Mysterious recovery

Although he knew a lot of bizarre supernatural events, he still didn't think there was any connection between the two.

"Who said the dead can't be resurrected." Yang Jian glanced at him.

"Huh?" Hu Kai opened his eyes wide: "Has there ever been such a precedent?"

If Yang Jian didn't answer, would he say that he can bring the dead back to life?

The so-called resurrection is not a real resurrection, but a supernatural method to preserve the memory of that person. In my own words, it is very simple. Use the old blood-stained newspaper to tear off a person's face, and then splice it on On another corpse, so that there is a high probability that the dead can be resurrected in a new body.

Of course, the death time of the deceased should not be too long. If it is too long, it may not be useful.

There is another alternative.

Yang Jian can also splicing the head of a living person onto a new body with the headless ghost image, but the conditions are a bit stricter, there is no way to resurrect the dead, only to replace the body.

In short, it is possible to "resurrect" a person by using supernatural means.

This resurrection is not a real resurrection, but a different kind of existence.

Become a different kind of person, ghost or ghost.

"So, that's what the person said about the accident? Xiaoyuan is not a person who exists now, but a different kind that exists because of supernatural power?" Yang Jian pondered, still holding the file in his hand and looking at it.

To do this, the memory must be modified.

Otherwise, if there is one more person suddenly, many people will be suspicious.

That old blood-stained newspaper can modify memory, no, to be precise, the ghost reading the newspaper can modify memory.

That's true.

This should be what my father did during his lifetime.

really.

Did father control more than one ghost while he was alive?

The ghost in the dream and the ghost that modified the memory were all involved with his father.

It's a pity that the last memory should have disappeared into the nightmare at this moment, and the truth has been buried forever.

There is no way to know some of the previous things.

"Put the files away, make a copy, file the new ones, and send the old ones to Zhang Hua." Yang Jian thought for a while, and after reading the two files, he returned them to Hu Kai.

"Does Team Yang have any other orders?"

Yang Jian said: "There is nothing else to do for now, leave a few people on duty here for a week, and you can leave."

"Okay, then I'll go back first, Team Yang will call if you need anything," Hu Kai said.

Yang Jian nodded.

Soon, the day is over.

Hu Kai left the village with most of the staff, leaving only a few people on duty.

At the same time, the degree of decay of the corpse next to Yang Jian was obvious, and some places that could be seen with the naked eye had rotted away, which had changed greatly from the previous appearance.

This change came faster than expected.

If this continues, as long as tomorrow noon, the degree of decay will be more than half, and then he will not have to suppress the corpse.

After all, sitting here hand in hand with a ghost is quite disgusting.

But in the evening, Yang Jian slightly raised his head to look at the sky.

Dim, dark and closed.

It's going to rain.

Chapter 714 The Reflection of Invading Reality

The climate in winter seldom rains heavily, but today seems to be a bit abnormal. It rains heavily and in a hurry.

Just before six o'clock, the rain began to fall.

It wasn't too late, but it was very dark because of the rain, as if it had entered the night all of a sudden, the air was filled with a chill of winter, which penetrated into the bone marrow, making people shiver uncontrollably.

Yang Jian was still sitting in the trunk of the car.

The rain splashed on him and wet his clothes, but he didn't care at all, his expression was calm, and he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.

With the ghost in his body, he can even block ordinary spiritual attacks, let alone a little rain.

It's just that in this kind of weather, it's impossible for anyone to come out at night.

Jiang Yan said she wanted to accompany her, but Yang Jian refused.

It is enough for this corpse to be accompanied by himself, there is no need to drag another person in.

I took the time to check the degree of decay of the corpse, and everything went smoothly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of letting up.

Gradually, the rainwater gathered beside the car, forming small streams, and then forming a large area of ​​stagnant water.

Yang Jian didn't care about the rain. Although he sat there motionless, most of his attention was on the corpse of the ghost next to him. Although the corpse was in a suppressed state, who knows if it will happen halfway? What an accident, after all, this is an incomprehensible ghost.

Once out of control, the price Yang Jian cannot bear.

But what he didn't know was.

When Yang Jian continued to sit here to pass the time, the pool of rainwater around him seemed to form a blurred mirror.

Although the light is not enough, it can still be seen clearly.

The reflection in the water presents Yang Jian's appearance, but the strange thing is that Yang Jian in the water is not sitting on the open trunk of the vehicle, but standing beside the vehicle, his movements are completely different from Yang Jian's current movements. It's different, and his face is pale and dead, looking at this side with an indescribably strange gaze.

It seems that the reflection in the water can pass through the barrier and look at Yang Jian in reality.

However, Yang Jian still didn't know all this, after all, who would pay attention to the reflection under the water, or such an inconspicuous small puddle.

However, as time goes by.

The reflection in the water started to move on its own at this moment, the stiff and pale man with the same face as Yang Jian was walking forward gradually.

But this kind of walking has not opened up the distance.

The reflection is still under the feet, unchanged.

Yet the distance has changed horribly.

In the nearby puddles, a wet head with thick black hair slowly floated out of the water. This process was a little slow, even a little slow, but no one intervened, so after a few minutes and a half A strange head has appeared on the ground.

