Mysterious Recovery Chapter 831

Before the Curse of the Music Box came, Yang Jian had already prepared to deal with it.

Whether it was the plan, the coffin, or the weapons, all were done in a short time.

The reason for this rush is that Yang Jian is unable to determine whether the curse eruption time revealed by the human skin paper is accurate. If it is really stepping on the time point to respond, what if something unexpected happens midway. .

Any joke can be made, but jokes that concern life cannot be made.

Especially his own life.

Yang Jian dealt with the outbreak of the curse a day early. He now transported the coffin into the secret room of the safe house, and then took the newly-built long spear, the old blood-stained newspaper, and one of his mobile phones. Good door, lying in the coffin.

In order to keep the phone out of power, he also brought a power bank.

Afterwards, he lifted the heavy metal coffin board next to it and closed it slowly.

The coffin lid was designed by Yang Jian into a chute style, which was also an arrangement to prevent him from easily escaping from the coffin out of control.

"Crack!"

The sound of the heavy metal card slot sounded, and the coffin lid was sealed.

Being a living person in such a confined environment will soon suffocate and die.

But Yang Jian didn't care. If he could survive this level, he would not be considered alive after waking up. He didn't need to breathe at all, and he didn't need oxygen.

A familiar and unfamiliar depression surged.

It seemed to be back to the scene where I was hiding in a body bag when I was in Huanggang Village.

The coffin was not dark, a layer of red light enveloped this small space.

Yang Jian uses the ghost domain to check the tightness of the coffin.

Own craftsmanship is good.

Once the metal coffin is covered, even the ghost domain can be isolated. After all, the interface is made of gold, and there is no cutting corners. It is guaranteed to be used to imprison the ghost.

"Since everything is okay, then everything has begun."

After Yang Jian lay down, he took a slight breath and picked up the blood-stained old newspaper with both hands.

The weird newspaper was densely packed with lines of different sizes.

"I am Yang Jian."

He wanted to use the spiritual power contained in this blood-stained old newspaper to remind himself of his identity, so that he could retrieve his own memory in a few days, instead of dissipating his consciousness and turning the memory into a meeting of others.

Just like people who were punished in ancient times.

Yang Jian covered this old newspaper on his face.

The old newspaper with blood was very weird, and instantly stuck to Yang Jian's skin and flesh, directly covering his eyes, nose, and mouth, leaving only the outline of the facial features on the outside.

Unable to breathe, very uncomfortable.

The whole person was suffocating. Yang Jian opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to take a breath. As a result, the newspaper dented and the paper became tighter.

Although the blood-stained old newspaper looked fragile, it was actually difficult to tear apart.

There was no gap left in Yang Jian's entire face.

But he has not suffocated yet, he is still conscious, and even if he is suffocated, he will not die, because the curse of the music box is still reverberating in his mind. This curse has not stopped before no matter how serious it is Yang Jianshou. The injury will not die, even if he cut his head in half, he can still survive.

"let's start."

Yang Jian thought about it last time, checked it, and after confirming that there was no problem, he reached out and pulled out the nail of the coffin that had been nailed to the ghost image.

Do not.

Now it can't be regarded as a coffin nailed, but a spear full of cracks,

Take it off.

The suppressed complete ghost immediately resumed action.

soon.

Yang Jian was deprived of his control over his body. He returned to the state he had in Mingyue Community again. His body was not under control, but his consciousness was clear.

At the same time, the ghost invading consciousness reappeared.

Yang Jian felt a cold and strange thing trying to swallow his consciousness, but all this was resisted by the ringing of the music box.

As expected.

Spiritual confrontation formed a fragile balance.

This process will continue until the curse of the music box is over, and nothing will change dramatically until the curse erupts.

that's it.

Yang Jian, with the blood-stained old newspaper on his face, lay cold and stiff in this coffin made by himself, like a corpse, waiting for time to brew and slowly decay.

No one can imagine.

This seemingly ordinary corpse actually still has consciousness, only waiting for the plan to succeed, the consciousness will return, replacing the ghost, and becoming a ghost with living consciousness.

Time passed a little bit.

Yang Jian's body remained silent, and everything fell into dead silence.

But just in the morning of the next day.

There was a faint light in the dark, cold coffin.

The light came from a mobile phone next to Yang Jian's body.

There is a text message on the phone.

The person who sent the text message was Feng Quan.

But at that time, Yang Jian didn't know all this, and couldn't pay attention to it.

