Mysterious recovery

"Let's go, let's go to the lobby first." He Long was in a hurry.

Familiar recording of the first thousand and 130 chapters

Yang Jian returned to the lobby of the entertainment city like a normal person.

now.

Xiong Wenwen, Zhang Wei and the others didn't know that the fight was over, and they were still playing in the hall at this moment.

In front of a table, many people gathered around.

Xiong Wenwen stood on the chair very arrogantly, with a lot of chips in front of him, and on the opposite side of him, the croupier in charge of dealing cards was covered with cold sweat. He knew that this kid was here to smash the game, From before to now, I have played one game and won one game, and I have already lost the quota of several tables.

Now it's his turn.

Moreover, this kid bet heavily in every hand, even with a limited limit, he won at least one billion.

"What are you doing looking at Father Xiong? Dealing cards." Xiong Wenwen stared at the dealer and said.

The dealer had no choice but to continue to deal the cards.

In the end, there was no doubt that Xiong Wenwen won again, without any suspense.

"If you win like this, this kid will go bankrupt if you win here." The people next to him started talking.

"Bankruptcy? I don't think it's that easy. Just now I saw Boss He appearing in the lobby, and he hasn't shown up until now. This shows that the banker can still hold on. The one billion yuan probably won't have much impact here."

"That's because there is a limit in the lobby, and the players are not very big. If there is no limit, Boss He will go bankrupt and jump off the building tonight, winning dozens of games in a row. Who can stand it?"

"I heard that this kid only got [-] points in the first game, tsk tsk, he's made a fortune now."

Jiang Yan on the side also narrowed her eyes with a smile. She brought Xiong Wenwen all the way to play and made a lot of money. If this trend continues, she can become a little rich woman before leaving Daxing Entertainment City tonight.

"Okay, stop playing. There was an accident just now, and the affairs here are over." Yang Jian walked over at this moment.

Xiong Wenwen looked at him in surprise: "It turned out to be Xiao Yang, where did you go just now, why haven't you seen you all this time, look at Daddy Xiong, I'm amazing, I won a lot of chips from them, Aunt Jiang just now roughly After counting, at least a billion or so, the goal you set before was too small, and I overachieved."

He raised his head confidently and proudly.

"Isn't this the way it should be done?"

Yang Jian said calmly: "If you have a foreknowledge and still lose, then I have to wonder if there is something wrong with your brain."

"Nonsense, Daddy Xiong used to be famous in his class as the best, and everyone said I was smart, so you must be jealous of me." Xiong Wenwen said.

Yang Jian ignored him, and instead asked, "How much did he win?"

Jiang Yan said: "There should be 15 billion points, but I heard other people say that Zhang Wei won more in other places, but his old problem is repeated there, and I don't know how much wasted."

"It's enough, plus Zhang Wei should have recovered the previous losses, and it doesn't make much sense to continue playing." Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan said a little indignantly: "I think we can't let them go. We just don't do anything to bankrupt this entertainment city. Hmph, if you dare to bully me, you must not let them go easily."

She was influenced by Yang Jian's ears and eyes, and she was also ruthlessly influenced by Yang Jian.

"Boss He is dead, and the debt has been settled. This account has been settled, and the disaster is not as serious as others." Yang Jian said calmly: "That's it."

He is still very principled.

"Okay then, since you've said that, let him go this time. I'll contact Zhang Wei and tell him not to play." Jiang Yan nodded.

"As for the others, if you want to continue playing, let them continue. In short, Xiong Wenwen and Zhang Wei can't participate." Yang Jian said.

Xiong Wenwen immediately said: "Fart, how can Ah Wei compare with me, Xiong Daddy, is he as good as Xiong Daddy?"

"Other people are ordinary people and have nothing to do with the supernatural circle, so they don't need to be restrained." Yang Jiandao: "You are different. You are involved with supernatural powers and need to be restrained."

"Ah Wei can be regarded as a member of the supernatural circle since when, but he can only be regarded as a member of the entertainment industry." Xiong Wenwen said: "And he is also an entertainment anchor."

