Before the Music Box Curse arrived, Yang Jian was ready to deal with it.

Whether it is the plan, the coffin, or the weapons, they are all done in a short time.

The reason why he was so hurrying was because Yang Jian could not determine whether the time of the curse burst revealed by the human velvet paper was accurate. If he really responded at the time point, what if something unexpected happened in the middle.

Any joke can be made, but only jokes that are related to life cannot be made.

Especially his own life.

Yang Jian responded to the curse explosion one day early. He now transported the coffin into the secret room of the safe house, then closed the door with the newly-built spear, the old blood-stained newspaper, and one of his own mobile phones, and lie in the coffin.

In order to put the phone out of battery, he also brought a power bank.

Then, he lifted the heavy metal coffin board next to him and slowly closed it.

The coffin lid was designed in a chute style by Yang Jian, which was also an arrangement to prevent himself from escaping from losing control and easily escaping from the coffin.

"Click!"

The sound of heavy metal slots sounded, and the coffin lid was sealed.

Under this closed environment, living people will soon suffocate and die.

But Yang Jian didn't care. If he could get through this level, he would not be a living person after waking up. He didn't need breathing or oxygen at all.

A familiar and unfamiliar sense of depression came.

It seems like I was back in the scene where I hid in the body bag when I was in Huanggang Village.

The coffin is not dark, a layer of red light shrouds in this small space.

Yang Jian used the ghost domain to check the sealing of the coffin.

My skills are good.

Once this metal coffin is covered, it can even be isolated from the ghost domain. After all, the interface is made of gold and there is no cutting corners. It is guaranteed that there is no problem when detaining evil spirits.

"Since everything is fine, then everything is beginning."

After Yang Jian lay down, he took a breath slightly and picked up the blood-stained old newspaper with both hands.

The strange newspapers were densely filled with lines of handwriting of different sizes.

"I'm Yang Jian."

He wanted to use the supernatural power contained in this blood-stained old newspaper to remind himself of his identity so that he could find his own memory in a few days, rather than dissipating his consciousness and becoming a meeting for others.

Just like those who were punished in ancient times.

Yang Jian covered the old newspaper on his face.

The old newspaper with blood was very strange, and it instantly stuck to Yang Jian's flesh, covering his eyes, nose, and mouth, with only a contour of his facial features outside.

Can't breathe, it's very uncomfortable.

As if he was about to suffocate, Yang Jian opened his mouth and subconsciously wanted to take a breath of air, but the newspaper was sunken? The sticker was tighter.

Although this bloody old newspaper looks fragile? It is actually difficult to tear apart.

Yang Jian's entire face was not left with a gap that was fitted.

But he has not suffocated yet, and he still has consciousness? And even if he really suffocated, he will not die? Because the curse of the music box is still echoing in his mind, this curse will not die no matter how serious Yang Jian was hurt? Even if he cut his head in half, he can still survive.

"Let's get started."

Yang Jian thought for the last time? Check it out? After confirming that there was no problem, he reached out and pulled down the coffin that had been nailed with ghosts.

No.

Now it can't be considered a coffin nail, but a spear full of cracks.

Once removed.

The suppressed complete ghost immediately resumed his action.

soon.

Yang Jian's physical control was deprived? He returned to his state when he was in Mingyue Community again? The body was not controlled, but his consciousness was clear.

At the same time, the situation of ghost invading consciousness appears again.

Yang Jian felt a cold and weird thing trying to swallow his consciousness, but all this was blocked by the ringtone of the music box.

Same as expected.

Supernatural confrontation forms a fragile balance.

This process will continue until the curse of the music box is over, and everything will change dramatically until the curse breaks out.

that's all.

Yang Jian, who had an old newspaper covered with blood stains on his face, lay cold and stiffly in the coffin he made himself. He was like a corpse, waiting for the brewing of time? He slowly rotted.

No one can imagine it.

