Offering flowers before the Buddha

"I am Yang Jian. By the time you read this, I've already been dead..."
A strange parchment, an eye that peeks into the darkness. This is the memoir of a person who survived.

Nyoi-Bo Studio

Mysterious Revival

Vicky_

He left the headquarters dormitory building.


Yang Jian wasn't in a hurry to leave; he wandered about, searching, and then went under the ground and disappeared.


He arrived deep underground, at a very hidden place.


This was where supernatural objects were stored. Initially, Cao Yanhua had brought him here, trying to convince him to give up the position of team leader with these objects.


So today, he was here to take away a supernatural object that should have belonged to him.


Yang Jian passed many rooms but wasn't interested in any of them because he had no need for those things.


He went straight to a room that housed the Corpse Wrapping Cloth.


This was something he had already predetermined and chosen for himself.


"Just in case I can't withstand the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box, this item could be used for me," Yang Jian thought to himself.


Chapter 590: Enveloping Everyone