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"In order to help Tang Long, do you need this human skin paper?"

After listening to Wang Xiaoming's words, Yang Jian felt a little shaken in his heart: "Are you so confident that you can see through the trap in the intelligence that you can prostitute it for free?"

"I can't, but at least the information it gives will be helpful." Wang Xiaoming said calmly, "I lost to it once during the first week (referring to Wei Jing losing control when Yang Jian used the spiritual position to transfer his consciousness), so this I’ll be more careful this time.”

"Instead of taking the intelligence from the human skin and looking for traps from it, we're going to formulate a plan based on the ideas provided by the human skin."

"By the way, we can also verify whether the servant's skin is Mr. Qin or Yang Jian."

"How to test?" He Yin'er asked curiously.

"Both Mr. Qin and Yang Jian have every reason to be hostile to Tang Long." Wang Xiaoming did not answer directly, but said lightly, "Because one of them may have seen the future and the other has experienced the future personally and knows how to time travel. Tang Long is a guy who is ready to destroy the world solely based on his own preferences and desires."

"That's why this supernatural item has extra hostility towards Tang Long, whether it's the time traveler Tang Long or the ghost fetus Tang Long. What I want to take advantage of is this..."

"In short, even Shen Lin, who is best at consciousness invasion supernatural beings, can't help Tang Long. It's unrealistic to expect me to come up with a solution out of thin air."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian: "Just come here with the human skin. If you have any objections to the final plan I made, you don't have to adopt it."

"Last time I stayed in the ghost post office, I was attacked by you." Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming with a slightly distrustful look.

"It's just to make Zhang Xianguang relax and be careless." Wang Xiaoming said lightly, "If you are still worried, I can keep the video open throughout the whole process so that Shen Lin and He Yin'er can witness it."

"It's not necessary. It's not difficult to use the ghost realm to create an illusion in front of the camera." Yang Jian snorted coldly, "But this time I'm going to say it first. If you dare to play any tricks again, I will kill you." Throw it out the door of the ghost post office."

Wang Xiaoming is cursed by the administrator and is immortal in the ghost post office, but the price is that he will die immediately as soon as he leaves the post office.

"Whatever." Wang Xiaoming's expression remained calm.

……

Soon, Yang Jian rushed to the headquarters and invaded the ghost post office.

In addition to the occasional staff members who come in and out, there are three permanent staff here. The first one is naturally the administrator Wang Xiaoming, and the second one is Wang Shanshan. In order to protect her safety, Wang Xiaoming used the deepest administrator authority to expand under the ghost post office. She came to a basement that was as complicated as a maze and protected her there.

As for the third one...

As soon as Yang Jian walked into the door, he saw Zhang Falcon standing next to him, or rather... Zhang Falcon's body.

He frowned and asked unceremoniously: "Are you Zhang Falcon or Guo Fan?"

Previously in the ghost post office, Wang Xiaoming ordered an attack on Yang Jian, but Zhang Xuan refused. As a result, he was placed in the coffin and replaced with Guo Fan's consciousness on the spot.

"He is Guo Fan." Wang Xiaoming did not hide anything, "Zhang Falcon's consciousness is still in the spiritual state."

Hearing this, Yang Jian's expression suddenly became a little unkind. It was Guo Fan who attacked him before. With his brother's character, if he didn't come here for Tang Long, the fight would have started by now.

"Are you not going to return Zhang Falcon's body to him?" Yang Jian said coldly, with a sarcastic expression, "In your 'values', the obedient Guo Fan is more valuable than the disobedient Zhang Falcon, right? .”

"No, Guo Fan can't fully control Zhang Falcon's supernatural power, especially the ghost classroom, so he can only stay in the ghost post office. The only person who can really control this body is Zhang Falcon himself."

Wang Xiaoming said calmly: "I will find another body for Guo Fan, but Zhang Falcon's consciousness is still useful for the time being if it is preserved in the spiritual place."

"What's the use?" Yang Jian asked directly, without giving him a chance to answer charades. "You have also heard Tang Long's description of Zhou Mu. The spirit position itself is also a ghost that invades consciousness, and the consciousness of this ghost should be that of a ghost. The consciousness of the evil ghost in the body is different."

