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Some clues left by the owner of the previous generation of ghost cabinets gave Yang Jian some reminders. Although the reminders were insignificant, they also allowed him to break the deadlock and start to understand this ghost cabinet.
Ghost~!
On the paper, there was a crooked black handwriting. I don't know what it was written in, revealing an ominous atmosphere.
It's hard to imagine that something in the ghost cabinet actually responded to Yang Jian.
"Can this thing really communicate?" Yang Jian picked up the piece of paper on the ground, looked it over, and found nothing special.
But his face was extremely solemn.
Even if it is human skin paper, he cannot guarantee that it must have the ability to communicate. The human skin paper is more like a guide for the holder. Whether it can communicate is still a question, but this thing in front of him has completely broken a certain boundary. responded.
Staring at the inside of the dark cupboard door.
An inexplicable curiosity gave him the urge to open the cabinet door and take a look.
But the last observation, the pair of eyes in the cupboard door made Yang Jian fearful.
There is no doubt that there is a ghost in this cupboard door.
He wasn't sure if opening the cupboard door would release the ghost.
"It's irrational to open the cabinet door just because of my own curiosity and destroy a certain balance. Since this thing has been placed here for hundreds of years and has been well preserved, let this cabinet stay like this. If there is a response, that means I can continue to have some kind of communication."
Yang Jian pondered for a while, and wrote down another sentence on another piece of paper: Can you communicate with me?
"This question is a bit silly." He thought for a while and tore off the piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it aside, then thought for a while and wrote a new question: Can you help me find Zhao Lei?
He didn't ask too many irrelevant questions, but directly stated his purpose.
If this is indeed a ghost, then this is a good way to experiment directly.
After writing down this question, Yang Jian stuffed the piece of paper into the cabinet door again.
Just like the previous situation, as soon as the paper is stuffed in, there is usually a force inside, and the paper seems to be grabbed by something directly, and it disappears immediately.
Less than ten seconds later, the paper fell from the gap in the cupboard below again.
Yang Jian picked it up and looked at it, his face suddenly became very serious. Under his question, there was a sentence written crookedly in black handwriting: You give me eyes, and I will give you Zhao Lei.
The so-called eyes are definitely not really your own eyes, it refers to ghost eyes.
This ghost cabinet means that he wants to exchange his eyes with Zhao Lei.
"This ghost thing is really not that easy to get along with. The first request is to need my ghost eyes. This is simply wanting my life. How did the original owner of this thing think of keeping it? It's so weird and terrifying. Things should be buried 10,000 meters underground and never emerge."
Yang Jian couldn't help cursing inwardly.
But then when he looked at the sentence in his hand, he found some clues.
The meaning of the words is, if you give me eyes, I will give you Zhao Lei.
Instead of telling you the location of Zhao Lei, it will directly give you Zhao Lei who has been haunted by ghosts and changed his memory, or even Zhao Lei who was possessed by ghosts.
Assuming such a deal is reached, how will Zhao Lei pay?
This is a question worth thinking about.
And assuming that Zhao Lei is now a ghost, how could this ghost cabinet send a ghost that was active outside to him?
This is the second question again.
Because in Yang Jian's view, this ghost cabinet does not have any factors to meet the conditions.
"Unless make a transaction attempt." After calmly thinking for a while, Yang Jian summed up an answer in his heart.
Of course, this kind of attempt is not to make a deal with my own ghost eyes, but to change a question to see if the content of the deal will change accordingly, and if so, whether the changed conditions are within my tolerance.
As long as it is within his tolerance, Yang Jian can start an exchange with this ghost cabinet.
Think for a while.
Yang Jian wrote down a very simple request; "I need a bowl of egg fried rice, can you help me?"
"Give me a bowl of blood, and I'll give you fried rice with eggs."
After the note was inserted, it was still less than ten seconds later, and immediatelyIn order to reply to the letter, a line of black words coyly appeared under his question.
A bowl of blood?
"Sure enough, the conditions have changed, and the requirements have also changed. I put forward the simplest request, and this thing still respondedbut should this request be done as it says?" Yang Jian pondered again up.
If he wants to figure out the mystery of this ghost cabinet, he must make such a deal, unless he gives up and continues to explore this weird thing.
But if he gave up, he would not be reconciled.
Because Yang Jian can vaguely feel that this thing must contain a very astonishing value, which is greater than the value of the ghost mirror.
"I should give it a try. There is no turning back on the path of being a ghost master. You have to bite the bullet and continue on, or you will die halfway. I must grasp as many secrets as possible. Everything I can help should be explored and understood, just like human skin."
If there is no human skin, Yang Jian would have died in the school, let alone the Huanggang Village incident.
