The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 185

After walking around Huanggang Village, but found nothing, Yang Jian couldn't help feeling anxious.

Finding a deserted alley, Yang Jian took out the human skin paper again.

"Tell me, how to determine the time of this ghost creature? Otherwise, before I die here, I will definitely hand you over to Painted Skin Ghost."

Yang Jian's tone was cold, and he looked at the human skin paper with a serious expression and asked.

It's a pity that there is no response on the human skin paper, it is still blank.

"Aren't you going to say it? It seems that I can send you to Painted Skin Ghost right now." Yang Jian made a gesture and headed towards the middle of Huanggang Village.

In the end, maybe the human skin paper felt that the Painted Skin Ghost was a threat to him in some way, but the crooked handwriting still appeared on it.

"My name is Yang Jian. When you read this sentence, I am already dead, at the hands of Painted Skin Ghost."

"I want to leave this ghost, but because of the human skin, I'm not sure about the time here. In the end, I had no choice but to leave after 24 hours."

"But I'm dead."

Yang Jian frowned, it seems that "tomorrow" has nothing to do with 24 hours.

"Tell me, how do you find tomorrow?"

The handwriting on the human skin paper disappeared, and another line of scarlet words appeared.

"I was reminded by the human skin paper, and I realized that if you want the ghosts to come, the first thing you need to do is to let the concept of time appear in the ghosts."

"I have observed that the street lights of the ghosts are always on. The street lights represent the time of night. The street lights have not changed, which means that the day has not come."

"Without the transformation of day and night, 'the next day' never comes."

"There is only one way to change the street lights. After countless attempts, I finally know the way, and that is to let the ghosts appear."

Yang Jian frowned, when did the ghosts appear, and did the street lights change?

"How should I let the ghost appear?"

Faced with Yang Jian's question, the human skin paper did not respond.

"Are you sure you don't want to tell me? Then I'll send you to Painted Skin Ghost. Anyway, if you don't tell me your birth path, it won't work for me."

After several threats, the human skin paper finally reappeared with writing.

"After constant attempts, I finally found a way to make ghosts appear time, that is to make ghosts aware of the existence of time."

"This ghost is too terrifying. Only when it realizes that there is time in the ghost creature, will time appear in this place."

"To make Li Gui aware of the existence of time, I must find a prop that can make Li Gui aware of this aspect."

"In desperation, I began to think carefully. I recalled the experience of the ghost messenger, when Zhao Yi and I changed the subconscious mind of the ghost messenger."

The words of the human skin paper came to an abrupt end, no matter how threatened Yang Jian was, the human skin paper did not respond.

"Change the consciousness of ghosts, do you want me to use ghost newspapers?"

Ghost newspapers possess the ability to alter other people's memories and subconscious minds.

At that time, the ghost messenger was changed by the ghost newspaper to change his subconscious mind, causing him to mistakenly believe that his suppression quota was only three, and after taking out the imitation version of the coffin nail, he even thought that his suppression quota was zero.

"But I always feel that something is wrong. The human skin paper seems to be tempting me to use the ghost newspaper to deal with the painted skin ghost, or it wants to lure me to take a shot at the painted skin ghost."

Yang Jian frowned, what the human skin paper said just now really made him feel puzzled.

The human skin paper did not say that he escaped after using the ghost newspaper, but only said that he recalled what happened when the ghost was sent.

"If it is to make Li Gui aware of the existence of time, then this ghost newspaper has the possibility of doing it. As long as it is written in the newspaper that it has come to tomorrow to change Li Gui's face, he can leave."

It has to be said that although human skin paper likes to dig holes, there is indeed a possibility of completion.

"However, I always feel that there is a better way, but the human skin is unwilling to tell me. Could it be that there is an easier way, but is that too beneficial to me?"

After taking back the human skin paper, Yang Jian returned and prepared to return to the building.

However, just when he turned around, a pale and bloodless face appeared in front of him. It was a face with a strange smile, and it was less than five centimeters away from Yang Jian's face.

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, he was startled, he thought the ghost was going to attack him, but he didn't move, just stood there.

"Could it be time for dinner?" Yang Jian took out his mobile phone and looked at it. It was 21:[-]. According to the real time, it would have passed the time for lunch long ago.

"It seems like what the human skin paper said, there is no time in ghosts, so after such a long time, there is no such thing as eating."

Leaving the spot, Yang Jian walked towards the depths of Huanggang Village.

Others also returned to the building one after another at this time, discussing their own discoveries.

"Yang Jian, you're back." Seeing this, Li Yi asked Yang Jian, "Did you find anything?"

"I have an idea in my mind, you probably haven't encountered such things as clocks, have you?" Yang Jian said coldly with a solemn expression.

"It's been more than five hours since we came to this building, but we still haven't eaten, isn't it strange?"

Jiang Shangbai said: "Isn't this very good? Don't you want to eat some more of that stuff?"

Yang Jian gave him a cold look, but due to polite reasons, he could only continue to explain:

"Generally speaking, in ancient times, people would eat two meals a day, one for breakfast and one for dinner. After two meals, the day is over."

"The ghost gave us tea just now, and we can naturally prepare meals. If we don't eat now, doesn't it mean that in the eyes of the ghost, time has not passed?"

Cao Yang's eyes lit up when he heard the words, "This makes sense. After breakfast and dinner, the day will pass, and tomorrow will come naturally."

"I haven't eaten now, which means that this ghost has no concept of time, and tomorrow has never come."

"So we can take the initiative to prepare meals now? After dinner, it's time for the afternoon?" Feng Quan asked puzzled.

"It's possible, but I'm more worried that the guests will be rude if they skip the host to eat and prepare the meals."

Yang Jian said. "I have another suggestion. I have a supernatural item that can change the subconscious of Li Gui. At that time, he was responsible for changing the number of ghosts suppressed. Maybe we can try this method."

"Change the subconscious of Li Gui to make it think that it is tomorrow, so that we may be able to leave."

Yang Jian's words made everyone look at him with fear.

Supernatural things related to memory are always the most dreadful.

(End of this chapter)