Mysterious Recovery

　　 Fang Jing didn't expect that Yang Jian would hang up the phone so decisively, there was no room for him to negotiate.

　　 He just wanted to perfuse Yang Jian first, and when he left the school to be safe, he turned his face without hesitation and refused to hand over the parchment.

　　 Yes, Yang Jian's decisiveness and simplicity directly caused him to panic.

　　 And even more deadly, the footsteps behind him appeared again.

　　 Yang Jian’s previous guidance only temporarily let him get rid of the ghost behind him.

"What to do, what to do? What to do? I definitely can't get out of here without Yang Jian's help. I will definitely die in the hands of Li Gui. I don't want to die. My future has just begun. With the help of parchment paper. I will be able to become a master in this world, how can I be so willing?

　　 die here? "

　　 Fang Jing panicked in his heart, he broke out in a cold sweat, and subconsciously continued to run, hoping to stay away from the sound of footsteps behind him.

　　 But still to no avail, the footsteps behind him got closer.

　　 The darkness around it seems to be getting richer, and it can engulf people.

"No, no, I can't die. Give him the parchment. Yang Jian is right. If I die, it's useless to know more, and I have a general understanding of the future information. The parchment is good for me. The value is not as great as imagined."

　　 Under the threat of death, there is nothing that cannot be given up.

　　 Fang Jing's palm trembling, picked up the phone and called Zhang Wei back.

　　 "Beep, beep."

　　 The call is connected.

　　 "I will give you the parchment, and I will give it to you, as long as you promise to take me out of here." Before the other person could speak, he said first.

　　 Yang Jian's voice came on the other end of the phone: "Throw the parchment on the ground and I will get it."

　　 Fang Jing stopped playing tricks at this moment, he took out a stack of dark brown paper from his pocket without hesitation, and then threw it on the ground.

　　 "I have done so, please help, help, I don't want to die."

　　 Yang Jiandao; "I first teach you to get rid of the ghost behind you, and you go to the right."

　　 "Okay, thank you, thank you, thank you." Fang Jing panicked, and hurriedly followed Yang Jian's instructions.

　　 "Go to the right again." Yang Jian continued.

　　 The square mirror did it again, and the effect was immediately apparent.

　　 The footsteps behind him were gradually pulled away, and finally disappeared completely. Fang Jing was surprised and happy again, knowing he was safe for the time being.

"madness."

　　 Yang Jian put down the phone, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, he stopped, watching Fang Jing spinning around like a headless fly in the woods in front, and he couldn't help feeling ridiculous with surprise and joy.

　　 The footsteps following Fang Jing are not ghosts at all.

　　 is him.

　　 Yes, no ghost followed Fang Jing, only Yang Jian followed him.

　　 was scared by ghosts, and Fang Jing couldn't break the ghost realm. Who knew that the person behind him was actually alone?

　　 "This is the parchment that records future information?" Yang Jian picked up the things on the ground.

　　 The brown leather is soft and cold, as if it was taken out of the ice storehouse, revealing a somewhat unknown and strange atmosphere.

As soon as 　　 started, the eyes on the back of his hand could not help but opened, emitting a faint red light.

　　 "This is not parchment... it's human skin, and it's very wrong." Yang Jian's heart shuddered, and this thought came to his mind.

　　 opened it and took a look.

　　 There is a line written on parchment paper.

"My name is Fang Jing. When you read this letter, I am dead. Don’t be surprised. I am yours ten years later. I am telling you the future information through a special method. Please also the previous ones. You must remember the following content firmly."

　　 "There are ghosts in this world. It's no joke. When you know the news, it's already very late. It's been at least half a year behind other ghosts."

"Be careful with your classmate Yang Jian, he will be terrible in the future... I was killed by him, so you must kill Yang Jian in advance, otherwise you will definitely die in his hands in the future, remember Live and kill Yang Jian."

"On June 20 of a certain year, if you are studying in the evening, you will meet an Interpol Zhouzheng who will explain some special knowledge for you. This is very important. That week was a ghost wielder from the Asian subregion, codenamed Guiying Zhouzheng. But he is a passerby, don't take it too seriously."

　　 "Be careful of the ghost baby that runs out of his body, that thing will grow, and it will take a few months that the ghost baby will grow into... it is recommended to stay away...otherwise it will die."

　　 "You must join Interpol as soon as possible..."

　　 "Remember...gold...paper."

　　 "Stay away... escape."

"......ghost....."

　　 When Yang Jian saw the information, he found that the handwriting on the parchment was rapidly becoming blurred and dimmed.

　　 The key information is constantly being erased by some force, and completely disappeared in front of my eyes. The originally densely packed piece of notes has now become a large blank piece of parchment.

　　 are like characters on a computer, disappearing one by one.

　　 Yang Jian hasn't even seen anything useful yet. The font on the parchment that records future information has all the news.

"What exactly is going on?"

　　 He frowned deeply, and looked at the parchment left and right.

　　 It is true that all the writing has disappeared, and there is no trace at all.

　　 Facing this phenomenon, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Yang Jian couldn't help but think of a movie he had watched before. If the past changes, the future will also change.

　　 Could it be that he took away Fang Jing’s parchment that records future information, so he erased the traces from the future?

　　 However, it didn't take long for Yang Jian to think, but he saw himself appear again on the parchment.

　　 Strokes constantly appear in front of my eyes, as if an invisible person is holding a pen and writing continuously.

　　 "My name is Yang Jian. I was dead when you read this letter. I am you ten years later, and I am telling you the future information through a special method..."

　　 Yang Jian shuddered when he saw this, and looked at the parchment in his hand, his eyes shrank slightly: "What the **** is this..."

　　 This is definitely not a parchment to record future information.

　　 He can feel the weirdness and evilness of this human skin. The words that appeared just now were not erased by the future square mirror at all, but this human skin was erased on its own.

　　 It has changed a master and wants to erase the previous master’s information, so it is currently generating Yang Jian’s information.

　　 "The above thing must not be believed, this thing cannot be requested."

　　 Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and he felt an unknown fear.

　　 He looked around, trying to throw this human skin into the sewer and make it disappear forever.

　　 But a series of writing appeared on the parchment: Don't lose it, don't lose it... I can help you.

　　...You would die without me.....you would die

　　 Soon all the writing disappeared, leaving only two words: stay, stay.

The two words 　　 are repeated continuously, twists and turns, no rules, different sizes, covering the entire human skin.