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"Is it a dead man lying there? Who could it be?"
Yang Jian stared at the human figure lying on the bed. He tried to peek with ghost eyes, but found that the bed in front of him didn't exist at all.
Incredible.
completely incomprehensible.
In the sight of the ghost eye, there is no bed, nor the corpse on the bed. There is an empty space in front of the sight, and nothing exists.
Yang Jian became silent.
The complexity of the situation here is beyond his imagination.
There is actually a supernatural power that can block the sight of ghost eyes.
This shows that the sight of the ghost eye has been greatly affected.
Although the ghost eyes would be closed when he peeked at the ghost paintings with the ghost eyes, it was because of being suppressed, and he could still see the ghost paintings clearly, but this is completely impossible.
No matter which phenomenon, it can only prove one point.
The horror level of things on the bed is very high.
Or rather, the bed itself has problems.
It's this kind of red lacquer furniture again.
It is exactly the same as the ghost cabinet and music box.
"Do you want to go and have a look?" Yang Jian hesitated at this moment.
He is very curious.
Because it's an opportunity to get closer to the truth, but it's also unsettling.
And the uneasiness in my heart has rapidly expanded over time, and it has even affected my emotions a little.
This is an incredible thing.
Yang Jian is now under the curse of the music box, his emotions have long been suppressed to the point of disappearing, and he is in an absolutely sane situation.
Perhaps this anxiety does not come from myself.
Instead, it came from the ghost in the body.
Ghost eyes, ghost shadows? Or that black ghost hand?
Would the corpse on the bed be disturbed even by ghosts?
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and his footsteps hesitated. He did not lift the bed curtain and approach the weird wooden bed, but was thinking, judging, and continuing to observe the situation.
"It's definitely a ghost, but I don't know why it fell into a deep sleep, just like the ghost in the ghost coffin, just waiting for an accident to happen, the moment the balance is broken, the ghost will leave the bed and become An extremely terrifying existence."
He made a judgment based on instinct and experience.
The corpse that exudes a faint smell of corpse is definitely not a living person, but a real ghost.
As for what level of existence it is, I don't know.
Yang Jian didn't want to disturb that thing, and he didn't dare to mess around so as not to trigger the law of killing, and then be chased and killed by ghosts. Instead, he approached cautiously and planned to observe it before leaving.
At least make sure that Liu Qingqing is the corpse on the bed from time to time.
There is no ghost eye to provide sight, and it is difficult to find any useful clues just by observing with the naked eye.
He looked through the bed curtain, and judging from the body shape and hairstyle of the corpse on the bed, it should not be Liu Qingqing. After all, Liu Qingqing is a tall, sexy beauty, while the corpse on the bed looked like a skinny, old man. elder.
"The corpse has something in its hand."
Suddenly.
After getting close, Yang Jian saw the corpse with his hands crossed outside the red quilt, and there was a letter on it.
is a yellow letter.
That was the letter delivered to room 301 by the ghost post office.
"The letter got into the hands of this thing like this?" He was startled in his heart.
Before he left the letter and was chased by ghosts and escaped here, it stands to reason that no one in this room would touch the letter.
Now think about it carefully.
It is true that some details have been overlooked.
When he came in just now, the letter on the ground and the box containing the letter disappeared together.
"Did Liu Qingqing do it? Or did the corpse on the bed wake up during the time I was away, and came to the living room to take the letter from the ghost post office." Yang Jian's eyes changed.
His guess can be confirmed.
Cover the ground with ghosts, hold a hatchet, and trigger the medium.
As long as the media trigger is successful, it can prove that the corpse on the bed was indeed active just now.
If there is no way to trigger the medium, then it is not the corpse that moved the letter, but the somewhat mysterious Liu Qingqing.
"Try it, this isIt's out of control.
Yang Jian's face remained normal, he didn't retreat, he just stood there watching the changes in the residential building, and at the same time said: "Li Yang, call Tong Qian and ask him to take Xiong Wenwen away, there is no need to stay here, The situation here is more complicated than imagined, let them leave first."
"Okay." Li Yang dialed the phone immediately without asking why.
This is Yang Jian's ghost domain, not a place covered by ghost smoke, so there is no problem with normal communication.
"What about us?"
Soon Li Yang put down the phone and asked.
"It depends on the situation. If you can snatch the letter back, you will grab it. If you can't snatch it back, I will take you away." Yang Jian said: "You go to the building over there and wait. Just leave it to me here."
After finishing speaking, he pointed to the building opposite.
Whether it was the seventh building or not, Yang Jian didn't know, but if it didn't count as a successful delivery, then he probably really sent the wrong letter.
The letter was sent to a ghost in a daze.
Now I have to find a way to get it back.
"here we go."
Yang Jian lowered his head slightly at this moment.
He felt that the ghost under his feet was invading his body in reverse.
Ghosts are recovering.
No, it's not recovery, but it's out of control, controlled by another cold consciousness, out of Yang Jian's control.
That's the ghost's head leading all of this.
Now, Yang Jian's body has a huge temptation for Ghosting, so Ghosting is trying to control him.
In a normal state, he would be invaded by ghosts without any resistance.
But now there is a music box, it is not known who will win. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com