Mysterious Recovery

In fact, the ghost that He Tianxiong first controlled was not the thing that stepped on his shoulders, but this piece of flesh and blood that gradually eroded his whole body. Growing up a little bit, that kind of tortured but never dying day is a nightmare in his life.

　　 However, this kind of curse-like thing appears on one's body, but it is not all bad.

　　 He Tianxiong discovered a very strange situation, that is, he can't die anymore.

He jumped over the building, his head was broken and he was even sent to the crematorium. However, he woke up again at night, and the broken head was magically healed, but the disadvantage was that his body was rotten. More places are dropped.

　　 In addition, He Tianxiong also discovered a situation.

　　 If you encounter a ghost, then the ghost will never attack your decaying place, even if it is attacked, it will not suffer any harm.

　　 It’s just that, it doesn’t seem to be of any use, unless I rot all over, and then grow out of this kind of death-like flesh and blood.

　　 But I must have died at that time.

　　 But things got better after he took control of the second ghost.

The ghost that stepped on his shoulders successfully delayed the rate of his body decay, and he could clearly see that the place under his shoulders was his own healthy flesh and blood, and this erosion was on the pair of steps on his shoulders. The dead man stepped back in front of his feet.

　　According to He Tianxiong's idea, as long as the head does not rot, it doesn't matter if the body rots, after all, consciousness is the most important thing.

　　 "Can this body block this guy's attack?" He Tianxiong looked at his already immature body, still not having much confidence.

　　 Unless the ghost stepping on his shoulder walks down.

　　 But Yang Jian is aware of his shortcomings, and his ghost is useless now.

boom!

　　 There was another loud noise, the door was sunken again, the cracks in the door were no longer closed, there was a gap, and the safe house he had spent a lot of money to build had been breached in just two strokes.

　　 Along the cracked door, a swaying black shadow gradually penetrated in and gradually spread.

　　 "It is the shadow of Yang Jian." He Tianxiong's eyes shrank.

　　 He also read Yang Jian's information and knew that his shadow was also a ghost. Although the specific information of this ghost is not clear, as long as it is a ghost, the threat to him is enormous.

　　 "He doesn't even want to open the door, is he planning to use this ghost to kill me directly? This thing can't kill me." He Tianxiong didn't know where he took out the gun and could only put it down weakly.

　　 doesn't even show his face, so he doesn't give himself any chance to comeback.

　　 This Yang Jian is actually cautious to this point.

　　After the ghost image penetrated in, it gradually began to compress the space of this small room. He Tianxiong had no ghost domain. He couldn't retreat. He could only watch the weird dark shadow gradually approach him.

soon.

　　 His feet stepped on the black shadow where they had no foothold.

Just by touching, He Tianxiong felt a gloomy cold infiltrating the bone marrow from his feet. He felt that the black shadow was gradually invading his body. After just touching his legs, he completely lost consciousness and began to feel unconscious. Controlled, the body is being taken away quickly.

　　 "Yang Jian, are you really going to let me go?"

　　 He Tianxiong screamed in horror: "I'm dead, you are also very troublesome after Li Gui recovers, we don't have any hatred, there is no need to fight for this."

　　 The time to speak, his waist has lost consciousness, but the empty chest cavity has not been invaded. That is the second ghost in his body, and the ghost seems to be hindered.

　　 But what makes He Tianxiong feel horrified is that his legs below his waist have started to walk on their own, and his body is being pulled apart a little bit.

　　 can't feel any pain, but this is clearly a sign of being dismembered.

"I told you that I will consider reconciliation after five minutes. There are still dozens of seconds, but I believe this time is enough." Yang Jian's voice sounded outside the door, and he still did not miss out. .

　　 He Tianxiong felt extremely desperate at this moment. He knew that if this went on, Yang Jian would only be killed a little bit. Although the death was unpleasant, the result could not be changed, and he would not even give himself a chance to desperately.

　　 His own situation is clearly known by this guy, and Ke is dead.

　　 I blame these idiots in the circle of friends, if it weren't for something wrong there, I wouldn't have lost so badly even in the face of this ghost-eyed Yang Jian.

　　Think I, He Tianxiong, was the number one person in the circle after controlling the second ghost, but he died so aggrieved.

　　 He Tianxiong gritted his teeth and looked at the ghost stepping on his shoulder, his body was being dismembered, and the ghost still did not move.

　　 But at this moment.

　　 The personal mobile phone in the pocket vibrated.

"Um?"

　　 Yang Jian frowned. He took out the phone and looked at it. He didn't want to answer the call at this time, but after seeing the caller ID, he still chose to connect.

　　 "Hey. Is it Yang Jian?" A young girl's voice came over the phone, her voice somewhat restrained and hesitant.

　　 "It's me, what's wrong with Miao Xiaoshan? Call me so late?" Yang Jian replied.

　　 This is his middle school to high school classmate, Miao Xiaoshan, who has been studying in the city since the last college entrance examination.

　　 "Are you busy now?" Miao Xiaoshan asked softly on the phone.

　　 Yang Jian looked at the sunken door: "It's okay, I'm planning to sleep."

　　 "Although it is not appropriate to say this at this time, can you come to my school dormitory if you are free tonight? I have a friend who is in the same dormitory missing." Miao Xiaoshan's tone revealed a hint of tension.

　　 Yang Jiandao; "If you are missing, you should report it."

　　 "I think this is not as simple as an ordinary disappearance. My instinct tells me that it may have something to do with that thing." Miao Xiaoshan pressed his voice.

　　 "Do you think it is a supernatural event?" Yang Jian's tone was very calm. For people like him, dealing with supernatural events has become commonplace.

　　 Miao Xiaoshan said: "Well, but I'm not sure, so I want to see you."

　　 "When did your friend disappear, where did you go before, and did you do anything?" Yang Jian asked.

　　 The probability of supernatural events for no reason is very small, and most of them have signs.

　　 For example, the ghost knocking incident he experienced back then, and the ghost infant incident, but these details are subconsciously ignored.

"She disappeared today. I can be sure that she never left school. She went to the art gallery in the morning and brought back an oil painting. I didn't know when she disappeared and didn't bring her phone." Miao Xiaoshan said.

　　 Art museum, oil painting?

　　 Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed when he heard these two words.

　　 "Leaving that painting, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com find an open place to wait for me."

"I see."

　　 Hearing such a reminder, Miao Xiaoshan's tone immediately revealed the color of fear.

　　 She is a person who has gone through a spiritual event. From Yang Jian's words, she can clearly judge that there is a problem with the oil painting placed in the bedroom only one bed away from herself.

　　In the room.

　　 He Tianxiong also heard that Yang Jian was on the phone, and he hurriedly said: "Yang Jian, five minutes is already here, you have to keep your promise."

　　 However, no one answered him outside the door, only a hurried departure came. At the same time, the ghost that had invaded his body receded like a tide, and disappeared into the room along the crack of the door.

　　 Outside the door, it was quiet.

　　 "Let it go, have you given up killing me?" He Tianxiong was almost weak. He sat on the ground and panted, feeling the body that is regaining consciousness, with a kind of indescribable happiness.

　　 He knew that it was not that Yang Jian couldn't kill himself, nor was it a matter of time, but the phone call, the caller.

　　 Own life seems to Yang Jian to be less useful than the one who called.

　　 "I don't want to face this guy anymore. Now I kind of understand Jiang Shangbai's fear of him."

He Tianxiong feels his body is trembling. Facing this Yang Jian is like facing a real ghost. It is powerful and desperate. It does not give people any chance to resist. All you can do is struggle to escape and wait in despair. die.