"If Zhang Falcon stays inside for a long time, his consciousness will eventually be completely invaded by evil ghosts, turning this spiritual position into a new one, similar to the existence of human skin paper."

"No, the ghost consciousness in the spiritual position no longer exists." However, Wang Xiaoming shook his head decisively, "I transferred it away."

"Transferred?" Yang Jian frowned even more, "Where was it transferred and what method was used."

"Ghost camera." Wang Xiaoming took out a supernatural object from behind. "This thing may lose control when taking pictures. It can imprison ghosts in the photos, and it can also imprison the consciousness of living people."

"Could it be that you..." Yang Jian came to his senses a little bit, because at the end of the week, it was the ghost boy who ate the spiritual tablet who transferred Xiong Wenwen's consciousness in the photo to the person.

"It's very simple. I asked Guo Fan to swap the photo of a living person with the consciousness of the ghost in the spiritual position. Now there are only the consciousnesses of two living people in the spiritual position. As for the consciousness of the ghost..."

He raised the photo in his hand: "Here it is."

What appeared in Wang Xiaoming's hand was an extremely dark photo, with only a vague outline of white clothes in the middle of the photo.

"Who is the living person in the photo?" Yang Jian blurted out.

"Fang Shiming." Wang Xiaoming's answer was something no one expected.

"Fang Shiming from the circle of friends?" Yang Jian and Fang Shiming didn't interact at all this week because the other party died too early, but he already knew about it and he fought this guy to the death.

"Hasn't he already been killed by Tang Long?"

"The real Fang Shiming is looking for balance in the safe house under the Ping An Building. The person who manages the company on his behalf is him in the photo. Have you ever thought about where that photo came from?" Wang Xiaoming asked calmly.

"Um..." Yang Jian was speechless for a moment, "Is this the photo taken?"

"Yes, in addition to photographing ghosts, this camera also has another function, which is to record a living person at a moment. Just like the oil painting of the ghost post office, it can record the moment the courier leaves the post office."

Wang Xiaoming said lightly: "Fang Shiming thought he was the only one who knew this secret, but unfortunately I am the one who can often and unconditionally use the headquarters' supernatural items. I was the one who took out the will-o'-the-wisp fire from the human skin lantern and gave it to Li Jun to control. I was the one who discovered the function of this ghost camera." also me."

"So before, he thought that the purpose of borrowing the ghost camera was unnoticed, but he didn't know that I had secretly tampered with it. The photos that were recorded at that time were not one, but two."

"You discovered the relationship between the photo and the spiritual position at that time?" Yang Jian continued to ask.

"It wasn't that early. At that time, the spirit was still in Guo Fan's belly. How could I study it?" Wang Xiaoming said lightly, "I was simply interested in the person whose photo was recorded. If the person whose photo was recorded can be perfectly re-recorded, Then I will take photos of all the ghost controllers in the headquarters in batches and carry out mass production of ghost controllers." "It is indeed something you can do." Yang Jian commented coldly, this If this guy didn't have the bottom line to end the supernatural era, he would be no different from the scientist from the King's organization.

Both are equally crazy in terms of scientific research.

"But it's a pity that I failed. If I could have discovered the ghost post office and the oil painting at that time... Oh." Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but sigh, as if he wanted to say that he would have discovered the ghost post office and Tang Long three years earlier. What happened to Yang Jian?

At that time, Mysterious Resurrection could have been renamed The Bizarre Adventure of Professor Wang.

"You're going too far again." Yang Jian interrupted him impatiently, "The problem is that if Fang Shiming and Zhang Xun are among the spiritual figures, wouldn't the result still be a tit-for-tat confrontation between the two sides?"

"No, Fang Shiming in this photo has Shen Lin's memory." Wang Xiaoming has obviously arranged everything, "Then we will let this Fang Shiming carry Shen Lin's memory to invade the world of consciousness in the tombstone, and then Let Shen Lin revive in Fang Shiming."

"How to do it?" Yang Jian stared at the other party.

"I don't know." Wang Xiaoming clapped his hands, "If you knew, there would be no need for human skin."

Yang Jian: "..."

"But I have a guess." Wang Xiaoming said lightly, "Part of Tang Long's power comes from ghosts. The spiritual position and ghosts are puzzle pieces for each other. So if you want to help Tang Long, you must rely on this spiritual position. This thing is I specially left it as a last-ditch life-saving item for him."

