Mysterious recovery

"Let's die together." Feng Quan roared frantically.

The grave soil revived like a ghost, covering Yang Jian's body and engulfing Feng Quan's body at the same time, and the whole process only took about five seconds from the beginning to the end.

It's so fast that people can't react at all.

When everything was over, the room immediately fell into a deathly silence.

A small tomb mound stands here strangely like this.

At the top of the mound a head emerged.

It was Feng Quan's head.

As for Yang Jian, it was completely covered by the grave and buried in this strange soil.

"Successful?" Feng Quan grinned, and with only his head exposed, he actually became a little happy, feeling a sense of revenge.

But he also ended badly.

The only head that came out was also slowly sinking, as if it was about to sink into this newly formed mound and become a corpse inside.

"You actually know Zhao Lei... Sure enough, you have been attacked by a ghost, and your memory has been tampered with." However, before Feng Quan could be happy for too long, Yang Jian's voice suddenly sounded in the room.

There was no one around, but there was a voice.

The appearance of this voice made Feng Quan's face stiffen immediately.

"Impossible." He opened his eyes wide, looked around with a bit of shock and horror, trying to find Yang Jian's location.

"Nothing is impossible. I wouldn't be completely unprepared if I attack you. Otherwise, why would I maintain the ghost domain? As long as I want to escape, it will be an instant. Do you think you can succeed?" Yang Jian's body shape gradually revealed.

He was still standing by the head of the bed.

Just on the other side.

"I clearly saw the shadow behind you just now... You can't use Huangquan to leave." Feng Quan gritted his teeth.

"It's a little thoughtful, but it took a long time for you to do it. Let alone five seconds, I can react even in one second. Otherwise, what do I have so many eyes for?" Yang Jian pointed to the one on his finger. Scarlet and weird eyes.

He can see everything in the ghost domain, and there are no blind spots.

Chapter 367 Taking Face

There is no doubt that Feng Quan's counterattack failed.

The weird mound made of mud on his body is terrifying, it seems that even ghosts can be buried in it, if Yang Jian was swallowed up by the mound just now, even if he is a alien who has perfectly controlled ghosts, I'm afraid Gotta die here.

It's just that the more terrifying the attack, the greater the backlash against itself.

Feng Quan is now in a state of recovery from the ghost.

His only head left outside the mound is gradually sinking, and will soon be completely submerged in the dark brown soil. After his body is completely submerged in, will there be other changes here? Yang The time is also uncertain, after all, he has never had contact with this kind of supernatural.

However, looking at the weird earthen tomb that was about to engulf Feng Quan, Yang Jian couldn't help thinking of the tomb in front of the grave-crying ghost he saw on the weird bus.

The two graves seem a bit similar...the only difference is that the one that engulfed Feng Quan is smaller.

"Your luck is really good, Yang Jian. This time I'm the one who got the job done, but don't get too excited. Someone will kill you after I can't kill you." Feng Quan said in a low voice like a wild beast. Roar, he couldn't accept the fact that he failed.

It is reasonable to say that this kind of risk of reviving the ghost should not fail.

Unfortunately, he never imagined that Yang Jian wanted to do something to him in advance.

If Yang Jian chose to leave the hotel with him on his back, then Feng Quan would never fail if he made a move on the way.

"It's still too early for you to say this. Whether you die is not determined by the ghost in your body, but by me. Although you are in the state of revived ghosts, I should still be able to suppress you for a while." , When you get back the other half of your body and restore the balance in your body, it should be much better."

With a calm face, Yang Jian slowly untied the straw rope wrapped around his wrist.

This is ghost rope.

He didn't go close to the mound, so as not to be attacked again, he directly covered the ghost rope with a ghost image, manipulated the ghost rope, and then threw me forward and put it directly on Feng Quan's head.

"This is... the ghost rope of Wang Yue's ghost rope." Feng Quan's frenzy suddenly faded, and his eyelids twitched, as if he knew what Yang Jian was going to do.

"You did a good job in intelligence work. Wang Yue has been dead for so long and you still remember the information about the ghost rope. But looking at your situation, even if you cut off half of your body, you won't die. Use a rope to pull it around your neck. It shouldn't be so easy to die after a few strokes." Yang Jian pulled hard on the ghost rope with his palm.