"However, there is a huge trap in the content of this transaction. It says that it needs a bowl of blood, but it doesn't say that it needs my blood, and it doesn't even specify that it needs human blood."
Yang Jian squinted his eyes, and found some so-called consumption traps after thinking and pondering over this answer.
If ordinary people read this answer, they would cut their wrists and let blood out as soon as they gritted their teeth. If so, they might have fallen into a trap.
"Find a bowl of pig's blood, try chicken blood, it shouldn't be dangerous." Yang Jian thought of this and immediately exited the second secret room, he decided to carry out this bold experiment.
He believed that even Wang Xiaoming would do the same in this situation.
Use the most conservative way to obtain the greatest information and intelligence, so as to make the most perfect plan for everything in the future.
"Let's go to the vegetable market. By the way, where is the nearest vegetable market?" Yang Jian was walking on the road in the community, planning to drive to buy a bowl of blood.
"Woof~!"
Just as he passed an intersection in the community, a large dog rushed out from nowhere on the nearby green belt and yelled at him repeatedly.
"Which family's dog is this? Don't you know that large dogs are prohibited in the community? It doesn't matter if it bites me, but what if it bites a child?" Yang Jian yelled, but no one responded.
It must be that the unscrupulous dog owners chose to raise them free-range when they saw no one in the community.
"Woof~!"
This big wolf dog became more and more vicious, and wanted to rush up and bite Yang Jian at any time.
Yang Jian, who was in deep thought, stopped suddenly at this moment, as if he realized something.
A bowl of blood dog?
Yes, why do I have to go to the vegetable market.
Yang Jian suddenly turned his head to stare at the dog, his eyes shining.
The big wolfhound was grinning fiercely before, but now it seemed to smell danger, so it whined a few times, turned around and ran away.
After a while, Yang Jian walked into the second secret room with a smile on his hand, holding a bowl of dog blood.
It wasn't long before he walked in.
There was movement in the ghost cabinet.
At this time, the door above the ghost cabinet opened automatically without wind.
"Huh?" Yang Jian's eyelids moved, and his complexion became abnormal.
He always thought that the ghost cabinet couldn't be opened, so he didn't dare to move it. He didn't expect that this thing could be opened by itself.
"Does this ghost cupboard mean that I should put this bowl of blood in?" Yang Jian observed vigilantly for a while and found that there was no other unexpected situation or danger after the cupboard door was opened, and he immediately thought of the key to the problem.
Just like stuffing the paper before, he carefully stretched the bowl of dog blood towards the cabinet door.
The other end of the bowl gradually sank into the darkness of the cabinet door. This process was very slow, and he was even ready to close his hands and leave at any time.
Just when the bowl was less than one-third into the darkness, Yang Jian clearly felt something holding the other end of the bowl.
His face changed slightly, and he immediately withdrew his palm.
Most of the bowl floated in mid-air in the cabinet door like this, and then slowly retracted into the cabinet door, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"Crunch~!"
The sound from the old cabinet door echoed.
The door above the ghost cabinet was closed.
But at the same time, the door under the ghost cabinet opened.
Yang Jian saw that the lower floor of the ghost cabinet was very normal. It was just an ordinary cabinet, with wood on three sides and mottled paint. There was no darkness shrouded in it, and there was no weird existence. It was incompatible with the upper layer, forming a A great contrast.
However, what made him feel uneasy.
In the bottom half of the cabinet door, there is a bowl of fried rice with eggs. This bowl of fried rice with eggs is even smoking, exuding a smell of food.
"How did this bowl of fried rice come from?" Yang Jian fell into deep thought.
The old wooden cabinet that has been dusty for hundreds of years, a bowl of blood is exchanged for a bowl of egg fried rice, the key is still hot.
It is simply unbelievable.
Yang Jian took out this bowl of fried rice with eggs, wanting to confirm the authenticity of the item, but then found a piece of paper under the plate of fried rice with eggs.
There was a line written crookedly on the paper: Help me move the cupboard out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)There is no darkness shrouded in the ?? paint, and there is no weird existence, which is incompatible with the upper layer, forming a great contrast.
However, what made him feel uneasy.
In the bottom half of the cabinet door, there is a bowl of fried rice with eggs. This bowl of fried rice with eggs is even smoking, exuding a smell of food.
"How did this bowl of fried rice come from?" Yang Jian fell into deep thought.
The old wooden cabinet that has been dusty for hundreds of years, a bowl of blood is exchanged for a bowl of egg fried rice, the key is still hot.
It is simply unbelievable.
Yang Jian took out this bowl of fried rice with eggs, wanting to confirm the authenticity of the item, but then found a piece of paper under the plate of fried rice with eggs.
There was a line written crookedly on the paper: Help me move the cupboard out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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