The Mysterious Recovery: A Doctor's Tour

Chapter 198 I Love Her, She Loves Him

Li Leping's state began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his charred corpse gradually turned white.

Yang Jian also let go of Yuanyuan Ghost's hand at this moment.

The source ghost turned into smoke and entered Li Leping's body.

Yang Jian didn't delay at this time, his figure disappeared from the original place, and he had already found the source of the ghost shadow head when he just reached the state of using the music box through cultivation.

After a while, Yang Jian returned to Mingyue Community.

The headless ghost under his feet has now become a complete ghost.

At this time, Li Leping had also returned to normal. He moved his body and felt comfortable.

"Thank you this time. I owe you two a favor. If you need to contact me in the future, just contact me." Li Leping solemnly promised.

"The affairs of Dachuan City will be left to you. You have now controlled the ghost head." Gao Tiancheng said.

"I know, I have already controlled the ghost head." Li Leping nodded.

To be on the safe side, he directly forgot the redundant questions in his mind.

This is the disadvantage of comprehension. If it is just an item, or something, as long as the user, that is, Gao Tiancheng, thinks it is true, then it is true.

But if it is used on people, it must be believed by the other party.

Just like Ghost Shadow Head, if Li Leping has doubts about whether he can control Ghost Shadow Head, even if he just doubts, there will be loopholes in his cultivation. Once loopholes appear, it will not be perfect control.

Li Leping is a smart person, plus he participated in the black ghost incident before, so he naturally has some guesses about this kind of cultivation.

His figure disappeared and he left Mingyue Community directly. As for the question about room 310, he already had the answer when he saw the dismembered corpse on the ground.

Soon, only Yang Jian, Li Yang, and Gao Tiancheng were left here.

"Why not so close?" Gao Tiancheng muttered to himself.

Li Yang chose to stay, he wanted to deal with the dismembered body, or the doll.

Yang Jian and Gao Tiancheng returned to Room 301 again.

"Qingqing?" Gao Tiancheng called out, but no one responded.

The two came to the door of the room where the workbench was placed, and the door of the room was open at the moment.

One thing was missing in the room, the wooden doll model without facial features was gone, the place was empty now, leaving only a slight trace.

"Is that puppet model also a supernatural item?" Yang Jian said.

Room 301 is too weird and weird. Everything looks unusual and reveals an inexplicable dangerous atmosphere.

Yang Jian walked into the room ponderingly, holding the hatchet tightly in his hand.

"Yang Jian, please save me quickly, I really can't stay in Jinshan Mental Hospital, I believe in you, only you can be my attending doctor."

"Qianqian, did you see that? I want to go back to Qingshan Mental Hospital, I will only be stimulated here, and I will drive Qianqian crazy!" Gao Tiancheng said suddenly.

Yang Jian turned his head to look at Gao Tiancheng, who was talking to himself, and shook his head, feeling sick again.

Eliminating the distracting thoughts that arose in his mind, he took a deep breath and prepared to trigger the medium to trace back the scenes that happened in the room.

This doesn't require dismembering something with a hatchet, just keeping it that way.

Right now in Room 301, except for Liu Qingqing who is in an abnormal state, most of the remaining things are ghosts wandering in this room.

The ghost under Yang Jian's feet swayed, and the footprints left in the room before became the medium of the hatchet, which could be easily triggered.

At this time, the medium of the hatchet was triggered.

Some figures that did not exist in this room appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes. He saw a person sitting in front of the drawing board at some point.

It was an old man wearing an old-fashioned commoner, with a slightly hunched back and a wrinkled face. To be precise, it should be an old lady.

Judging from its appearance and form, this should be a living person.

Yang Jian immediately guessed in his mind that this old lady should be the owner of Room 301.

Looking at the appearance of this old lady, he suddenly felt a little familiar, where did he seem to have seen it?
It seems to be on a supernatural bus?

Yang Jian was enlightened in an instant. When he took the supernatural bus for the first time, there was a wrinkled old lady sitting on the bus.

He was not sure in his heart, because the situation was urgent and he was very weak at the time, so he naturally didn't pay too much attention to the old lady.

Withdrawing his thoughts, he saw the old lady drawing something on the drawing board in front of him.

As the medium of the hatchet continued to be triggered, he saw a formed painting.

