"If I want to live, I must let the curse of the music box break out on the ghost shadow, and let the ghost shadow bear the curse of the music box."
"If it succeeds, the complete ghost image will most likely fall into a deadlock again, and then my consciousness will control everything. At that time, not only will I be able to control the complete ghost image, but I may also possess the music box curse."
In the quiet room, Yang Jian was sitting alone on a chair, playing with a small red paint box in his hand.
This was the cursed music box that Su Yuan gave to him before sending the letter, but now, the supernatural power inside was no longer there.
The box is just a carrier, the real horror is the cursed ringtone of the music box.
Now the melody of that ringtone was ringing in his mind.
Only when he dies will the cursed ringtone return to the music box again.
Now it is useless even if other people open the music box, there will be no sound at all, and it will have no impact on ordinary people.
For Yang Jian, the delivery and risk of delivering the letter this time are undoubtedly huge. The advantage is that the ghost shadow head has been completed, and now the ghost shadow has become complete.
The disadvantage is that his situation has become extremely bad. Not only has the dead ghost resurrected, but the curse of the music box has also been released.
He paid a huge price for this letter delivery mission.
But Yang Jian had no regrets at all.
Supernatural problems must always be solved. There is no escaping this. Ever since the last fight with Ye Zhen, he was not in a good state.
Ghost Eye has also gradually lost its balance, which means that he must control new ghosts to regain balance.
The appearance of the ghost head is a good opportunity to regain balance. Although the curse of the music box is an accident, it is also an opportunity.
If he operates it properly, he can definitely put the complete ghost shadow into a state of panic again, and then suppress the ghost eye again.
But given the current conditions, it is very difficult.
After all, the situation this time is different from last time.
So Yang Jian is also thinking about the feasibility of the implementation method at this moment.
After all, he is still a captain-level figure and has experienced a lot, so naturally he will not be as reckless as before.
If you want to regain the balance between supernatural beings, more often than not, you only need one direction.
Now the direction has been set, but the method of implementation remains to be discussed.
After all, it’s your own business and you can’t be careless. Once you make a mistake, it will be fatal, and it will also affect many people.
"Maybe I can do nothing and let the ghost invade my consciousness. When the music box curse breaks out, as long as I am lucky, the curse may not kill me. The ghost will block the curse for me.
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This idea flashed through Yang Jian's mind, but this method was too risky, and it was tantamount to gambling on luck.
After all, when the ghost shadow invades you, you are also invading the ghost shadow.
The entanglement of consciousness is mutual.
The curse of the music box will certainly be shared too.
"Completely integrated into the consciousness of the ghost, and then the curse broke out, leaving the ghost to bear the curse and fall into a state of death... But to complete this plan, there must be a safeguard, otherwise my consciousness may not survive.
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Yang Jian subconsciously thought of the ghost closet.
If Ghost Cabinet's deal is completed, then he can ask Ghost Cabinet to ensure that his consciousness will not die.
When the curse breaks out, he will be fine.
However, the deal with the ghost closet has not yet been completed.
Yang Jian could not make the request.
"If that doesn't work, you can also consider using human skin."
In this life-and-death situation, Yang Jian thought of human skin paper.
But that thing is too deceptive. Although it may reveal information and methods, it contains too many dangers.
But when there is really no other way, even if you know it is dangerous, you must try.
If you don't try, you will definitely die, but if you try, there is still a chance of survival.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian looked at the black shadow under his feet. He had not lifted the restrictions on the ghost shadow to prevent the ghost from taking back control of his body.
But this kind of restriction gradually started to feel like it was not enough.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian no longer hesitated and glanced at the corner next to him.
There is a strange child in the corner, standing there with bare feet, tilting his head slightly and looking here. There are no pupils in a pair of red eyes, giving people a strange and evil feeling, which is creepy.
There is a big golden bell hanging around his neck.
What is inside is human skin paper.
This was originally done to prevent the human skin paper from getting out of control.
Because as long as the human skin paper dares to come out, the ghost boy will eat it in one bite.
Moreover, the ghost boy does not need to rest. He can disappear and keep an eye on him 24 hours a day, so he will never be lazy.
At this moment, Yang Jian reached out and grabbed the small bell-like ball from the ghost boy's neck.
Just twist it, and the small ball opens, revealing a piece of yellowed and mottled old paper. The material is like sheepskin, but it reveals a cold and strange aura. This is actually a piece of human skin, and there is still a vague ability on it.
I smelled a faint smell of corpse.
Although he had a direction, Yang Jian still needed a reliable idea.
Human skin paper can do just that, although the plan given by this thing can only be used as a reference and cannot be trusted.
There are traps in every word, and they become more serious each time, even to the point where they frankly want to kill him.
But there was nothing Yang Jian could do. The deal between him and Guiqi had not been completed yet, and he didn't know who he could ask for help, not to mention there were not many people who could help him.
Wang Xiaoming from the headquarters is one, but he can't trust Wang Xiaoming. Su Yuan can't, but he went to deliver the letter. God knows how long it will take. If he doesn't wait until he comes back, he will have recovered supernaturally.
As for Mr. Qin at the headquarters, they are neither relatives nor friends, so they are not qualified to ask others for help.
In the end, you still have to rely on yourself.
Yang Jian took a deep breath and opened the human skin paper.
The human-skin paper, which had no abnormality at first, still had black writing on it, which was twisted and weird, as if something invisible was writing on it.
A familiar yet strange sentence appeared in front of you: My name is Yang Jian, and I will be dead when you see this sentence...
Yang Jian was already numb to this sentence and didn't think there was anything strange about it. Just when he was about to say something, suddenly, all the writing on the human skin paper quickly disappeared, and a large font appeared instead.
【ghost】
This familiar feeling made Yang Jian's eyelids jump. But the next moment, there was a knock on the door.