Dealing with human skin is like dealing with ghosts.
And unlike ordinary ghosts, the existence of human skin paper is not dangerous, and it can save lives at critical moments, making it easy for people to rely on it.
Having it is like getting a plug-in when playing a game, which can save you from desperate situations.
But Yang Jian believes that there are no ghosts in this world who help people for free.
The human skin paper must be planning something, or it is using itself to achieve its requirements step by step.
Swallowing a ghost is the first step.
As for the second step, the intention of this human skin paper has not been revealed yet.
"Do you think you have a problem with me after I locked you up for a while? If you continue to be passive like this, your usefulness will be gone. Swallowing a ghost shouldn't be enough to satisfy you, otherwise
You have begun to recover a long time ago." Yang Jian stared at the human skin paper and muttered to himself.
The handwriting on the human skin paper still hasn't changed, it's still the same line of words.
It seems that at this moment it has become unable to communicate again.
"How about we seal you in a box, weld you to death, and throw you into the deep sea?" Yang Jian squinted: "I'm not very confident about you anyway."
The next moment, the writing on the human skin paper began to disappear.
It seemed as if it had been wiped away by some force, and then new handwriting appeared again.
"I went to the third room, saw the ghost mirror, and took it away because I knew that mirror had an incredible ability..."
The handwriting broke at this point, and then the bottom line of big words appeared: "It can bring the dead back to life."
What?
Can you resurrect the dead?
Yang Jian's eyes suddenly shrank, and he stood up suddenly, staring at the human skin: "This is impossible."
From the birth of supernatural events to the present, no one has been able to resurrect from the dead, at least according to the information he has received now, it is impossible.
Then the handwriting changed again: "As I thought, real resurrection is impossible. It is just resurrection in a certain sense, and it requires paying a certain price. This price is to release a ghost in the mirror."
"Resurrection in a sense?" Yang Jian then began to ponder again.
What exactly does this sentence mean?
Isn’t that considered a true resurrection?
As for the price of resurrection, Yang Jian seems to think that it is a big or small sum.
If a person is really destined to die, even if it is to release a ghost in exchange for a chance to survive, it is still worth it.
Thinking of the group of ghosts that might exist in the ghost mirror, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel an inexplicable palpitation.
Is this trying to take advantage of people's desire for survival and personally release this terror?
Or is this a trap, a trap laid out by human skin?
However, although the human skin paper is weird, some of the things revealed are relatively real.
"You can't believe it completely, and you can't disbelieve it either." Yang Jian thought to himself.
Then, another line of words appeared on the human skin paper: "As for the other two rooms of that ancient house, I think they should be completely sealed. There are two unknown horrors there... Once the door is opened, they will
It will lead to an extremely terrible disaster, and I am afraid of it."
"You won't let me open the doors to the other two rooms? I'm afraid you're just trying to fool me."
Yang Jian believed in his own judgment.
The original owner of the house was willing to leave certain things in the room in preparation for one day seeing the light of day again.
If the ghost mirror can really resurrect people, it will be a huge help to ghost controllers.
But, is it just that?
Yang Jian felt that the human skin paper was still hiding something,
And during the period when he was asking about the human parchment paper.
Outside Guanjiang Community, a whole motorcade arrived.
The motorcade did not drive into the community, but stopped outside the community.
As soon as the first car stopped, two men got out.
One was a very young man wearing a suit. His face was unnaturally pale, and his eyes revealed a bit of gloom: "Is this here? Yang Jian's residence."
This person is no one else.
It was Wang Xiaoqiang from Xiaoqiang Club.
Last time the club was ruined by Wang Xiaoqiang and almost closed down. Now let alone the new members, the remaining members are not willing to come to the club again.
Yang Jian's deterrence has been formed.
The ghost master who controlled two ghosts will not die, and others will no longer dare to work for the club.
"Yang Jian has an ability that has been confirmed. It should be the ghost realm... This is one of the unsolvable abilities in the Li Gui file. The remaining ghost is unclear. Ye Feng, do you have a solution?"
Wang Xiaoqiang looked at the man next to him.
The man was less than thirty, mature and steady, wearing a thick coat, with a somewhat unruly look on his face.
"The ghost realm is indeed very difficult to deal with. If he wants to save his life, I can't deal with him." Ye Feng lit a cigarette and said bluntly: "You can only take it by surprise, otherwise your action this time is destined to fail. If Wang Yue
If I'm here, I'm 70% to 80% sure that his ghost rope can trap the ghosts, including other ghost masters."
"With his cooperation, even ten ghost realms will be destroyed."
Wang Xiaoqiang said: "You are a real person, I believe what you say, but don't forget, my brother is a professor, the first person in China to engage in research on supernatural events. This time I came to the institute to bring something.
The action was very helpful.”
At this time, Ye Feng saw Wang Xiaoqiang holding a golden suitcase in his hand.
It's idiosyncratic.
"What new product has Professor Wang developed?" Ye Feng asked with a smile: "The ghost candle is very good. It can avoid being attacked by ghosts. You won't get one, right?"
"It's a controlled item. I can't get it without a certain permission, but it's almost the same. It's a derivative of Guizhu."
Wang Xiaoqiang opened the suitcase.
There is a finger inside.
This finger is a long, thin, dry finger with extremely hideous black nails. Judging from the joints of this finger, the proportions are seriously out of balance. It is definitely not the finger of a living person.
"Derivatives? I think they are failures."
Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he felt the strangeness of that finger.
"Failed products and successful products are similar. The only difference is that one is controllable and the other is uncontrollable." Wang Xiaoqiang said: "But does the uncontrollable have any impact on us?"
"You are really vindictive."
Ye Feng smiled teasingly: "In order to avenge a personal grudge, I sabotaged the overall situation here. If the higher ups find out, you will be the first to be dealt with. The priority level is even higher than that of supernatural incidents. How come Yang Jian is also with the criminal police?
We are very close, and I heard that he is very likely to become the next Dachang City criminal police officer."
Wang Xiaoqiang said coldly: "Don't worry, he can't become a detective. Because of me, he is dead."
"I don't care, you are responsible for anything that goes wrong anyway." Ye Feng shrugged, not feeling any burden.
"Let's go, take action."
A group of people immediately walked into Guanjiang Community.