Mysterious Recovery

"Okay, now you can open your eyes."

　　 Yang Jian's voice rang in his ears, and when Miao Xiaoshan opened his eyes again, he found that he was in the school basketball hall.

　　 The lights of the basketball hall have been turned on. At this time, there was no one here, only two of them.

　　 Miao Xiaoshan has slightly resisted this weird change of position, appearing in an impossible place in a short time. Although she felt strange, she did not panic.

　　 "It should be safe here, right?" Miao Xiaoshan asked.

　　 Yang Jian rubbed his forehead and sat in an auditorium casually: "I don't know, if that thing starts to kill people, no place in this city is safe."

　　 "Is that the oil painting in my bedroom?" Miao Xiaoshan sat down leaning on Yang Jian, and then began to sort out the shoes that he hadn't worn before.

Yang Jiandao: "That's just one of the oil paintings. This is a weird and terrifying curse. As long as the place where the thing appears, someone will be killed by a ghost. The source has not been determined yet. Recently, many people are having headaches about this matter. ."

　　 "Is it dangerous? How does it compare to the ghosts in Seventh Middle School at that time?" Miao Xiaoshan asked after a moment of silence.

　　 "It’s the same for ordinary people. It doesn’t make much difference, but it’s very different for me. I was able to save a few in Seventh Middle School, but if I was targeted by this thing, maybe I would die too."

　　 Yang Jian said, "Do you remember what Zhou Zheng said when he was giving a lecture?"

　　 Miao Xiaoshan nodded.

"The law of ghost killing is very important. If you determine this, you can at least guarantee that you can survive in front of ghosts, but the problem is that the law of ghost killing can only be figured out after contact with ghosts." At this point, Yang Jian Weiwei He raised his head and looked at Miao Xiaoshan's tense cute face.

　　 "This process requires life to try. Some people try and make mistakes, but they are unclear. Some people try to survive. For most ordinary people, there is only one chance of trial and error."

"No one has such good luck to discover the law of ghost killing at one time, so the best way is to stay away from this kind of incident. You have experienced the incidents in the Seventh Middle School. It should be clear that this time is not when you think of other people. If you live one more, you can leave them alone if they don't appreciate it."

　　 "Otherwise, you will die too."

　　 Miao Xiaoshan lowered his head slightly and said, "But they are my roommates, so you can't die without saving you. Didn't you save us when you were in the seventh middle school?"

　　 "People cannot be saved."

Yang Jian said in a low voice: "There are more and more incidents of this kind, and more and more people are killed. If everyone wants to save, then you can't save anyone, because you will die faster than them. Zhou Zheng is the best example. I don’t want to be the second Zhou Zheng. If there is a trade-off, then why don’t I guarantee the safety of my relatives and friends?"

　　 "Yang Jian, you are different from before." Miao Xiaoshan muttered.

　　 "You are too kind. If I think the same way as you, I would have died a long time ago." Yang Jian said.

Miao Xiaoshan said, "Forget it, let's not quarrel, okay? Since the painting is so dangerous, can you figure out how to get all the people in the dormitory to leave? I don't want them to experience that kind of terrible thing, after all, supernatural events It's too cruel for them, I beg you."

　　 Seeing Yang Jian's still indifferent appearance, she took Yang Jian's arm in an imploring appearance.

　　 "You don't need to ask me, you just need to say that you need my help."

　　 Yang Jian did not say much but directly picked up the satellite positioning mobile phone: "The evacuation of a dormitory building is useless even if we talk about it, and maybe we will be arrested as a lunatic."

　　 "Here, only the headquarters has this ability."

　　 Soon, the satellite positioning mobile phone got through.

　　 "Liu Xiaoyu, it's me." Yang Jian said.

　　 "I heard, what's the matter?" Liu Xiaoyu responded positively.

　　 Yang Jian said: "I'm on the basketball court of the university. Now there are ghost paintings in the female dormitory of the university. You'd better inform the school and ask them to evacuate everyone in the dormitory."

　　 "How far is the situation now? Has there been any casualties?" Liu Xiaoyu's speech speeded up immediately, appearing urgent.

　　 "There is no dead person yet, but a ghost painting appears in a dormitory building. Sooner or later, the dead person will happen." Yang Jian said.

Liu Xiaoyu immediately said: "I'm clear. There is no problem with you over there, right? A team will be sent here to assist you. No one has been sent out here. Several people in charge have tasks. This time you Would you like to do me a favor?"

　　 "Then you owe me a favor." Yang Jian said.

　　 "Thank you." Liu Xiaoyu breathed a sigh of relief.

　　 "Let's do this first, people come to the basketball hall to find me." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he disconnected from the communication.

　　 Miao Xiaoshan noticed Yang Jian’s mobile phone. This mobile phone was exactly the same as Zhou Zheng’s mobile phone. She now knows what Yang Jian has been doing in the past six months and why the change has been so great.

