Mysterious recovery

It is imitating the appearance of Yang Jian when he hanged himself.

At this moment, Yang Jian was not dead, and there was a look of incomparable pain on his face. At this moment, he finally realized the feeling of being hanged alive and suffocated to death.

Consciousness has been confused.

It became increasingly difficult to see clearly.

At this moment, the brain is struggling to think.

already dying...

Ten seconds, 20 seconds, 30 seconds, 1 minute, 2 minutes...

The painful time passed very, very slowly, but as time passed, Yang Jian felt less painful, and his consciousness was also rapidly lost.

About 4 minutes later, Yang Jian's eyes closed, and there was no movement, and the shoes on his feet fell to the ground with a clatter.

But according to scientific calculations, he should just pass out due to lack of oxygen in his brain, not a real death.

But the ghost rope hanging is still going on.

It is impossible for anyone to let him down at this time, so his death is a foregone conclusion.

"died?"

Wang Xiaoming, who was watching this scene through his mobile phone, was in shock at the moment.

He thought that the situation would change, and there would be some turning point in the middle.

However, no.

Yang Jian hanged himself as normal.

Through the mobile phone, Wang Xiaoming can confirm with certainty that Yang Jian has lost the life characteristics that a person should have. His heartbeat has stopped, his fingers have stopped moving, and various parts of his body have begun to harden.

The death feature came a little fast.

But that doesn't affect anything.

"Why did he die like this? Is there some change that I don't know about, or Yang Jian has already failed." Wang Xiaoming stared at the screen firmly.

It has been 10 minutes since the hanging.

Yang Jian remained silent.

10 minutes, still no movement.

An hour passed.

It has been completely confirmed that Yang Jian is dead now, completely dead, and there may be a chance to be rescued after hanging for 10 minutes, but after hanging for so long, Yang Jian is now a dead person.

Wang Xiaoming stared at the phone screen for more than an hour. At this moment, he couldn't help thinking that the changes he did would not happen again. Yang Jian was really dead, and he failed.

After all, he said before that the chance of survival was less than [-]%.

In other words, the possibility of death is very high.

"Did you lose the bet?"

Wang Xiaoming rubbed his sore eyes and sighed weakly.

But he didn't put down his phone, he was still watching.

He wouldn't put down his phone until the battery on Yang Jian's corpse was exhausted.

Only by seeing the end can a conclusion be drawn.

So many days have passed, and these few hours are not bad.

However, an hour and a half later, Yang Jian in the video hadn't moved, his hands and feet were still hanging down weakly, and his whole face was hanging peacefully in the air.

Two hours later, still the same.

The corpse didn't move, and the whole room seemed to be still. Those who didn't know it thought they were staring at the screen saver of the phone.

But in a place where Wang Xiaoming's mobile phone can't see it.

In the ghost mirror.

The person in the mirror was also hanging in mid-air as if hanged, with his hands and feet hanging down and his face serene.

His appearance and movements have already overlapped with Yang Jian's.

According to the rules of the ghost mirror, Yang Jian who died at this time should be resurrected in the ghost mirror, just like Zhang Wei back then, appearing in the mirror after death.

but.

The figure in the mirror did not move, and Yang Jian's body outside the mirror remained still.

The ghost shadow controlling Yang Jian's body did not move, and even the revived ghost rope did not move.

It's just that the quietness of all this is only a superficial phenomenon.

In fact, in the darkness that cannot be seen, the contest between ghosts and ghosts has already begun.

To seize Yang Jian's body, the ghost shadow must first go through the ghost rope.

The ghost rope hung Yang Jian's body, and the ghost shadow couldn't be controlled at all, and this potential contest began.

Therefore, the revived ghost rope seems to have lost its power, even if it is released, there is only one piece. If it is normal, the ghost rope will hang densely all over the sky.

It seems that there is no change, but in fact, change has appeared.

The ghost rope was suppressed.

Among Yang Jian's corpses, ghosts had already gained the upper hand.

And to suppress the revived ghost rope, the only power of the headless ghost is not enough.

At this moment, an inexplicable black shadow began to appear on Yang Jian's body, and it became more and more intense, as if it was about to turn into darkness.

The headless ghost began to recover.

"Tick tock!"

However, three full hours after Yang Jian hanged himself, a drop of something that looked like thick ink dripped from his toe.

The video doesn't capture this because there aren't enough angles to capture every aspect.

This drop of thick ink is like a part of the body of the headless ghost, forcibly separated by some force.

Ghost mirror joined.

Yang Jian is dead at this time, according to the current situation, he should start to resurrect.

However, the existence of ghosts prevented all of this. To operate this law normally, getting rid of the ghosts in Yang Jian's body became the first priority.

