Mysterious Recovery

Familiar room, familiar people.

In the dead of night, Yang Jian stood in the room and looked out the window, talking about a series of things that happened recently.

All of this seems to be a story, thrilling, terrifying, exciting... But it is more exciting than the story, because it really exists in reality, and Yang Jian is the protagonist in the story. It's all about what he's been through.

Yang Jian's narration was very detailed, down to every detail, making people feel as if they were actually there. But Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin were sitting at the desk at the moment with a fountain pen and kept recording all this. The sound of rustling writing echoed in the silent room.

The two of them didn't say a word and concentrated on doing their work well.

The more they record, the deeper their understanding of the supernatural circle, and it is precisely because of this that they feel uneasy and fearful all the time, and even wonder whether they know too much inside information, and whether they will be caught by someone one day. Yang Jian tampered with the memory, or simply silenced it.

They even sometimes wonder whether their memories have been tampered with?

But Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin longed to be tampered with by Yang Jian, because perhaps in this way they could obtain this hard-won 'happiness' with peace of mind.

Yang Jian's story was told late into the night. The two also recorded late into the night.

The contents of the two thick notebooks represent Yang Jian's life experience. He has never touched these two notebooks, nor read them, and he has not even verified whether the contents recorded by Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin are correct. .

"Finished recording?" Yang Jian asked.

"The recording is over." Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin rubbed their sore arms.

Yang Jian said: "There are a lot of things this time, involving a lot of details. It's normal to have a little more content. You can rest now. I have other things to do."

"Aren't you resting?" Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, "It's already so late, it's hard to come back this time."

"I'm going to go back to Ozu City to bring back the things I left behind. I'm going to deal with the black umbrella tomorrow. After that, I have to find a way to solve the problem of my ghost's recovery. Now I have eight days left before the ghost's recovery." Yang Jian gazed at the brightly lit city in the distance.

"I have a lot of things to do, but I don't have much time left. I don't know if I can survive this time as before." "It will be possible, I believe in you." Jiang Yan said confidently.

Yang Jian nodded, then his figure gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared completely in the room. "He's gone." Zhang Liqin revealed a sense of disappointment in her tone.

"Don't worry, no matter how many times he leaves, he will come back eventually. This is his home." Jiang Yan said. at the same time.

Yang Jian, who quietly left Dachang City, returned to Dazhou City again. It was that familiar spot.

It's just that the surrounding environment is quite different. There are no ghost ships or ghosts here, only a bustling city scene.

Yang Jian stood in the open space in front of a building, surrounded by many pedestrians going back and forth, as well as some young people and children playing, he couldn't tell at all that the place was dead and silent a day ago, full of terror and despair.

"To deal with the black umbrella, I have to get back my supernatural weapon, but the supernatural weapon is in the old house, and it falls next to Zhang Dong. If I directly break the boundary between reality and supernatural powers, maybe Zhang Dong, who has been revived by the ghost, will die." Just shoot at me and kill me, if Zhang Dong escapes from the old house to reality, it will be even more troublesome."

Yang Jian began to think.

He had to think of a better way to get the things back. Use the 1,200 water ghosts in the ghost lake?

No, it's useless if there are too many. As soon as you enter the old house, you will be wiped out by Zhang Dong, who has been revived by the ghost, and will disappear immediately.

"I can't rely on supernatural powers to retrieve my things. It's better to use living people. Although living people may be erased after entering the old house, they may not be targeted by Zhang Dong."

Yang Jian decided to give it a try.

He walked to a place with fewer people beside him,

Directly using the deceiving ghost's supernatural powers combined with the ghost's ability to modify memory, a person who had already died was brought back to life.

Soon, the man opened his eyes and woke up.

"Yang Jian, it's you again?" Wang Shan rubbed his head at this moment: "Have I resurrected again? This is the first time I've died? What do you want me to do this time?"

"The things you have to do are all in your mind, think about it carefully." Yang Jian said with a deadpan expression. Yes, that's right, Yang Jian brought Wang Shan back to life again.

The reason why I still choose Wang Shan is simply that it is easier to use, and there is no other meaning.

"Okay, I get it, go to the old house and get your supernatural weapon back, I'll try my best, but you have to prepare a ladder for me, otherwise, how can I get out of the old house after I get the things? I Not a ghost master, no supernatural power." Wang Shan said.

"No need, you will die inside anyway, I will respond from the sky above the courtyard, just get something and throw it out, I will provide you with a fluorescent stick at most." Yang Jian said.

"Emotions are still a mission to die." Wang Shan sighed. Yang Jian said, "Stop talking nonsense, let's go in."

After speaking, he stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push Wang Shan.

Wang Shan staggered forward a few steps, and then the world around him suddenly changed. In just a moment, he had already left Dazhou City and entered a magical land.

This is a dark and cold world, surrounded by a dense old forest, and in the middle of the old forest is an old Chinese-style wooden house. And now Wang Shan is standing in this old house.

