Mysterious recovery

It has nothing to do with emotion, but the survival instinct of a creature drives her to make a decision.

Perhaps the same is true for Jiang Yan.

For this operation, Yang Jian only brought the ghost rope and the ghost mirror on the back of the pickup truck.

It was an all-or-nothing decision. Yang Jian even put down the human skin paper this time. If he died, that thing would fall into Wang Xiaoming's hands. With his mind, he might be able to get more useful information from the human skin paper. , but what is certain is that Wang Xiaoming's use of human skin paper will be more radical and bold.

But this kind of thing has nothing to do with the current Yang Jian.

On the road, the vehicle bumped and knocked several terrifying figures into the air.

But Yang Jian was expressionless, and he didn't intend to stop at all. He even heard some people's desperate cries for help, but he didn't pay attention to it, and didn't even look at it.

Soon, he came to this silent and luxurious neighborhood.

The vehicle drove directly into the courtyard of Zhang Wei's home, knocking the courtyard door away.

Yang Jian got off the car directly, lifted the ghost mirror from the compartment, and walked into the house.

The ghost mirror was covered with a layer of black cloth, so it did not transmit light. He placed the mirror in an empty room on the second floor of Zhang Wei's home, and placed it against the wall to prevent it from being accidentally knocked over.

Another cabinet was brought in, and a fully charged mobile phone was placed here, because the mobile phone camera has a night vision function, although the view is not very clear, but everything in Yang Jian and the room can still be seen.

The mobile phone is successfully connected.

now.

Inside the safe house, Wang Xiaoming was sitting on the ground against the wall. He felt a vibration from his mobile phone, and immediately his face froze, and he immediately looked down.

He saw Yang Jian in an empty room, the camera was shaking, and seemed to be still adjusting the angle, and after the camera was adjusted, he saw a mirror again.

The mirror in the style of the Republic of China was covered by a black cloth, only some brackets of the mirror were exposed.

"What are you going to do?" He asked in his mind.

After Yang Jian placed the mobile phone, he was relieved after making sure that the camera would not intersect with the mirror.

He closed the curtains in the room, moved all other irrelevant things out of the room, and then closed the door and locked the safe.

Sitting in front of the ghost mirror covered by a black cloth, Yang Jian was silent for a long time, and finally took out an object wrapped in gold leaf from his pocket.

Inside is an old straw rope.

This is the ghost rope obtained from Wang Yue. Ordinary people can no longer control this thing, because it is already in a state of recovery.

However, compared with other ghosts, this ghost rope is not particularly difficult to deal with. As long as it is restrained in time, it will not cause great harm. But if left alone, this ghost rope may hang people in a city.

Without immediately untying the gold leaf wrapped around the ghost rope, he first tied one end of the thing to the chandelier in the room.

Tried the weight, it's ok.

The quality of the decoration of Zhang Wei's house is so good that it should not fall down.

Then, Yang Jian put the other end of the rope around his neck to ensure that he would be the first target of the ghost rope. If he didn't do this, it would be embarrassing if the thing was released and ran away.

"The order should be correct." Yang Jian thought to himself, and then walked to the ghost mirror.

The ghost mirror covered with black cloth is harmless to humans and animals.

But only Yang Jian knew how evil this thing was.

Possesses the ability to bring people back from the dead, and as a price will release a ghost of unknown level in the ghost mirror.

As something suspected to be left by the ghost master 100 years ago, it is now appearing in modern times. No one knows what its existence means.

At this moment, although he was nervous, Yang Jian did not back down.

Having reached this point, we can only bite the bullet and go on.

Facing the phone camera, he gestured an OK gesture, and then stretched out his finger to enter the countdown state.

"Three~!"

"Yang Jian wants to hang himself?"

Wang Xiaoming watched Yang Jian's series of weird movements, and when he put the suspected rope on his head, even the thickest people understood what he was going to do.