Feng Quan's text message was not only sent to Yang Jian alone, but was sent in a group. This group was sent to members of the entire team of Yang Jian, and the content of the text message was only two words.

"Help!"

This was actually a message for help.

Inside the Shangtong Building in the early morning.

Today is Tong Qian and Zhang Han.

"What's the matter? Tong Qian, did you receive it? It's Feng Quan's text message, and he actually sent a message for help." Zhang Han was very surprised. He looked at the message on the phone and checked it repeatedly, and found that there was indeed nothing wrong.

It's not a spam message, and it's not that someone deliberately sent it wrong.

"I got it too."

Tong Qian frowned. He was using the satellite-based mobile phone at the headquarters to directly confirm the identity of the person sending the text message.

"It is indeed Feng Quan's, and he is in Dachang City, but the location information shows that he is still moving and has not yet reached the city."

Zhang Han's expression moved: "The captain is not here now, what should I do now?"

Only Tong Qian knew about Yang Jian's hiding in the No. 1 Safe House, but he would not be so stupid as to leak such information everywhere, so he only told Zhang Han that Yang Jian was going on a business trip for a few days and would not come back for the time being.

"Yang Jian is not here, I am here to take charge. Since Feng Quan sent a message for help, naturally I have to go over and check it out." Tong Qian stood up after speaking, ready to set off.

Zhang Han was stunned: "But we don't have a ghost domain. It's not easy to support such a long distance."

Tong Qian said: "What ghost domain is not ghost domain, we are human, don't we drive there? Yang Jian uses ghost domain indiscriminately because he is special, how can ordinary people's ghost masters stand such unscrupulous Do you think you can't die fast enough with the use of supernatural power?"

"But I remember that the company was equipped with a helicopter some time ago, and I went to Zhang Hua to ask."

Zhang Hua is the liaison officer sent from the headquarters.

Responsible for coordinating Yang Jian's handling of supernatural events, but also responsible for all aspects of support.

"If there is a helicopter, do you need to use it?" Zhang Hua heard Tong Qian say that he was going to travel, and immediately confirmed the situation.

"Yes, I will use it now, the situation may be very urgent." Tong Qian said.

Zhang Hua nodded and said, "No problem. I will arrange it immediately. The helicopter will take off immediately in three minutes. Please two of you rush to the apron."

"Thanks a lot."

After Tong Qian finished speaking, she immediately took the exclusive elevator to the apron on the top floor.

Zhang Hua also immediately informed the pilot to prepare for takeoff.

"Just the two of us? Huang Ziya, Li Yang, don't they need to call over." Zhang Han said with some worry on the way to the helicopter.

“Don't worry too much. Let's go over and check the situation. It is unlikely that there will be a large-scale supernatural event near Dachang City. Feng Quan's location signal has been moving. I tried to send him a message, but he did not reply. Under the circumstances, it is very reckless to dispatch all the staff." Tong Qian said.

He learned this from Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian went to Dachuan City before, he only took Li Yang with him. When he encountered something that could not be handled, he called him and Xiong Wenwen to support.

In this way, the risk becomes lower.

Now that Yang Jian is not there, Tong Qian is temporarily acting as the captain, and she needs to take the lead.

soon.

A helicopter took off on the Shangtong Building and quickly rushed to the source of the signal.

Feng Quan's location signal came from a section of expressway on the outskirts of Dachang City.

There is heavy fog here.

Everything around is shrouded in thick fog.

And the dense fog was constantly floating, heading towards Dachang City.

The weird thing is that the thick fog drifting all the way has no meaning to dissipate. On the contrary, the coverage area has become larger and denser with the passage of time.

In the thick fog.

A hurried, embarrassed figure emerged.

This is a man of twenty-five or sixty-six. His body is dirty and smelly. There is a thick layer of mud on his body, hair, and face. At first glance, he looks like a clay figure, but it also feels like he is buried in the mud. Every day, I dug it out again, and my body smelled of decay.

He is Feng Quan.

Code name, ghost fog.

There was no expression on Feng Quan's muddy face, there was only one kind of weirdness and stiffness.

But the pair of exposed eyes revealed anxiety and anxiety.

The ghost mist is moving, and he is also moving.

But he is not a different kind, and there is no ghostly death.

Using the ghost fog and ghost domain to move is very expensive for him. Once used for a long time, he will immediately lose his balance and die as a result of the resuscitation of the ghost.

But Feng Quan had to do this.