This seemingly ordinary corpse actually has consciousness, just waiting for the plan to succeed? Consciousness returns to replace the evil spirit? It becomes a evil spirit with the consciousness of living people.

Time passes little by little.

Yang Jian's body was still silent? Everything fell into dead silence.

But just the next morning.

Darkness? A little faint light lit up in the cold coffin.

The light came from a cell phone next to Yang Jian's body.

There is a text message on the phone.

The person who sent the text message was... Feng Quan.

But at that time, Yang Jian didn't know about all this and couldn't pay attention to it.

Feng Quan's text message was not just sent to Yang Jian, but was sent in a group. The target of this mass sending was members of the entire team of Yang Jian, and the content of the text message was only two words.

"Help!"

This was a message of help.

In the Shangtong Building in the early morning.

The person on duty today is Tong Qian and Zhang Han.

"What's going on? Tong Qian, have you received a text message? It was Feng Quan's text message. He actually sent a text message for help." Zhang Han was very shocked. He looked at the message on his phone and repeatedly confirmed it, and found that there was nothing wrong.

It's not a spam message, nor is it someone deliberately sent the wrong message.

“I received it too.”

Tong Qian frowned. He used the satellite positioning mobile phone from the headquarters to directly confirm the identity of the person who sent the text message.

"It's Feng Quan's, and he's in Dachang City, but the location information shows that he's still moving and hasn't arrived in the city yet."

Zhang Han's expression moved: "The captain is not here now, what should I do now?"

Only Tong Qian knew about Yang Jian hiding in the No. 1 safe house, but he would not be stupid enough to leak such information everywhere, so he just told Zhang Han that Yang Jian would be on a business trip for a few days and would not come back for the time being.

"Yang Jian is not here, I will take charge of it. Since Feng Quan sent a message to ask for help, he naturally had to go over and take a look." Tong Qian stood up and prepared to set off after saying that.

Zhang Han was stunned for a moment: "But we don't have a ghost realm, so it's not easy to support it at such a long distance."

Tong Qian said, "What kind of ghost domain is not a ghost domain? We are humans. Wouldn't you drive there? Yang Jian's random use of ghost domain is because he is special. How can ordinary ghost controllers withstand such unscrupulous use of supernatural power? Do you think you didn't die fast enough?"

"But I remember that the company equipped a helicopter some time ago, so I went to Zhang Hua to ask."

Zhang Hua is a liaison officer sent by the headquarters.

Responsible for coordinating Yang Jian’s handling of supernatural incidents, and also responsible for support in all aspects.

"There is indeed a helicopter. Do you need to use it?" Zhang Hua immediately confirmed the situation when he heard Tong Qian say he wanted to travel.

"Yes, I'm going to use it now, the situation may be very urgent." Tong Qian said.

Zhang Hua nodded and said, "No problem, I will arrange it immediately. Three minutes later, the helicopter will take off immediately. Please ask the two to rush to the apron."

"Thank you."

After Tong Qian finished speaking, she immediately took the exclusive elevator to the apron on the top floor.

Zhang Hua immediately notified the pilot to prepare for takeoff.

"Are we the only two of us? Huang Ziya and Li Yang, don't they call us?" Zhang Han said with some concern on the way to the helicopter.

"Don't worry too much. Let's go and see the situation first. It is unlikely that a large supernatural incident will occur near Dachang City. Feng Quan's positioning signal has been moving. I tried to send him a message, but he did not reply. So without confirming the real situation, it is a very reckless act to dispatch all the staff without confirming the truth." Tong Qian said.

He learned this from Yang Jian.

When Yang Jian went to Dachuan City before, he only brought Li Yang alone. When he encountered something he could not handle, he called him and Xiong Wenwen to support him.

This lowers the risk.

Now that Yang Jian is not here, Tong Qian is temporarily acting as the captain, and she needs to take the lead.

soon.
To be continued...