Mysterious recovery

It's like he's saying hello.

Talking to the human skin paper, without any threatening tone, but there is no need to doubt Yang Jian's determination to bury it.

Soon, the writing on the human skin continued to emerge: "...I shouldn't open that terrible music box again. Last time I survived by chance, but this time I have a feeling that I'm doomed. This is my suicide note. If you If you can see it, please help me fulfill the wish in the suicide note, so that I can die without any scruples."

"One of my wishes is to open the third door of the ancient house of the Republic of China. I want to see what is inside. I have never opened that door before I died. If possible, I hope you can go to see it. Look."

"My second wish is..."

Yang Jian's face suddenly turned dark.

He felt that the human skin paper was talking nonsense. Before he died, it said that he was dead, and he wanted to make some suicide note so that he could fulfill his wish ahead of time.

This is how I wish I could die.

Or put the human skin paper in Guitong's hands to make it very resentful, and has begun to give up on itself.

Yang Jian pondered, at least he could tell that there was a huge trap in the information on the human skin paper.

The third room in the ancient house of the Republic of China cannot be opened.

If he really opened that room before he died, maybe he would die a very miserable death.

"If you can't give useful advice, your thing will lose its value to me, ghost boy, come and eat it." Yang Jian gave the order directly.

The ghost boy ran over immediately, opened his mouth and bit the human skin paper without hesitation.

From the black mouth, dripping corpse water, it was extremely frightening, and he really wanted to swallow this thing in one gulp.

Yang Jian didn't intend to stop him at all, he wanted to see if the human skin paper was willing to continue to compromise, this time it wasn't the human skin paper trying to control him, but he was trying to control the human skin paper.

If you don't compromise, you will be eaten obediently.

If there is a compromise, he would like to see how this human skin can compromise.

The handwriting on the human skin paper still hasn't changed in any way, it seems that the information on the human skin paper can only be recorded to this point.

At this moment, Guitong had already bitten on the parchment paper, and wet saliva dripped down the corner of his mouth.

The ghost boy chewed bit by bit, the parchment was wrinkled and swallowed bit by bit.

Yang Jian still watched helplessly.

It's not him who is being pulled into the abyss now, but this human skin paper. He wants to see if this thing is willing to compromise.

If you don't compromise, it will disappear now.

Being eaten by a ghost boy is equivalent to being eaten by a starving ghost.

Maybe the ghost boy can also control the human skin paper.

However, when the ghost boy swallowed almost half of the human skin paper.

The human skin paper, which was not moving at first, suddenly appeared abnormal.

The writing on it disappeared quickly, and then new writing appeared at an extremely fast speed.

"My name is Yang Jian. I will be dead when you read this sentence... I have experienced many dangerous supernatural events, but this time is more dangerous than before. When I was in Dachuan City, I opened the music box again. This is the second time I've opened the music box, and the cursed ringing lingers in my head again."

"I have a hunch that I can't resist this terrible curse this time. I'm going to die. What's worse than the first time is that my ghost is still recovering. Although I temporarily suppressed it, this This suppression won't last long."

"I tried many methods, but none of them worked. The only way is that I have to let the curse of the music box explode on the ghost. Only in this way can I survive."

"This is a very bold and crazy idea. I think so, and I do it the same way. I don't know if I should tell you this method. Before that, I want to ask you a word."

"What is human consciousness?"

"..."

"Shut up, don't eat."

When Yang Jian saw the writing on it, he immediately snatched back the parchment.

But as soon as it was snatched back, the handwriting on it quickly disappeared.

Although it disappeared quickly, he had already seen these contents through ghost eyes.

Especially the last sentence "What exactly is human consciousness?"

Yang Jian was thinking, but the content had changed.

The writing on the human skin paper turned into a plan: "I solved the curse of the music box and the problem of ghost recovery, but you must have full trust in the human skin paper in your hand, don't doubt, any doubt may kill you."

"The curse of the music box broke out at [-]:[-] p.m. two days later. When the curse broke out, I loosened the coffin nail's suppression on the ghost, allowing the ghost to invade my consciousness. It covered my face... Then I fell asleep, and when I woke up again, the ghost was dead, and the curse of the music box disappeared."

"My name is Yang Jian, and I'm still alive when you read this sentence."

The words stopped appearing, and everything fell into a calm state.

There are no more supernatural changes on the human skin paper.

Yang Jian's eyes were very cold, and he stared at the dark brown human skin paper in his hand: "When the curse breaks out, cover the human skin paper over your face and then sleep. Is the trap so blatantly laid out? ? Or is it that there is no need to cover it up now, so just put the trap here and wait for me to step on it when I am in a desperate situation?"

The human skin paper hidden trap did not work, and now it seems to have changed the strategy.

"This plan is not credible, I think that sentence is the key."

"What is human consciousness?"

Yang Jian thought about it: "This sentence surfaced under the threat of the ghost boy, so it has a certain degree of credibility."

"If you want to survive this curse, the key lies in consciousness. This is the breakthrough. I know this, and the human skin knows this, but the human skin knows the plan, but I don't know... But according to the characteristics of human skin in the past , the plan he can give must meet the conditions for completion, and it is impossible to give me a plan that cannot be completed."