Because he was very unlucky, he caused some people's vigilance and hostility when investigating his former colleague Pei Dong and the curse of the pendulum clock.

So he is being hunted down.

The struggle between ghost masters has always been life and death.

"Dadong City, an ancient house in the Republic of China, where the pendulum clock curse came from." Feng Quan gritted his teeth and let out a low growl: "You can't keep this secret."

The voice floated and spread out of the thick fog.

But on this highway, an old taxi followed closely without being thrown away.

This taxi is very old, and it is of an antique class. Now you can't see it even in a car scrap factory. It's hard to imagine that this thing can still be started.

"Kill you, the secret will be kept. Pei Dong is a trash. He ran away Tong Qian and failed to kill you, causing important information to leak out. The curse is related to the life and death of many people, and you shouldn't Curious to keep investigating this matter, wouldn't it be enough to hide in Dachang City honestly after you survived last time? Under the shelter of that Yang Jian, you can wait for death safely."

A cold voice came from the old taxi.

It was a man who was driving, in his 30s, wearing a hood, a mask, and a down jacket, with only one pair of eyes exposed.

At the back of the taxi, there were two people sitting,

One is Pei Dong, codenamed Gui Motou.

His face was gloomy, his scalp was cracked, and there were a series of hideous marks, as if he had been stripped of his scalp alive by something.

The other is a skinny man with red blood in his eyes, like a walking mummy, making people feel creepy.

three people.

The three are ghost riders, just to hunt down Feng Quan who has investigated the curse of the pendulum clock.

Feng Quan obviously couldn't fight the three people, so he could only escape.

"You can't go. The cost of using the ghost domain is very high. Although you have controlled two ghosts, you will still have the danger of ghost recovery. It can't be compared with those aliens, so that's it."

Floating along with the sound.

The old taxi speeded up again, rushing directly into the thick fog.

The thick fog is ghost fog.

It is not only a ghost domain, but also a terrifying land that can devour living people.

However, what is incredible is that after this old almost scrapped taxi rushed into the thick fog, the nearby dense fog was quickly dissipating, as if it had been dispersed.

"Suppress?"

Feng Quan's heart shuddered, he actually felt the restlessness of his own recovery calming down.

If it's normal, this is good news, but now

The car came at a swift speed, and the lights came on behind him.

Accompanied by the piercing and strange sound of horns echoing.

Feng Quan looked back subconsciously.

The old and almost scrapped taxi appeared in front of him for no apparent reason.

"how is this possible?"

Feng Quan opened his eyes wide, shocked and surprised.

But the next moment.

His body shook violently, and huge power came, and this old taxi smashed him out.

The body was disintegrating, the consciousness was blurred, and the head was roaring.

"Yes, it's a strange thing" Feng Quan had such a thought in his mind.

But then, he fell heavily to the ground.

His body was fragmented, his head tilted, and he fell onto the highway in a strange posture.

The thick fog dissipated, and the sound of brakes stopped.

Liao Fan walked out of the car with a look of gloomy expression: "Isn't it dead? Your other ghost's life-saving ability is really strong. Once hit by this ghost taxi, the real ghost can hit and fly into a short-term crash. State, unable to act, but your body's balance has been broken, and death is a very fast thing."

Next to the old taxi, Liao Fan, Pei Dong, and another person stared coldly at Feng Quan, who was not moving and twisted together.

He only left after his consciousness completely dissipated.

As for whether there will be a supernatural incident here, he can't control it.

This is not what they are responsible for. They are only responsible for killing Feng Quan and cutting off the headquarter's investigation of Dadong City, an ancient house in the Republic of China.

"I think let's go now. This is Dachang City, Yang Jian's site. If he comes, we won't be able to leave." Pei Dong pressed his voice and reminded him.

"I can't keep us when I'm here." Liao Fan's voice was hoarse and without emotion.

"Don't forget, Dahaishi had a fight with Ye Zhen, and the coffin nail was in his hand if he missed the bottom line."

Liao Fan continued: "It's okay. We will leave after the killing. Although we don't have to conflict with the captain-level figure, it doesn't mean I'm afraid of him, and I'm not sure about Feng Quan's death. "

Pei Dong and the other person were silent.

At this moment, thick layers of mud gradually appeared on Feng Quan's body.

It is black and smelly grave soil.

The grave soil is constantly engulfing his body, trying to cover it up.

This is the balance failure, and the ghost has recovered.

However, at this moment, the sound of the propeller came from the distant sky.

