Mysterious recovery

But this city is Tong Qian's hometown, and he has not given up on this city, so there is no new person in charge here, so Yang Jian's team has to take care of it.

But that's also a good thing.

At least the Caesars Hotel can be controlled by Yang Jian himself, so as not to be messed up by some ghost masters who don't know the heights of the heavens and the earth, and it can't end in the end.

"Tong Qian has almost recovered, we can go back to Dachang City." Afterwards, Li Yang received a message from Tong Qian.

At this moment, Yang Jian was talking to the city's liaison officer: "The blockade of the Caesar Hotel must continue, and it must last for a long time. Don't allow people to set foot in that area. This is related to the safety of the city. As for other things, I will It has been settled, and the supernatural event will not happen again, you can relax for a while, I will return to Dachang City today, so the next step is your job."

"Team Yang, please rest assured, we will do a good job." The liaison officer said there was no problem.

"very good."

Yang Jian believed that a person who can be a liaison officer should have the awareness, so he didn't say much, and then he and Li Yang disappeared in the same place immediately, and then they turned back to the hospital and took Tong Qian away. Go directly to Dachang City.

Dachang City is not far from here.

While Huang Quan was on his way, he arrived at the familiar Guanjiang community within 1 minute.

"The business trip is over, you all go back to rest first, I'll take care of the rest." Yang Jian said.

"Okay, since I have nothing else to do, I'll go back and rest first."

Li Yang handed over the bag containing the burning bones.

After Yang passed by, he looked at Tong Qian again: "There is a ghost behind you. Before this problem is solved, you must pay attention to your own travel. Don't get out of control, and pay more attention to what is behind you. Make sure that the ghost is by your side, instead of disappearing when you turn around at some point, this is Dachang City, there must be no chaos, I hope you understand."

"I know, I will be responsible for myself." Tong Qian nodded.

There are uncontrollable factors in him, so naturally we need to pay more attention.

"That's good." Yang Jian nodded.

He and Tong Qian were ghost masters at the same time. They have known each other for a long time, and they are not newcomers. What should be done can definitely be done well, so he can rest assured.

After Yang Jian, Li Yang and Tong Qian separated, they came to the safe house. He stored the burning bones and sorted things out.

Looking at his scorched hands, he thought for a while, and took out the gold gloves that hadn't been used for a while, and put them on.

The strange flame was still burning in the ghost's hand, and the smell of burning was lingering. In order to prevent the ghost from affecting the surroundings, he had to put on the gloves again.

"Some of the supernatural situations this time have aggravated my own erosion by the ghost lake."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he knew that he would soon have to find a way to face the new spiritual recovery.

What is difficult is not the supernatural furnace that burns bones, but the water of the ghost lake that is constantly eroding itself.

He looked down slightly at his feet.

A damp footprint was left where it stood.

The moisture on his body is already heavy.

If the fire was not still burning in the hands of the ghost, he would probably be dripping water right now.

But Yang Jian was not particularly worried, because although the situation was serious this time, it was not as dangerous as the previous few times. He was confident that he could solve it by himself. After all, he still had the two extreme backhands of ghost cabinet and human skin paper.

He held the ghost scissors casually.

The curse on his body appeared in front of his eyes.

Yang Jian glanced at the corner, the red wooden cabinet was still standing there strangely, but in front of the wooden cabinet, there was a terrifying and vague ghost figure blocking it.

It was also a terrifying ghost, capable of fulfilling the wishes of living people, but at the cost of a relative dying.

"Are you still in a stalemate?" Yang Jian put down the ghost scissors and thought to himself.

The curse of the ghost cabinet is really annoying enough, no matter whether he stopped the transaction, or hacked the ghost cabinet with a hatchet, this thing was always with him.

In the end, he used the wish stickers and the ghost cabinet to make wishes that conflicted with each other, and temporarily dealt with the curse.

But how long it will last, he still doesn't know.

