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.

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Mysterious Revival

Vicky_

Yang Jian looked at the new characters that emerged on the skin parchment and immediately perked up, becoming especially serious.


Because this time, the information on the skin parchment didn't spell death for him, which meant that the curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box was not necessarily fatal; there was a way to break it.


Now, the plan involving the bus had been dismissed.


The plan involving Caesar Hotel had been dismissed.


If the skin parchment's plan was too difficult or too dangerous, then Yang Jian would have to reconsider the Ghost Cabinet.


Sitting on the sofa, Yang Jian looked at the skin parchment in his hands, where the black characters surfaced, forming a new message.


"The curse of the Eight-Tone Music Box is terrifying. I tried many methods, but in the end, none of them worked. I felt despair and had even prepared for death. However, just when my life fell into the darkest pit, someone appeared."


Chapter 615: A New Trap