was as if he was about to be torn apart.

All sorts of different pains came one after another.

This pain, this confusion and fusion of memories seems to blur even the music of the music box.

For the first time.

This was the first time, and Yang Jian fell directly to the ground in pain.

The ghost manipulated his body, and because of the pain, the ghost shook with it, so that his body was completely distorted and deformed, in various incredible positions.

This is something that a living person cannot do, as long as it is twisted, the spine and bones of the body will be shattered, and the person will die a tragic death.

But Yang Jian won't.

While the body twisted and shattered, the ghost shadow was repairing.

However, the terrible screams were real.

The sound is creepy.

"What happened to Yang Jian?" Yang Xiaohua, who survived, was chilled at the moment, she looked around and saw Yang Jian who was weirdly twisted on the ground.

"Did he attack by a ghost, you are not his companion, you should go and help him, if he dies, it will be difficult for us to live." ”

So much has been experienced.

Yang Xiaohua has long lost the arrogance she had before, she only feels that Yang Jian is very important, and she has to rely on him if she wants to survive.

Li Yang's face was gloomy, his face was ugly, and like a dead man, he exuded a cold aura.

"I can't help, it's the same person who steals supernatural power and controls powerful ghosts, the gap between me and the captain is too big, just like Li Leping, he has a problem, no one can deal with it, the same reason, if Yang Jian has a problem, I can't deal with it." ”

"What then?" Yang Xiaohua's eyes widened, and she felt her heart tremble.

The little hope that had just sprung up was about to be extinguished again at this time.

Since coming to this city, many people around her have died, Liu Mingxin is dead, Cai Yu is gone, Li Yi is also dead, and Liu Qingqing is missing...... There are not many people left, and if Yang Jian dies, it is expected that he will be wiped out here.

And so on. ”

Li Yang was not confused, he said in a deep voice: "I can wait now, the captain has his considerations for everything, don't underestimate people like us, the ghost riders who can survive until now are all top, and Yang Jian is the top of the top, so this kind of loss of control and pain, I believe it is taken into account." ”

"How do you believe him?" Yang Xiaohua said.

Li Yang was silent for a moment, did not answer, but sneered: "Just a woman like you, after contacting the captain a few more times, even her personality will be lost, and her body and mind can be unconditionally dedicated." ”

"Can he use supernatural powers to affect personality?" Yang Xiaohua was shocked.

"No, it's his charisma. ”

Li Yang said coldly: "In the terrifying supernatural events, he can bring hope, ordinary people are willing to give up everything for a mouthful of water in the desert, how many people do you think can maintain themselves in this environment? ”

"I've seen several women like you, and they're all desperate, and they can't get rid of them, but you're a little inferior to them..... Not beautiful enough, not good enough figure. ”

"Aren't you concerned about the captain's safety right now?"

Yang Xiaohua bit her lip and said, "I just don't want to die, so ask, do you think I will like such a person? What are you to me? If it weren't for this kind of thing, I wouldn't even look at this kind of person." ”

"You won't, but you'll quickly convince yourself that you can, that people are the best at deceiving themselves, and sometimes you don't need to like it, you just want to live, and the captain can keep you alive. Once you start thinking like this, then it will become an inseparable part of your life, like air, food, and water. ”

"When the time comes, you will honor him as God. ”

"Why do you judge me like that?" Yang Xiaohua said.

"That's how I revere him. ”

Li Yang looked at Yang Jian not far away, his face was calm, but he also seemed very anxious in his heart, and he was afraid that Yang Jian would have an accident.

Yang Xiaohua was silent.

Although she didn't admit it, she couldn't feel worried when she listened to Yang Jian's terrible screams outside.

Deep down, I don't want to see this nasty person die.

After all, he did save himself, and more than once.

Is this what Li Yang said he was in awe of?

Not sure why

A strange thought popped up in Yang Xiaohua's mind.

If Yang Jian wants to have something to do with him at some point, will he refuse or agree......

However, when she thought about it, she felt a little surprised.

Because she didn't resist at all, even a little happy.

"Damn, what am I thinking?" Yang Xiaohua gave herself a slap in the face to stop thinking nonsense.

It's all Li Yang's fault.

She also thought that her personality had been affected and had to try to test herself.

The results are clear.

