Dealing with human lace paper is equivalent to dealing with ghosts.

And unlike ordinary ghosts, the existence of human velvet paper is neither dangerous nor can it help you at critical moments, making it easy for people to rely on it.

With it, it feels like playing a game and getting a plug-in, which can make you survive in a desperate situation.

But Yang Jian believes that there is no ghost in this world who can help people for free.

Human velvet must be planning something, or using it to achieve its requirements step by step.

Swallowing a ghost is the first step.

As for the second step, the intention of this human velvet paper has not been revealed for the time being.

"Do you think I have had an objection to me after locking you up for a while? If you continue to strike like this, your value will be gone. Swallowing a ghost should not be enough to satisfy you, otherwise you would have started to recover long ago." Yang Jian stared at the human velvet paper and said to himself.

The handwriting on the human velvet paper still remains unchanged, and it is still the same line of words.

It seems that at this moment it becomes impossible to communicate again.

"How about welding you in a box and throwing it into the deep sea?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "Anyway, I'm not very relieved about your thing."

The next moment, the handwriting on the human velvet began to disappear.

It seemed as if some force had been wiped away, and then new handwriting emerged.

"I went to the third room, saw the ghost mirror, and took the thing away because I knew that there was an incredible ability in that mirror..."

The handwriting was broken here, and then the bottom line of big words appeared: "It can resurrect the dead."

What?

Can the dead be resurrected?

Yang Jian's eyes suddenly shrank, he stood up suddenly, staring at the man's velvet: "This is impossible."

Since the birth of the supernatural event, no one can be resurrected again. At least the information he receives now is impossible.

Then the handwriting changed again: "As I thought, a true resurrection is impossible. It is just a resurrection in a certain sense, and it requires a certain price. This price is to release a ghost in the mirror."

"Resurrection in a certain sense?" Yang Jian then began to ponder.

What does this sentence mean?

Isn't it a real resurrection?

As for the price of resurrection, Yang Jian seemed to be big or small.

If a person is really bound to die, it is worth it even if he releases a ghost in exchange for a chance to survive.

Thinking of the possible group of ghosts in the ghost mirror, Yang Jian couldn't help but feel inexplicable palpitations.

Is this to use people's survival mind to release this horror personally?

Or is this a trap, a trap arranged by a human velvet?

However, although human velvet paper is weird, some of the things revealed are relatively real.

"You can't believe it all, and you can't refuse it." Yang Jian thought to himself.

Then, another line of words appeared on the human velvet paper: "I think the other two rooms in the ancient house should be completely sealed. There are two unknown horrors... Once the door is opened, it will lead to an extremely terrifying disaster, and I am afraid of this."

"Don't let me open the door to the other two rooms? This is probably a fool."

Yang Jian believed in his judgment more.

The original owner of the house was willing to leave something in the room, so he was ready to see the light of day again one day.

If the ghost mirror can really be reborn, it will be a huge help to the ghost driver.

But, is it just that?

Yang Jian felt that human velvet paper was still concealed.

And during the period when he asked about human velvet paper.

Outside Guanjiang Community, a whole fleet came.

The convoy did not drive into the community, but stopped outside the community.

As soon as the first car stopped, two men walked off.

A very young man in a suit, with a slightly unnatural pale face, and a bit gloomy look in his eyes: "Is this here? Yang Jian's residence."

This person is not someone else.

It is Wang Xiaoqiang from Xiaoqiang Club.

The club was almost closed after being hit by Wang Xiaoqiang last time. Now let alone newcomers, the remaining members are unwilling to come to the club again.

Yang Jian’s deterrence has been formed.

The ghost master who controlled two ghosts did not die, and the others dared not do anything for the club anymore.

"Yang Jian has a ability that can be confirmed, it should be the ghost realm... This is one of the unsolvable abilities in the ghost file. The remaining ghost is not clear. Ye Feng, do you have a way to solve it?" Wang Xiaoqiang looked at a man next to him.

The man was less than thirty years old, mature and steady, wearing a thick coat, with a bit of rebellious face.

"The Ghost Realm is indeed very difficult. If he wants to save his life, I can't solve him." Ye Feng lit a cigarette and said bluntly: "You can only be surprised, otherwise your action will be destined to fail this time. If Wang Yue is here, I will be 70% or 80% sure that his ghost rope can trap evil ghosts, including other ghost controllers."

"With his cooperation, even ten ghost realms will be over."

Wang Xiaoqiang said: "You are a real person. I believe what you say, but don't forget that my brother is a professor and the first person in China to engage in supernatural incident research. This time I came to the institute to bring something, which is very helpful for this action."

At this time, Ye Feng saw Wang Xiaoqiang holding a golden suitcase in his hand.

It is of trait.

"What new product has Professor Wang developed?" Ye Feng asked with a smile: "That ghost candle is very good. It can avoid being attacked by evil ghosts. You won't get one."

"That's a controlled thing. I can't get it without a certain permission, but it's almost the same. It's a derivative of Ghost Candle."

Wang Xiaoqiang opened the suitcase.

There is a finger inside.

This finger is long and thin and dry finger, and the black nails are extremely ferocious. Judging from the joints of this finger, the proportion is seriously unbalanced, and it is definitely not a living finger.

"Derivatives? I think they are failures."

Ye Feng's eyes narrowed and he felt the weirdness of the finger.

"The failed products are similar to successful products. The only difference is that one is controllable and the other is uncontrollable." Wang Xiaoqiang said: "But will it affect us?"

"You're really revengeful."

Ye Feng smiled teasingly: "In order to avenge personal grudges, I am destroying the overall situation here. If you know it, you will be resolved first. The priority level is even higher than the supernatural incident. After all, Yang Jian is also very close to the criminal police. I heard that he is very likely to become the next Dachang City criminal police."

Wang Xiaoqiang said coldly: "Don't worry, he can't become a criminal policeman, because he is dead because of me."

"I don't care. Anyway, you will be responsible for the problem." Ye Feng shrugged, without any burden.

"Let's go, act."

A group of people immediately walked into Guanjiang Community.
Chapter completed!