Mysterious recovery

Then he froze in place, as if lost in thought.

"Human skin paper, found."

Yang Jian ignored Fang Jing, but found the clue of the human skin paper from his memory.

But the human skin is not on Fang Jing's body, but in his home.

It's just that Fang Jing at this time hasn't noticed the strangeness of the human skin paper.

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Stealing Fang Jing's memory, Yang Jian learned everything, got the location of the human skin in the world three years ago, and immediately took Wang Shanshan to prepare to leave.

"Yang Jian, you're not going to class anymore?" Zhang Wei hurriedly said, "Take me if you want to skip class, don't leave me behind."

After speaking, he also chased after him.

"I have to deal with some personal matters, not to play, you'd better stay in the classroom and attend class." Yang Jian walked out of the classroom while talking.

"Don't be so indifferent." Zhang Wei followed up cheekily.

But when he just walked out of the classroom door, he was stunned.

Outside the classroom, the figures of Yang Jian and Wang Shanshan had disappeared, and there was no one in the corridor.

"Is it necessary to walk so fast?" Zhang Wei muttered, disappointed and could only return to the classroom.

At the moment, other students in the classroom are talking wildly about what happened just now.

But all of this has nothing to do with Yang Jian.

Although the classmates from three years ago are familiar, they are all unimportant memories in Yang Jian's eyes. He will not stay here to waste time reminiscing with his classmates, and leave immediately after completing his purpose.

However, Yang Jian and Wang Shanshan, who left the No. [-] Middle School, came to a community in Dachang City.

soon.

Yang Jian used the ghost domain and came to the residents of one of the buildings.

There was no one in the room at this time. Fang Jing's parents should be at work and not at home at this time. This is also a good thing and saves some trouble.

"Is the human skin paper at Fang Jing's house?" Wang Shanshan glanced casually, her eyes resting on a bookshelf.

This bookshelf is full of all kinds of books, all of which are masterpieces of famous authors, history and literature, and even many old books of some years. It can be seen that the owner of this family prefers to read books, and also I like to collect all kinds of books.

Wang Shanshan has a sharper sense.

Apparently the only bookshelf in this room where human skin paper could possibly be placed.

"It should be on this bookshelf." Wang Shanshan said slowly.

Yang Jian nodded: "That's right, the human skin is hidden on this bookshelf."

As he spoke, he took a few steps forward, then swept his ghostly eyes casually, and finally took a thick book from the bookshelf.

The font of this book is in traditional Chinese. It seems to be published in the period of the Republic of China. The original owner kept it well preserved, and there is nothing incomplete.

But the next moment.

The book in Yang Jian's hand began to oxidize and crack rapidly, and finally fell into pieces.

The thick book quickly dissipated in his hands, and in the end only one page of dark brown yellowish paper remained, which was still intact without being affected by the spiritual power.

"Human skin paper." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he found a piece of human skin paper that was exactly the same as his own.

"It seems that everything is going well." Wang Shanshan said.

Yang Jiandao: "There are not many things that can stop me in this world, but I'm really curious that a world that was constructed three years ago can perfectly reproduce everything. The longer you stay here I am more and more suspicious that this may be a real world, not fake."

"I feel the same way." Wang Shanshan nodded, feeling it herself.

So the more this is the case, the easier it is to indulge in the past world and not want to wake up, because they really can't find out what is false in this world.

Yang Jian was waiting quietly holding the human skin paper from three years ago.

There was nothing abnormal about the cold human skin being held in the palm, everything seemed to be peaceful, making one wonder whether this human skin paper was really useful.

"Appeared."

After waiting quietly for a moment, Yang Jian's eyes were fixed.

The human skin paper from three years ago in his hand seemed to have been awakened after a long sleep. Black and distorted writing began to appear on it. At first, these writings were dense and shapeless, and it was impossible to see what was on it, but soon these writings Continue to distort and deform, and gradually become traditional characters.

Just like the handwriting on the previous book.

However, some of the traditional characters began to disappear soon, and finally became the familiar simplified characters.

"My name is...Yang Jian, I will be dead when you read this sentence..."

The strangeness of the human skin paper began to appear.The familiar handwriting appeared in front of my eyes again.

"The information is gone?"