I only know that the curse of the ghost cabinet has not yet appeared.

Yang Jian, who was used to it, didn't get entangled in this matter. He walked out of the safe house, paused in the community, and suddenly looked in one direction of the community.

That is Wang Shanshan's residence.

There is also a golden door there.

The first thousand and 190 chapters of the unexpected person's visit

It was only when Yang Jian returned to Guanjiang Community that he remembered that there was also a golden door in Wang Shanshan's residence.

It was not a building in the community, but a building in the Republic of China that was not demolished when the Guanjiang community was established. The previous ghost mirror and ghost cabinet came from two rooms there, and he didn't know what was in the third room. have what.

Because that door is made of gold.

A building from the period of the Republic of China used gold to make a door. Most of the things inside were terrifying, so he suppressed his curiosity and did not try to open it.

But this trip to the Caesar Hotel made Yang Jian have an extra guess.

For he also set up a golden gate there.

Do the two have something in common?

The door may not be for holding some horrible ghosts, but it may lead to a certain place.

Because the way ghost masters in the Republic of China imprisoned ghosts was different from the way they are now. People in that period used ghosts to imprison ghosts. It must be special to suddenly create a golden door here.

If it's just to imprison a ghost, then it's too extravagant.

Yang Jian watched from a distance, his gaze passed through the building, ignored the courtyard wall, and finally stopped on the second floor of that building.

The golden door in his eyes is still intact.

It's just that a thick layer of paint was painted on the door, making the door look inconspicuous.

After a while, Yang Jian looked away.

"Now is not the time to try to open that door. I can't even deal with the Caesar Hotel. If there is really another spiritual place behind that door, then I can't deal with it now."

Yang Jian felt that he still needed to grow and improve, and go further on the road of being a ghost master. Only in this way can he be sure to understand more things.

soon.

He turned and left, returning home.

Just like his previous habit, he wanted to record this experience, and the person in charge of recording must not be himself, but ordinary people who have not been infected with supernatural powers.

Therefore, Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan who are beside Yang Jian have always been engaged in this work.

The two of them are tight-lipped about the contents of the notebook, and they don't even look at other parts that don't belong to their own records, because they know that it is not a good thing to know more about such supernatural things.

The time is now afternoon.

Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan are still working in Shangtong Building, the house is empty, and mother Zhang Fen seems to have returned to her hometown again.

"Let's go to the company and have a look."

Yang Jian didn't stay here alone. He threw the cracked spear into the swimming pool on the fourth floor of his home and was about to leave.

But at this moment, the doorbell on the first floor door suddenly rang.

"Ok?"

Yang Jian's expression changed, and he turned his eyes to the direction where the voice came from. His ghost eyes ignored the blocking of the wall and saw the situation outside the door.

Standing outside the door was a beautiful woman in sunglasses and a windbreaker.

"is her?"

Yang Jian frowned, but still went downstairs and opened the door.

"Mr. Yang, hello, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

The woman took off her sunglasses, revealing an almost flawless face with a faint smile, which suddenly reminded Yang Jian of a strange portrait.

"He Yuelian."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "You actually found me here from Tai O City, it's not easy."

He Yuelian said: "Mr. Yang is so famous, everyone knows that you live in Dachang City, but it seems that Mr. Yang's personal information is not confidential enough. There are many people in the community staring at you. You have easily identified Mr. Yang's whereabouts, I think Mr. Yang has to fire the manager of the community and replace him with someone to manage the place."

"However, before that, isn't Mr. Yang going to invite me to sit in?"

"Come in." Yang Jian gestured.

He Yuelian walked in, she looked at the living room a little, and then said: "I really didn't expect that Dui Yang, the person in charge of Dachang City, lived in such a simple and shabby life, even inferior to ordinary wealthy businessmen."

"I don't welcome strangers here. If you come to me just to talk nonsense, you can get out now."