The sketch is a middle-aged man, but Yang Jian can vaguely tell from the eyes and appearance of the man in the painting that this seems to be Mr. Qin from the headquarters, or Mr. Qin in his youth.

The old Qin is almost a hundred years old now, but the old Qin in the painting looks only about 50 or [-] years old.

"I love her, she loves him, said a lot of comforting words, but also forgot that she is a scar."

A sad voice came suddenly.

Yang Jian looked back vigilantly and found that it was Gao Tiancheng.

"Seeing how wide your expression is, you must be looking at some explosive scene, and now it's really exciting." Gao Tiancheng said.

Yang Jian turned back and continued to stare at the painting and the old lady.

But at this moment, the old lady stopped writing suddenly, then turned around abruptly, staring at Yang Jian with a pair of pale eyes.

The next moment, the hazy yellow lights in the room flickered uncontrollably, as if they were about to go out, and the surrounding light immediately became dim.

"Are you kidding me?" Yang Jian was terrified.

He used the hatchet to see the pictures of the past in a tricky way, but it is the pictures of the past that can affect reality, which is simply incredible.

He has never encountered such a situation. The medium triggered by the hatchet is the shadow left by the past, not a real existence, just like the scene recorded by the video recorder, it is false.

But now it is this false medium that is influencing reality, even attacking him.

At this moment, Yang Jian had the desire to raise the hatchet in his hand and chop down, directly killing the weird old lady in front of him.

"Mr. Qin must be the kind of grievance. The old lady likes the father or grandfather of the man in black, and the father or grandfather of the man in black likes another girl, and gave birth to the man in black or the father of the man in black."

"The old lady is liked by Mr. Qin, but she can't love her. Mr. Qin knows that the old lady likes the father or grandfather of the man in black, so he chooses to hide his love in his heart and chooses to be a knight who silently guards."

"In response to the sentence that he loves her and she loves him, Mr. Qin never married and guarded the old lady until his death, but the father or grandfather of the man in black left behind him as an heir." Gao Tiancheng felt. In terms of.

Yang Jian couldn't help wondering whether Gao Tiancheng couldn't see the horrifying scene in front of him.

He forcibly resisted the urge to cut it off, and his face turned pale.

He knew in his heart that this knife must not be cut.

It's not that he's worried about the side effects. Now that his ghost image has completed the puzzle, it's not a problem at all to withstand the hatchet's curse outbreak.

He was worried that this knife would not kill the old lady in front of him. After all, she was someone who had something to do with Mr. Qin and the black-robed man's role as father or grandfather.

After all, this is the territory of the weird old lady in front of me. The room is filled with all kinds of weird things. Once a chain reaction is triggered, this place will get out of control.

Dachuan City may not be able to keep it, and the harm it will cause is definitely far beyond the S-level.

The old lady in the media didn't, she kept staring at Yang Jian, she turned her head and stood up suddenly.

She walked a few steps to the side, and Yang Jian saw a red cheongsam,

The cheongsam was worn on a faceless puppet, exactly the same style as the one on Liu Qingqing.

Yang Jian suddenly realized that Liu Qingqing herself controlled the red cheongsam, and Room 301 was related to that cheongsam. It was because of this that she had some extra memories that did not belong to her, so she knew this room very well. "

"Have you controlled two ghosts?" Gao Tiancheng said.

Yang Jian and Gao Tiancheng thought of the faceless puppet model that disappeared.

At this moment, the scene in the medium changed again.

The old lady suddenly picked up a pen and began to draw on the faceless puppet.

A beautiful face gradually took shape, and Yang Jian instantly recognized this face. It was the person the ghost cabinet was looking for, or the woman painted on the ghost painting.

As the face was completely drawn by the old lady, the puppet suddenly turned its head and started to move.

"A perfect craftsman, is there anything else she can't do?" Gao Tiancheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

The scene shown by the media has disappeared here.

Yang Jian and Gao Tiancheng walked out of the room and closed the door.

Yang Jian walked to the door of another room, and pushed the door open without hesitation.

The room on the right is the studio, the left is clearly the bedroom.

"The boudoir." Gao Tiancheng said.

Yang Jian couldn't help but have black lines all over his head. He felt like the villain who forcibly broke into a woman's boudoir when he was said so.

His heart couldn't help but sink for a moment. He would not have had such thoughts before, but with the continuous use of cultivation, his personality has subtly changed.

