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Chapter 860 Influence and Method

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    "Just now, I have asked the headquarters to create a new file, the level is a, code-named Room 301."

    On a plane bound for Dachang City.

    Li Yang took advantage of this incident to report on his work. Since this matter has not been completely resolved, it is very important to establish files and classify supernatural events.

    However, based on the loss of Dachuan City and Li Leping's situation, it is not an exaggeration to classify this incident as S-level.

    However, since most things have been resolved, there is only one ghost left wandering in the Mingyue community, and the impact of being classified as S-level is too great, so it is still lowered by one level.

    "The files established by the headquarters have little to do with us, just report it. After all, this matter has been temporarily controlled." Yang Jian said.

    His purpose of asking Li Yang to repay is very simple.

    Li Yang himself did not enter Room 301, so he is not very clear about the situation there, so the really important information is all in Yang Jian's mind.

    And the information file he built is the most important.

    "Room 301."

    Yang Jian was sitting on a chair in the cabin at the moment, holding a drawing board in his hand, he found a pencil from somewhere, and quickly sketched on the white paper.

    In the past, he didn't know how to sketch.

    But now that he knows it, there is an extra memory in his mind, and there are many skills and methods about sketching in his memory.

    As if I had learned it before.

    He is clear that this memory is not his, but the memory of a living person stolen by the ghostly head who invaded Okawa City.

    There is everything in those memories, one of them in the sketches.

    The appearance of a room soon appeared on the white paper.

    Walls, floors, tables, and many details are presented one by one.

    Yang Jian feels that there are still many things in room 301 that have not been investigated clearly, and there are still many secrets that have not been unearthed. He does not want to continue taking risks, so he just draws the things in his memory and stores them in the file, so that time will not pass in the future.  For too long I forgot.

    soon.

    The sketch is complete.

    Yang Jian sorted out the files, and then glanced at the coffin nail standing on the ground next to him.

    The coffin is still nailed to the ghost.

    The bell of the music box will echo in my mind.

    Now Yang Jian is in a state where he will die at any time, whether it is an out-of-control ghost or a music box, it may take his life.

    In addition, the curse of the music box also has a time limit.

    After a few days, when the curse ends, Yang Jian will die as well.

    So there is not much time left for him to deal with difficult problems.

    "If I want to survive, I must let the curse of the music box explode on the ghost, and let the ghost bear the curse of the music box. If I succeed, the complete ghost is likely to crash again, and then my consciousness will come.  Leading all of this, at that time I can not only control the complete ghost image, but also have the possibility of possessing the music box curse."

    Yang Jian looked at the small red lacquered box in his hand.

    He could feel that the spiritual power inside was no longer there.

    The box is just a carrier, what is really scary is the cursed ringtone of the music box.

    Now that ringtone is in my mind.

    Only when he dies again, will the cursed ringtone return to the music box again.

    Now even if other people open the music box, it is useless, there will be no sound at all, and it will have no effect on ordinary people.

    "So, the problem is still the same, how to ensure that the consciousness of living people does not disappear."

    Yang Jian faced this problem again.

    In the past, he transferred his consciousness by relying on spiritual bits and supernatural photos, but now he has a spiritual bit in his hand, and if he transfers his consciousness, he needs to be replaced by a person.

    The replacement person must be in the ghost photo.

    And the camera capable of taking supernatural photos is still in the hands of the headquarters.

    Of course, the supernatural camera is only a premise.

    The most important thing is the success rate.

    What if the ghost head's consciousness shifted along with him?

    Then once the curse of the music box is over, I will still die.

    The current situation is different from the previous one. In the past, Yang Jian only suffered one curse, but now he has suffered two.

    so.

    ?The situation is different, the method of transferring consciousness from the spirit position is no longer advisable.

    "??A strange red eye was peeping around.

    The red eyes haven't been fully formed yet, only outlines, no substance.

    It's like ghost eyes, but it can't reach the point of ghost eyes.

    "Has the ghost eye revived, even you have been affected?" Yang Jian understood at a glance what was going on.

    It's okay for him to open the seventh layer of ghost domain, that's because of the curse of the music box and the complete ghost image.

    But Wang Shanshan was different. She was also eroded by the supernatural power of ghost eyes, so the feeling would be more obvious.

    "I can already see things." Wang Shanshan closed her eyes and shook her arms.

    The eyes on the arm were staring at Yang Jian.

    Strangely, Yang Jian could also feel the sight from that eye.

    "It will be fine, I can take care of it."

    Wang Shanshan covered her eyes on her arms, and said, "You are more serious this time."

    "I know, that's why I told you something." Yang Jian said flatly.

    The two were classmates for three years in high school, but now because of the lack of affection, they are as indifferent as enemies.

    In fact, they all knew in their hearts that the relationship between the two of them was very good after going through so much.

    It's just a lack of emotion that can't be expressed.

    "So this time you are here to find the ghost boy?" Wang Shanshan knew Yang Jian very well and guessed his purpose.

    Yang Jian said: "Yes, and I will disappear for a few days to deal with my own problems."

    Wang Shanshan stood up and walked in front of Yang Jian. Ignoring the smell of corpses emanating from Yang Jian's body, she stretched out her white and slender palm and touched Yang Jian's cheek: "Anyone in this city can die, but you  No, because you are Yang Jian."

    "Of course, I am Yang Jian, and I will not die." Yang Jian squeezed out a smile.

    ? Cold and numb.

    Wang Shanshan stopped talking, she put down her palm, and glanced at the corner next to her.

    A weird child wearing a dead man's shroud, standing there with bare feet, tilting his head slightly and looking at this side, with a pair of red eyes without pupils, giving people a weird and evil feeling, which makes people creepy.

    Yang Jian looked at the big golden bell on Guitong's neck.

    Inside is human skin paper.

    This was originally done to prevent the human skin paper from getting out of control.

    Because as long as the human skin paper dares to come out, the ghost boy will eat it in one bite.

    And the ghost boy doesn't need to rest, he can stare at it twenty-four hours a day, and there will be no time to be lazy.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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