"It doesn't sound very reliable, but I still decided to see what you are going to do next." Yang Jian pondered for a moment and took out the gold box, "Remember, I don't agree with any of your views yet, so don't be clever. , otherwise I don’t care if you are Professor Wang or not.”

Hearing this, Guo Fan couldn't help but step forward and looked at Yang Jian coldly. If it were before, of course he would not dare to challenge a captain, but now the situation is different. He is also using the body of a captain.

"If you think I have done something wrong, you can throw me out of the ghost post office at any time." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

Yang Jian stopped talking and placed the box on the table in front of the other party.

Wang Xiaoming slowly reached out and opened the lid, holding the human skin paper solemnly in his hands.

"It feels different from Gao Ming's." His eyes moved slightly. Gao Ming's piece of human skin was essentially just a communication tool. All the information given and the words that emerged were controlled by Dr. Gao in the conscious world.

And this one...the essential consciousness and rules are already evil.

When it fell into Wang Xiaoming's hands, no text appeared on the human skin paper. Even the fixed opening line was gone. It seemed to be waiting for the other party to take the initiative to "make a move".

Wang Xiaoming looked at the human skin paper meaningfully and suddenly said: "Tang Long is dead."

"Lies—lies—"

The human skin paper reacted immediately, and the words "lie" were densely packed all over the paper.

"Well, the most basic deception is useless." Wang Xiaoming seemed to be gradually testing the opponent's lower limit, but suddenly said, "Are you Yang Jian?"

The words disappeared, and the human skin fell into silence again.

"Just tell the truth, but can you choose not to speak?" Obviously, the question Wang Xiaoming just raised cannot lay any language traps, and can only answer "yes" or "no".

When he could only tell the truth, Human Skin chose to remain silent.

"It's also expected, and sometimes not saying anything has revealed a lot."

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have finished the experiment, but he still asked just in case, "Are you Mr. Qin?"

The human skin paper still didn't respond at all, and it looked like it was dead.

"Still not giving an answer, which means that the elimination method is useless. He seems to be aware of my plan, or...predicted it?"

Wang Xiaoming was about to speak again, but suddenly he saw a large block of text densely appearing on the human skin paper, and then disappeared in an instant. This speed was so fast that Yang Jian and Guo Fan had no time to see clearly what was written on it.

Only Wang Xiaoming saw it, and with his photographic memory, he absolutely remembered it all.

"What did it say?" Yang Jian reacted and asked immediately.

"Some... interesting things." Wang Xiaoming's eyes moved, "But it has nothing to do with the situation at this time, and there may be traps in it. That is something that needs to be carefully investigated later."

"Don't interrupt, I want to continue." He lowered his head without giving Yang Jian a chance to press, "Tell me, how can you make the consciousness of the ghost in the spiritual position return to the conscious world of Baishui Town? In the ghost's body."

This is also a question about Tang Long, but Wang Xiaoming asked about ghosts from beginning to end. This is the simplest confusion of concepts.

Does Tang Long have the power of ghosts? have.

Is Gui Cha not Tang Long? no.

Even Wang Xiaoming was talking about the body of the ghost in Baishui Town, and he didn't mention Tang Long at all.

After all, Li Gui's behavior is still too solid. Even if the human skin has human wisdom and even the ability to predict the future, as long as it still acts according to certain rules, it cannot escape the end of being calculated and exploited.

The human skin paper was aimed at "Tang Long", not Guizhan, so regarding this question, the answer emerged after a few seconds.

"Sure enough, the human skin paper sets the concept of 'Tang Long' as a killing pattern, but as long as this concept is not involved, you can still get something by making insinuations."

There must be a trap here, but Wang Xiaoming has no intention of using it, he just needs an inspiration.

After all, Tang Long's situation is even worse. What imprisons his consciousness now is not only the supernatural tombstone in Baishui Town, but also the black mobile phone.

But Wang Xiaoming can be sure that when it comes to black mobile phones, not a single word will pop out of the human skin paper.

After looking at it for a few seconds and recording all the words on it, he casually threw the human skin paper back into the box: "Okay, I have the inspiration. Next, I will make a new plan. You go to Tang Long's body." Watch, or stay here and monitor?" (End of Chapter)