Mysterious Recovery

Under the awning.

Wang Xiaoming sat motionless, and placed the first pitch-black diamond-shaped awl on the table in front of him.

As for Yang Jian, he left.

"He refused?" Li Jun suddenly appeared next to him.

Wang Xiaoming said; "He will agree, it just takes a little time, and I like to deal with people who reject me, because when he rejects you, he understands in his heart what price he has to bear and what it will bring. As a result, people who are clearly aware of themselves are often more trustworthy than those who are impulsive when they see a little benefit."

"What I have to do now is to wait. I have already given him a cryptic reminder that he should not dare to use the plan of that thing anymore. After losing the last hole card, all he can do is match I trade, and my chips are high enough."

"Let's go, there are more important things to deal with. Yang Jian will let him go for a while, let him spend seven days of training before talking." Wang Xiaoming stood up and said.

now.

Yang Jian walked alone on the road to the training base.

His thoughts are very complicated.

Because Wang Xiaoming already knew about the existence of human leather paper, even though Wang Xiaoming had not seen human leather paper, it did not prevent this guy from guessing it. After all, he hanged himself last time and gave him enough information.

"He wanted to get the human skin paper because the research on the ghost coffin failed. He had to find another way to control the ghost. My successful case gave him enough confidence that he felt that my way was right, and that The terrible existence capable of suppressing the three ghosts without the brain was also destroyed by Wang Xiaoming's successful play. It directly crashed and turned into a coffin nail."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

So, should I trade with him?

He is very clear about the peculiarities of human skin paper, and the recent plan to resurrect Tong Qian has begun to appear terrible traps.

If it hadn't been for him to accidentally discover that Tong Qian's identity was a ghost, then the crying face and the smiling face would have been replaced by the ghost, and then perfectly controlled by that ghost, and finally ushered in a mass destruction.

Even thinking about it now, Yang Jian felt a little scared.

Therefore, some of Wang Xiaoming's words are not wrong, and the human skin paper plan is no longer credible.

Although the plan is correct, there are some traps that you can't detect. Yang Jian dare not bet that he will be equally lucky next time. He can see through the trap of human skin and survive successfully.

But even if it succeeds next time, what about next time?

As long as the trap in the human skin paper scheme succeeds once, Yang Jian is dead.

"Can't afford to gamble, every time I stud, sooner or later, I will lose my money, and I have to pay for my life." He shook his head helplessly.

Actually.

Yang Jian has another alternative. In addition to human skin paper, he also has an alternative such as a ghost cabinet in his hand.

If two conditions are exchanged for the help of the ghost cupboard, he can also solve his own problems.

It's just that there is a clear price to pay, but there is no trading trap, it depends on whether you can fulfill the requirements of the ghost cupboard.

It's just that there are no traps in the process of trading, but what about the result after the transaction?

Once the ghost cupboard uses Yang Jian to accomplish all its purposes, no one can predict what consequences this will bring.

"Neither human skin paper nor ghost cupboards are good things. If you are not careful, you will be finished, and dealing with ghosts is not so easy." Yang Jian sighed, revealing his helplessness.

This kind of helplessness is like the light swallowed by darkness, so you can't see any hope of survival.

And every ghost master is like Yang Jian, walking in the darkness in this darkness, walking on the same road with Li ghost, and taking a wrong step is forever.

"Young people, don't sigh all day long. Be positive. There are still many beautiful things waiting for you in this world." At this time, Zhao Jianguo's voice sounded, but he saw him striding over from behind, with a look on his face. A faint smile.

Yang Jian was a little surprised: "Didn't you get shot?"

"..." Zhao Jianguo's smile suddenly froze.

How does this guy talk?

If you are not a ghost master who speaks this way, you will definitely get broken legs.

It's too offensive.

"I let you down. I was just fired. I am currently working in the training base and responsible for receiving you." Zhao Jianguo said.