Yang Jian didn't explain too much.

Only he knew that Zhang Wei was resurrected by the ghost mirror once, and the people who were resurrected by the ghost mirror were more or less contaminated with some supernatural powers, which were somewhat unusual. The most obvious feature was that Zhang Wei was upside down, because the people in the mirror It's also the opposite.

"That's how the matter is decided. I have some other things to do. I'll come back to you later."

After Yang Jian explained, he turned and left.

At this moment, he left the entertainment city and came to a private villa in Tai O City.

The security level here is very high, there are people patrolling everywhere, and there are surveillance cameras around, but to Yang Jian, these are all in name only, and it is the same as nothing at all.

"This is Luo Sheng's private residence. If there is someone behind him, I will meet him here." Yang Jian stood in the empty living room.

Although the place is magnificent and luxuriously decorated, it is cold, dead silent, and there is no sound at all, and the quietness is a bit scary.

Yang Jian stepped on the floor tiles, and the sound of footsteps echoed in the villa.

But he stopped after walking a few steps, holding the cracked spear in his hand, and the ghost behind him began to spread out, like a cloud of thick ink, constantly covering in all directions.

He wanted to use the ghost image to trigger the medium to find out who was involved with Luo Sheng.

soon.

Immediately, dense figures appeared in the empty hall of the villa. These figures were illusory and transparent, like an image presented in Yang Jian's line of sight.

The medium is only visible to those with a hatchet.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes turned slightly, he was quickly searching, screening, and finding suspicious people.

Most of the people who left behind the media were ordinary people, there were security guards who went in and out, there were also servants working in the villa, Luo Sheng himself, and some celebrities...

However, when Yang Jian continued to screen and investigate.

suddenly.

In the quiet villa, a rustling sound suddenly sounded, like the prelude of an old-fashioned tape recorder.

But with the appearance of this sound, the lights in the whole villa flickered. The appearance of this phenomenon meant that the current was affected by supernatural powers.

"Ok?"

Yang Jian immediately let go of the hatchet, and all the media in front of him disappeared immediately. His attention was drawn back, and he immediately looked in the direction of the sound.

It was a radio, modern in style, not old.

But the sound from inside reveals something unusual.

"Yang Jian, I know you are at my place right now. There won't be any clues you want here, so don't worry about it. Besides, this is a voice I recorded in advance, and it will stay with you for more than ten seconds. After a few minutes, it will play automatically, and when you finish listening to this recording, you will immediately fall into a coma."

Luo Sheng's voice came from the radio.

"Recording?" Yang Jian frowned.

It seemed a little familiar, and he seemed to have encountered similar ghosts before.

when was that

By the way, he remembered that not long after he became a ghost master, he encountered a tape when dealing with the former president of Shangtong Building, a foreigner named Paul.

The man claimed to be a missionary, a foreign ghost master.

But Yang Jian didn't finish listening to the tape at that time, so he threw the thing and the radio into the pool of blood on the outskirts of Dachang City.

The blood pool was formed by the revival of ghosts after the death of Yan Li, the ghost blood. The spirits that fell into it would be suppressed by the ghost blood and fall into a deep sleep. To some extent, the blood pool may be more suppressive than the ghost lake.

"Recording is a curse, a curse spread by humans, but the other party should not have much confidence, otherwise he wouldn't just set a curse to make me fall asleep, and he would definitely wish to curse me to death."

Yang Jian walked towards the radio.

Now he is not worried about this curse, he just wants to see what this supernatural curse is.

But at the same time as he came, Yang Jian was already holding another supernatural item in his hand.

A pair of red scissors wrapped around hair.

The use of ghost scissors can let you see the curse, but the cost of using it is also very high, Yang Jian does not intend to use it, it is only used to confirm his own situation.

really.

He saw it.

A thin wire that didn't exist appeared in front of him, connecting him with the radio.

The thread is very special, gray-black in appearance, and cannot be touched by hand, it is a cursed appearance.

