Inside the No. 1 safe house in Guanjiang Community.

This safe house was originally built by the Starving Ghost incident, because it was built in a hurry, so the scale was not large, and it could only accommodate about twenty people, considering the limitations, Yang Jian got rid of Zhang Wei's father Zhang Xiangui and built the second safe house.

And this safe house was left idle and became the exclusive safe house of Yang Jian.

In the safe house, there are all kinds of supernatural items collected by Yang Jian, and there are also powerful ghosts in custody.

There are ghost mirrors, embroidered shoes, ghost candles, substitute dead dolls, ghost porcelain......

Yang Jian appeared in this safe house at this moment.

He first placed the doll he got from room 301 before focusing his eyes on the ghost boy.

Reach out and grab it.

Got rid of the bell-like ball around the ghost boy's neck.

With a twist directly, the ball opened, revealing a yellow, mottled old paper, the material was like a sheepskin, but it revealed a cold and strange atmosphere, this was actually a human skin, and a faint smell of corpses could be faintly smelled on it.

"The plan on the human skin paper can only be referenced, I can't believe it, since the last time, what this thing reveals has become more and more terrifying, there are traps between the lines, and each time it is more and more serious, it has reached the point of bluntly wanting to kill me. ”

Yang Jian said secretly in his heart.

Give yourself a heads-up, and tell yourself not to talk about hope and weigh on this thing.

Last time, there was a ghost cupboard layer of insurance, and he survived by luck, if it weren't for the ghost cupboard, he would definitely be dead.

Right now.

His deal with the ghost cabinet hasn't been completed yet, so this time there is no insurance, and it's all on his own.

I didn't dare to ask anyone for help.

There are not many people who can help him.

Wang Xiaoming of the headquarters is one, but he has seen the human skin paper, who knows what trap the human skin paper will set for him.

With Wang Xiaoming's intelligence, he naturally guessed the existence of a trap, but this guy is a very crazy person, knowing that it is a trap, as long as the interests are enough, he will step into it.

Qin Lao might be able to help him as well.

But Yang Jian has no relatives and no reason with him, so he is not qualified to go to others for help.

In the end, people are still on their own.

Along the way, Yang Jian has always been like this.

Retract all kinds of flukes, retreat thoughts.

Yang Jian took a deep breath and opened the skin paper.

The human skin paper, which had not been anything unusual, still had black handwriting on it, twisted and weird, as if something invisible was being written on it.

A familiar and strange sentence came to mind: My name is Yang Jian, and I was dead when you saw this......

Yang Jian was already numb to this sentence and didn't feel anything strange

"Maybe you're right this time, I might really die, if you can't give me a solution to the problem, I'll put your thing up and bury it in the ground before I die, this time it's not 10,000 meters, but deeper. ”

He said hello.

He muttered to himself in front of the parchment, without the slightest hint of threat, but there was no doubt about Yang Jian's determination to bury it.

Soon, the handwriting on the vellum continued to surface: "...... I shouldn't have opened that terrible music box again, last time I survived, but this time I had a premonition that I was going to die, this is my suicide note, if you can see it, please help me fulfill the wish on the suicide note, so that I can die without scruples. ”

"One of my wishes is to open the third door of the ancient mansion of the Republic of China, I want to see what is inside, I didn't open that door before I died, if you can, I hope you can go and see. ”

"My second wish is ......"

Yang Jian's face suddenly darkened.

He felt that the skin paper was talking nonsense, and he was not dead, so it said that he was dead, and he still had to get a suicide note, so that he could fulfill his wish in advance.

How much I wish I was dying.

Or is it that putting the human skin paper in the hands of the ghost boy makes it resentful, and it has begun to give up on itself.

Yang Jian groaned, he could at least judge that there was a huge trap in the information on the human skin.

The third room in the ancient house of the Republic of China cannot be opened.

If I had opened that room before I died, I might have died a terrible death.

"If you can't give me useful advice, you'll lose your value to me, Ghost Boy, come and eat it. Yang Jian directly gave an order.

The ghost boy immediately ran over, and then without hesitation, he opened his mouth and bit down on the parchment.

In the black mouth, dripping corpse water, it was terrifying, and I really wanted to swallow this thing in one gulp.

Yang Jian didn't have the slightest intention of stopping him, he wanted to see if this human skin paper was willing to continue to compromise, this time it was not the human skin paper trying to control him, but he was trying to control the human skin paper.

If you don't compromise, you will be eaten obediently.

If he compromises, he would like to see how this man's skin paper compromises.

The handwriting on the vellum still hasn't changed at all, and it seems that the information on the vellum can only go so far.

