Fang Jing didn't expect Yang Jian to hang up the phone so decisively, and there was no room for him to negotiate.

He only thought about perfunctory Yang Jian first, and when he was safe after leaving the school, he did not hesitate to turn his face and refuse to hand over the parchment.

However, Yang Jian's decisiveness and simplicity directly made him panic.

And what is even more deadly is that the footsteps behind him appear again.

Yang Jian's guidance before was only temporary for him to get rid of the ghost behind him.

"What should I do, what should I do, I will definitely not be able to get out of here without Yang Jian's help, I will definitely die in the hands of the ghosts, I don't want to die, my future has just begun, with the help of parchment, I will definitely be able to become a person in this world, how can I be willing to do this."

Die here?"

Fang Jing panicked in his heart, he broke out in a cold sweat, and subconsciously continued to run, hoping to stay away from the footsteps behind him.

But to no avail, the footsteps behind him were getting closer.

The darkness around them seems to be getting thicker and thicker, and it can engulf people.

"No, no, I can't die, give him the parchment, Yang Jian is right, if I die, it is useless to know more, and I have a general understanding of the future information, and the value of parchment to me is not as great as I imagined. ”

Under the threat of death, there is nothing that cannot be abandoned.

Fang Jing's palms trembled, and he picked up his mobile phone and called Zhang Wei's phone back.

"Toot, toot. ”

The call went through.

"I'll give you the parchment, I'll give it to you, as long as you promise to take me out of here. Before the other side could speak, he preemptively spoke.

Yang Jian's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Throw the parchment on the ground, I will go and get it." ”

Fang Jing didn't play any more tricks at this moment, he didn't hesitate to take out a stack of dark brown paper from his pocket, and then threw it on the ground.

"I've done it, you help, help, I don't want to die. ”

Yang Jian said, "I'll teach you to get rid of the ghost behind you first, and you go to the right." ”

"Okay, thanks, thanks, thank you. Fang Jing panicked and hurriedly followed Yang Jian's instructions.

"Further to the right. Yang Jian continued.

The square mirror did it again, and the effect was immediately apparent.

The footsteps behind him were gradually pulled away, and finally disappeared completely, Fang Jing was surprised and delighted, he knew that he was safe for the time being.

"Stupid. ”

Yang Jian put down his phone, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he stopped, and looked at Fang Jing spinning around like a headless fly in the woods in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel ridiculous with surprise and joy.

The footsteps following Fang Jing were not ghosts at all.

It's him.

Yes, no ghost followed Fang Jing, only Yang Jian followed him.

was frightened by ghosts, and Fang Jing couldn't see through the ghost domain, who knew that there was actually a person behind him?

"This is the parchment that records the information of the future?" Yang Jian picked up the things on the ground.

The brown leather, soft and a little cold, as if taken out of the freezer, revealed a bit ominous and weird.

As soon as he started his hand, the eyes on the back of his hand couldn't help but open, emitting a faint red light.

"It's not parchment...... It's human skin, and it's very wrong. Yang Jian felt a pang in his heart, and this thought popped up in his mind.

Open it and take a look.

A line of words is written on the parchment.

"My name is Fang Jing, I was dead when you read this letter, don't be surprised, I am yours ten years later, and I am telling you the future information through some special method, and please be sure to remember the following content in my former self. ”

"There are already ghosts in this world, not a joke, by the time you know the news, it's already late, at least half a year behind the other ghost handlers. ”

"Be careful of your classmate Yang Jian, he will be terrible in the future...... I was killed by him, so you must kill Yang Jian in advance, otherwise you will definitely die at his hands in the future, remember to kill Yang Jian. ”

"On June 20 of a certain year, when you are studying in the evening, you will meet an Interpol Zhou Zheng to explain some special knowledge to you, which is very important, that Zhou is a ghost handler belonging to the Asian Division, codenamed Ghost Baby Zhou Zheng, but he is a passerby, don't take it too seriously. ”

"Watch out for the ghost baby that runs out of his body, that thing will grow, and in a few months the ghost baby will grow into a ........ It is advisable to stay away from ....... Otherwise you will die. ”

"Must join Interpol as soon as possible......"

"Remember...... Gold..... Paper. ”

"Stay away from ....... Escape. ”

“...... Ghost ....."

When Yang Jian saw this information, he found that the handwriting on the parchment was rapidly becoming blurry and dim.

The key information was constantly erased by some force, and completely disappeared in front of the eyes, and the originally dense notes had become a large blank piece of parchment at this time.

It's like characters on a computer, disappearing one by one.

Yang Jian hadn't even seen anything useful, and the font on the parchment that recorded the future information was already all the news.

"What the hell is going on?"

He frowned deeply and flipped through the parchment left and right.

Indeed, the handwriting is gone, and there is no trace at all.

Faced with this phenomenon, Yang Jian couldn't help but think of a movie he had seen before, if there was a change in the past, there will be a change in the future.

Could it be that he took away the parchment of the square mirror that recorded the information of the future, so he erased the traces of the future?

However, Yang Jian didn't think about it for long, but he saw himself appear on the parchment again.

Stroke by stroke, it is like an invisible person holding a pen and constantly writing.

"My name is Yang Jian, I was dead when you read this letter, I am you ten years later, and I am telling you about the future through some special method......."

Yang Jian felt a chill when he saw this, and looked at the parchment in his hand and couldn't help shrinking slightly: "What the hell is this......

This is definitely not parchment with information about the future.

He could feel the weirdness and evil nature of this human skin, and the words that appeared on it just now were not erased by the future square mirror at all, but by the human skin on its own.

It has changed its owner, and it wants to erase the information of the previous owner, so it is now generating information from Yang Jian.

"The above things must not be trusted, this thing cannot be wanted. ”

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and he felt a fear of the unknown.

He looked left and right, trying to throw the skin down the drain and make it disappear forever.

But a series of handwriting appeared on the parchment: Don't lose it, don't lose it...... I can help you.

...... You'd die without me..... will die

Soon all the handwriting was gone, and only two words remained: stay, stay.

The two words are repeated repeatedly, twisting and turning, without discipline, of different sizes, and covered with the whole human skin.