Mysterious recovery

In the center of the city, there is an old urban area. This old urban area is being demolished, and the project is progressing very fast. The large area of ​​the urban area that came last time is still there. This time, these urban areas disappeared, leaving only A piece of ruins, only one old street is still struggling to support.

However, many shops on the old street have been closed, and only a few are still open. However, it seems that this old street will disappear completely this year, and most of the traditional Chinese medicine shops on the old street will also disappear. .

Once the Chinese medicine shop closes down, the era of the Republic of China will also come to an end.

But now, the door of the traditional Chinese medicine shop is still open, and there is a sign that is open at the door.

Yang Jian was standing at the door of the Chinese medicine shop at the moment, he looked inside, but saw a woman sitting behind the counter inside.

The woman was about thirty, wearing clothes in the 90s and [-]s style, which was incompatible with modern people's clothes, but sitting in this old Chinese medicine shop didn't look awkward at all, as if she blended in perfectly here.

Obviously, this woman should have grown up in a Chinese medicine shop since she was a child, lived here, and rarely went out.

Yang Jian knew her, this is the apprentice of the old man in the pharmacy, she seems to be called Xiaoru.

When he walked into the pharmacy, Xiao Ru behind the counter heard the movement and looked up. When she saw Yang Jian, there was a strange look in her eyes, as if she didn't expect him to come here again.

"You have come too many times, you are not very welcome here." Xiao Ru said calmly.

Her attitude towards Yang Jian changed after she heard that he killed Zhang Xianguang.

"You are just an employee, not a boss." Yang Jian replied calmly.

The meaning is to remind Xiaoru to recognize her identity and status, and not to overstep her.

Xiao Ru frowned and said, "What do you want to do this time, my master gave you three packs of traditional Chinese medicine last time, don't you want more?"

"I came here to ask something. Where is your master? I came here this time to look for him." Yang Jian said.

"My master has seen no visitors." Xiao Ru said.

"Is this what you mean, or what your master means?" Yang Jian continued to ask.

Xiao Ru said: "What do you mean? Do you think I deliberately don't let you see my master? My master is very old and in a bad state. He doesn't have much time to be active and awake. Most of the time I am always in a state of confusion, and sometimes I will do some weird things that go against common sense."

"My master's deadline is probably not far away. He doesn't want to die now. It's not that he is afraid of death, but that he has not seen the so-called hope appearing. He is not reconciled, so he has been holding on to his breath and wants to live longer. I want to see the hope in his mouth appear."

"But this era has disappointed him too much, especially this time the top ghost masters in the supernatural circle are almost dead. This has hit my master hard. He has realized that even if he dies, he will have no hope."

After finishing speaking, Xiaoru stared at Yang Jian again: "Master said, you are the leader of this era, but in my opinion, this era has completely lost hope, and you will not become that hope, so for you I have nothing to say about a dying person who is lingering on his last breath."

Yang Jian said with a gloomy face, "We, a group of people, risked our lives to fight against supernatural powers, but in the end we told you so badly? You are hiding under the protection of the older generation, what right do you have to point and point at us?"

While speaking, he stretched out his hand to grab it, and a red spear appeared out of thin air, and then it was nailed heavily to the ground.

The huge force shattered the floor tiles, and at the same time, some kind of terrible spiritual catharsis shook the entire shop, causing the already old shop to shake violently, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

Xiao Ru's eyes narrowed suddenly.

She looked at the swaying roof and was suddenly startled.

There is a terrible supernatural power stored in this pharmacy, which cannot be shaken by great strength, only with the corresponding supernatural power.

In other words, the current Yang Jian can already destroy the traditional Chinese medicine shop.

Just when the two people were not talking to each other and their swords were on the verge of breaking out, a weak cough sounded from the back hall of the pharmacy.

"Ahem, Xiaoru, let him come in. I'm not that fragile. I can't stand a little setback. And I want to talk to him again."

That voice was the owner of the pharmacy, also an old man from the Republic of China period.

"But Master, your physical condition is already very bad, you should take a good rest." Xiao Ru immediately expressed concern.

"When I die, I will naturally wade into the coffin to have a good rest, not bad for that." The old voice continued.

Xiao Ru then looked at Yang Jian and said, "Since Master wants to see you, I won't stop you, come with me."

"For your master's sake, I allow you to be young and ignorant, but it's only here."

Yang Jian stared at her coldly. If the owner of the pharmacy was not alive and he owed him another favor, Xiao Ru's words alone would have killed her.

Xiaoru didn't answer, but just walked to the back hall on her own.

Yang Jian also walked into the back hall at this moment.

The back hall is slightly dim, with a row of oil lamps on the left and right sides, and an incense burner next to the oil lamps, which exudes a strong smell of sandalwood.

