Mysterious recovery

The whole city was shrouded in darkness, exuding the smell of death.

During this period of time, I don't know how many people died in the darkness, and I don't know how many desperate and terrifying things happened, but there are still survivors in every corner of the city.

Because it was just seven days ago.

When Wang Xiaoming saw the changes in Yang Jian's body, he felt that he had seen a ray of hope. He chose to disclose the changes in the three-stage ghost babies, and broadcast them throughout the city through the operation of the Criminal Police Headquarters.

Although there is a power outage.

But there are still people in the urban area. After all, the horror happened not for a long time. Most of them are still alive, and some rescue operations can still be carried out.

After paying a heavy price, the broadcast still sounded throughout the city, and spread through various methods, allowing the surviving citizens to find a place to hide, not to watch, not to make noise, and not to touch it.

This allowed many citizens to survive.

But this is just drinking poison to quench thirst.

Seven days passed, and people couldn't last long without water, electricity, and food shortages.

Even if they are not killed, they will hide in a corner and die of starvation and thirst.

"Is there no news yet?"

In the command center outside Dachang City, Cao Yanhua thumped the conference table violently. He became more and more irritable every day. He was in charge of the observer of Dachang City, and no news came from the liaison officer.

"Yang Jian, it may have failed. His satellite positioning phone has never been touched. If he succeeds, he will definitely reconnect. I have arranged three operators to guard Liu Xiaoyu 24 hours a day."

Zhao Jianguo looked a little haggard. Although he didn't want to believe the result, the facts were in front of him, which made him feel desperate.

Yang Jian took less than [-]% chance to solve this supernatural event by himself. To be honest, he admired this kind of spirit and courage.

"How is Professor Wang?" Cao Yanhua was silent for a while, and gritted his teeth.

Zhao Jianguo said: "The plan of the safe house is very effective. Professor Wang is very safe inside. Yesterday, something inexplicable knocked on the safe house in the middle of the night for three hours, but finally chose to leave. The gold isolated everything. Those ghosts seem to know There is a target inside, but you can’t go in.”

"However, the safe house is not fully built, lacks the support of supporting facilities, and the number of people entering the safe house has reached the limit, so..."

"There are still two days at most, and the safe house must be opened to replenish supplies, but once the safe house is opened, no one can predict what kind of horror it will attract. After all, there are still ghost babies in the fourth stage in Dachang City, and there are still ghosts from the source. , Once they encounter it while replenishing supplies, the situation will be very dangerous."

"But if Professor Wang can survive this crisis and enter the safe house again, he will be able to survive until rescue arrives."

The rescue was to use some kind of weird and terrifying method to bring Wang Xiaoming out of Dachang City alone.

As for others, they can only give up.

"It's not the worst."

The special warfare major general Li Jun said with a sullen face: "The survivors in the urban area have reached the limit of time. If there is no way to reverse the situation within a few days, the casualties in Dachang City will increase rapidly. , and finally gradually reduced to a dead city, when the time comes, this place will fall and become the first big city in the world to fall.”

"Perhaps we have to consider the worst outcome..." Cao Yanhua's face was particularly ugly.

The worst result is to blockade the surrounding area of ​​Dachang City, evacuate here, set up a restricted area, and at the same time closely monitor it, try to control this thing from spreading as much as possible.

But doing so would be tantamount to giving up Dachang City.

But how long is this?

From the emergence of supernatural events, to the rapid increase in the number, from being able to be controlled, to gradually losing control, and now it is not as simple as gradually losing control, but has evolved into a catastrophe. This starving ghost incident is just one of the signs , there were still several signs that emerged before, but they were all lucky enough to be extinguished by foreign people.

at the same time.

In Dachang city.

In the room where Yang Jian hanged himself.

Yang Jian, who came back to life, stood stiffly in front of the ghost mirror. His body was facing away from the ghost mirror, but his head was facing the ghost mirror, looking weird and terrifying.

His head was twisted 180 degrees, and it was not a short-term twist, but the whole head seemed to be lost. Even medical methods cannot be repaired, unless the entire spine is changed in a different direction.

But such an operation would surely kill.

There is no reflection of Yang Jian in the ghost mirror, maybe he is no longer a human, but a ghost.

The ghost mirror cannot reflect the ghost's shadow on it, because it does not conform to the law of the ghost mirror. It only resurrects people, not ghosts.

And there is no need to resurrect ghosts, because ghosts don't die.

There was nothing empty in the smooth and bright ghost mirror, a scorched black palm fell under the mirror.

Not outside the mirror, but in the mirror.

Yang Jian looked in the mirror for a moment, then raised his hands.

Half of his hands were warm, and the other half were cold, stiff, and covered with corpse spots.

Because the resurrection was not complete, Yang Jian only resurrected half of his body, with a human in front of him and a ghost in his back.

The raised hands are holding his head at this moment.

"Crack, click~!"

Accompanied by a slight sound, since he slowly straightened his head facing the back.

His hands were black at the moment, as if they were covered by something, and there was a black shadow that lingered.

Just like that, Yang Jian abruptly adjusted his head half a circle, and abruptly snapped back.

He didn't seem to feel wrong, but was very calm and calm.

Resurrected from the dead and controlled the terrifying ghost, Yang Jian gained a lot, but he also seemed to lose a lot.

"It's time to leave."

Yang Jian spoke slowly, his voice did not echo, which made people feel a little creepy.