Wang Yue slammed the knot around his neck, and the strong suffocation made his face flush instantly. He coughed violently several times, but a large amount of dark brown grave soil was spit out.

It seemed that his body was gradually turning into clay, from the inside out.

But Yang Jian's pull did not directly pull Wang Yue out of the mound as he imagined.

The body of Wang Yue who was buried in the mound seemed to have merged with the mound, and it seemed that there was something extremely heavy in the mound holding the other half of his body, preventing him from leaving so easily.

"I still don't believe that I can't pull you out." Yang Jian exerted force with both hands, stepped back several steps, and began to exhaust his whole body's strength.

His body is now half human and half ghost, and his strength is surprisingly strong. He did a strength test when he was in Dachang City. With this body that is neither human nor ghost, his strength can reach the level of Dun, but it is only simple. It's just a test, he hasn't tried extreme strength.

Because I am afraid of breaking my body.

But when Yang Jian exerted great strength, he found that something was wrong.

Feng Quan's body was motionless, still buried in the grave, his neck was pulled so long that his bones and skin were about to be torn, but he still couldn't leave the grave.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian's heart sank.

"It's really weird. My judgment just now was not wrong. This grave is very special. If I was buried, I would definitely not be able to crawl out of it, and Feng Quan couldn't be pulled out purely by strength. In the end, at most Rip one of his heads out."

"It's useless if I want his head. What I want is Feng Quan, the ghost master who has controlled two ghosts, not a dead man."

Yang Jian looked at Feng Quan's pained look, although he didn't die, but he was almost there.

Immediately, he stopped hesitating and took out the last section of Ghost Candle from his pocket.

"Fortunately, that ghost left me with a little bit of ghost candle in one attack. This time, it can be used to suppress the mound. It doesn't need a long world. It only takes a second, and I can directly kill Feng Quan from the mound. Pull it out."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he hastily placed the remaining one ghost candle in front of the mound and lit it.

"Hoo~!"

As soon as the ghost candle was lit, the eerie green will-o'-the-wisp swelled instantly, like a ball of flames exploding.

This was because there were ghosts around, and the ghost candle accelerated its burning speed. Although this burning speed was not as fast as when Xiong Wenwen was attacked before, it still burst out with a last ray of light.

The ghost candle burned out in an instant, and the candle light went out.

But Cong still gave him a suppression time of less than two seconds.

The tight ghost rope in Yang Jian's hand immediately felt the pressure on Feng Quan's head, and a certain heavy burden disappeared instantly.

"Bang~!"

Feng Quan flew out of the grave, groaned and fell heavily on the ground.

The mound that had been formed began to collapse instantly as if it had lost some support, turning into a pool of mud with the smell of corpses, without the weirdness before.

But in the pile of crumbling graves, Yang Jian saw a humanoid silhouette made of piled up soil.

This figure has hands and feet, a head and a face, like a complete corpse, especially at the head, the facial features formed by the mud are lifelike, the mouth is open, the eye sockets are sunken, revealing three penetrating holes, like a body Just like a ghost.

However, the ghost buried in the grave has not yet fully recovered.

After Yang Jian pulled Feng Quan out, graves continued to emerge from Feng Quan's body, and he wanted to form a new mound within a while.

If you don't stop it, the situation just now will happen very soon.

However, Yang Jian would not just watch this happen.

His ghost image had been prepared a long time ago, and immediately invaded Feng Quan's body, helping him suppress the ghost's recovery.

With the intrusion of ghost shadows, Feng Quan's recovery situation has improved.

But this is temporary.

Once Yang Jian takes back the headless ghost, Feng Quan will continue to revive the ghost.

"Okay, now on to the next step."

Yang Jian looked at Feng Quan who was lying motionless on the ground, he was sure that the ghost had suppressed him, and he was completely safe now.

At this time, he took the blood-stained old newspaper and walked to his side and squatted down.

Although Feng Quan was suppressed at the moment, he was still conscious. He opened his eyes wide and couldn't tell whether he was looking at Yang Jian in anger or horror.

"It's useless for you to look at me like this. You are more dangerous than you imagined now. God knows how many memories that ghost has changed for you, but it doesn't matter. I will change them all for you. You will definitely be a good person in the future. "Yang Jian spread out the old newspaper in his hand, and slowly covered Feng Quan's face.

