Mysterious recovery

In order to survive in the family, Zhang Xiangui also worked very hard.

"I don't worry about Uncle Zhang's work. I really have to visit the safe house later. By the way, where is Zhang Wei? It seems that I haven't seen him for a while." Yang Jian asked.

When Zhang Wei was mentioned, Zhang Xiangui sneered: "The kid talked back to me last time, and I arranged him to play in the sand at another construction site. If he doesn't exercise, how will he gain a foothold in society in the future."

When Yang Jian heard it, Zhang Wei must have offended Zhang Xiangui again.

"Let the workers rest for half a day today. I have something to go into the old house. I'm afraid it won't be good if people see it." Then he said again.

"I have surrounded the house with a cordon. It shouldn't be a problem if no workers go in..." Before Zhang Xiangui finished speaking, he immediately understood when he saw Yang Jian's serious face: "You are right, let the workers rest first , go to work tomorrow."

What Yang Jian was afraid of was not being seen by others, but the supernatural events that would happen when he moved the ghost cabinet.

I am not afraid, it would be wrong to involve these workers for no reason.

Soon, Zhang Xiangui notified the foreman to stop work and rest, and the workers on the construction site left quickly.

"Is there anything wrong?" He asked cautiously after everyone had left.

Yang Jiandao: "It will be fine. If there is something to do, I can solve it. Don't worry, Uncle Zhang. It's just better to be on the safe side. After all, I'm too close. I'm afraid that some things will affect it."

"That's right, safety comes first, so I won't bother Brother Leg." Zhang Xiangui knew very well that there were some taboo things in the old house, otherwise it would be impossible for a person like Yang Jian to come and go in and out of it again and again.

Yang Jian nodded, and only after Zhang Xiangui and the others had left did he enter He Gu Zhai again.

Using the ghost domain directly penetrated the wall of the second floor of the Republic of China house.

Very smoothly came to the second secret room.

There was nothing in the secret room, only an old wooden cabinet standing in the middle.

The door of the cupboard is closed, and through the wooden lattice, one can see that the inside is covered in a thick layer of darkness, thick as ink, and it is impossible to see clearly what is hidden inside.

Yang Jian turned on the light on the phone and put it aside, then took out the paper and pen, and wrote down a sentence: Who are you?

Tearing off the paper, he carefully stuffed it into the cabinet door.

According to his deduction process, it should be like this.

Tuck it into the door above the wooden cabinet.

But before his paper was completely stuffed into the gap of the cupboard door, Yang Jian immediately felt that the other end of the paper seemed to be caught by something, and he kept pulling it in with force. The strength was enormous, but what was strange was that this thin piece of paper was not torn apart.

Yang Jian quickly let go.

The paper immediately sank into the cabinet door and disappeared into the darkness.

But after less than ten seconds, the piece of paper strangely fell from the gap under the cabinet.

In addition to Yang Jian's previous question on the white paper, there is also a black crooked word below it: ghost.

Together it is: who are you?

The answer is: ghosts.

"Is it a different kind again?" Yang Jian felt a chill inexplicably when he saw the crooked ghost characters.

The things in this ghost cabinet can actually answer my own questions, it is simply a different kind of human skin.

Chapter 3: Communication with the Ghost Cabinet

Some clues left by the owner of the previous generation of ghost cabinets gave Yang Jian some reminders. Although the reminders were insignificant, they also allowed him to break the deadlock and start to understand this ghost cabinet.

ghost ~!

On the paper, there was a crooked black handwriting. It was not known what it was written in, revealing an ominous atmosphere.

It's hard to imagine that something in the ghost cabinet actually responded to Yang Jian.

"Can this thing really communicate?" Yang Jian picked up the piece of paper on the ground, looked at it repeatedly, and found nothing special.

But his face was extremely serious.

Even if it is human skin paper, he cannot guarantee that it must have the ability to communicate. The human skin paper is more like a guide for the holder. Whether it can communicate is still a question, but this thing in front of him has completely broken a certain boundary. responded.