Yang Jian tried to continue reading, but found that the other distorted handwriting behind the first sentence was quickly disappearing, and no new information came out.

"Could it be the same as the human skin in our hands that refuses to help us?" Wang Shanshan asked.

"I don't know, let's look again. If it doesn't work, I'll find a place to bury this thing, and bury it a few thousand meters deep. I guarantee that it will never be discovered." Yang Jian said.

But he had just finished his sentence.

On the human skin paper from three years ago in my hand, words immediately appeared: "...I came to this world by accident, but I know very well that this is not the real world three years ago. In a world full of dangers, I must find a way to get out of here before six o'clock in the evening and return to my world."

"It's 11:30 now, and I don't have much time left. I'm trying to trace my past experience, looking for the older generation of ghost masters who are still alive, hoping to learn from them how to get out of here."

"At [-]:[-], I came to Taiping Ancient Town, but I wasted some time there but didn't find the answer I wanted."

"At ten past twelve, I went to the ghost post office, trying to find the manager of the ghost post office, but I found the old man named Luo Wensong, but I met Zhang Xianguang, and I fought with him in the ghost post office, but I I never thought that Luo Wensong would stand by Zhang Xianguang's side and join hands with him to deal with me."

"I couldn't defeat the two of them teaming up. I failed and died in the ghost post office..."

"Huh?" Yang Jian's face moved slightly when he saw this sentence.

According to the prediction of the human skin paper, he tried to find the answer to leaving here from the older generation of ghost masters left in the Republic of China. It turned out that Yang Jian was killed in the ghost post office, and died under the joint efforts of Zhang Xianguang and Luo Wensong. .

"I'm not a match for these two people?" Yang Jian was a little surprised.

According to his calculations, he should be able to fight against these two people now, but he didn't expect that when he tried his best, he was not the opponent and was killed in the ghost post office.

It seemed that Luo Wensong was not as simple as he thought.

Luo Wensong was more terrifying when he was alive than after death.

Of course, it is not ruled out that the place of the fight is in the ghost post office, where the opponent has the upper hand after all.

The message of death appeared, the handwriting on the human skin paper began to disappear, and then new handwriting began to emerge.

"My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence, I will already be dead... I accidentally returned to the world three years ago and I am thinking about how to get out of here. I have tried to seek help from the older generation of ghost masters. , but it is a pity that I failed, I must not go to the ghost post office, otherwise I will die under the joint efforts of Zhang Xianguang and Luo Wensong."

"I changed my mind and went to the headquarters at 10:[-]. On the condition of joining the headquarters, I met Mr. Qin."

"Three years ago, Mr. Qin was still alive. I asked him how to leave this world, but Mr. Qin refused, and asked me to stay in this world and change the future of this world. I know that all this is impossible , because at six o'clock in the evening I will be confronted with terror like never before."

"After being rejected, I tried to leave the headquarters to seek other solutions, but I failed. I was trapped in the headquarters by Mr. Qin."

"At six o'clock in the evening, a terrifying ghost appeared."

"Ten past six, I'm dead..."

Another death message appeared.

This time, Yang Jian didn't die in the ghost post office, nor did he die in the hands of Mr. Qin, but was forcibly trapped in the headquarters by Mr. Qin, unable to get out of the trap. When the time came, he could only die of hatred.

"Continue." Yang Jian looked ugly, staring at the human skin paper.

I hope this new human skin can predict a way out for myself.

This new human skin paper is very suitable for Yang Jian, and it seems to establish the initial trust, so it is constantly helping Yang Jian to predict everything in the future, and he does not pretend to be silent.

Perhaps it was also worried that it would be buried underground by Yang Jian and never see the light of day.

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Time passed little by little.

Although Yang Jian got the second human skin paper smoothly, he who was trapped in the world three years ago did not find a way to leave here so easily.

He even predicted death several times, forcibly blocking his paths.

"Every time I predict, I can't live past [-]:[-], which means that people who stay in this world after [-]:[-] will undoubtedly die. If you want to live, you must find a way to leave here before [-]:[-], but the predicted result Among them, every time I tried to use my own experience to seek help from the world, I failed.”

Yang Jian said with a cold expression.

"What did you think of?" Wang Shanshan asked beside her.

