Mysterious recovery

Perhaps it is no longer Guo Fan who dominates Yang Jian's body, but an unknown ghost.

"There are still 2 minutes." Wang Xiaoming's expression became more serious. He had a hunch that Yang Jian's body must not be allowed to escape from the inside.

Otherwise, there will be unimaginable consequences.

However, such impact is not without effect.

Soon, a gap appeared in the sealed room, and scarlet blood seeped out and flowed along the ground.

The blood flowed very fast, covering a large area in a short while.

"Back." Wang Xiaoming looked at the seeping blood, and signaled Wei Jing not to approach.

Any move at this time may have unimaginable and dire consequences.

Without any hesitation, Wei Jing chose to step back, temporarily staying away from the room, and avoiding the blood flowing on the ground.

In the last few minutes, another sound came from the room shrouded in darkness. It was no longer the vibration of hitting the door wall, but a scream, a sound of struggling. Fan, but it feels very strange, unable to distinguish, very strange.

"The time is almost up." Wang Xiaoming looked at the watch in his hand, and there were still more than ten seconds left.

The curse of the music box is coming to an end.

Soon, more than ten seconds later, when the time came to the moment of twelve o'clock in the evening.

The movement in the room stopped abruptly.

There was no sound of the coffin shaking, nor the sound of hitting the door or window, and the screams disappeared...everything returned to calm.

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On the other side, the music box placed there was originally open, but it was suddenly closed at this time.

This phenomenon means that the curse released has disappeared, and at the same time it is waiting for the next person to open the music box, and the last person who suffered the curse must have been killed, so far there is no special case of survival.

Yang Jian is not the first to use the music box, so Wang Xiaoming is very clear about the situation of the music box.

"It's not wrong, the time is very accurate, the curse did end at twelve o'clock in the evening." Wang Xiaoming said.

"The darkness in the room is dissipating." Wei Jing, who had been observing, reminded.

as predicted.

The darkness that filled the room like ghosts and ghosts before is gradually dissipating at this time. The speed of this dissipation is very fast, and it is incomprehensible, but it seems to be a good thing. At least the situation inside can be seen It's clear, so it's not like you don't know anything.

As the darkness dissipated, everything inside appeared before the eyes again.

The ghost coffin is gone, only the pieces of wood left on the floor. This supernatural object was originally dilapidated and incomplete after losing the ghost, but now it has finally reached its limit and is completely destroyed. Unless the ghost can be restricted again, Lock it in the coffin, otherwise the ghost coffin will not be able to appear in this world again.

And in the middle of the room, on the broken wood chips on the ground.

Yang Jian's body was intact and he was lying there, motionless, stiff and straight.

His face was slightly pale, revealing an unhealthy complexion, his eyes were closed, he was quiet and peaceful, as if he had just died, and he was very calm. This kind of calm means that the body did not produce a supernatural phenomenon.

You must know that Yang Jian has controlled three ghosts now, and any abnormality may cause a terrible supernatural event.

"The experiment is over, Guo Fan did not survive, he was killed by the curse of the music box." Wei Jing said.

Wang Xiaoming pondered.

According to his idea, there is actually another result, that is, Guo Fan, who entered the ghost coffin, may use the power of the ghost coffin to resist the attack of the curse, but he did not have the ghost coffin in his hand when he learned about the music box curse. The idea came later.

So in theory, Guo Fan is not certain to die, but there is still a possibility of surviving.

If it was Guo Fan who survived this time, he might have made some other arrangements for Yang Jian.

Now... the ghost coffin is shattered, Yang Jian's body is still, Guo Fan is suspected to be dead.

There is only one choice that can be made, and that is to wake Yang Jian up.

Looking at the corpse lying in the room, Wang Xiaoming was a little concerned. The strange changes just now revealed a dangerous signal.

The corpse is suspected to have undergone incomprehensible strange changes, and it may be very dangerous to touch it rashly.

"Professor Wang, did you hear what I said? Shouldn't the spiritual tablet be put back on Yang Jian's body now to let his consciousness return?" Wei Jing asked.

Wang Xiaoming's expression fluctuated: "Wait a minute, I want to see the situation, Yang Jian's body is too quiet, even the ghost in his body has not moved, this is a bit unreasonable, according to the normal situation, Guo Fan After being killed by the curse, Yang Jian's body lost consciousness of a living person, and there is a high probability that the ghost will recover at this time."

"Perhaps the suppression of the ghost coffin is still there. The ghost in Yang Jian's corpse was suppressed by the ghost coffin, and now it is in a temporary crash state." Wei Jing expressed his conjecture.

"It's possible, but unlikely."