As soon as the newspaper came into contact with the face, it stuck to the flesh strangely, as if it had been fused into one body, quickly shrank and stuck tightly, and soon the outline of Feng Quan's facial features appeared on the newspaper.

At this moment, Feng Quan felt as if his head was covered by a plastic bag, and a strong sense of suffocation came over him. He opened his mouth wide to breathe, but what he got in exchange was a piece of blood-stained newspaper stuck tighter.

Gradually, he fainted and lost consciousness.

"It seems that this is not the first time..." For some reason, Feng Quan suddenly remembered that he had experienced this kind of thing before, but he forgot when and where.

"Did you succeed?"

Yang Jian watched this weird scene, quietly waiting for the result to appear.

It was the first time he tried to use this ghost newspaper to tamper with other people's memories, and there were still many things he didn't understand, so he felt that necessary experiments and attempts were necessary.

Waited for about 1 minute.

He soon saw that the newspaper pasted on Feng Quan's face seemed to be loose again, and the paste was not so tight anymore.

At this time, Yang Jian felt that it should be all right, so he stretched out his hand and tore the newspaper off Feng Quan's face.

At the same time, Feng Quan's entire face was torn off.

"Successful." Yang Jian's eyes were fixed, and he saw the face with eyes closed and a strange expression on the ghost newspaper.

Feng Quan, who lost his face, also lost consciousness at the same time, and he was in a coma.

The body still maintained the previous state, and did not suffocate to death because there was no nose and mouth to breathe.

It's just an incomprehensible supernatural phenomenon that cannot be judged by common sense.

"The next step is to tamper with the memory."

At this time, Yang Jian saw several lines of crooked words stuck to the newspaper next to Feng Quan's face.

This handwriting is Zhao Lei's.

"Forget about being attacked."

"Find the right opportunity and kill Yang Jian, he is your enemy"

"obey……"

The last line of writing was not finished, and it seemed that it was broken in the middle of writing.

"Is it just tampering with part of the memory? It seems that something went wrong when Feng Quan was attacked, and the memory has not been changed too thoroughly." Yang Jian thought secretly.

Chapter 368 The New Feng Quan

Looking at Feng Quan's face stuck to the ghost newspaper in his hand, the first thing Yang Jian had to do was to erase the traces of the previous ghost's tampering, and then add the content that he wanted to tamper with the memory.

"Judging from the handwriting on this ghost's newspaper, it's not so much that this ghost can tamper with memory, it's more like an implantation of evil thoughts."

Yang Jian pondered for a moment, then he stretched out his hand to wipe off the messy writing on it.

The handwriting is not difficult to wipe off, it is the words written with an ordinary pen. It only needs to be smeared a few times, and the handwriting on it is already blurred, and then mixed with the blood stains next to it, it will soon disappear.

Then, he found a pen in the room, thought for a while and wrote the first line: Forget any grievances with Yang Jian, remember that Yang Jian saved you many times, he is your lifesaver benefactor.

One sentence to even out the previous grievances.

The second sentence: You are very grateful to Yang Jian, willing to help Yang Jian, and follow his orders regardless of the consequences.

This change is to let Feng Quan become Yang Jian's helper in the future. As for other memories, Yang Jian is not going to change, because the more memories are changed, the easier it is for him to detect that something is wrong with him, so it is very important to blindly change most of the memories. stupid way.

But Yang Jian felt that it was not safe enough to change two places.

He added another one: You and Yang have a very good relationship, anyone who provokes your relationship is a bad person, and you should stay away from those who provoke you.

"In this way, someone will not notice that Feng Quan and himself care about something wrong and remind Feng Quan. After all, Feng Quan is also a smart person, and he cannot be made aware that his memory has been tampered with." Yang Jian thought to himself.

Later, he added a few more.

Changed some of Feng Quan's personality and eliminated some of his revenge. Even if one day he found out that his memory had been tampered with, the personality problem could prevent him from doing some bad things.

After finishing, Yang Jian checked it: "It's probably like this, as long as the memory is tampered with as expected, then I can rest assured."

"Wait, I don't know if it's successful or not. I need to add a message to verify it."