In the supernatural circle, sandalwood is mostly used to cover the smell of corpses, so many places where ghost masters appear, as well as places where they live, like to light sandalwood to suppress the smell of corpses.

The most conspicuous thing in the back hall is a coffin placed in the middle.

The coffin is not red, but black.

"Black coffin?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

The black coffin represents evil, and it also represents that there are terrible ghosts imprisoned inside.

The owner of the traditional Chinese medicine shop actually wanted to bury himself in a black coffin?

This means that after his death, he will turn into a fierce ghost.

"Because I have to live, I dare not dismember my own ghost. As a result, the recovery of the ghost after death will be extremely terrifying. In the end, I have to use a black coffin to bury myself?" Yang Jian thought to himself.

And beside the black coffin, there is a bamboo bed.

The bamboo bed was very cold, but the body of the old man lying on the bamboo bed was even cooler, even filled with a rancid stench.

It was as if the body had rotted away.

The old man's body is skinny and long, wearing a dark long gown, his old face is thin, yellow and black, his two eye sockets are deeply sunken, he looks terrifying at first glance, like a mummy.

It was hard to imagine that the old man with such a body was still panting and hadn't died yet.

"Master, Yang Jian is here, I'll make the medicine first." Xiao Ru said, and then found a reason to leave.

"Ahem." The old man's thin body moved slightly, struggling to sit up.

But after trying several times, he could only lie down weakly in the end.

It's not that he's really old and can't move, but that he doesn't dare to rely on the supernatural power in his body to act, because doing so will only shorten his time in the world.

"I'm kidding you, my old thing is useless, I can't even stand up." The old man turned his head slightly and turned towards Yang Jian.

His eyes were blind, and there were only two holes covered with a layer of skin.

"I'll help you if you want to get up." Yang Jian walked over and reached out to help the old man up.

What surprised Yang Jian was that the old man was obviously so skinny, but his body was extraordinarily heavy, like a cold stone, not like a living body at all.

But at the moment when the old man was being lifted up, the old man suddenly stretched out his palm and grabbed Yang Jian's wrist.

The strength was not great, but it made people's arms instantly lose consciousness. At the same time, Yang Jian felt icy cold all over, as if a terrible spirit was crazily eroding his whole body.

"Huh?" Yang Jian's expression changed.

However, the old man let go of his hand soon, and the strong discomfort disappeared quickly.

"I checked your body just now. I didn't expect you to be young and weaker than an old man like me. Ahem, I didn't take the medicine I gave you last time." The blind old man revealed in his tone A kind of weakness that is strong on the outside but dry on the inside.

"You can't live for two days like this."

Yang Jian said: "I know, I have driven a supernatural bus, that level of supernatural power is difficult to control, and I will soon die from the resuscitation of ghosts, even if I take the traditional Chinese medicine you gave me, I can extend it by 20 days at most. lifespan, but the medicine you gave should have side effects, right?"

"Everything has a price in the supernatural world. My medicine only delays the recovery time of the ghost, but does not solve it. After the effect of the medicine is over, the revived supernatural power will be stronger than before, so those who take the medicine must try their best. Do everything possible to solve the problem of resuscitating your own ghosts." The blind old man said slowly.

"Sure enough, it's the same as I guessed." Yang Jian nodded.

The blind old man said: "You didn't choose to take medicine, it seems that you have other ideas."

Chapter 510 Prediction and Burial Place

If a normal ghost master knows that he has less than two days to live, he will definitely take a pack of Chinese medicine without hesitation and extend his life by 20 days, and he will not care about the follow-up problems at all.

But Yang Jian was very calm. In this situation, he still chose not to take traditional Chinese medicine, as if he didn't care whether he would die tomorrow.

"Take medicine to treat the symptoms but not the root cause. The problem of my ghost's recovery cannot be solved by a pack of medicine. Even if I take the medicine you gave me, the problem of the ghost's recovery still exists. Only by finding a new balance can I live. If I can't find a way, then I will choose to lie in a coffin." Yang Jian said.

"Have you gone to the coffin shop in Taiping Ancient Town?" asked the blind old man.

Yang Jian said: "Not long after I came back from Taiping Ancient Town, I robbed the coffin shop and robbed a lot of coffins."

"You did a good job. Being able to grab the coffin in the coffin shop shows that you already have the ability to stand alone, but this is not enough. There is no teammate who matches you in this era. You can't end this ghost recovery as briefly as we did. generation." The blind old man shook his head slightly, both regretful and helpless.

It's a pity that in this era, it's hard to come up with a talented person, but he has to face the problem of revived ghosts. If he can't pass this hurdle, he will die.