And the ghost boy had already bitten on the skin paper at this moment, and wet saliva dripped down the corners of his mouth.

The ghost boy chewed a little, and the skin paper folded and was swallowed little by little.

Yang Jian still watched.

Now it wasn't him who was being pulled into the abyss, but this human vellum, and he wanted to see if this thing was willing to compromise.

If you don't compromise, it's better to disappear now.

Being eaten by a ghost boy is equivalent to being eaten by a starving ghost.

Maybe the ghost boy can still control the human skin.

However, just as the ghost boy swallowed the human skin paper almost halfway through.

The human skin paper, which had not been moving, suddenly became abnormal.

The handwriting on it quickly vanished, and then new handwriting emerged at a rapid pace.

"My name is Yang Jian, and I was dead when you saw this...... I've been through a lot of sinister supernatural events, but this time it's more dangerous than ever, I opened the music box again when I was in Okawa City, this is the second time I've opened the music box, and the cursed bell lingers in my mind again. ”

"I have a hunch that this time I will not be able to fight this terrible curse, I will die, and what is worse than the first time is that my ghost is still in a state of recovery, although it has been suppressed by me temporarily, but this suppression will not last long. ”

"I've tried many things, but none of them worked, and the only way was that I had to let the curse of the music box explode on the ghost, and only then could I live"

"It's a very bold and crazy idea, that's what I think, that's what I do, I don't know if I should tell you this method, and before that I want to ask you a word. ”

"What is human consciousness?"

“......”

"Loosen your mouth and don't eat. ”

Yang Jian saw the handwriting on it and immediately snatched back the parchment paper.

But as soon as I snatched it back, the handwriting on it quickly disappeared.

Although he disappeared quickly, he had seen it through the ghost's eyes.

Especially the last sentence, "What is human consciousness?"

Yang Jian was thinking, but the content had changed.

The handwriting on the vellum turned into a plan: "I solved the curse of the music box and the problem of the revival of the ghost, but you must trust the human skin in your hand, do not doubt, any doubt may kill you." ”

"The curse of the music box erupted two days later at 1:15 p.m., and when the curse erupted, I loosened the coffin nail that suppressed the ghost, allowing the ghost to invade my consciousness and cover my face with skin paper...... Then I fell asleep, and when I woke up again, the ghost had died, and the music box curse was gone. ”

"My name is Yang Jian, and I was alive when you saw this. ”

The handwriting stopped coming out, and everything fell into peace.

The vellum no longer exhibits supernatural changes.

Yang Jian's eyes were very cold, and he stared at the dark brown skin paper in his hand: "When the curse erupts, put the skin paper on your face, and then sleep for a while?" Is the trap already so blatantly arranged? Or is there no need to cover it up now, just put the trap here and wait for me to step on it when I am in a desperate situation?"

The Vellum Hidden Trap didn't work, and now it seems to have changed tactics.

"This plan is not credible, and I think that sentence is the key. ”

"What is human consciousness?"

Yang Jian pondered: "This sentence emerged under the threat of the ghost child, so it has a certain degree of credibility. ”

"If you want to survive this curse, the key is consciousness, this is the breakthrough, I know this, and the skin paper knows this, but the skin paper knows the plan, I don't know...... However, according to the characteristics of human skin paper in the past, the plan he can give must have the conditions for completion, and it is impossible to give me a plan that cannot be completed. ”

"Are you going to solve the mystery again?"

He rubbed his head.

Puzzle solving, that's not his forte.

"Let's think about it, anyway, there are still two and a half days to go, and now I need a supernatural weapon that I can use, but can't let the ghost use, to prevent me from causing a greater threat after the revival of the supernatural. ”

Yang Jian put away the human skin paper, stuffed it into the golden ball, and hung it around the ghost boy's neck again.

He got up and walked into the tool room of the safe house.

There are a lot of emergency tools in the tool room, as well as a lot of gold, as well as some smelting equipment.

Normally, he can make a container for holding evil spirits here.

It is also possible to craft some gold items.

And this time, Yang Jian considered that he might resurrect the ghost after death, but the supernatural item must not be controlled by the ghost, so he had to take some precautions.

Like the tall male corpse at Caesars Hotel.

Wandering and killing people as a ghost, holding a strange chai knife, it is extremely terrifying.

What Yang Jian has to do is to put an end to this hidden danger.

Looking at the complete smelting tools in the tool room, he immediately thought of a lot of professional manufacturing techniques, smelting experience, and even abrasive making, as well as carving, polishing and other related skills.

These skills are not his.

It was captured by the ghost head invading the memories of countless people.

But now, Yang Jian has these memories and skills, just like he used to sketch on an airplane.