"Even if you can't get rid of some things, don't promise to be too refreshing, otherwise you will be taken for granted." Yang Jian put down the phone and said: "The moment I came here, I knew that things in this place would definitely go down. In my head, to be honest, I don't want to deal with this kind of stuff."

　　 "After all, I am also afraid of death. If you can, who wants to deal with that ghost? If you encounter a powerful ghost, **** has to kneel when he comes. Who can stand it?"

　　 He shook his head slightly.

　　 He just couldn't help himself from the day he became a ghost master, he couldn't stop, otherwise the evil spirits in his body would swallow himself and not even the scum left.

　　 "Yang Jian, I'm sorry"

　　 At this moment.

　　 The dormitory bedroom where Miao Xiaoshan was in.

　　 With the disappearance of Zhang Xia, Miao Xiaoshan and Yang Jian left, and Liu Zi also chased afterwards. Now there are only two roommates left in the bedroom.

　　 One named Sun Yujia, sleeping on the upper bunk of Miao Xiaoshan, and another named Wang Yue, sleeping on the opposite bed.

　　 Although it was a bit late, the two of them were completely sleepy.

　　 What happened in the short ten minutes just now still made the two people worry about it.

"Miao Xiaoshan’s high school classmate named Yang Jian is too bad, and he knows that he is not a good person at first glance. It must be no good to take Miao Xiaoshan out so late. In the future, we must not let this kind of person in and out of our dormitory at will. I'll report the crime if I rush like this." Wang Yue was a bit aggrieved, still thinking of Yang Jian's glaring at himself just now.

　　 She has never seen that look in anyone.

　　 As if touching the soul, she still has a lingering fear.

　　 seemed like it was written in it, and there was killing intent in his eyes.

　　 "Wang Yue, don't you think there is something strange?"

　　 "What's weird?" Wang Yue said

　　Sun Yujia poked out from the bed and said, "Of course it is Yang Jian."

　　 "Isn't he just a little boy? He's not handsome, and he looks like he's all the time. If he wants money, he doesn't need a diploma, he doesn't have a diploma, and he will suffer sooner or later." Wang Yue said.

"The strange place I'm talking about is not this, but how did Yang Jian come to school? How did it appear outside our dormitory? Yang Jian should not be in school when Miao Xiaoshan called just now, but he never put it down. The call to Yang Jian appears, this time is too short, right."

　　 Thinking about it carefully, she found that there were too many unreasonable things in this Yang Jian.

　　 In fact, her reaction was still a lot slower. Liu Zi had already noticed this before, so Liu Zi chose to believe Yang Jian's words and hurriedly chased it out and left the bedroom.

　　 "What do you want to say?" Wang Yue was still angry and didn't think much.

　　Sun Yujia whispered: "I just think about it, the more something is wrong, and Liu Zi was also abnormal just now. After chasing out in a hurry, no one came back. Would you say that the haunted thing in our dormitory is true?"

　　 "You are going to sleep, can't you not tell ghost stories?" Wang Yue said, "I don't want to listen. I'm very sleepy now, so I want to sleep. How about their love."

　　 Sun Yujia did not speak, and the bedroom was quiet again.

　　 But a shadow has been buried in the hearts of the two people, because no one has ever mentioned turning off the lights.

　　 The bedroom is still brightly lit.

　　 However, the two of them were lying on the bed and couldn't sleep at all. Instead, they became more and more energetic.

　　 I kept thinking about what happened just now, thinking about Miao Xiaoshan's previous words, thinking about the unreasonable things in Yang Jian.

About ten minutes later ~www.readwn.com~ Sun Yujia couldn't help but said: "When Miao Xiaoshan was talking with Yang Jian before, I heard that Yang Jian said on the phone that there was a problem with the painting in our bedroom. Let Miao Xiaoshan stay away from that painting. He should be talking about the oil painting Zhang Xia brought back from the art gallery."

　　 Speaking of this, the more she thought about it, the more disturbed she became.

　　 In case what Yang Jian said is true, the problematic oil painting can be near his bed, less than four meters apart.

　　 Sun Yujia hesitated for a while, but finally mustered up the courage to secretly lift a corner of the quilt, and peeked out to look at Zhang Xia's bed, wanting to see if the oil painting really had a problem.

　　 But when she looked at the lower bunk opposite, she realized that the oil painting that was originally there was no longer there.

　　 "Huh? Gone."

　　Sun Yujia was taken aback for a moment, and then looked around in a slight panic.

　　 She clearly remembered that the painting was placed there, and Yang Jian and Miao Xiaoshan didn't take it with them when they left just now, so they disappeared in a while.

　　 The weird and unusual things accelerated the anxiety in her heart.

soon.

　　Sun Yujia found the old oil painting.

　　 was still in the bedroom, but not in the previous position, but appeared strangely beside Wang Yue's bedside.

　　 "Wang Yue" she screamed in horror subconsciously.

　　 The string in his heart broke completely. Sun Yujia believed it at this moment. There was a problem with the oil painting in his bedroom.