A helicopter flew quickly from the direction of the city center of Dachang City.

"No, Yang Jian is here." Pei Dong said in a hurry, startled.

He suffered a loss in Yang Jian's hands and almost died. Later, he escaped by chance. He didn't dare to have any thoughts of revenge, he just wanted to hide away.

Had Feng Quanfei not been investigating the Pendulum Clock Curse this time, he would not have come to Dachang City again.

"Wait, it's not Yang Jian."

Another man who looked like a corpse opened his mouth and said: "If it is Yang Jian, it has already been covered with ghost domain. Many people in the circle of hands-on familiarity know his file information. It is not difficult to analyze it if you are paying attention."

Liao Fan grinned, his laughter still hoarse and weird: "So Yang Jian is not in Dachang City, no, no, Yang Jian is in Dachang City. I bought his itinerary before coming. He was in Dachang City yesterday."

"Then why didn't he come?" Pei Dong asked.

"He has a problem and can't come. Feng Quan must have sent a distress message on the way. If this did not lead Yang Jian, the answer is obvious. It seems that the last fight with Ye Zhen had a great impact on him, hey , It seems that I should go back to thank Ye Zhen." Liao Fan was keenly aware of what he had and made a judgment.

This kind of judgment is a bit terrifying, just because Yang Jian's ghost domain has not appeared, it can be judged that there is a problem with him.

It's almost as if I saw it with my own eyes.

Obviously, he is also a top ghost wielder, possessing the qualities of a top ghost wielder.

"Feng Quan is planted, and there is a problem with Yang Jian, so the person on the plane should be Tong Qian with a grimace."

Liao Fan raised his head and looked at the helicopter that was getting closer and closer.

"Take advantage of his illness to kill him, so I just wiped out the team in Ghost Eye Yang, so as not to retaliate later, and take away the coffin nail by the way."

Another man, who was like a mummy, said in a low voice.

"Are you really going to do it? I remember you should know Yang Jian, so don't miss the old feelings at all." Liao Fan glanced at the corpse-like man.

"As long as it is determined that Yang Jian is really in trouble, he will enter Dachang City. Yang Jian has a lot of things in his hands, enough to exchange our lives for half a year, or even a year." The mummy man said.

Liao Fan narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment: "Well, as long as Tong Qian is finished and Yang Jian has problems again, I will go to Dachang City for a walk. I have been greedy for the coffin in his hand for a long time."

"Ye Zhen was all nailed to the ground. If you really get it, it might be possible to get rid of that curse."

Quickly discussed it.

A plan was formed.

At this moment the helicopter stopped on the highway.

Tong Qian and Zhang Han jumped down.

"Ghost Tong Qian?" Liao Fan chuckles strangely when he sees it.

"you know me?"

On the side of Tong Qian's head, under the kerchief, a neutral, weird smiling face turned towards him.

"But just now, did you laugh? Is it so funny? Try another laugh."

He smiled at Liao Fan, but the other face saw Feng Quan who was in a comatose state and was in a resuscitating state, and his heart suddenly drenched, and an anger surged into his heart.

These people are working on Feng Quan.

And Feng Quan couldn't resist,

Is it because there are too many people on the other side, or because some of these three people are too strong, Feng Quan can't even escape.

"Feng Quan is the person in charge, have you ever thought about the price for him?" Tong Qian asked the three with a grimace.

The breeze blew, and the veil on his face fell off.

Three faces suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

"Sorry, I shouldn't ask so much. People like you are criminals among ghost masters. There is no reason to say that the best way to deal with people like you is to kill, because your existence will only cause more The big impact and destruction will kill more people, so I invite you to die."

Tong Qian has experienced a lot, and the innocence in his heart has long been buried.

next moment,

He smiled.

No, his grimace is laughing~www.mtlnovel.com~ Very good, just say hello and do it, Tong Qian, you are not the same as what is written in the information. "Liao Fan didn't have any fear or withdrawal, but was eager to try.

It's not because Tong Qian is weak, but Yang Jian hasn't appeared until now.

The previous judgment was confirmed.

There is a problem with Yang Jian.

"Do it."

Liao Fan's hoarse voice drank.

"damn it."

Zhang Han's expression turned ugly for an instant, he never expected that he just came to see it and turned into this way.

Go with the three ghost masters.

When was the last time you did it?

It should be when Yang Jian was fighting the Ghost Coffin in Huanggang Village.

Chapter end