“This is an outdated plan.”

Yang Jian stared at the plan and looked at it carefully before making this judgment in his heart.

The conditions for completing this plan are very strict.

It is necessary that both batches of people will not be single, and one of them will also need to dare to sacrifice themselves.

Because the group of people who lit the ghost candles would not attack the ghosts, they were destined to be unable to get out of this ghost realm and would be followed by the ghosts behind them. As for why the other group of people survived and left safely, Yang Jian didn't know that it would take a personal try to understand.

However, at the bottom of the human velvet paper, a line of unfinished handwriting attracted Yang Jian's attention.

"Maybe I can find a way to make that ghost misjudgment the number..."

When Yang Jian saw this last line, he couldn't help but pause slightly.

Let ghosts misjudgment the number?

What this means is that if you use some method to influence the judgment of the ghost, the number of other ghosts that could have suppressed was 8, and after being affected, you can mistakenly think that 1 is 1?

Once such a wrong judgment is made, the ghost will attack an isolated person without attacking others.

But, how is this possible?

This is simply more difficult than gathering two groups of people.

"No, maybe it's really possible."

Yang Jian immediately denied the impossible idea in his mind, and then he realized what human velvet paper had to do by himself.

Use the old blood-stained newspaper to change the ghost's memory.

Only in this way can the ghost misjudgment the number of ghosts.

"But, is this reality changing the ghost's memory?" Then, this doubt came to my mind again.

Not to mention how dangerous it is to directly contact ghosts during the memory change, but whether the blood-stained old newspaper has the ability to change ghost memories.

It doesn’t sound realistic to implant memories into ghosts and change them.

Does a ghost have any memories?

Maybe there is, maybe not, but this is not important. What is important is that ghosts do not act according to the memory they do. Even if they use blood-stained old newspapers to successfully tamper with memories, it is still hard to say whether the effect can be achieved.

Even if it works.

Can the memories of the old newspaper really affect a ghost?

Yang Jian didn't know because he had never tried it. He only knew that this old newspaper was useful to people and to ghost controllers, but he had never tried it for complete ghosts.

"This is not another trap on human velvet paper, it did not say that I could use this old newspaper to change the memory of this ghost, but just asked me to find a way to make the ghost misjudgment the number." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, thinking that this might be a potential trap.

If you don’t know how to do it, you won’t be able to keep this bloody old newspaper.

Or rather, the trap is not here, but in contact with the ghost.

To change the ghost's memory, you must have a positive contact.

This is the most dangerous. If the action fails, it will lead to a mass destruction.

There are many places where you can hide the traps. Yang Jian is more afraid and is a little confused about whether this man's vellum is really willing to help him survive this supernatural incident, or he wants to kill himself here.

"Yang Jian, what are you looking at?"

Next to him, Zhang Lei found that he was silent all the way, as if he was holding a piece of paper and was looking down, without focusing on his attention.

"It's nothing. I'm thinking about a way to leave here alive. This supernatural incident cannot be solved by us. Being able to survive is already a great luxury. The same is true for the orders from the headquarters. We don't need to fight against that ghost, as long as we can survive."

Yang Jian raised his head slightly and grabbed the human velvet paper in his hand in the palm of his hand, without letting others see it.

"If we gather enough people, we should be able to leave here, at least we don't have to worry about being killed by ghosts." Wang Jiang also came over and whispered.

"Catching up the number of people is only the first step to survive, but don't forget that we are still in this ghost ghost realm. This ghost realm is very special. It neither affects the things around us nor makes us hallucinate, nor does it form a strange special space. It just simply traps us in the training base and prevents us from getting out."

Yang Jian glanced around: "If this situation continues for a long time, it will definitely happen terrible things that we cannot predict."

"Ghosts will not trap us in one place for no reason. Even if we have gathered enough people to avoid the ghost's killing rules and are safe for the time being, but this balance will definitely not last. As long as we continue to stay here, there is still the possibility of being killed."

"Yang Jian's words are very correct. We can't stay in the same place with such a terrible ghost. After a long time, who knows what accident will happen?" The woman named Huang Ziya said with concern.

Everyone nodded with deep understanding.

"Then have you thought of any way to leave?" Zhang Lei asked.

Yang Jian said: "It's still thinking that it's more important to search for other people first. The ghost is still killing people and growing. If we can't withstand this first wave of attacks, it's useless to think about anything later."

If the number of ghosts on their side is overtaken, then they will not even have the qualifications to contact ghosts in front, and when all the ghosts of others are suppressed, they will have no means at all and can only let the ghost harvest them.

Everyone was in a heavy mood.

The joy of escaping from death was quickly dispersed, leaving only a layer of haze of death in my heart, which could not be removed, making people feel like they were about to suffocate.

But the desire to survive drives them to do the right thing and seek the dawn of survival.

After all, the ghost driver who can come to the training base has better psychological quality than ordinary people. Otherwise, when despair, death and terror attacks, some people will have collapsed long ago.

Time is tight.

The search for others is accelerating.

Because of the existence of ghosts, everyone cannot act separately. Faced with this empty training base and the serious obstacles in vision, the search efficiency is very low. So far, no ghost drivers have been found.

So to now, they are still five people, and the number of ghosts is: 8.

"Damn, where did the others die? Why didn't there be any movement? I searched for this part for half a circle, but I haven't found anyone else yet." Someone was already anxious, and his tone was more of anger, but an inexplicable fear.

"If this continues, our situation will be very bad." Wang Jiang also looked a little disappointed.

Zhang Lei's stiff and pale face showed a hint of anger: "Don't talk about these useless nonsense, we have all come out of the dormitory building alive, which means that this supernatural incident is not without a chance for us. As long as we work hard, we can definitely leave here alive."

He was comforting these people, and at the same time he was trying to eliminate the collapsed emotion.

"Look at the front."

Suddenly, Huang Ziya, who was observing the surroundings, pointed to the front nervously.

It was a concrete pavement with green trees beside it, but a pool of blood was left in the middle of the pavement, as well as half-breaking corpses. There were many traces of human struggle next to it.

This is a ghost driver who has been killed.

Seeing this scene, everyone's eyes shrank and a chill broke out in their hearts.

Not long ago, the ghost came here, killed a lonely man, took away the ghost in his body, and then left again.

In this way, the number of ghosts that can be suppressed has increased, maybe 7, maybe...8.

If it is the former, they still have some time to breathe. If it is the latter, if the ghost kills another person, the five of them will be alone, and the result will be fatal.

"Yang Jian, is there any hope if we continue like this?" Wang Jiang looked at him in horror, with a somewhat desperate tone.

Every time a ghost kills a person, the closer they are to death, but they have made no progress so far. If this continues, death seems to have become a destined ending.

Yang Jian stopped at this moment, and he frowned slightly at the broken corpse.

He also had a premonition that if he continued to compete with the evil ghosts like this, he would undoubtedly die. The speed at which they assembled others was far inferior to the speed of ghosts killing people.

"If this continues, you have to change the way, otherwise everyone will die, including me."

He murmured to himself, then looked at the human velvet paper in his hand, and a dangerous plan emerged in his mind.

"Yang Jian, what are you talking about?" Zhang Lei asked again without hearing it clearly.

Yang Jian didn't say much, but took out something from his duffle bag.
Chapter completed!