"No, it wasn't a simple suicide. The rope was wrapped with gold foil. It was a ghost in captivity. The mirror that couldn't see the front was also weird. It was definitely not an ordinary mirror, otherwise Yang Jian wouldn't deliberately in front of you."

"Is that mirror a ghost? Unlikely, Yang Jian didn't imprison the mirror, and the mirror has been very quiet during the period."

No matter how clever Wang Xiaoming was, he had no idea about the arrangement of all this. He couldn't guess what Yang Jian was going to do.

If it's just a simple suicide by hanging, there is no need to prepare so much.

"Two~!"

Yang Jian gestured again.

However, at this moment, his movements paused, as if the satellite positioning phone rang.

"Yang Jian, it's me, Liu Xiaoyu. Your actions have been approved by the higher authorities. Vice Minister Cao Yanhua said that whether your actions fail or succeed, all consequences will be borne by the state. You can feel free to do it without any consequences. By the way, do you need to talk to your mother on the phone? I can connect you at any time." Liu Xiaoyu's voice came.

"I understand. You tell my mom that I'm fine. Besides, if I didn't take the initiative to contact you after the call was hung up, don't connect without authorization. Maybe a call will kill me."

Yang Jian suppressed his voice, because he was not sure if there were third-stage ghost babies around.

"Okay, then, I will leave everything in Dachang City to you." Liu Xiaoyu said with a bit of gravity and respect.

Yang Jian didn't answer her, but hung up the phone directly, and then threw the satellite positioning phone behind him.

"One~!"

Facing the direction of the camera, he gestured the last number, and then he yanked off the black cloth covering the ghost mirror.

"Come on, let me see if I can crawl out of hell and become a ghost."

Yang Jian growled in his heart, and in his eyes there was only a madness of gambling with fate.

When the smooth and bright ghost mirror shines on his whole body.

The terror has officially begun.

Chapter 259 The Dead Yang Jian

ghost mirror.

Yang Jian didn't even know if he could define this thing as a ghost, but like human skin paper, it was a kind of seemingly harmless thing that actually lurks in the dark.

The mirror shone on him, but there was no shadow of Yang Jian.

The mirror is blank inside and out.

But all of this is under consideration, and it will take a little time for the ghost mirror to leave a shadow of a person.

And within this time, Yang Jian had to finish the rest of the work.

He first controlled the ghost image to enter his body, and at the same time untied the gold foil wrapped around the ghost rope.

Complete the two things at the same time to ensure that you will not be unable to untie the ghost rope after being controlled by the ghost, which will cause you to die in a muddle with different progress.

For this time, Yang Jian didn't sleep last night and kept thinking about today's actions, so he was extremely cautious, not letting any details go wrong, and even borrowed Zhang Xiangui's black suit for fear of something reflective on his body Wearing it on the body, even the camera of the mobile phone is adjusted to avoid contact between the lens and the mirror.

now.

Only Wang Xiaoming in the safe house knew what was going on here.

At this moment, the screen of the mobile phone in his hand shows that after Yang Jian uncovered the black cloth covering the ghost mirror, he stood in the middle of the room and untied the gold foil wrapped around the rope around his neck, while a tall headless black man behind him Shadow stood up slowly.

The black shadow stood strangely behind Yang Jian, motionless.

"The headless black shadow is the ghost controlled by Yang Jian. Is he controlling it? Or is it out of control now? Yang Jian wants to untie that rope now? This is completely suicide. That rope is definitely a ghost. Once untied The first one to open the limit will kill Yang Jian, and he is unable to resist the attack of the ghost in his current state."

"He will either die from the resuscitation of the ghost now, or he will die from that straw rope."

Wang Xiaoming's gaze fluctuated. Based on his research, it can be seen that Yang Jian is now entering a deadlock, and will soon meet two mortal conditions.

He couldn't figure out, how did Yang Jian turn this fatal situation over?

The less than [-]% chance of survival that Yang Jian said before doesn't exist at all, but in this case, the chance of survival is zero at all.

