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Chapter 861: An Obvious Trap

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    Inside Safe House No. 1 in Guanjiang Community.

    This safe house was built at the beginning of the starving ghost incident. Because of the hasty construction, the scale is small and can only accommodate about 20 people. Considering the limitations, Yang Jian got rid of Zhang Wei's father Zhang Xiangui and built No. 2 safe house.  Room.

    And this No. 1 safe house was left unused and became Yang Jian's exclusive safe house.

    In the safe house, there are all kinds of supernatural objects collected by Yang Jian, as well as the imprisoned ghosts.

    There are ghost mirrors, embroidered shoes, ghost candles, substitute dolls, ghost porcelain

    Yang Jian appeared in this safe house at this moment.

    He first placed the doll he got from room 301 this time, and then he focused his gaze on the ghost boy.

    Reach out and grab it.

    Go down the bell-like ball on the ghost boy's neck.

    Twist the ball directly, and the ball opens, revealing a piece of yellowed and mottled old paper, the material is like sheepskin, but it reveals a cold and strange atmosphere, this is actually a piece of human skin, there is still a faint  There was a faint odor of corpses.

    "The plan on the human skin paper can only be used as a reference. I can't believe it. Since the last time, the things revealed by this thing have become more and more terrifying. There are traps between the lines, and each time is getting more serious. They have reached the point of being outspoken.  It's killing me."

    Yang Jian thought to himself.

    Remind myself, and at the same time tell myself not to put hope on this stuff.

    Last time, he was lucky enough to survive because of the insurance of the ghost cabinet. If it wasn't for the ghost cabinet, he would definitely be dead.

    Now.

    His deal with the ghost cabinet has not yet been completed, so this time there is no insurance, and it is all on his own.

    I didn't dare to ask anyone for help.

    There are not many people who are capable of helping him.

    Wang Xiaoming from the headquarters is one, but he has seen the human skin paper, who knows what traps the human skin paper will set for him.

    With Wang Xiaoming's intelligence, he naturally guessed the existence of the trap, but this guy is a very crazy person, knowing that it is a trap, as long as the benefits are enough, he will step into it.

    Old Qin may also be able to help him.

    But Yang Jian has no relatives or reasons with him, so he is not qualified to ask others for help.

    In the final analysis, people still rely on themselves.

    Along the way, Yang Jian has always been like this.

    Take back all kinds of flukes and retreat thoughts.

    Yang Jian took a deep breath and opened the parchment.

    At this time, black writing still appeared on the human skin paper, which was originally without any abnormalities. It was twisted and weird, as if something invisible was writing on it.

    A familiar yet strange sentence appeared in front of my eyes: My name is Yang Jian, I will be dead when you read this sentence

    Yang Jian was already numb to this sentence, and didn't think there was anything strange about it.

    "Maybe you are right this time. I might really be dying. If you can't give me a solution to the problem, I will pack your thing up and bury it in the ground before I die. This time it's not 10,000 meters away.  , but deeper."

    He just said hello.

    Talking to the human skin paper, without any threatening tone, but there is no need to doubt Yang Jian's determination to bury it.

    Soon, the writing on the human skin continued to emerge: "I shouldn't open that terrible music box again. Last time I survived by chance, but this time I have a feeling that I'm doomed. This is my  The suicide note, if you can see it, please help me fulfill the wish in the suicide note, so that I can die without any scruples."

    "One of my wishes is to open the third door of the ancient house of the Republic of China. I want to see what is inside. I have never opened that door before I died. If possible, I hope you can go to see it.  look."

    "My second wish is"

    Yang Jian's face darkened suddenly.

    He felt that the human skin paper was talking nonsense. Before he died, it said that he was dead, and he wanted to make some kind of suicide note, so that he could fulfill his wish ahead of schedule.

    This is how much I wish I could die.

    Still, putting the human skin paper in Guitong's hands made it very resentful, and it had already begun to give up on itself.

    Yang Jian pondered for a while, he could at least judge that there was a huge trap in the information on the human skin paper.

    The third room in the ancient house of the Republic of China cannot be opened.

    If I really opened that room before I died, maybe I would?? lies in consciousness, this is the breakthrough, I know this, and the human skin knows this too, but the human skin knows the plan, I don't know But according to the characteristics of the human skin in the past, the plan he can give must be  It has the conditions for completion, and it is impossible to give me a plan that cannot be completed.  "

    "Are you going to solve the riddle again?"

    He rubbed his head.

    Solving puzzles is not his forte.

    "Let's think about this again. Anyway, there are still two and a half days left. Now I need a supernatural weapon that I can use but cannot be used by ghosts, so as to prevent my spiritual recovery from causing a greater threat."

    Yang Jian put away the parchment, stuffed it into the golden ball, and hung it around the ghost boy's neck again.

    He got up and walked into the tool room of the safe house.

    There are a lot of emergency tools, a lot of gold, and some smelting equipment in the tool room.

    Usually he can make a container for holding ghosts here.

    Some gold items can also be crafted.

    But this time, Yang Jian considered that he might be revived by the ghost after his death, but the supernatural objects must never be controlled by the ghost, so he had to take some precautions.

    Just like the tall male corpse in the Caesar Hotel.

    Transformed into a ghost, wandering and killing people, holding a strange hatchet, extremely terrifying.

    What Yang Jian has to do is to put an end to this hidden danger.

    Looking at the complete range of smelting tools in the tool room, many professional manufacturing techniques, smelting experience, and even abrasive tool making, as well as engraving, polishing and other related skills immediately appeared in his mind.

    These skills are not his.

    It was captured by the ghost head invading the memories of countless people.

    But now, Yang Jian has these memories and skills, just like drawing sketches on the plane before.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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