"Just now I had a new file set up at headquarters, Class A, codenamed Room 301. ”

On a plane to Dachang City.

Li Yang took advantage of this incident to report on his work, since this matter has not been completely resolved, it is very important to establish a file and divide the level of supernatural events.

But based on the losses of Dachuan City and Li Leping's situation, it is not an exaggeration to set this incident as S-class.

However, since most of the things were resolved, only one ghost was left wandering in the Mingyue Community, and the impact of setting it as S-level was too great, so it was still lowered by one level.

"The files established by the headquarters have little to do with us, just report it, after all, this matter has been controlled for a short time. Yang Jian said.

His purpose in asking Li Yang to return was very simple.

Li Yang himself had not entered Room 301 and was not very clear about the situation there, so the really important information was all in Yang Jian's mind.

And the information file he built up is the most important thing.

"Room 301. ”

Yang Jian was sitting on a chair in the cabin at the moment, holding a drawing board in his hand, and he didn't know where to find a pencil, and quickly sketched on the white paper.

He didn't know how to sketch before.

But now that he does, he has a lot of memories in his mind, and there are a lot of sketching techniques and methods in his memory.

It's as if I've learned it before.

He knew that this memory was not his, but the memories of a living person stolen by the ghost head who had invaded Okawa City.

There is everything in those memories, one of the sketches.

Soon the appearance of a room appeared on the blank paper.

The walls, the floors, the tables, and many other details are revealed.

Yang Jian felt that there were still many things in Room 301 that had not been investigated, and there were still many secrets that had not been excavated, so he didn't want to continue to take risks, so he just drew the things in his memory and stored them in the file, so as not to forget them after too much time had passed.

Soon.

The sketch is complete.

Yang Jian sorted out the file, and then glanced at the coffin nail standing on the ground next to him.

The coffin was still nailed to the ghost.

The ringing of the music box in my head will echo.

Now Yang Jian is in a state where he will die at any time, whether it is an out-of-control ghost or a music box, he may take his life.

In addition, the curse of the music box is also limited.

After a few days the curse ends, Yang Jian will die as well.

So there wasn't much time left for him to deal with the problem.

"If I want to live, I have to let the curse of the music box explode on the ghost, let the ghost bear the curse of the music box, if it succeeds, the complete ghost is likely to die again, and then my consciousness will take charge of it all, and at that time I will not only be able to control the complete ghost, but also may have the music box curse. ”

Yang Jian looked at the small red lacquer box in his hand.

He could feel that the supernatural power inside was gone.

The box is just the carrier, and the real horror is the cursed ringtone of the music box.

Now that bell rings in my head.

Only when he dies again will the cursed bell return to the music box.

Now even if someone else opens the music box, it is useless, there will be no sound from it at all, and it will not have any effect on ordinary people.

So, the problem is still that, how to ensure that the consciousness of the living does not disappear. ”

Yang Jian faced this dilemma again.

In the past, he relied on spiritual positions and supernatural photos to transfer consciousness, but now he has a spiritual position in his hands, and if he transfers consciousness, he needs to be replaced by someone.

The substitute must be in the supernatural photo.

And the camera that can take supernatural photos is still in the hands of the headquarters.

Of course, the paranormal camera is only a premise.

The most important thing is the success rate.

What if the ghost head's consciousness shifted with him?

As soon as the curse of the music box is over, he will still die.

Now the situation is different from before, Yang Jian only suffered one curse before, but now he has suffered two.

So.

In a different situation, the method of transferring consciousness is no longer advisable.

"Of course, there is another way, that is, to do nothing, let the ghost invade his consciousness, and when the music box curse breaks out, as long as he is lucky, this curse may not be able to kill me, and if he doesn't move, the ghost will prevent the curse from breaking out for himself. ”

Yang Jian has another plan.

It's still a gamble.

After all, when the ghost is invading itself, it is also invading the ghost.

The entanglement of consciousness is mutual.

The curse of the music box will certainly also be shared.

"Completely merge into the ghost's consciousness, and then the curse erupts, causing the ghost to bear the curse and fall into a state of death....... But there must be a safeguard in place to accomplish this project, otherwise my consciousness may not survive. ”

Yang Jian subconsciously thought of the ghost cupboard.

If the deal of the Ghost Cabinet is completed, then he can ask the Ghost Cabinet to ensure that his consciousness is immortal.

When the curse breaks out, he'll be fine.

It's just that the deal of the ghost cabinet is not yet complete.

Yang Jian couldn't make a request.

"I have a last resort alternative, human skin paper. ”

Ultimately.

At this moment of death, Yang Jian once again remembered the dangerous human skin that could reveal information.

The skin paper may reveal information and methods.

But how dangerous it is, Yang Jian didn't dare to say.

But when that time really comes, even if he knows that there is danger, he will definitely try.

If you don't try, you will definitely die, and there is still a chance to survive if you try.