"It is indeed the recording of a missionary. It seems that Luo Sheng is involved in a foreign ghost master." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly.

"You found out too late, Yang Jian, the curse has already begun, I wish you good luck."

Luo Sheng's voice on the radio was a little weird. I don't know if it was his voice or Li Gui's, but he could hear Yang Jian's voice, and he was able to respond.

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The appearance of the recording curse made Yang Jian understand who his enemy was.

He should have thought of this when Luo Sheng proposed to use Shangtong Building to pay off the debt, because behind the former owner of Shangtong Building, Paul, there was the figure of the ghost master code-named missionary.

It's just that after Yang Jian killed Paul, the missionaries didn't take any targeted revenge, so the matter subsided.

Unexpectedly, after more than a year, the other party still came to the door.

"That missionary had an enmity with me before, and it's normal to find an opportunity to get revenge today, but the other party should also know that I'm not that easy to deal with, so this time Luo Sheng didn't spend any money, just attacked me tentatively, can It’s best to be successful, and it doesn’t matter if you don’t.”

"And they felt that it would be too difficult to kill me, and it seemed more likely to trap me and put me in a deep sleep."

Yang Jian now understood what these people were thinking.

Glancing at the radio on the table, he walked over without hesitation, stretched out his black ghost hand, grabbed it and squeezed it hard.

The radio immediately shattered into a heap of shards.

But the rustling sound was still there, and it didn't disappear because of the damage to the radio.

"If you don't use the ghost scissors to cut this curse, you can only bear it." Yang Jian stood there calmly, waiting for this curse to appear.

soon.

The rustling sound gradually became smaller, as if the signal was getting less and less. After only seven or eight seconds, all the sounds in the radio disappeared, and then an invisible curse spread out.

Yang Jian didn't feel anything special at first.

But as time passed, he gradually discovered that something was wrong. His head was getting heavier and heavier, and a sense of drowsiness came over him, making his consciousness gradually blurred, and he wanted to fall into a coma immediately.

The situation was a little familiar to him.

It was like being forced into a dream by a ghost dream, and suddenly fell asleep like this.

"The other party has a lot of experience in dealing with ghost masters. He knew that it would be very difficult to kill me with normal supernatural means, so he attacked my consciousness, because most ghost masters' consciousness is very fragile. Once the consciousness dies , even if the body is intact, it will die with it."

Yang Jian shook his head, he walked to the sofa next to him and sat down.

The drowsiness is getting stronger and stronger, and I feel a little unbearable.

This kind of drowsiness is not only useful if supported by willpower, but comes from a supernatural curse, and one must have the corresponding supernatural power to fight against it.

But right now, the vicious dog in the dream did not appear.

It seemed that the vicious dog didn't want to prevent Yang Jian from falling asleep.

"There is no need to fight against this kind of drowsiness. Since the other party wants me to fall asleep, then I will follow their idea and sleep here. I have a vicious dog in my memory. Even if I fall asleep, I am safe, but Outside, you need to take some precautions."

Just before Yang Jian passed out, he opened his ghost eyes and released the ghost domain.

The entire villa immediately disappeared.

This villa was moved by Yang Jian to a place deep underground that could not be found, could not be easily discovered, and it was safe for him to sleep here.

After taking precautions, Yang Jian closed his eyes and fell asleep on the sofa.

He was cursed and fell into a coma.

Just like the sleeping beauty in the fairy tale world, if there is no special way to wake him up, then he is likely to sleep like this forever, and he will never wake up.

But the reality is that after Yang Jian fell asleep, he entered a dream.

The world in the dream was dark and oppressive, and the surroundings were filled with a gloomy atmosphere, and there was nothing around, it was empty, only a large European-style castle stood in front of him.

Yang Jian was standing in front of the gate of this castle at this moment.

The iron gate was ajar, with rust spots on it, and a lot of weeds and vines, as if it hadn't been cleaned for many years.

"This is not my dream. There is no such castle in my dream. This is a dream constructed by others..." Yang Jian raised his hand and looked at it.

He was silent.