I looked back.

The gate behind it is closed, and it seems that there is no way to open it. Although the courtyard wall is not high, it cannot be climbed over. The only place to leave this ancient house is the courtyard, but in front of the courtyard is the lobby. The most vicious ghost in the supernatural circle can sit on this black master chair.

If it were a normal Wang Shan, he would definitely find a way to escape from here at this time, and it would be impossible to help Yang Jian pick up things. But now his memory has been tampered with, Yang Jian's mission has become the whole of his life, and he must complete it no matter what.

"It's not easy to be resurrected once, but don't die before taking a few steps." Wang Shan muttered, and he walked quickly towards the depths of the ancient house, and at the same time raised the stick of Yang Jianliu in his hand. Give him glow sticks for lighting.

Walking in the gloomy old house, he didn't seem to be afraid at all.

After all, Wang Shan will die here no matter whether the task will be completed or not, so he should act boldly. "Can't see me, can't see me..." Wang Shan muttered to himself, he had already arrived at the patio.

This is the only bright place in the old house, and it can be seen clearly without lighting at all. In this position, he saw an old-fashioned wooden rudder, but that was not his same goal, so Wang Shan didn't have too much Pay attention, but focus on the front.

Because the lobby shrouded in darkness in front is the most dangerous area. Wang Shan didn't hesitate, he almost ran straight to the lobby.

The glow from the glow sticks provides some visibility. Wang Shan saw something falling on the ground.

It was a wooden spear that was broken into two sections. The red paint on the spear had faded, and it looked very ordinary. There was nothing special about it.

And this thing is Yang Jian's supernatural weapon.

Without even thinking about it, Wang Shan ran to a broken weapon and picked it up. But at this moment, from the corner of Wang Shan's eyes, he saw a black chair next to him.

On that grand master's chair, a terrifying old corpse that had been dead for many days was slowly turning its head. "Oh, it's over now."

Wang Shan said, and then his body froze, and a terrifying supernatural force erased his body unreasonably. This body made by spirits disappeared completely without leaving a trace.

The only thing left in the old house is the glowing light stick. But at the last moment when Wang Shan was erased.

Half of the spear was thrown out, but unfortunately, because

Because it was too late to exert strength, it was only thrown a few meters away.

This scene was seen by Yang Jian in reality through ghost eyes, but soon due to strong spiritual interference, his sight disappeared again.

"It's somewhat useful. The spiritual aura possessed by Wang Shan after the resurrection is very weak. It's too weak to alarm Zhang Dong, who has been revived by the ghost. Although he will be noticed in the end, at least there is still a little time to act before he is completely dead. , although this time is not enough to bring out the spear, but if you come a few more times and throw the spear in the courtyard, then the plan will be successful."

"Besides, if Wang Shan wears a special suit made of gold, he can get the weapon back without alarming Zhang Dong, but I don't have time to make that thing now, so I should It's done by relay, it won't take much time,"

Then Yang Jian used the supernatural power of the deceiving ghost again. soon.

Wang Shan, holding the second fluorescent stick, reappeared at the entrance of the ancient house.

"It's the second time. I'm here again. This time, set the target a little smaller. Throw the half of the spear in the courtyard and it will count as a success." Wang Shan, who was resurrected again, made another move.

Because of the previous reasons, this time Wang Shan successfully got the half of the spear, and just when he was about to throw it out, his body disappeared at an incredible speed.

"I'm dead again."

This was the last thought in Wang Shan's mind, but the half of the spear was still thrown out, this time it was very close to the courtyard. Less than ten seconds.

A new Wang Shan appeared again holding a light stick. "Haha, I succeeded."

The third Wang Shan died soon, but before he died, he took half of the spear to the courtyard. This made the fourth Wang Shan successfully throw it out of the courtyard after picking up the half spear.

In reality, Yang Jian was in charge of receiving and guiding. At the moment Wang Shan threw it out, he broke the boundary between reality and supernatural, reached out and grabbed the half of the spear.

"Half success, UU reading www.uukanshu.com continue to work hard." Yang Jian looked at the half wooden spear in his hand.

After breaking away from Zhang Dong's influence, blood gradually began to seep out of the spear. The blood soaked the gun body, as if it had been covered with a layer of red paint.

The fifth, sixth, seventh... With Wang Shan's resurrection again and again, he died again and again.

In the end, the half of the spear was successfully brought back, but there were already a bunch of glow sticks left in the old house.

"It's done, it's not bad, it didn't take too long, it only took more than ten minutes." Yang Jian thought to himself, while piecing together the two broken spears.

Covered with blood, the broken red spear immediately returned to its original appearance. Then he took the coffin nails out of the Ghost Lake and put them on.

The supernatural weapon belonging to Yang Jian reappeared again.

After completing his goal, Yang Jian left Dazhou City immediately, and Wang Shan did not come back to life at the same time. If there is a similar thing next time, Yang Jian will still bring him back to life.