Staring at the inside of the dark cupboard door.

An inexplicable curiosity gave him the urge to open the cabinet door and have a look.

But the last time he observed, the pair of eyes in the cupboard made Yang Jian fearful.

There is no doubt that there is a ghost in this cupboard door.

He wasn't sure if opening the cupboard door would release the ghost.

"It's irrational to open the cabinet door just because of my own curiosity and destroy a certain balance. Since this thing has been placed here for hundreds of years and has been well preserved, let this cabinet stay like this. If there is a response, that means I can continue to have some kind of communication."

Yang Jian pondered for a while, and wrote down another sentence on another piece of paper: Can you communicate with me?

"This question is a bit silly." He thought for a while and tore off the piece of paper, crumpled it into a ball and threw it aside, then thought about it and wrote a new question: Can you help me find Zhao Lei?

He didn't ask too many irrelevant questions, but directly stated his purpose.

If it's really a ghost, it's a great way to experiment directly.

After writing down this question, Yang Jian stuffed the piece of paper into the cupboard door again.

As in the previous situation, as soon as the paper was stuffed in, there was a force coming from inside, as if the paper was directly grabbed by something, it disappeared immediately.

Less than ten seconds later, the paper fell from the gap in the cupboard below again.

Yang Jian picked it up and looked at it, his face suddenly became very serious. Under his question, there was a sentence written crookedly in black handwriting: You give me eyes, and I will give you Zhao Lei.

The so-called eyes are definitely not really my own eyes, it refers to ghost eyes.

This ghost cupboard meant that he wanted to exchange his own eyes with Zhao Lei.

"This ghost thing is really not that easy to get along with. The first request is to need my ghost eyes. This is simply wanting my life. How did the original owner of this thing think of keeping it? It's so weird and terrifying. Things should be buried [-] meters underground and never emerge."

Yang Jian couldn't help cursing inwardly.

But then when he looked at the sentence in his hand, he found some clues.

The meaning of the words is, if you give me eyes, I will give you Zhao Lei.

Instead of telling you the location of Zhao Lei, it will directly give you Zhao Lei who has been haunted by ghosts and changed his memory, even Zhao Lei who was possessed by ghosts.

Assuming such a deal is reached, how will Zhao Lei pay?

This is a very worthy question.

And assuming that Zhao Lei is already a ghost, how could this ghost cabinet send a ghost that was active outside to him?

This is the second question again.

Because in Yang Jian's view, this ghost cabinet does not have any factors to meet the conditions.

"Unless... an attempt to trade." After Yang Jian thought about it calmly, he came up with an answer in his mind.

Of course, this kind of attempt is not to make a deal with my ghost eyes, but to change a question to see if the content of the deal will change accordingly, and if so, whether the changed conditions are within my tolerance.

As long as it is within his tolerance, Yang Jian can start an exchange with this ghost cabinet.

Think about it.

Yang Jian wrote down a very simple request: "I need a bowl of egg fried rice, can you help me?"

"Give me a bowl of blood, and I'll give you fried rice with eggs."

After the note was inserted, less than ten seconds later, there was a reply immediately, and a line of black words appeared under his question awkwardly.

A bowl of blood?

"Sure enough, the conditions have changed, and the requirements have also changed. I put forward the simplest request, and this thing still responded... It's just that this request should be done as it said?" Yang Jian pondered again.

If he wanted to find out the mystery of this ghost cabinet, he had to make such a transaction, unless he gave up and continued to explore this weird thing.

But if he gave up, he would not be reconciled.

Because Yang Jian can vaguely feel that this thing must contain a very amazing value, which is greater than the value of the ghost mirror.

"I should give it a try. There is no turning back on the path of being a ghost master. You have to bite the bullet and continue on, or you will die halfway. I must grasp as many secrets as possible. Everything I can help should be explored and understood, just like human skin."