Which path to choose is obvious.

While thinking about it, the plane had already landed at the airport in Dachang City.

Compared with the deserted and weird urban environment of Dachuan City, Dachang City is obviously normal.

The flow of people shuttles, bustling and lively.

Although it still can't be compared with before, it is already very complex, especially after Yang Jian became the captain, more people were attracted to Dachang City, although this matter is confidential, but it can't stand the spread of information.

A city where a captain settles down is a huge attraction for many people.

The flow of people at the airport speaks for itself.

"You have a good rest these days, I have something to do, and the post office will be talked about when I get back. Yang Jian said to Li Yang before getting off the plane.

Li Yang nodded, he knew that Yang Jian had to deal with his own situation.

Although I am worried that Yang Jian may not be able to handle it.

But he still didn't ask about this matter, because it was useless to ask, if Yang Jian was really gone, many things would be meaningless.

"Captain, be careful. Li Yang just reminded him.

"Don't worry, it'll be fine. Yang Jian replied flatly, not knowing whether he was comforting him or comforting himself.

Soon.

The two separated inside the airport.

Li Yang left by car, but Yang Jian used the ghost domain to leave.

Actually, he could have used the Oni Domain to rush back from Okawa City, but he didn't do so because he needed some time to think about countermeasures.

Yang Jian directly appeared in the Guanjiang Community of Dachang City.

The dark shadow beneath his feet was still nailed by the coffin.

The ghost's restrictions have not been lifted, so as to prevent the control of the body from being snatched back by the ghost.

"Go to Wang Shanshan to find the ghost boy and retrieve the human skin paper. Yang Jian's thought was very direct, his figure disappeared again, and then appeared in the ancient mansion of the Republic of China that had been renovated in the community.

After the renovation of the ancient house, it became a villa for one of Wang Shanshan's people.

She lives here.

There is a tall fence built nearby, and ordinary people can't get in at all.

It's afternoon and the sun is still bright.

Yang Jian appeared in the courtyard of the ancient mansion, bathed in the sunlight falling from the sky, his breath was still cold, and there was a smell of rotting corpses around him.

A fair-faced, elegant young woman was sitting at a desk in the bright, tidy lobby, looking down at a book.

"Are you going to die again?"

Wang Shanshan noticed Yang Jian's appearance, she raised her head slightly, and there was no expression on her white and tender face.

Like an iceberg girl, she has no feelings.

"Do you feel it?" Yang Jian said motionlessly.

Wang Shanshan didn't speak, but lifted her sleeves slightly, revealing her snow-white arms, and a strange red eye on it was actually peeking around.

The red eyes are not yet fully formed, only outlines, not substances.

It's like a ghost eye, but it can't reach the point of a ghost eye.

"The revival of the ghost eye, have you even been affected?" Yang Jian understood at a glance what was going on.

He opened the seventh-layer ghost realm without incident, and that was because of the curse of the music box and the complete ghost shadow.

But Wang Shanshan is different, she has also been eroded by the supernatural power of the ghost eye, so the feeling will be particularly obvious.

"I can already see. Wang Shanshan closed her eyes and shook her arms.

The eyes on his arm were staring at Yang Jian.

The strange thing is that Yang Jian can also feel the gaze coming from that eye.

"It's going to be fine, I can take care of it. ”

Wang Shanshan covered the eyes on her arm, and then said, "You are more serious this time. ”

"I know, that's why I'm talking to you. Yang Jian said flatly.

Two classmates in high school for three years, but now because of the lack of affection, they are indifferent like enemies.

In fact, they both know very well in their hearts that the two have experienced so much and actually have a good relationship.

It's just that I lack feelings and can't express it.

"So you're here to find the ghost boy this time?" Wang Shanshan knew Yang Jian very well and guessed his purpose.

Yang Jian said: "Yes, and I will disappear for a few days to deal with my own problems. ”

Wang Shanshan stood up and walked in front of Yang Jian, she ignored the smell of corpses emanating from Yang Jian's body, stretched out her white and slender palm, and touched Yang Jian's cheek: "Anyone in this city can die, but you can't, because you are Yang Jian." ”

"Of course, I'm Yang Jian, and I won't die. Yang Jian squeezed out a smile.

Cold numbness.

Wang Shanshan stopped talking, she put down her palm and glanced at the corner next to her.

A strange child in a dead life coat, standing there barefoot, tilting his head slightly to look at this side, with no pupils in his red eyes, giving people a weird and evil feeling, which is terrifying.

Yang Jian looked at the big golden bell around the ghost boy's neck.

It contained human skin paper.

This was done in the first place to prevent the skin paper from getting out of control.

Because as long as the human skin paper dares to come out, the ghost boy will eat it in one bite.

And the ghost boy doesn't need to rest, he can stare at it twenty-four a day, and there will be no time to be lazy.