Always think of some very funny, even nonsensical things at very critical moments.

The door to the left was pushed open, and a scent of sandalwood came out.

Naturally, Yang Jian didn't think so. Sandalwood was always lit in the conference room of the headquarters, but the purpose was more to cover up the smell of corpses. After all, ghost masters have more or less dead breath.

The light in the room was dim, or not dim, but was deliberately blocked by the owner of Room 301 with some red cloth strips.

Under the hanging strips of red cloth, there is an old red lacquered wooden bed.

The wooden bed is the kind of shelf surrounded by three sides, and there is a bed top on the bed, in short, it is very antique.

This kind of bed is not common in modern times. It is usually collected by someone at a high price, but there are also some collections, but the quality of the wood is very high, such as huanghuali, or the kind of wood with its own fragrance.

There was a person lying on this bed, but it was blocked by the mattress, so Yang Jian and Gao Tiancheng couldn't see clearly.

But it was definitely a corpse, because the smell of sandalwood suppressed the smell of corpses coming from the bed.

"Go in?" Gao Tiancheng asked.

"That's natural."

Yang Jian said as he stepped into the room.

After approaching, he saw the corpse on the bed with its hands crossed outside the red quilt, on which there was a yellow letter.

Yang Jian's expression turned ugly all of a sudden, he was sure that this was the letter from before, why did Credible appear here?

The situation was critical at that time, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, but rushed out directly, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the abnormality of that letter.

"After I left, what happened in the room?" Yang Jian turned his head and asked.

"I was in a special state at the time, I don't know, maybe only Liu Qingqing knows." Gao Tiancheng replied.

Liu Qingqing?Yang Jian's complexion became gloomy, he already hated this somewhat mysterious woman to the extreme.

He couldn't be sure whether Liu Qingqing put the letter here, or the corpse on the bed took the letter from the ghost post office after waking up.

Yang Jian took a deep breath, he was going to use the same method to see the scene that happened before.

The ghost under his feet was restless, and he triggered the medium of the hatchet.

However, an accident happened at this moment.

Yang Jian did not trigger Liu Qingqing's leftover medium.

Just when he gave up, another medium took the initiative to find him.

in the media screen.

A thin, strange old man exuding a strong corpse smell, as if he had been dead for ten days, suddenly appeared in front of him.

The corpse spots all over his body had turned into rotten blackboards, and the eye sockets were deeply sunken, but they were not closed, revealing a pair of dead gray and numb eyes.

The most chilling thing was that the corpse in the media was walking from the direction of the wooden bed step by step.

"I'm going, it's so hot? No, Liu Qingqing was sober at the time, couldn't he see this ghost?" Gao Tiancheng said and took a few steps back.

Yang Jian was about to stop now, he had already figured out his doubts.

"Isn't this the old lady?" Gao Tiancheng said.

After listening to Gao Tiancheng's words, Yang Jian looked carefully and found that it was true.

Just this effort of breathing.

The old lady stopped, turned her neck stiffly, and looked at Yang Jian abruptly.

A sense of crisis arose in his heart, and he began to cultivate without any hesitation. He wanted to return to the previous state of opening the music box curse.

At the same time, the media scene triggered by the hatchet is becoming clearer and clearer.

The smell of dampness in the house became more and more intense, which could no longer be suppressed by lighting sandalwood.

The lights in the room covered by the red clockwork began to flicker, and the room became even darker.

"Fuck!" Gao Tiancheng exclaimed.

Yang Jian interrupted the medium at this time, but the supernatural phenomenon in the room did not disappear.

The two started to back away. Gao Tiancheng had put on a maroon white coat at some point, holding a sharp scalpel in his hand.

They exited the room, and Yang Jian stretched out his blackened ghost hand to close the door.

The two rushed to the living room quickly, preparing to leave here.

But when he came to the living room, there was a loud bang.

The door to the room on the left was violently opened by some kind of supernatural force.

Yang Jian's ghost eyes opened, and the door was closed again.

Gao Tiancheng helped Yang Jian fight against the power behind that door through cultivation.

After the spirit stalemate for a moment, the door was directly shattered into sawdust, apparently unable to withstand the collision of the two spirit forces.

"Like the black ghost incident." Gao Tiancheng reminded.

(End of this chapter)