If there is no human skin, Yang Jian would have died in the school, let alone the Huanggang Village incident.

"However, there is a huge trap in the content of this transaction. It said it wanted a bowl of blood, but it didn't say that it needed my blood, or even that it needed human blood."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, and after thinking about the answer repeatedly, he discovered some so-called consumption traps.

If ordinary people read this answer, they would cut their wrists and let blood out as soon as they gritted their teeth. If so, they might have fallen into a trap.

"Find a bowl of pig's blood or chicken blood to try. There should be no danger." Yang Jian thought of this and immediately exited the second secret room. He decided to carry out this bold experiment.

He believed that even Wang Xiaoming would do the same in this situation.

Use the most conservative way to obtain the greatest information and intelligence, so as to make the most perfect plan for everything in the future.

"Let's go to the vegetable market. By the way, where is the nearest vegetable market?" Yang Jian was walking on the road in the community, planning to drive to buy a bowl of blood.

"Wow woof~!"

Just as he passed an intersection in the community, a large dog rushed out from nowhere on the nearby green belt and yelled at him repeatedly.

"Which family's dog is this? Don't you know that large dogs are prohibited in the community? It doesn't matter if it bites me, but what if it bites a child?" Yang Jian yelled, but no one responded.

It must be that unscrupulous dog owners chose to free-range when they saw that the community was unmanaged.

"Wow woof~!"

This big wolf dog became more and more vicious, and wanted to rush up and bite Yang Jian at any time.

The thoughtful Yang Jian suddenly stopped at this moment, as if he realized something.

A bowl of blood... a dog?

Yes, why do I have to go to the vegetable market.

Yang Jian suddenly turned his head to stare at the dog, his eyes shining.

The big wolfhound was grinning fiercely before, as if it sensed danger at this time, it whined a few times, turned around and ran away.

A moment later, Yang Jian walked into the second secret room with a bowl of dog blood in his hand.

It wasn't long before he walked in.

There was movement in the ghost cabinet.

At this time, there was no wind, and the door of the cabinet above the ghost cabinet opened automatically.

"Huh?" Yang Jian's eyelids moved, and his complexion became abnormal.

He always thought that the ghost cabinet couldn't be opened, so he didn't dare to move it. He didn't expect that this thing could be opened by itself.

"Does this ghost cupboard mean that I should put this bowl of blood in?" Yang Jian observed vigilantly for a while and found that there was no other unexpected situation or danger after the cupboard door was opened, and he immediately thought of the key to the problem.

Just like stuffing the paper before, he carefully extended the bowl of dog blood towards the door of the cupboard.

The other end of the bowl gradually sank into the darkness of the cabinet door. This process was very slow, and he was even ready to close his hands and leave at any time.

When the bowl was less than one-third into the darkness, Yang Jian clearly felt something holding the other end of the bowl.

His face changed slightly, and he immediately withdrew his palm.

Most of the bowl floated in mid-air in the cupboard door like this, and then slowly retracted into the cupboard door, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Squeak~!"

The sound from the old cabinet door echoed.

The door above the ghost cupboard was closed.

But at the same time, the door under the ghost cabinet opened.

Yang Jian saw that the lower floor of the ghost cabinet was very normal. It was just an ordinary cabinet with wood on three sides and painted with mottled paint. There was no darkness shrouded in it, and there was nothing weird about it. It was incompatible with the upper layer, forming a A great contrast.

But what made him uneasy.

In the bottom half of the cabinet door, there was a bowl of fried rice with eggs. This bowl of fried rice with eggs was even smoking, exuding a smell of food.

"How did this bowl of fried rice come from?" Yang Jian fell into deep thought.

In an old wooden cabinet that has been dusty for hundreds of years, a bowl of blood is exchanged for a bowl of egg fried rice, the key is still hot.

Simply incredible.

Yang Jian took out this bowl of fried rice with eggs, wanting to confirm the authenticity of the item, but then found a piece of paper under the plate of fried rice with eggs.