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Chapter 1498 Retrieve

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    Familiar room, familiar people.

    In the dead of night, Yang Jian stood in the room and looked out the window, talking about a series of things that happened recently.

    All of this seems to be a story, thrilling, terrifying, exciting But it is more exciting than the story, because it really exists in reality, and Yang Jian is the protagonist in the story.  It's all about what he's been through.

    Yang Jian's narration is very detailed, down to every detail, making people feel as if they are actually there.  But Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin were sitting at the desk at the moment with a fountain pen and kept recording all this.  The sound of rustling writing echoed in the silent room.

    The two of them did not say a word, and concentrated on doing their work well.

    The more they record, the deeper their understanding of the supernatural circle, and it is precisely because of this that they feel uneasy and fearful all the time, and even wonder whether they know too much inside information, and whether they will be caught by someone one day.  Yang Jian tampered with the memory, or simply silenced it.

    Even they sometimes wonder whether their memories have been tampered with?

    However, Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin longed for Yang Jian to tamper with their memories, because perhaps only in this way could they obtain this hard-won 'happiness' with peace of mind.

    The story of Yang Jian was told late into the night.  The two also recorded late into the night.

    The contents of the two thick notebooks represent Yang Jian's life experience. He has never touched these two notebooks, nor read them, and he has not even verified whether the contents recorded by Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin are correct.  .

    "Finished recording?" Yang Jian asked.

    "The recording is over." Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin rubbed their sore arms.

    Yang Jian said: "There are a lot of things this time, involving a lot of details. It's normal to have a little more content. You can rest now. I have other things to do."

    "Aren't you going to rest?" Jiang Yan was taken aback for a moment: "It's already so late, it's hard to come back this time."

    "I'm going to go back to Ozu City to bring back the things I left behind. I'm going to deal with the black umbrella tomorrow. After that, I have to find a way to solve the problem of my ghost's recovery. Now I have eight days left before the ghost's recovery."  Yang Jian gazed at the brightly lit city in the distance.

    "I have a lot of things to do, but I don't have much time left. I don't know if I can survive this time as successfully as before."

    Yang Jian nodded, then his figure gradually became blurred, and finally disappeared completely in the room.  "He's gone." Zhang Liqin revealed a sense of disappointment in her tone.

    "Don't worry, no matter how many times he leaves, he will come back in the end. This is his home." Jiang Yan said.  at the same time.

    Yang Jian, who quietly left Dachang City, returned to Dazhou City again.  It was that familiar spot.

    It's just that the surrounding environment is quite different. There are no ghost ships or ghosts here, but only a bustling city scene.

    Yang Jian stood in the open space in front of a building, surrounded by many pedestrians going back and forth, as well as some young people and children playing, he couldn't tell at all that the place was dead and silent a day ago, full of terror and despair.

    "To deal with the black umbrella, I have to get back my supernatural weapon, but the supernatural weapon is in the old house, and it falls next to Zhang Dong. If I directly break the boundary between reality and supernatural powers, maybe Zhang Dong, who has been revived by the ghost, will die."  Just shoot at me and kill me, if Zhang Dong escapes from the old house to reality, it will be even more troublesome."

    Yang Jian began to think.

    He had to think of a better way to get the things back.  Use the 1,200 water ghosts in the ghost lake?

    No, it¡¯s useless if there are too many. As soon as you enter the old house, you will be wiped out by Zhang Dong, who has been revived by the ghost, and will disappear directly.

    "I can't rely on supernatural powers to retrieve my things. It's better to use living people. Although living people may be erased after entering the old house, they may not be targeted by Zhang Dong."

    Yang Jian decided to give it a try.

    He walked to a place with fewer people beside him,

    Directly using the deceiving ghost's supernatural powers combined with the ghost's ability to modify memory, a person who had already died was brought back to life.

    Soon, the man opened his eyes and woke up.

    "Yang Jian, it's you again?" Wang Shan rubbed his head at this moment: "Have I resurrected again? How many times have I died? What do you want me to do this time?"

    "Everything you have to do is in your mind, think about it carefully." Yang Jian said expressionlessly.  yes , that ' s right , yangShanshan reappeared at the entrance of the ancient house.

    "It's the second time. I'm here again. This time, set the target a little smaller. Throw the half of the spear in the courtyard and it will be considered a success." Wang Shan, who was resurrected again, acted again.

    Because of the previous reasons, this time Wang Shan successfully got the half of the spear, and when he was about to throw it out, his body disappeared at an incredible speed.

    "I'm dead again."

    This was the last thought in Wang Shan's mind, but the half of the spear was still thrown out, and this time it was very close to the courtyard.  Less than ten seconds.

    Another new Wang Shan reappeared holding a light stick.  "Haha, I succeeded."

    The third Wang Shan died soon, but before he died, he took half of the spear to the courtyard.  This made the fourth Wang Shan successfully throw it out of the courtyard after picking up the half spear.

    In reality, Yang Jian was in charge of receiving and guiding. At the moment Wang Shan threw it out, he broke the boundary between reality and supernatural, reached out and grabbed the half of the spear.

    "Half success, keep working hard." Yang Jian looked at the half wooden spear in his hand.

    After getting rid of Zhang Dong's influence, blood gradually began to seep out of the spear. The blood soaked the gun body, as if it had been covered with a layer of red paint.

    The fifth, the sixth, the seventh With Wang Shan's resurrection again and again, he died again and again.

    In the end, the half of the spear was successfully brought back, but there were already a bunch of light sticks left in the old house.

    "It's done, it's not bad, it didn't take too long, it only took more than ten minutes." Yang Jian thought to himself, and at the same time pieced together the two broken spears.

    Covered in blood, the broken red spear immediately returned to its original appearance.  Then he took the coffin nails out of the Ghost Lake and put them on.

    The supernatural weapon belonging to Yang Jian reappeared again.

    Yang Jian, who had completed his goal, left Dazhou City immediately, and Wang Shan did not come back to life at the same time.  If there is a similar thing next time, Yang Jian will still bring him back to life.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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