Mysterious recovery

"You robber, return my coffin..." A faint voice echoed in the coffin shop with resentment.

"A robber? Who said I was a robber? Didn't I come to settle the coffin money for you? But your goods have not been delivered yet, and there are still four coffins left. After you hand over the rest of the goods to me, I promise How about paying off all the payments in one go?" Yang Jian said.

"I don't believe you, and you will no longer be welcome here." The voice full of resentment sounded again.

Yang Jian said: "If you don't believe me, I can't help it. Since you don't send the remaining four coffins, it will be a breach of contract. Now I will not only not pay for the previous eight coffins, but also have to pay for the remaining four coffins." I ask you for two hundred yuan in compensation for my mental damage."

"So right now you owe me two hundred yuan, and I'll take four of your coffins in exchange for the money. Each of your coffins is worth ten yuan. After I finish taking your remaining four coffins, you still owe me 160 yuan. "

"Now I'm your creditor. It's only natural to pay back the debt. You can't renege on your debt."

"..." The voice in the coffin shop suddenly fell silent.

Even Lin Yunhui on the side looked at Yang Jian with wide eyes.

Can the account be calculated like this?

This is even more profiteer than profiteer.

Yang Jian sneered and said nothing at the moment, wasn't he just playing tricks?I will too.

After playing around, it's not about who's fist is bigger.

The coffin shop can make rules, so you can make rules yourself, why should you play by other people's rules?

While speaking, Yang Jian had already rushed into the coffin shop.

At this moment, the coffin shop has returned to its previous appearance, without any danger.

Even if the coffin shop is a black shop, profiteers still have to follow certain rules. Now Yang Jian who re-entered the coffin shop is a customer, and this coffin shop seems to be unable to take care of customers casually.

The reason why it was dangerous before may be because Yang Jian snatched the red coffin.

Yang Jian also found that as long as he entered the coffin shop, as long as he didn't mess around, it seemed that the coffin shop couldn't do anything to him. At most, he used some means to scare him.

He ignored some weird phenomena in the coffin shop, but set his eyes on a red coffin.

"This time the coffin shop is on alert. Don't be too greedy. Just grab one coffin at a time. Although it's a bit troublesome, it won't take much time if you go a few more times." Yang Jian thought to himself.

Immediately afterwards, he lifted up a coffin.

And at this moment, the light outside the coffin shop suddenly dimmed, and then a terrifying supernatural scene appeared. At this moment, Yang Jian was pulled into the supernatural land.

But now Yang Jian was well prepared. He immediately broke the boundary between reality and the supernatural, escaped directly from this supernatural place, and at the same time took away the coffin smoothly.

Sure enough, the coffin shop has nothing to do with the current Yang Jian.

Because the ability to break the boundary between reality and spirit is too inexplicable.

"It succeeded very smoothly." Yang Jian, who returned to Taiping Ancient Town again, looked at the coffin next to him without hesitation, and immediately sank it into the ghost lake.

Immediately afterwards, he turned back to Ghost Street again, and after a while, he appeared in front of the coffin shop again.

"Bandits, robbers..." At this moment, the venomous voice echoed in the coffin shop.

"It seems that you have succeeded again." Lin Yunhui, who had been standing outside the coffin shop, said.

Yang Jian replied: "As long as you are not greedy, you can succeed every time. This coffin shop is bound by certain rules, so you can't do anything directly to me. Now is not the time to talk. There are still three coffins left inside. Let's talk after a few coffins have been moved away."

With that said, he stepped into the coffin shop again.

Repeated tricks.

As soon as Yang Jian picked up the coffin, he immediately used the supernatural power of the bus, breaking the boundary between reality and supernatural places, and directly returned to Taiping Ancient Town in reality.

There is no way to stop the coffin shop from moving so quickly, and can only watch Yang Jian rob a coffin once again.

Although Yang Jian knew that the coffin shop was very dangerous, as long as he didn't confront him directly, he would be fine.

About a few minutes passed.

Yang Jian stood in front of the coffin shop for the third time.

Perhaps the coffin shop realized that there was nothing to do with Yang Jian, and the faint voice sounded: "Don't come again, as long as you agree, I can give you a sum of money."

"Opening the door for business, there is no reason to refuse customers. Not only do I come now, but I will come every once in a while." Yang Jian was very thick-skinned, and he didn't think there was any problem with what he did.