Helplessly, even if Yang Jian really survived, he can only be alone, unable to withstand the burden of this era.

"I don't care what this era will be like now. I have to consider whether I can survive. I have learned about the effects of Chinese medicine this trip, so I can't choose to take Chinese medicine to prolong my life. I will use other medicines to prolong my life." method." Yang Jian said.

"It's too difficult. The ghost on the bus is not a simple thing. In the previous era, I could help you a little, but now... I can't do anything." The blind old man said.

He knew about that bus, and it was because of that that he understood how difficult Yang Jian's situation was.

"I didn't come here to seek help, but to seek answers. Only after I understand everything clearly can I make a correct judgment." Yang Jian said.

"Seeing how you look like, you don't plan to wade into the coffin anymore." A smile appeared on the blind old man's old face at this moment.

Yang Jian said: "Living in a coffin is no different from dying. I won't wade into a coffin."

"Very good, now I am somewhat expecting you to survive this test and grow again." The blind old man said, "If you can survive, remember to come here again and let me have a look at you. Dead, still alive, but hurry up, don't make me wait too long."

"This is no problem." Yang Jian said.

For such a small request, he has no reason to refuse.

"If there is anything else you need to know, I can tell you." The blind old man became enthusiastic at this time, and he wanted to provide some help to Yang Jian.

"No need, I have my own method, and I should go too, I can't spend too much time here." Yang Jian said.

The blind old man said: "Understood. After all, you only have two days left. Time is indeed tight. Young man, go get busy. I look forward to seeing you next time."

Yang Jian nodded, ready to leave, then suddenly remembered something, took out a stack of colorful paper money from his pocket and put it on the table beside him.

"This is one hundred ghost money. I promised to give it to Sister Hong. Now my life or death is uncertain when I leave this trip. I hope you can help me transfer this money to her."

"Okay, no problem." The blind old man said.

Seeing that the matter was finished, Yang Jian left.

He can owe money to anyone, but Sister Hong can't owe this money, not because he dare not offend Sister Hong, but Sister Hong's [-] yuan is obtained by killing several kings, which is equivalent to a reward from the headquarters , as the captain of the law enforcement, he naturally has to abide by the rules and not break them.

If you renege on your debt today, then the headquarters will have no credibility at all, and it will be impossible to invite foreign aid if something happens in the future.

"Master, has he left?" Not long after Yang Jian left, Xiao Ru came out with a bowl of dark medicine.

The blind old man lay down on the bamboo bed slowly again. He coughed lightly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Let's go, and he won't live for two days."

"Master really wants him to die?" Xiao Ru put down the medicine and asked curiously.

"No, no, I hope he survives." said the blind old man.

"Then why is Master smiling so happily today?" Xiao Ru said.

"You are wrong. Master is happy today because this Yang Jian gave up taking traditional Chinese medicine to prolong his life, and he also gave up wading into a coffin to live... He obviously has means to save his life, but he gave up all of them. He is a man of great courage. If he can survive, he may be the closest to that variable existence in this era, and I see a glimmer of hope in him."

The blind old man laughed as he spoke.

"Will he be the variable? I don't look like it." Xiao Ru said.

"His name is Yang Jian, right? Xiaoru, remember this person's name carefully, and pay more attention to him for Master." The blind old man said.

"Yes, Master." Although Xiao Ru was not very optimistic about Yang Jian, she could only agree when Master asked.

And Yang Jian, who left the Chinese medicine shop, also made a decision in his heart.

He had no choice but to try to control ghost blood.

"However, I have to make some preparations before I officially take action." Yang Jian thought to himself.

He didn't act immediately, but planned to arrange his own affairs first, after all, he might really not be able to come back this time.

Yang Jian made a phone call.

Soon, the call was connected.

"Captain, I'm Li Yang, do you have any arrangements?" Li Yang's voice came from the phone.

Yang Jian said directly: "To make a long story short, after I confronted the ghost ship this time, I had a problem with myself. I am about to revive the ghost. I plan to control the ghost blood on the outskirts of the city to find a new balance. During this period, you will be responsible for all the big and small things in Dachang City." , I left ten coffins on Wang Shanshan's side, if any teammate can't hold back and wants to revive the ghost, I will allow you to use those ten coffins."

Then he told Li Yang the functions of the black and red coffins.

"Captain, you..." Li Yang on the phone was shocked.

No one thought that after finally defeating the king's organization and solving the ghost ship incident, Yang Jian, the captain of the law enforcement, would also face the danger of the ghost's recovery.

"Don't worry about me. The recovery of ghosts is a situation that every ghost master will encounter. If I can survive, I will return to Dachang City. If I don't come back for a long time, you will treat me as dead. It's up to you," Yang Jian said.