Wang Xiaoming approached this room, and he could clearly see the situation inside through the glass window. Yang Jian's body was still lying motionless on the ground, and the strange spiritual bit was still soaked in a pool of blood, scarlet. Although it was equally quiet, it was There is an unusual aura everywhere.

It seems that with the dissipation of the music box curse, there seems to be an incomprehensible balance in the room.

This balance seems stable at first glance, but he knows that this balance is very fragile.

The three ghosts in Yang Jian's body were not so easy to deal with.

In other words, if the three ghosts in his body are silent, what is the reason?

"There is a problem with the spiritual position..."

After a short thought, Wang Xiaoming looked keenly at the old blood-stained spiritual tablet.

The photo on the coffin was already blurred, and Yang Jian couldn't be seen because it was covered in blood.

The mutation appeared from the spiritual position. He has studied the ghost coffin many times, and there is no possibility of abnormality. The only uncertain factor is the spiritual position.

"If Guo Fan is really killed by the music box curse, Yang Jian's ghost will recover, but the current situation is different from what he imagined."

Wang Xiaoming lowered his head slightly and said to himself: "Unless Guo Fan is still alive and still controlling Yang Jian's body and the ghost in his body."

"But the curse of the music box is indeed over..."

"It's also possible that Guo Fan lied and the curse was still on Yang Jian. It was Yang Jian who died after the curse ended, but this possibility is unlikely. Guo Fan didn't know that Yang Jian was cursed by the music box. He didn't get it. This information, and even if you get the information, you don’t need to pretend that you are cursed.”

"Then there is only one possibility left, whether Guo Fan was indeed cursed, or he is indeed still alive, but under the curse of the music box, the living can't survive, they can block the curse and not die It's just another ghost..."

Ghosts cannot be killed. Ghosts will be fine after being cursed by the music box, because no matter how strong the curse is, it is impossible to kill a ghost.

"So, Guo Fan is a ghost."

After Wang Xiaoming realized this, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he remembered the information revealed on that piece of human skin.

So this solution to the music box curse is a trap set by ghosts for the living.

6 Chapter Fifty The Scariest Trap

Wang Xiaoming has never dealt with the human skin paper. He just borrowed it for half an hour and got a lot of information. He didn't believe the content of the above information, but Wei Jing's existence proved that the information on the human skin paper was true.

It has a certain degree of credibility.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Xiaoming came up with the plan of ghost coffin and spirit position to solve the curse of the music box in Yang Jian's body. As for the trap, he was not prepared, because he thought that in the end, there would always be someone between Guo Fan and Yang Jian who could survive. Come down, so you don't worry about killing someone.

But why is Guo Fan a ghost?

There is absolutely no reason.

Wang Xiaoming froze in place, he was thinking, analyzing, gathering all the clues together, and then connecting them into a reasonable line.

It is impossible for any supernatural to be irregular. As long as you seriously discover and research, you can find the reason for everything. What seems unreasonable is actually reasonable at some point, but you don’t know it. Still stuck in the past, so there is no way to figure it out.

"When holding the ghost candle to lead the ghost painting to leave the suburbs, Guo Fan replaced the ghost in the spiritual seat, and then he... lost control. After losing control, Guo Fan led to the failure of the ghost painting operation, but after the incident, Guo Fan But for some unknown reason, Fan recovered and did not die from the resuscitation of the ghost."

Suddenly, an important clue was caught by Wang Xiaoming.

"That is to say, Guo Fan was already 'dead' at that time? Died, the ghost in the spiritual position revived... No, he should still be conscious, it should not mean that he was completely dead, but the ghost in the spiritual position started at that time It has already invaded his body, and he has been under the control of the ghost after that incident, but he has not noticed it."

"Is it a ghost of the consciousness invasion type? Or is the spiritual position a source, and anyone who touches the spiritual position and enters the spiritual position will be invaded by consciousness... If this is the case, the current Yang Jian is not credible, and he is likely to become Ghost."

"No, no, no."

Wang Xiaoming continued to think: "Since the ghost has set a trap for this plan, how can I be so sure that Yang Jian has really become a ghost? This may be a kind of misleading information, using inertial thinking, making me think that Yang Jian is a ghost. My consciousness has been invaded by ghosts, but in fact he is still alive, and my disbelief will kill the real Yang Jian..."

"Since this is the case, why is there no movement in Yang Jian's body now, and the ghost in his body seems to be dead, even the ghost's eyes have not been opened. If the body controlling Yang Jian is a ghost, it should start to move at this time Just get up."

"It doesn't conform to the law of killing...or is it waiting for me to open the door?"

He became a little anxious, because the thinking just now made Wang Xiaoming realize that this matter is not that simple at all.

very complicated.

The whole thing is far from as simple as imagined before, all the information is hidden, and it just started to surface a little bit before the arrival of the music box curse, the information is very scattered, even the smartest person It is also impossible to create something out of nothing and think of everything.