Yang Jian sat on the sofa, his expression was very indifferent, his attitude was also very tough, and he was not polite at all.

"Don't forget, your life is always in my hands. As long as I want to, you don't even need me to take action, you will commit suicide yourself. When facing a person who can control your life, your best posture is to let go A little lower, this is not Tai O City, and I am not the suitors around you. You can survive not because of how good-looking you are, nor because of how rich you are, but because you have a familiar Face."

"I see."

He Yuelian smiled slightly: "I came here precisely for this matter, so I bought a house in this community and moved here, in order to be closer to Mr. Yang."

"You can't stay in Tai O City anymore, come to me and seek asylum."

Yang Jian said indifferently: "People like you have lost the protection of power and status, and those who offended you before are enough to tear you to pieces."

"Mr. Yang, don't say that. At least I still have some use value for Mr. Yang. For a person who is of use value, I believe that Mr. Yang will never mind my approaching."

He Yuelian said: "And I am also very willing to cooperate with Mr. Yang to solve the mystery of my appearance."

"If I were interested in your secret, I would have tied you to Dachang City when I left Da'ao City, but I didn't do that. Do you know why?" Yang Jian asked.

He Yuelian pretended to think about it for a while: "Is it because I will bring some uncertain and terrifying ghosts?"

"It seems that you still have a certain degree of self-knowledge."

Yang Jian stared at her and said, "You are a poor person. Your birth, even your growth, appearance, experience and even death are not up to you to decide. You are someone's pawn, and everything about you is in your hands." Being manipulated, anyone approaching you rashly may suffer bad luck. I don't want to get involved in your matter yet, so I don't want to pay attention to you, and I don't even want you to stay in Dachang City, because the potential trouble is always trouble."

He Yuelian's eyes moved slightly. She didn't understand her situation, but as a smart woman, she was naturally unwilling to be manipulated like this. Her only chance to break free was to rely on a top ghost master in the supernatural circle.

And among the people she knew, who could compare to Dachang City's ghost-eyed Yang Jian.

So here she is.

Come with enough sincerity and enough awareness.

"So Team Yang is going to drive me away?" He Yuelian asked.

"Your sudden arrival has made me undecided how to deal with you. Maybe I will kill you, maybe drive you away, or maybe keep you."

Yang Jian stated his three considerations very straightforwardly.

He doesn't need to beat around the bush when he speaks and does things now, nor does he need any cover-ups.

Because he doesn't need to cater to anyone, but everyone needs to cater to him.

"It seems that I am not completely hopeless."

He Yuelian smiled, she smiled happily, her face that was so perfect that it was almost weird stretched out, enough to make any man obsessed.

This is a disaster-like face.

But in Yang Jian's view, it was a sign of the arrival of the strange.

"I remember that you should be 25 years old this year." Yang Jianhu's expression moved slightly, and he asked a question that didn't matter.

"Yes, I'm already 25 years old, but it's a fictional age. In fact, my birthday will only be 25 years old next month." He Yuelian answered very seriously when faced with such a far-fetched question.

She can be frivolous, but she absolutely dare not ignore Yang Jian's inquiry.

Even if it's a small problem.

Yang Jian said: "There is a painting in which the woman looks the same as you. How old do you think she was when that painting was drawn? 25 or 26?"

He Yuelian's expression changed drastically when she heard this: "Do you think that when I am the same age as the girl in the painting, that's when certain things should happen?"

"Besides this, I can't think of any other possibility, unless you are a failed work, existence is not that important." Yang Jian looked at her and said.

Talking to a smart person is really worry-free, and He Yuelian has already realized her situation in a word.

Age, no, but an agreed time.

Once the appointed time comes, maybe some incredible things will happen.

"Mr. Yang, your speculation is indeed very reasonable. That day may really come soon." He Yuelian took a few deep breaths: "Then what should I do?"

"You don't have to be so euphemistic. What can you do as an ordinary person? Why don't you just say, what can I help you with?"