The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 275 Day Six

"The fifth day has passed, and it's time to let them out."

Zhao Yi glanced at the lobby of the ancient house, and after confirming that all the ghosts had disappeared, the ancient house was covered by a faint blue light, and the sixth-level game ghosts were used by him.

An unbelievable scene appeared for Yang Jian, Liu Qingqing and others.

Among the ghostly blue ghosts, streams of data flowed down, and soon, the bodies of Brother Qin, Li Yang, and Xiao Bin reappeared.

"The nightmare is over, go back to your bodies."

Zhao Yi whispered something, and the three of them opened their eyes at the same time, with a little confusion in their eyes.

"This is us?" Li Yang was the first to react, and he looked at Yang Jian.

"Captain, are we leaving that haunted house? Or is the fifth day over?"

"I haven't left the ancient house yet, it's the sixth day now." Yang Jian heard Li Yang's voice come back to his senses and said back and forth.

"It's really unbelievable, Zhao Yi, are you trying to restart?" Zhou Deng walked up to Xiao Bin and Li Yang, and rubbed them.

The ghosts in the three people's bodies have not disappeared, they are still in the body, and the state is no different from before.

"The ability to restart is to return the time of the ghost creature to a certain node in the past, but this method is obviously different. The ghosts have already left, and it has been a long time since they were turned into that blue light spot. Restarting should not be possible. to this extent."

Yang Jian looked at Zhao Yi with a little curiosity on his face.

"Aside from the time, the restart is to restart the whole ghost together, but now only Li Yang and the others are restarted. I think this should be another ability?"

"It's really not a restart. I can't use that ability yet. I prefer to call this method a rollback." Zhao Yi said.

Zhao Yi really doesn't have the ability to restart.

He just turned other people into data and recorded it in the ghost, and then restored it through data recording to achieve a different kind of restart.

At the very least, he can't do that kind of range restart now, because the reverberation needs to read the data, and without the support of the data, he can't roll back for others except himself.

If a teammate is suddenly killed by a ghost, Zhao Yi will not be able to reverse the time and save the opponent.

He doesn't have the ability to restart after others' trial and error.

Of course, this is only for the time being. After all, what Zhao Yi has activated now is only the seventh-level ghost creature. When he uses the eighth-level ghost creature, it may usher in a turning point.

But even so, the ability to backtrack is quite terrifying, because Zhao Yi can reverberate as a whole, not just targeting himself.

"Return to file? This term really suits you." Yang Jian thoughtfully.

"It's a pity, I thought you could use the restart now." Zhou Deng was a little disappointed. If Zhao Yi could use the restart, then there would be a chance of trial and error if anything happened in the future, as long as Zhao Yi didn't have any accidents. up.

"The suppression of the ancient house is gone. You should still have the risk of the ghost recovering, right? Can you use your ghost power next?" Yang Jian looked at Zhou Deng and asked.

Zhou Deng had been wearing a human skin mask to protect himself before, and he never used supernatural power once. It wasn't that he didn't want to use it, but that he had the risk of the ghost being revived, otherwise he wouldn't have taken the supernatural bus.

"Short-term use shouldn't be a problem." Zhou Deng said: "I can no longer feel the restlessness of the ghost's recovery, but it's also because I haven't used the ability of the ghost too much. It depends on the situation."

Yang Jian said: "That's good."

After speaking, he looked towards the roof of the old house.

The red balloon was wrapped around the arm of Yang Xiaohua's corpse, suspending the corpse in mid-air, fluttering, neither flying away nor falling down.

"I'm going to put her down. I might need to use that red balloon today."

It was the sixth day, and Yang Jian decided to put Yang Xiaohua down at this time. The premise was that she hadn't died. If she died, then there was no way to take the red balloon away.

soon.

Yang Jian walked up a few steps along the wall, came to the side of Yang Xiaohua's body in mid-air, and directly stretched out his hand to tear off the yellow paper covering her face.

This yellow paper can put a living person into a state of suspended animation and will not be attacked by ghosts, but correspondingly you cannot move, you need someone to tear this yellow paper again to wake you up, otherwise you may be like this for the rest of your life.

Lost the yellow paper that covered his face.

Yang Xiaohua no longer possesses any supernatural powers.

The red balloon's restraint on her disappeared, and her whole body fell from the midair and landed on the ground.

The weightlessness of the fall and the sharp pain from the butt made Yang Xiaohua sit up instantly.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but stood beside him and clenched the cracked spear in his hand.

If there is any abnormality, Yang Xiaohua will be nailed to death directly.

"Why didn't you let me down until now." Yang Xiaohua said a little frantically at this moment: "I've been hanging in mid-air for the past few days and I'm almost going crazy."

"Are you still conscious?" Yang Jian asked with a flickering expression.

"I'm not dead at all, but I can't move my body, and my head is very clear." Yang Xiaohua said.

Yang Jian looked at Zhou Deng.

Zhou Deng said: "This situation is slightly different from my previous ones. Maybe the yellow paper is incomplete, so the effect of deep sleep is not so perfect, so the consciousness is clear. It seems that the more complete the yellow paper is, the better the effect of sealing a person is. , what is incomplete is defective.”

Zhao Yi looked at them and walked to the side of the coffin to check it. He didn't dare to open the coffin, but just felt whether there was any supernatural power inside.

"Is there anything wrong with the coffin?" Liu Qingqing asked.

"No problem, at least right now." Zhao Yi said after confirming the situation.

"Let's rest for a while, and you can leave when the funeral is completed."

Zhao Yi pulled up a grand chair in the lobby and sat down.

He didn't have the idea of ​​staying in the haunted house in Huihun Ye. Zhang Dong's recovery was too dangerous, and he couldn't bet his life here.

Facing Zhang Dong, there was no difference in strength at that time. It was completely a gamble. If you were not attacked, you would survive. If you were attacked, you would only die.

Although the red balloon can ignore Zhang Dong's suppression and take people away, it also has an upper limit.

Now apart from Zhao Yi, there are six people, Yang Xiaohua is an ordinary person, and the remaining five are ghost masters, it is not easy to fly.

"What do you mean? Don't you wait until the seventh day to leave together?" Zhou Deng was a little puzzled.

"I'm not a messenger. Why should I wait until the seventh day? Didn't I say before that I'm here to attend the funeral, not a funeral attendant?" Zhao Yi looked at Zhou Deng.

"Uh, I thought you were joking at that time, but since you plan to leave by yourself, why don't you take me with you, anyway, I don't think I have anything to do with Huihun Ye." Zhou Deng said with a sneer.

(End of this chapter)