"It turns out that you have changed from the captain of the communications department of the headquarters to a waiter. It's so miserable. Are you still used to running errands with tea and water? How about your salary? Is it enough for gas?" Yang Jian asked a series of questions.

Zhao Jianguo was not upset, and said haha: "It's not bad, it's ok, it's quite leisurely, just read the newspaper if you have nothing to do."

"It's okay to read the newspaper." Yang Jian said.

"Although you still have this temper, I'm quite happy to see you alive to tell the truth, how about? Have you seen Liu Xiaoyu?" Zhao Jianguo asked.

Yang Jian said: "That short guy who likes to play loli?"

"Don't all young people like this style?" Zhao Jianguo said.

"Do you think I still like this word in my life?" Yang Jian said.

Zhao Jianguo smiled: "You can try it, it's not helpful to make a friend, she cares about you very much."

"A lot of people care about me very much, but not that kind of care, they care about whether I die or not." Yang Jian said.

"Forget it, let’s not talk about this. I am a semi-retired person who can’t take care of your young people’s affairs. You have gone the wrong way. The first day of training is over there. You should really listen to the first class. , Has a lot of inspiration for you, at least it can eliminate some of your fear of ghosts." Zhao Jianguo pointed to the right, and led the way in front: "Come with me, I will send you there."

"There will be no math, Chinese, English, etc.?" Yang Jian asked.

"No, just listen to the story, it's easy." Zhao Jianguo said.

soon.

Zhao Jianguo took Yang Jian to a room in the training base.

The room is huge.

There are a dozen newcomers sitting.

There are a few familiar people, such as Zhang Lei and Wang Jiang, who have met before at the Ping An Hotel, and some strangers who have never met.

There is no doubt that these people are ghost masters.

At the other end of the room, there is a podium. A middle-aged and elderly person with white sideburns, short hair, serious expression and full of energy is giving a lecture very seriously. Some key words, ghosts, history are written on the blackboard. , Origin, conjecture and the like.

"Yang Jian, you're late, sit here, hurry up and listen to this professor Bai's lecture, very good theory." Zhang Lei waved his hand.

"I should go back to read the newspaper, please pay attention to yourself, don't make trouble."

Zhao Jianguo said earnestly, for fear that there will be more people, Yang Jian, this unruly thorn.

Yang Jian ignored it and walked into this classroom~www.readwn.com~ I didn't expect that there would be one day to attend class after leaving No. 7 Middle School.

Professor Bai on the podium glanced at Yang Jian who had just entered, and did not say much. If he changed to the previous lecture, he must be criticized, but all the people who attended the lecture were extraordinary. , No teacher who teaches dares to do anything.

"Who is this Professor Bai?" Yang Jian asked softly after walking down.

Zhang Leidao; "When he introduced himself before, he seemed to be called Bai Xuewen. He has been studying the history of various countries since he was in college, especially specializing in the kind of ghosts and ghosts. He is a very prestigious professor, great writer, and Liao Zhai. Have you seen it?"

"I've seen a little bit, Nie Xiaoqian has a big chest."

"Liao Zhai was translated by this professor. Wait, which version are you looking at?"

Zhang Lei gave him a weird look and continued: "Not only ancient classical Chinese, he has also translated books from other countries. He has heard that he can speak at least five languages ​​and he is a national treasure. How can a uneducated person hear a class from this great professor."

Obviously, he has great respect for this Professor Bai.

"Professor Bai said before that the historical records of ghosts can be traced back to the origin of human civilization, and since ancient times, our ancients have a tradition of offering sacrifices to ghosts and gods..." Zhang Lei then gave Yang Jian a supplementary lesson and told him that The content of the lecture.

"He wants to use ghost legends to explain the supernatural events that are currently taking place?"

A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth: "A good way of covering up is to start from history and cooperate with folk rumors from various countries to forcibly reverse a terrifying and strange thing into something that has already happened in history."

"In this way, it can indeed reduce people's fears and stabilize the public's emotions."