"Are you going to solve the riddle again?"

He rubbed his head.

Solving puzzles is not his forte.

"Think about this matter again. Anyway, there are still two and a half days. Now I need a supernatural weapon that I can use but cannot be used by ghosts, so as to prevent my spiritual recovery from causing a greater threat."

Yang Jian put away the human skin paper, stuffed it into the golden ball, and hung it around Guitong's neck again.

He got up and walked into the tool room of the safe house.

There are a lot of emergency tools in the tool room, as well as a lot of gold and some smelting equipment.

Usually he can make containers here to hold ghosts.

Some gold items can also be crafted.

But this time, Yang Jian considered that he might be revived by the ghost after his death, but the supernatural objects must never be controlled by the ghost, so he had to take some precautions.

Like the tall male corpse in the Caesar Hotel.

Transformed into a ghost, wandering and killing people, holding a strange hatchet, extremely terrifying.

What Yang Jian has to do is to put an end to this hidden danger.

Looking at the complete set of smelting tools in the tool room, many professional manufacturing techniques, smelting experience, and even abrasive tool making, as well as engraving, polishing and other related skills immediately appeared in his mind.

These skills are not his.

It was captured by the ghost head who invaded the memories of countless people.

But now, Yang Jian has these memories and skills, just like drawing sketches on the plane before.

Chapter 828 Yang Jian's Weapon

"gurgling"

In the quiet and uninhabited safe house.

This is the tool room in the safe house. Several thick pieces of gold were thrown into the crucible and began to melt. The gold melted to form a liquid, which began to bubble and emit scorching heat.

Soon, all the gold melted.

During this time, Yang Jian made a mold.

The ghost domain cannot affect gold but can affect other substances, so he can easily make a mold he wants with the ghost domain of ghost eyes, and can change it at will, without wasting much time and energy, just a little creativity Just force it.

"I can't make a supernatural item out of thin air, I can only process it."

Yang Jian pondered for a while, and took out a strange hatchet out of nowhere.

He put the hatchet into the grinding tool, then directly clamped the crucible with tongs, and skillfully poured the melted gold into the mold.

The melted gold gradually filled the mold, and slowly submerged the strange hatchet.

But it only submerged a small half of it, and did not cover all of it.

Soon, the gold gradually cooled, and a cold weapon in the shape of a spear appeared in front of Yang Jian.

Then he reached out and picked up the red and hot spear before it cooled down completely, and kicked it on the ground accurately and violently with the tail.

A coffin nail on the ground is stuck in the shadow that seems to be real.

The coffin nail sank directly into the unhardened gold and was set into it.

Taking advantage of this time, Yang Jian directly began to beat and process it with tools.

"If you want to trigger the medium of the hatchet, you must leave a gap so that I can touch the hatchet." Yang Jian continued to process, and he left irregular gaps so that he could touch the hatchet conveniently. .

"If you want to use the coffin nail, you must expose the other end of the coffin nail to ensure that you can contact the ghost."

The same is true for the processing of the tail.

Yang Jian just inlaid the coffin nails and did not completely cover it with gold.

soon.

His processing is initially completed.

A golden spear that looked like an ancient weapon appeared in front of him.

The hatchet was the tip of a gun, but it was full of nicks, dirty and old, and looked like it might break at any moment. The tail was a rusty coffin nail.

This combination seems nondescript.

Yang Jian didn't think much, just picked it up and waved it.

moment.

The spear-like weapon immediately went a little crooked.

Gold is too soft and not as hard as imagined. Yang Jian, a non-human force, can squeeze gold into various shapes at will.

"It can't be all gold."

Yang Jian immediately understood what the problem was. He felt that a steel rod had to be inserted into it.

The material of steel is not special, it needs special steel to be better.

"I have to go to the company and let the people in the company order. By the way, I also want to find Huang Ziya to recover. I can't meet people like this."

He casually threw the failed gadget in the safe house, then took off the coffin nails embedded in it and continued nailing it to the ghost shadow, then took the ghost boy out.

The plan to build a weapon suffered some setbacks, but it did not hinder Yang Jian's thinking.

These are minor issues.

He is all working hard to solve the curse for himself.

Changing the supernatural weapon is only to prevent himself from losing control and causing danger, and whether it is a hatchet or a coffin nail, Yang Jian is not at ease in letting others control it.

This is a life-saving thing, and it is naturally very important to fight against spiritual capital.

Gui Tong was left in Guanjiang Community.

Yang Jian used the ghost domain and appeared directly in the rest area on the first floor of Shangtong Building in Dachang City.

This rest area is dedicated to his team.

No one else in the company is eligible to use it.

At the moment, both of them are resting in the rest area, while also ensuring the safety of Dachang City.

Strictly speaking, this is work, not real rest.

The people working today are Huang Ziya and Tong Qian.

Feng Quan and Li Yang were not there. Li Yang should have gone home to rest. After all, he just came back from a business trip. Feng Quan went to investigate the last incident about the pendulum clock curse. As for Xiong Wenwen, he was mostly doing homework at home.

"Yang Jian, are you here? I have already received a message from Li Yang." Tong Qian nodded, not surprised by Yang Jian's sudden appearance.

"How do you feel now, I heard that you have a problem with your state."