The figure in the stagnant water was trying to get out at this moment.

Sitting in the car, Yang Jian closed his eyes and meditated. He didn't notice it at all. He thought that the supernatural incident was over, and there should be no other ghosts besides the corpse beside him. After all, the situation around the village had been investigated more than once. again.

The strange figure appeared little by little like this.

At this moment, more than half of the head has emerged, and the head revealed a pair of dead eyes, lifeless and dull, like a dead person.

But the pair of dead eyes turned slightly, looking at Yang Jian who was sitting next to him.

This kind of peeping makes people feel creepy.

Obviously.

This is a ghost.

From the water, no, maybe the water just brought out the ghost, which had invaded from somewhere else.

The appearance of ghosts did not stop, but became more and more obvious as time passed.

At first it was just a head with thick hair, then it was half a head, but now it is a whole head. Looking at the trend, ghosts will completely invade this real world in a short time. As for What will happen after that no one can predict.

Yang Jian, who was being targeted, still didn't notice.

Because he didn't feel the slightest abnormality, and he didn't hear the slightest movement.

No.

Not completely silent.

suddenly.

Yang Jian, who was in a resting state with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes. He immediately turned his head to the side and looked towards the direction of the village. His eyes were slightly red, as if they were emitting a slight red light. There was an incomprehensible phenomenon. .

On the path into the village, a dark figure stood there, motionless, looking towards this side.

The man was wearing a raincoat and hood, standing in the rain with a bright knife in his hand.

This costume looks like a villain who is going to commit murder at night, or a perverted murderer who haunts late at night.

"Xiaoyuan, the nightmare game is over, you should go back to sleep now, even if you don't get caught in such heavy rain, you will easily get sick." Yang Jian put down his vigilance, and he said with some concern.

"cousin?"

Xiaoyuan first asked in a somewhat puzzled tone, and then giggled: "Why are you here?"

She seemed to have lost her memory again, she didn't know that she had seen Yang Jian here during the day.

"I've been here all along, but you, what happened to you?" Yang Jian frowned slightly, and the file immediately appeared in his mind.

A few decades ago, the person was exactly the same as Madoka, probably the same one.

Is this a heterogeneity caused by supernatural powers?Or is it your own delusion?

Not sure.

Because the one who knows the truth is dead.

But Yang Jianjue didn't want to dig into Xiaoyuan's past, he only knew that his cousin was still alive and well, as long as he was doing well.

Although there is a memory problem, there is no trouble every day, and I can quickly forget the grief and some tragedies, which is very good.

"I'm looking for someone. It doesn't seem to appear during the day, but only appears at night." Xiaoyuan walked over, and she said as she walked.

"It? Who is it and where is it?" Yang Jian asked.

My cousin always speaks like this, the preamble doesn't match the end, like guessing a riddle.

"I don't know, so I'm looking for it." Madoka said.

Yang Jian said: "If you can't find it, go home and sleep. It's so late and it's raining so hard that it's not suitable to go out, and you don't need to kill anyone today. Throw away the knife quickly and live a normal life from now on. .”

He is persuading, hoping that his cousin can stay away from supernatural events and live an ordinary life.

But the cousin didn't seem to hear it, and she was still walking this way.

However, as Madoka approached.

The human head that had surfaced under Yang Jian's feet was abnormal, it was struggling, it wanted to get out, but its body was still in the water and it didn't get out so quickly.

But the ghost didn't restore calm because of this.

The ghost was still struggling and became more and more violent, its body began to emerge gradually, but the emergence was not complete, like a shadow reflected in the water, illusory, as if it would disappear at any time.

Chapter 715 The Late Attack

Yang Jian saw Xiao Yuan approaching constantly, he looked at the corpse covered by clothes sitting next to him, and immediately issued a warning.

"Stop, don't get close to me. I'm in a very delicate state now. Whether it's someone you trust or someone you don't trust, you should keep a certain distance from me, otherwise I might make a move if I'm too vigilant. Something unexpected is coming."

talking.

He stared at Madoka.

This is not a threat, but a reminder.

Once the corpse is revived, the ghosts of the nightmare have invaded reality and will cause terrible changes.

Xiaoyuan stopped at this time, and she asked curiously: "Cousin, what's wrong with your eyes? Did you stay up late last night and they were all red."

Yang Jian's eyes were not red, but under the eyeballs as if congested, red, and even glowing red, which was not obvious during the day, but it was very eye-catching at night.

"It's the erosion of ghost eyes... This is a small problem for me, you don't need to worry about it, now you should go back obediently."

He knows that he has been deeply eroded by ghost eyes. As long as he does not suppress the ghost eyes, some characteristics of being eroded by ghosts will appear. At the same time, the supernatural power will leak out uncontrollably. There was a red light, as if the eyes were about to be replaced by ghost eyes.

But once the quota of ghost hands is withdrawn, this phenomenon will disappear, because the suppression is formed.

"Oh, that's it, I don't quite understand, but I don't want to go back now, I want to find someone." Xiaoyuan was still very stubborn and couldn't be persuaded.