"It's not a special idea, but I suspect that the prerequisite for leaving here is not to try to seek help from other people. There may be problems with the 'people' in this world, and they seem to have an inexplicable hostility towards us, and the more The more powerful the ghost master, the stronger this hostility."

"According to the normal situation, Mr. Qin at the headquarters would never do anything to me. He had something to do with my father, and it was more or less a matter of affection. At the headquarters, and locked me up until six o'clock in the evening, let me die here."

Wang Shanshan lowered her head and thought: "When you said that, I remembered that many classmates were very unfriendly to me when I was in the No. [-] Middle School. Most of them turned to Su Lei, but in fact, I was in school. I'm more popular than her."

"But Zhang Wei is still the same as before."

Yang Jian said: "That's because some things didn't involve him, so there's no way to define it, but I guess it shouldn't be wrong."

"But this will not help us leave this world." Wang Shanshan said.

"You are wrong. After realizing this, this is the beginning of breaking the game. Assuming that there is a problem with the "people" in this world, will there be problems with the "things" in this world? The second card in our hand The human skin may be helping us, but it is more hostile than the original human skin."

"The so-called speculation on human skin paper may also be a waste of our time, let us pin our hopes on this thing, and miss the way to get out of trouble."

"Assuming my speculation is true, then the way to get out of here is related to time. In other words, the way to get out of trouble takes time, and the longer the better, otherwise it will not succeed."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he began to think quickly.

"Ghost boy, come here."

Suddenly, his tone changed, and he immediately gave an order.

Immediately, an unclothed, cold child with pale blue skin suddenly ran out from nowhere.

Gui Tong appeared in front of Yang Jian, tilted his head slightly, and looked at him with reddish pupils.

Yang Jian looked at the three-year-old human skin paper in his hand, and threw it to Guitong without hesitation: "Eat it."

"This is you?" Wang Shanshan was a little puzzled.

Yang Jian said: "Since the human skin paper in this world knows everything, and has a deep-seated hostility towards us, and is uncontrollable, it is better to let the ghost boy eat it. The ghost boy has the ability to starve ghosts to death. A ghost would be absorbed like a puzzle."

"That is to say, as long as the ghost boy eats the human skin paper, it will have the supernatural power of the human skin paper, and become a human skin paper on our side."

"However, there are risks in doing so. After the human skin paper that knows everything is eaten by the ghost boy, I am worried that I will help the ghost boy to open up his wisdom... A smart, wise ghost boy who has the characteristics of a starved ghost is too dangerous, and it is easy to lose control , it doesn't meet my requirements, but it doesn't matter in this world."

"I believe that the ghosts of this world only exist in this world, and once they leave this world, everything will disappear."

The thrown human skin paper seems to be doing a final struggle at this moment. Obviously Yang Jian has mastered the strength and direction, but after throwing it out, he turns in mid-air in an unreasonable way, and drifts towards the window. fly away.

Obviously it wanted to escape from here, and didn't want to be eaten alive by the ghost boy.

"Useless struggle." Yang Jian's ghost eyes opened, covering the ghost realm.

The ghost boy immediately disappeared in place. It has some characteristics of ghost eyes and can freely roam in Yang Jian's ghost domain.

next moment.

The ghost boy appeared in mid-air, and then swallowed the human skin paper floating in mid-air with his blackened and exaggerated mouth, and it fell into his stomach without even chewing.

The human skin paper in this world has just been revived, and its appearance is strange. Before it has time to fool Yang Jian, it has been reduced to food.

At this moment, Guitong's stomach is slightly distended, as if he is full.

Then the ghost boy with the characteristics of the starving ghost began to reveal that terrifying potential.

The bulging stomach began to dry up rapidly, and the swallowed human skin paper was being rapidly digested and became a part of the ghost boy's body.

Guitong froze in place at the moment, as if he had fallen into dead silence, but his skin color was changing.

The faint blue and black on his body was rapidly disappearing, replaced by a pale brown, this kind of skin color was getting closer to a living person, and no longer looked like a dead baby.

It is not surprising that the starving ghost can display some characteristics of the ghost that it eats on its body.

"It worked."

Yang Jian said: "The next step is to test whether the ghost boy has the feature of predicting the future like human skin paper."