Since becoming a ghost controller, he has gained the ghost eyes in his body, and he has gradually noticed some changes in his body.
The most obvious feature is that he finds that he sleeps less and less, but he is not mentally tired.
"Did you only sleep for six hours?"
Yang Jian washed his face and looked at himself in the mirror.
He was not haggard. On the contrary, he exuded an aloof temperament that made strangers come in. Even he himself felt a little strange.
He looked at the red paper on the back of his hand.
One night passed, and he did not feel the torment of the ghost eyes' resurgence. On the contrary, he slept peacefully.
But there was an inconspicuous crack on the red paper.
"Does this red paper treat the symptoms rather than the root cause? Or is it just a fragment and incomplete?" Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and couldn't help but rub his head.
"It seems that it is not as easy as imagined to solve this half-dead situation."
Too.
Global catastrophes and supernatural events occur all over the world.
All those who have become ghost masters have not found a way to survive. How can they find a way by themselves?
The red paper was able to suppress the resurgence of the evil ghost, but he only encountered it by mistake.
"wait wait wait."
Yang Jian suddenly thought of the parchment.
He took out the parchment he carried with him from his pocket and opened it to take a look.
There is a line of writing on the parchment
I woke up very early today, and I gradually found that my body was beginning to be affected by the ghost eyes. This effect was latent, because I found that I had slept less and less in the past few days. If this continues, I will soon...
You don't have to sleep all day long.
I heard that ghosts don’t need to sleep, and this may be true.
"When I got you from Fang Jing, Fang Jing said that you knew how to survive as a ghost master? I don't think he lied to me, so you must have the key clues."
Yang Jian stared at the parchment, "If you are willing to tell me, I think I will re-examine your existence."
Writings appeared on the parchment. I really wanted to live. I gradually realized the pain of becoming a ghost master. The oppression of death, the worry of the ghost's resurrection, and my own changes were not something I should bear at this age.
Today I finally couldn't help but ask about that weird human skin again, but I didn't get the answer I wanted. The human skin didn't tell me any useful information.
Or maybe there is some secret hidden in this human skin, but he just refuses to tell it.
What is it hiding?
When Yang Jian saw the words above, his expression changed.
When he was at school, he once felt that the parchment had its own consciousness, but since leaving school, the parchment has lost its role in guiding him.
Without the guidance of this parchment in the old man's ghost realm that day, he would have been unable to leave alive.
"Since you don't reveal any information to me, then you are useless. Just burn it, so that I don't have to wear a human skin on my body all day long."
After Yang Jian finished washing, he took this damn thing and threw it on the gas stove.
Lighted the fire.
However, under the natural gas stove fire, the parchment did not move at all.
Fire can't even burn this thing.
"Yang Jian, what are you cooking? Are you cooking noodles?"
Liu Qiang smelled the smell of natural gas and ran out of the room.
Yang Jian looked at the parchment that was still intact and moved the corner of his mouth slightly, "I didn't burn anything, I just tried to see if the stove can be used."
"If you want to cook noodles, I still have ham here." Liu Qiang said.
"I have it too."
"Sure enough, you should bury this thing somewhere where no one else will ever find it." Yang Jian frowned slightly.
Even if I were to die, I would never leave such a weird thing behind.
Just when he was about to put away the human skin paper.
Suddenly, another line of words appeared on it. I couldn't get any useful information from this parchment. Out of my future plans, I planned to throw away this parchment and not let others find it. But I was thinking
, if I can catch a ghost with this parchment, maybe I can get the answer I want.
"Catch ghosts? I think you want to trick me into dying."
Yang Jian took a look at it and didn't believe the nonsense on it. He just put it away and planned to find a place to bury it in two days.
After two hours.
The mall is open.
Although they are still closed, Yang Jian and Liu Qiang still have to work.
They started patrolling at half past eight.
"By the way, the elevator was closed yesterday, right? Why is it open again now?" Yang Jian stood on the escalator and suddenly remembered that yesterday they turned off the lights and elevator before going back to rest.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for the elevator to open this early in the morning.
"Sister Li has the key here. You see the door of the shopping mall has been opened. I heard that the boss may be back today. Maybe Sister Li has made preparations in advance. Why are you always concerned about this matter?" Liu Qiang asked a little puzzled.
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"It's nothing, just ask." Yang Jian said.
Today, all the lights in the shopping mall have indeed been turned on, which is a bit different from the usual dark lights.
After patrolling around, Yang Jian found nothing.
everything is normal.
But this kind of normality made Yang Jian a little uneasy.
If even he can't find the problem, then there can't be any supernatural events in this mall, but why are people missing?
And Yang Jian always felt that something was wrong in the mall.
But I can't tell.
But it was around ten o'clock.
Several luxury cars were parked in front of the mall.
A group of people got out of the car.
It was for a short middle-aged man wearing a suit.
"The boss is here, please be careful. The mall has been closed recently and the boss has a bad temper." Liu Qiang reminded in a low voice.
This short middle-aged man's surname is Tang, and his name is Tang An. He is the owner of this shopping mall. He used to be in real estate. In recent years, he changed his career and opened this shopping mall.
"Master Luo, this is my shopping mall. Please take a look, master, what's wrong with my shopping mall? Someone has been missing in the past three days? Master Luo, be careful on the steps."
With a flattering smile on his face, Boss Tang led a man in his fifties with a shiny face to come over.
Three or five people followed behind him.
The man named Master Luo suddenly gestured and said, "You can't enter through the main entrance. Enter through other doors. Are there any other doors in your shopping mall?"
"Yes, yes, there is a delivery door." Boss Tang said hurriedly.
"Then let's go into the mall from there and take a look." Master Luo said.
When Yang Jian at the door saw this scene, the corner of his mouth moved slightly.
This is definitely a charlatan.
If you pay attention to things blindly, you will fool people.
Everyone enters and exits through the main entrance, and so do the guests. What if you encounter this so-called master? Even if there is a ghost, you should have discovered it when you were patrolling.
Unless this Master Luo is also a ghost controller and is more capable than himself.
But looking at his shiny face and energetic appearance, it was obvious that he could not be a ghost controller.
"You guys watch here and don't let anyone else come in. I will call you later if anything happens."
Sister Li hurriedly came over at this time, said something, and then went to greet the boss with a few female colleagues.
Master Luo entered the mall from the side door and led Boss Tang, the manager, Sister Li and other people around the mall. He looked left and right, then nodded and showed a clear understanding of what happened in the mall.
He has completely figured out the weird things, and I don’t know what he has figured out.
Or I already have the script in mind.
Yang Jian was not interested. Although he knew that Master Luo was a charlatan, he did not try to expose him.
If there really were no supernatural events, this million would only be earned by this charlatan, and it would not be his turn anyway.
"Um?"
However, at this moment, Yang Jian moved his nose and smelled a faint smell of corpse again.
"The smell appeared again, this time it seemed to be very close, because the smell was stronger than before."
He turned around and inspected, but the mall was still calm and nothing happened.