"Did the body just move a little?"

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming didn't know if it was an illusion. He felt that Yang Jian's body hanging in the air was slightly different from the position just now.

This deviation was not obvious, but he was vaguely aware of it, after all, he had been staring at it for so long.

Chapter 2: Abnormality of the Corpse

Guanjiang Community, a high-rise resident.

This is the new home of Wang Bin and Wang Haiyan. The three of them huddled together to keep warm, comfort each other and give confidence before the despair came.

However at this time.

Sitting on the sofa, the pale Wang Shanshan suddenly closed her eyes and fell to the ground powerlessly.

"Daughter, what's wrong with you?" Wang Haiyan was frightened and hurriedly helped Wang Shanshan up from the ground.

But when she touched Wang Shanshan's body, Wang Haiyan was startled.

At this moment, her body, which was already below normal body temperature, was so cold that she couldn't feel any temperature at all. She quickly touched her daughter's chest again.

"Ah~!"

Unable to help screaming, Wang Haiyan withdrew her palm abruptly.

The daughter's heart stopped and she was dead.

"Honey, come here quickly, something happened to my daughter..." Wang Haiyan called Wang Bin.

"Don't yell so loudly, can you attract that thing?" Wang Bin ran out of the kitchen in a fright, almost covering his wife's mouth.

Although they didn't enter the safe house, they also knew how those ghosts outside killed people.

But when Wang Bin understood what happened just now, he was also dumbfounded.

His own daughter died?

"Yang Jian, yes, ask Yang Jian." Wang Bin subconsciously heard Yang Jian.

He definitely knew about his daughter's situation.

But when Wang Bin was about to make a call, he was stunned again, because he suddenly remembered what his daughter said before: If Yang Jian died, he would die too.

Could it be... Yang Jian is dead?

Yang Jian is more than dead, his body is cold at this moment, his face is serene at this moment, his hands and feet hang down feebly, the shoes on his feet have fallen off, and his whole body is suspended in mid-air by an old straw rope ,like a statue.

The corpse has been in this position for a long time.

If there were no accidents, his body would hang here to rot and maggot, and only a skeleton would be left in the end.

It was about four hours before he hanged himself.

"Tick, tick~!"

The black water droplets dripping down from his feet began to increase gradually, and gradually became more frequent. The camera occasionally captured it, but it just passed by, so I couldn't tell what it was?

"Just now... water was dripping from his feet? Could it be that the internal organs have started to rot, and there is corpse water?"

Wang Xiaoming, who noticed such details, was still puzzled.

It stands to reason that it is not so fast to rot.

But then Wang Xiaoming saw some supernatural things happened to Yang Jian's body.

His body is shaking~!

One after the other, they slowly began to shake.

Accompanied by the shaking of the heavy corpse, the ceiling on the top of the room also creaked.

If such a scene was seen by other people, they would probably be scared out of their wits.

The body that had been dead for several hours was actually shaking in mid-air.

"In this situation...Could it be that Yang Jian will come back to life? No, no, it's not Yang Jian's corpse that is moving by itself, but the rope." Wang Xiaoming narrowed his eyes and began to realize why Yang Jian used this Suicide in a special way.

He must have mastered some kind of law of ghosts and wants to use this law.

As for what kind of result will be produced in the end, Wang Xiaoming is not clear.

"He hasn't lost, Yang Jian hasn't lost yet." A glimmer of hope welled up in his heart again.

In the video, Yang Jian's corpse was hanging in mid-air and swayed slightly. At first, the range was small, but later on, the shaking range gradually increased.

Moreover, more and more black liquid dripped from Yang Jian's body.

The black liquid dripping on the ground did not turn into a pool of stagnant water, but wriggling on the ground like a living thing, and then gradually spread out from the dripping place to the surroundings.

The ground began to be covered in darkness.

"Damn it, the phone is almost out of battery." Wang Xiaoming stared at these changes, and at this moment he found that the battery of the phone was almost used up.

He wanted to charge it, but he didn't do it because his phone ran out of battery, and Yang Jian's phone would also shut down due to the exhaustion of power. Once the phone was turned off, the video would be disconnected.

"It can last for about 10 minutes." He made an estimate in his mind.

But this is a critical moment, and I don't know if the power for 10 minutes is enough.

in a dim room.

Under the chandelier, Yang Jian's body continued to sway in mid-air, as if blown by an invisible wind.

However, the doors and windows of the room were closed tightly, so it was impossible for the wind to blow.

At this moment, the shaking of Yang Jian's body in mid-air seemed to have reached a limit.

During this shaking, the corpse's feet touched the ghost mirror in front of it.