Yang Xiaohua was not affected by the supernatural power, she still maintained herself and maintained enough sobriety.

And Yang Jian's screams continued, only slightly weakened.

The pain was already numbing him.

Because there are a lot of memories in Yang Jian's consciousness, and those memories are not the memories of one or two people, but the memories of thousands, tens of thousands of people.

Countless memories are intertwined, and only a terrible ghost can bear it.

Yang Jian is an ordinary person, and if he can't bear it, he will definitely go crazy or be schizophrenic.

But the curse of the music box was still there, and it didn't allow him to do so.

The curse protected him.

At the same time, he was tormenting him.

At this moment, Yang Jian even thought about dying and thinking about liberation.

No, it's not that I've thought about it, but I can't ask for it and die immediately.

As long as Yang Jian can get rid of this kind of torture, he can give up everything, he can let go.

Hopefully something, not needed at all.

But Yang Jian couldn't do it.

Under the protection of the curse, his consciousness remained awake forever, but it was really this sobriety that made him feel the most terrible pain and torture in the world.

Endlessly in general.

It's like falling into the depths of hell.

The ghost invasion continues, and so does the confusion of memories.

It takes a process.

The process was not long, because the confrontation of the supernatural was always fierce, but for Yang Jian, every second seemed like a century had passed.

It's not all bad for Yang Jian to endure this pain.

He began to have a lot of memories that were not his, but they were no different from his.

This is the aftermath of the ghost invasion.

Because Yang Jian's consciousness could not be engulfed and could not be changed by invasion, he instead invaded the ghost's consciousness with the help of the curse of the music box.

However, he was not aware of this.

But if he succeeds, then he will be the first to complete the road that Li Leping has not finished.

Become a ghost with the consciousness of a living person.

However, there are pitfalls.

That is, the ghost head did not die, his consciousness could not dominate all this, and he would still be controlled by the ghost.

Even if he becomes a ghost with the consciousness of a living person, he is just a walking corpse walking, and there is no way to resume his actions.

But now is not the time to think about it.

Now it is Yang Jian who has to endure the pain and get through the pain after the fusion of countless memories.

The process was rough.

All the memories were stuffed into Yang Jian's consciousness.

Ten minutes.

This process lasted a full ten minutes.

Ten minutes later, Yang Jian, who fell to the ground and twisted and struggled, gradually calmed down.

He wasn't struggling as hard, and his screams weren't as miserable as before.

Everything is calming down.

The vague ethereal, strange ringtone just now became clear in my mind again at this time.

And as the bell sounded clear, Yang Jian's pain was also rapidly weakening.

But the cold aura still lingered in his mind.

He felt like he was entangled with something else terrible.

I am being affected all the time.

It was the curse of the music box that allowed him to survive, and once there was no protection from the curse, Yang Jian would die in an instant.

The abnormal changes in the Mingyue community will not stop because of Yang Jian's sudden out-of-control screams.

"Whew!"

The cold breeze around was blowing slightly, and the smell of sandalwood accompanied by the smell of corpses had permeated the entire community, and everyone could ask about this strange and unique smell.

Hollow, dimly lit hallway window openings.

A black and white figure walked around, seemingly silently walking down the steps outside.

At the same time at a window opening.

A woman in a red cheongsam suddenly appeared, she stood at the window with a complicated expression, and looked out with a numb face.

She is Liu Qingqing.

But something is wrong with her.

It's like being alive, but it's being manipulated by something, unable to maintain itself, in a state of incomprehension.

However, after a moment's pause at the window, she turned to leave.

Soon.

Her figure also appeared in the hallway.

The red figure swayed.

Along with the old man in black and white, he was leaving the building.

The fierce ghosts belonging to Room 301 are being unleashed.

But that's not the scariest thing.

The scariest thing is.

At this moment, there were no bodies left in the room with the wooden bed in Room 301.

The bed was empty, and the body was gone.

A thin, stinking terrible figure was standing in the living room in a daze, looking at the painting hanging in the living room a little sluggishly.

It was an oil painting of a human figure.

But soon.

The emaciated, stinking corpse was moving again.

It's wandering.

Wandering around the room.

Aimless.

But the door to room 301 is open......

This most terrifying ghost will wander back and leave Room 301 at any time, come to the Mingyue Community, and enter Dachuan City.