But when the result actually appeared, all the clues were meaningless.

"Professor Wang, what's wrong with you? Your expression is very strange." Wei Jing looked at him and noticed Wang Xiaoming's state.

Wang Xiaoming's face was very gloomy, he felt that he was being used.

Whether it's a ghost coffin, a spirit seat, or a plan to solve the music box's curse, as long as he is moved and starts to implement this plan, it means that he has stepped into a ghost's trap, and the rest can't be controlled. It's his fault, as long as the plan continues, he will definitely step into this trap.

There is no going back.

And if the current situation continues, Guo Fan will die, and Yang Jian will also die. In the end, he will personally conceive a terrifying ghost that replaces Yang Jian's body, and once this ghost walks out of here, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"The only chance is to let Yang Jian's consciousness return, and bet that Yang Jian is not dead... If Yang Jian is also invaded by the spiritual position, the result will be the same as now at most."

Wang Xiaoming thought of the only way to solve this situation.

He turned his head, looked at Wei Jing at the side, and then at the spirit tablet lying in a pool of blood inside.

As long as the spiritual bit is placed on Yang Jian's body for contact, his consciousness may return.

But this is only a possibility. After all, the ghost in Yang Jian's body is not necessarily willing to change back. It is very likely that Yang Jian will have to be locked in the spirit seat all the time and become a new portrait.

"The chances are not great, we still have to gamble, before Yang Jian's current corpse moves, otherwise, Wei Jing may not be able to carry the current Yang Jian."

To be honest, Wang Xiaoming doesn't like this kind of risky gambling.

But he had no choice. He even suspected that it might be a trap. However, even if it was a trap, he had to step in. Otherwise, after the ghost in Yang Jian's body gradually recovered, the degree of harm would increase without limit. It was too late for Yang Jian's consciousness to change back.

He didn't want to give birth to another unsolvable ghost with his own hands.

"Do you really want to gamble?"

Wang Xiaoming was hesitating, and the uneasiness in his heart was amplified, because he thought that the whole thing was not so simple, there must be something that he hadn't thought of, it was just that he had overlooked some things because of the lack of information.

Wei Jing continued: "Professor Wang, did you hear me? Are you okay?"

In his eyes, Wang Xiaoming has been in a state of absence, as if concentrating on thinking about something, but his complexion is not very good, which inevitably makes people worry.

Wang Xiaoming came back to his senses, waved his hand and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine, time is running out, open the door, put the spirit tablet back on Yang Jian's body, and let his consciousness come back."

"Okay." Wei Jing nodded in agreement without hesitation.

"Wait." Suddenly, Wang Xiaoming said again.

Wei Jing said: "What's wrong?"

"Be careful. If you encounter an abnormal situation, you should withdraw immediately. In addition, don't have direct contact with the spirit position and Yang Jian. The current situation has exceeded my expectations. Anything may cause irreparable damage. If there are serious consequences, don’t put yourself in it.”

Wang Xiaoming said, exhorting and reminding as much as possible.

He didn't have this habit before, but this time it was different, he didn't have confidence, and he wasn't sure, because this kind of thing was something he would never do normally, and it didn't fit his style, but this time he stepped on it. I fell into the trap of human skin paper, so I had no choice but to try my best to recover the loss.

This kind of passivity left Wang Xiaoming with no choice, and he couldn't do nothing at this time. If he didn't do anything, it would be equivalent to killing Yang Jian himself this time.

Although Wang Xiaoming wanted Yang Jian to die in his heart, it was not at this time, nor in this way.

Now Yang Jian must live, not die.

"I understand." Wei Jing nodded stiffly. He found a pair of gloves and put them on. These gloves are made of gold and can block ghosts.

"However, for the sake of safety, Professor Wang, you still choose to isolate yourself temporarily."

The laboratory on this floor has more than one room, and there are several safe rooms that can be isolated, in order to deal with some special situations.

"Don't worry about me, I know what to do after something really happens." Wang Xiaoming said.

Wei Jing didn't say any more, he walked to the sealed gate, and opened the first door through the key and the mechanical code, but the door inside was dented and deformed, and it was no longer sealed. caused by a huge impact.

After the sealed room was completely opened, a cold breath came out along with a pungent smell of blood.

There was blood flowing in a small area of ​​the room, and the spiritual seat was lying in a pool of blood.

Wei Jing looked at it, and walked over with a blank expression. He picked up the spirit tablet directly, and was going to put it back on Yang Jian's body in front of him, ending this slightly thrilling experiment.

But the next moment.

A cold, stiff, blackened palm appeared out of nowhere and grabbed Wei Jing's arm firmly.

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