There was no sound in the coffin shop, but at this moment, there was a cold breeze, and then many colorful paper money appeared from nowhere, and were blown by the breeze and flew around the shop.

Those paper money ranged from three yuan to seven yuan, and there were a lot of them.

After a little sweep, it adds up to at least two or three hundred yuan.

Such a huge sum of money made Yang Jian stop in his tracks, and his eyes lit up.

"A lot of money." Lin Yunhui was also attracted by such a large sum of money.

"As long as you don't come again, the money is yours." The voice of the coffin shop sounded, this time the voice seemed a little humble, and it was a compromise to Yang Jian.

Looking at the three coffins left in the shop and the paper money flying around the shop, Yang Jian couldn't help but weigh them.

Counting Lin Yunhui's, he has robbed ten coffins in total. Now the coffins are indeed enough, but the devil's money is in short supply.

He also owed Sister Hong one hundred yuan.

It's better to accept this ghost money first, after all, ghost money can buy other things besides coffins.

"Okay, I promise you, give me all the money in the store, and I don't need to continue robbing the coffin shop." Yang Jian's footsteps stopped at the door of the coffin shop.

As soon as the words come out.

The next moment, a gust of wind blew out from the shop, carrying a lot of colorful paper money with it.

It seems that the coffin shop is afraid that Yang Jian will go back on his word.

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The coffin shop chose to compromise at this moment, and was willing to take the initiative to lose money to Yang Jian, just in exchange for him not to rob again.

Looking at the paper money flying all over the sky in front of him, Yang Jian finally realized his conscience, decided to accept it as soon as it was good, and agreed to a deal with the coffin shop.

Stretching out his ghost hand, Yang Jian quickly grabbed the ghost money.

Soon, there was a thick stack of colorful banknotes in his hand. Counting them carefully, including the 36 yuan in his hand before, there are now a total of 230 yuan.

The coffin shop actually paid Yang Jian two hundred yuan in one go.

Whether this money is placed now or during the period of the Republic of China, it is a huge sum of money.

"It seems that this coffin shop is really afraid of being robbed, otherwise how could it be willing to pay so much money." Yang Jian thought to himself.

In other words, this coffin shop used to be a black-hearted business and earned too much money. It dared to sell a coffin for 36 yuan. The two hundred yuan used to be worth five or six coffins.

But no matter what, Yang Jian's trip was worth it.

He took a deep look at the coffin shop.

Yang Jian no longer stepped in, but turned and left.

This time he really left Ghost Street and Taiping Ancient Town, and it is estimated that he will not set foot here again for a long time.

"Let's go back to Dachang City."

Yang Jian had to start thinking of a way to solve the problem of his ghost's recovery.

With a red coffin as a guarantee, he somewhat had some confidence that he would not be completely helpless. After all, it was impossible to lie down in the coffin and survive for a while, but that kind of result was not what he wanted to see.

In this era, supernatural powers are completely out of control, many things still need to be done by Yang Jian, and he can't rest yet.

In less than a moment.

Yang Jian had already arrived in Dachang City with Lin Yunhui.

"This is the city I'm in charge of. My task is to deal with all the supernatural events in this city and nearby to ensure the normal life of ordinary people. However, due to a battle, many people in charge have died. Now there is a serious shortage of manpower. , In some cities, no one is responsible for handling supernatural events, so now I have to take care of the safety of the other six or seven small cities nearby."

Lin Yunhui took a look at Dachang City, she nodded and said: "It is indeed a very peaceful city, there are no supernatural events happening, it is already a luxury to have such a place where you can live and work in peace and contentment in this era, what did you do? Things are admirable."

Regardless of Yang Jian's character and virtue, he has truly protected the residents of a city and saved millions of people from being threatened by supernatural events. This alone is enough to be respected.

Moreover, Yang Jian didn't live a luxurious life, nor did he commit any crimes, and everything was just running around for survival.

No matter what era it is in, such a person is a living Bodhisattva, worthy of burning incense and worshiping.

If it were someone with selfishness and desires, they would probably already be drinking and singing every night.

"I have limited abilities alone, and I don't have the skills to separate myself, so I still need the help of my teammates. Since you have chosen to join my team, you must also shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. From today onwards, you have to help deal with supernatural events. Of course, You can also refuse." Yang Jian looked at her and said.