If this can survive, unless Jesus came to the world, the Lord Buddha came down to earth, and the Bodhisattva appeared...Of course these are impossible.

"Now... the mirror is the only thing that can reverse this fatal situation. There is a reason why he chose to hang himself in front of the mirror, but he doesn't want to show me the whole mirror, no, no, if he If you really want to do this, you can change an angle that you can't shoot, and there is no need to let me know the existence of the mirror." Wang Xiaoming frowned deeply.

"The only possibility is that he is taboo, he dare not point the camera at the mirror."

Carefully watch every detail in the video, not missing any weird places, ropes, headless ghosts, mirrors... the person who hanged himself in front of the mirror.

These pieces of information seem to be unconnected, but Wang Xiaoming vaguely feels that they are forming a tight line between them.

It's just that this line lacks the corresponding information support, so I can't understand it at all.

"I'm looking forward to you more and more now, Yang Jian." Wang Xiaoming felt an unprecedented sense of anticipation in his heart.

Yang Jian didn't stop.

The headless ghost behind him could still barely control it, but at this moment he could already feel the revival of the ghost in his body.

I don't know if it's the ghost who can't wait to wake up.

"It doesn't matter anymore." Yang Jian didn't care about this restlessness, he felt that he would finish the matter before him before the ghost in his body revived.

Then it's fate.

"Here we come~!"

Suddenly.

At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared in the bright ghost mirror in front of Yang Jian.

A vague figure slowly walked from the depths of the mirror.

The horror of the ghost mirror begins to emerge.

The figure in the mirror was very small at first, only about the size of a thumb, and appeared in the middle of the mirror, but as he kept walking forward, the figure got farther and bigger, and became clearer and clearer.

At first, Yang Jian only saw a black blurry outline in the mirror, but when the man walked halfway, he could already see the facial features and height.

Going forward, when the person in the mirror covers about two-thirds, even the style of clothes can be seen clearly.

This is a man wearing a black suit, with a dark complexion, a stiff figure, and his facial features are exactly the same as Yang Jian's.

The person in the mirror walked towards Yang Jian like this, as if he was going to come out of it in a while.

Yang Jian's face was serious, he knew that the figure in the mirror was actually a ghost, once he looked in the mirror for a long time, he would be replaced by the ghost in the mirror, and he would enter the ghost mirror, but this ghost could get out of the mirror. Came out of trouble into this world.

"start."

Don't hesitate any longer.

At this moment, the image of the headless ghost behind him slowly submerged into his body like a thick fog.

Cold, numb, stiff.

With the invasion of the headless ghost, Yang Jian felt that a large area of ​​his back had completely lost consciousness.

It's like... already dead.

And with the infiltration of the headless ghost, Yang Jian felt that his blood stopped flowing, his legs and feet lost vitality, and finally even his heartbeat disappeared.

Except for the head, everything else is considered dead, a corpse.

When his arm was hanging down from mid-air out of control.

He tore off the last piece of gold leaf wrapped on the ghost rope.

now.

The ghost rope began to recover.

In just an instant, Yang Jian felt the rough noose around his neck suddenly tightened, as if a pair of invisible big hands were tightening the rope desperately, as if his entire neck was about to be strangled. At the same time, the body was invaded by the headless ghost, the blood flow all over the body stopped, the heartbeat stopped, and a strong sense of suffocation flooded into the mind.

Dizzy, almost black eyes.

"Heck, heck~!"

Although Yang Jian was ready to hang himself, when the moment came, his survival instinct stimulated him to struggle and get out of trouble.

But the body no longer belongs to me, but belongs to the headless ghost.

He could only gurgle in pain, his body was like a hanging corpse, his hands and feet were hanging down weakly, slightly swinging in the air.

At the same time, the people in the ghost mirror have completely occupied the front mirror, and its figure, appearance, and clothes have become exactly the same as Yang Jian.

As Yang Jian was hoisted up, the person in the mirror also rose slowly, with his neck raised and his hands and feet lowered.