He picked up the black cloth and covered it on the ghost mirror, and took it with him to leave here.

But as soon as he left, the ghost rope around his neck pulled him back.

Yang Jian glanced at it, stretched out his hand and tore it off his neck.

The ghost rope that tightly strangled his neck was torn off abruptly, and a deep strangle mark on his neck was clearly visible.

The ghost rope seemed to be unresponsive when it fell into his hands. It seemed to have lost its strange ability, and it also fell silent.

But Yang Jian knew that there was no ghost rope.

It's just that this thing is very calm when it's in his hands, but once it's out of his hands, it's another terrifying ghost.

After all, only ghosts can deal with ghosts.

Accompanied by the sound of the car starting.

Yang Jian drove a pickup truck and left the community with a ghost mirror, preparing to return to Guanjiang Community.

He didn't start looking for the source ghost.

There is no chance of winning that way, but it should not die.

Because the source ghost is a real ghost.

According to the plan, even if it succeeds, Yang Jian only has the capital to contact the source ghost, and it will not be the same as before. He only has to escape for his life. If he wants to solve it, he must implement the second step of the plan.

But before that, he wanted to see what happened to the people who stayed in the community before, whether they died or not.

"Woooo~!"

Residents on a certain floor of Guanjiang Community heard suppressed cries.

They are Wang Bin and Wang Haiyan.

There was a dead body in front of them, covered with a white cloth, and two candles were lit beside it, emitting a faint light in this hazy place, making the surroundings look extraordinarily gloomy.

Anyone in such an environment would be scared to death.

But Wang Bin and his wife are not shy and afraid.

Because the corpse in front of them was their dead daughter, and it was nothing to them who had seen real ghosts.

The daughter's corpse won't hurt herself, and there are more terrifying things wandering outside.

"I'll take my daughter's body down and cremate it later. I can't put it down anymore. If I put it down again, it will rot." Wang Bin was silent for a long time before making a decision.

"No, it's too dangerous outside. Our food and water reserves can last for more than a month. Don't take risks." Wang Haiyan cried while holding her husband's hand, not wanting him to take risks.

Wang Bin said: "Then you can't just watch your daughter's body rot here? You don't have to worry, I won't make a sound, and if I don't provoke those things, it should be fine. There is diesel oil prepared by Mr. Zhang outside. I cremated my daughter's body." Just come back."

Although he was trembling, in fear.

But the duty of being a father does not allow such a tragic thing to happen, even if it is risky, he must fulfill his last responsibility.

"That's it."

Wang Bin didn't want to hesitate too much. He is a successful person with strong self-control. He knew that the longer he hesitated, the easier it would be for him to back down. Only by working hard can he get things done.

Soon, he made preparations, and with Wang Haiyan's help, he carried Wang Shanshan's body on his back and went out.

Wang Haiyan didn't stop her in the end, she just cried and said, "Be careful."

"Keep your voice down, I'm leaving, you close the door here and wait, I'll be back when I'm done."

Wang Bin scolded in a low voice, he supported the corpse behind him with one hand, and walked out the door with a candle in the other.

Without electricity, candles were the only means of lighting.

But the candle in his hand is not a ghost candle, it can't drive away the ghost, it can only illuminate the road ahead, so that he can avoid falling and falling.

But carrying her daughter's body on her back, holding a candle, and facing the horror that may appear around her at any time.

Wang Bin was trembling all over.

A successful man in his forties was originally high-spirited, thinking that there were no difficulties to defeat him, but now he knew that he was wrong.

Terror struck, and he was as terrified and hopeless as everyone else.

If it weren't for the responsibility of being a father to support him, he would probably have collapsed.

Chapter 264 Ghost Eye Detective Online

"Is there no light here?"

When Yang Jian returned to Guanjiang District again, he found that it was as dark as the rest of the city, without any lights on.

The black and blue haze shrouded the place, seeming to swallow up this last safe place.

During the period of his death, everything went as expected, and there were no unexpected miracles. I thought that the criminal police headquarters would come up with some solutions, but now it seems that everything is still up to me.

"The fact that the lights are not on doesn't mean that those people are dead, at least the people in the safe house can't die."

With this in mind, Yang Jian stopped at the door.

At this moment, the outer door of the house is closed, and the curtains on each floor are drawn, so you can't see what's going on inside, and you can't feel any popularity, just like a lifeless look.

"This should be the best situation."

Yang Jian glanced at it, but felt a little relieved.

If there is an accident here, it is impossible to be so normal. If the door is opened and the glass window is broken, it proves that terror has invaded here, and most of the people inside have already been killed.

He took the ghost mirror and walked in ignoring the blocking of the door.

Put this very important ghost mirror on the fifth floor and lock it into the room to ensure that it will not be lost in the next action.

He smelled the lingering corpse odor on his body.

Yang Jian had to change his clothes and take a bath in the swimming pool on the third floor to get rid of the smell.

but no.

He still has this corpse smell on his body, but it has faded a lot, and the corpse spots on his hands are still extremely clear, and have not diminished because of his resurrection.

Yang Jian frowned.

To be honest, he is not very happy when his physical condition has become like this, because these symptoms make him move closer to the dead. He just retains his own consciousness. Just like a real ghost.

"Who~!"

Suddenly, he noticed something, the flesh on his chest was split, and a strange eye emitted a red light, instantly covering it.

The haze was dispelled, replaced by scarlet.

The ghost realm opened instantly.

Just used a ghost eye.

"Ah~!"