"Why should you refuse? Fight against the supernatural, ensure the normal life of ordinary people, and extend the life of the living. This is what every ghost master should do. Although the era of the Republic of China was chaotic, it was because of their different ideas. Fights and conflicts, but even so, it is everyone's consensus to fight against ghosts."

"I'd be happy to help you deal with supernatural events and protect the safety of the city." Lin Yunhui said very seriously.

"It's not enough to just talk but not do it. I want to see your achievements."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he brought Lin Yunhui to Shangtong Building, and went to Liu Xiaoyu's office.

At this moment, many staff members in Liu Xiaoyu's office are busy. They are constantly answering calls, recording files, and then determining where there may be supernatural events.

"Yang Jian, you're here." Liu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up when she saw Yang Jian appear, and she immediately stood up.

"Mr. Yang." The others greeted one after another.

"Yang Jian." Yang Xiaohua also looked happy. Like the eagle, she was resurrected by supernatural powers, and now she is working for Yang Jian.

"To make a long story short, this is Lin Yunhui, a ghost master I just recruited. From today onwards, she will join my team to help me deal with supernatural events. Liu Xiaoyu, do you have any unresolved supernatural events? She, let her do it." Yang Jian said.

"Yes, in just half a day, I have already identified three supernatural events, and five are suspected to be supernatural events. These are archive materials." Liu Xiaoyu immediately took out a stack of documents.

The documents all recorded the time and place of the supernatural event, as well as some simple descriptions of the supernatural, such as the appearance of the deceased at the scene, the scale of the supernatural, and so on.

"Leave it to me to deal with it." Lin Yunhui was also very active, walked over and took the stack of documents, and then looked through the first document.

"Xiaochun City? I'll go for a walk now."

Then she closed the file, ready to act immediately, and she seemed to be an action group.

Liu Xiaoyu said: "Miss Lin, please give me 10 minutes to register your identity and create a file before you act."

"Okay." Lin Yunhui nodded.

Yang Jian said: "I have other things to attend to so I won't accompany you."

"I'll make arrangements for Ms. Lin, don't worry." Liu Xiaoyu said.

Yang Jian nodded, he glanced at Lin Yunhui and didn't say anything, he turned and left immediately.

To him, Lin Yunhui was a mystery, and he wasn't even sure if she was really resurrected, but as long as she could help deal with the supernatural events and stabilize the situation, then Yang Jian could allow her existence.

After making arrangements for Lin Yunhui, Yang Jian returned to Guanjiang Community alone.

At this moment, there is no one at home, because Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin have brought Yang Jian's mother back to their hometown, and asked Jiang Yan to build a new house in Yang Jian's hometown, and also built a new safe house. It can be guaranteed, after all, Yang Jian will have to deal with the recovery of his own ghost, and there will be a period of time when he will not be able to take care of the safety of his relatives.

So Yang Jian did not go home, but came to the back of the community.

There is a single house there, which looks out of place with the surrounding tall buildings.

This place was rebuilt from an old house in the period of the Republic of China, and it is also Wang Shanshan's residence. Because Wang Shanshan was affected by the supernatural, her body was different from ordinary people, which made her unable to live like a normal person, so she chose to live alone.

Wang Shanshan was not surprised by Yang Jian's arrival.

Because Wang Shanshan had sensed it when he approached.

"Why do you come to my place when you have time?" Wang Shanshan sat on the sofa and watched TV, and she just turned her head slightly to look at Yang Jian's appearance.

"You have a big place here, I need to place something." Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan said, "What?"

"coffin."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, stagnant water appeared under his feet, and the spirit of Ghost Lake began to invade the surroundings quickly, and then coffins floated out of the water.

There are black coffins and red coffins, and together there are ten coffins.

"Do you think it's appropriate to put so many coffins here?" Wang Shanshan said indifferently, she couldn't help but cast a glance.

"These coffins are all empty, there is nothing inside, and there will be no danger." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he opened a coffin.

Sure enough, there was nothing in it.

But it reveals a strange breath, which makes people feel uneasy.

However, for the sake of safety, Yang Jian opened all the coffins individually, and closed them again after confirming that they were correct.

"Who are these coffins for?" Wang Shanshan asked.

"One of them is prepared for me. I'm not sure about the others. I'll prepare them first. I managed to snatch this up just now. It may be difficult to buy again in the future." Yang Jian said.