Mysterious recovery

"I'll open the box." Guo Fan's gloomy face made people avoid him subconsciously.

Although opening the box to check is a bit risky, but Yang Jian has successfully restricted the ghosts, so the degree of risk is very limited, and so many people are doing it, bringing together a group of top ghost masters in the country, if something really happens Things can be resolved.

"Be careful." Shen Liang stepped back for a while and warned at the same time.

Guo Fan hasn't seen any scenes before, didn't the Zhongshan City incident come out alive?

A small box does not make him feel scared, but there is still the necessary vigilance.

soon.

The damaged suitcase was opened, and there was nothing weird or bloody in it as imagined.

Very common stuff.

There are some cups, saucers, ceramic pots and the like, which look a little old.

"It's some antiques. There's also an appraisal certificate and a purchase contract. The procedures are very formal." A staff member next to him observed it a few times and said immediately.

"Are you kidding me?" Chen Yi's face was a bit grim: "After working for so long, a lot of people just want to look at these rubbish? What I want is the source of the spiritual appearance, and the result."

His emotions seemed to be a little out of control, which made people feel more and more dangerous.

Yang Jian, who was silent at the side, frowned slightly.

This person is so emotionally out of control, more deeply affected than himself, that he can actually become one of the people in charge of Dajing City.

It can't be a related account.

Of course, this idea was dismissed by him as soon as it appeared.

The fact that Chen Yi was transferred to Dajing City shows that there is absolutely no problem with his mental state, at least he cannot be a time bomb. The only explanation is that this guy is born with a bad temper. After becoming a ghost master, he was influenced by ghosts and became angry It got worse, and my temper became more and more uncontrollable.

"It's not all rubbish, I can feel that this is the source of the plane paranormal incident." Guo Fan, with a dead face on his face, pointed to a black ceramic ware.

The shape of this ceramic is very ordinary, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It is neither exquisite nor simple, but it gives people a weird feeling.

Vaguely looking inside through the mouth of the bottle, it was pitch black, like a bottomless abyss.

"Let me take a look." A staff member volunteered to come over.

"I'm a student of Professor Bai, and I've done research on some historical things. Maybe I can help you a little bit."

"Look." Shen Liang nodded, allowing him to move.

The entourage this time is relatively sufficient, and there are people from various fields.

Because this supernatural event has great research value.

The worker looked at the bottle and said, "This is not an ordinary bottle, it's a soul bottle."

"What is a soul bottle?" Guo Fan asked beside him.

"In some ancient tombs, there were two bottles that were placed next to the coffin. The bottles were used to house the soul of the deceased, so they were called soul bottles, but soul bottles are no longer used in modern tomb culture. In addition, This soul bottle is a modern product, and it is not fired in a famous kiln, but a product of a rural earthen kiln. Judging from the material, it has a history of at least a hundred years."

Speaking of this, the staff member was a little puzzled and said: "It's very strange, this soul bottle doesn't look like something in a tomb, because it doesn't smell like earth, and it doesn't smell fishy. I don't know what the owner used to burn it for. of."

100 years ago?

Yang Jian's eyes sank slightly, he noticed this key information.

Is it a product of the Republic of China?

The basement of the Hongfa Temple in Dachang City was also built during the Republic of China, and the old house in Guanjiang Community was also built during the Republic of China. Even the bowl of egg fried rice that appeared in the ghost cabinet was actually porcelain from the Republic of China period. .

All the weird sources of information point to the same period.

"So, this bottle was used to hold ghosts before?" Zhong Shan also looked at the bottle, he was not interested in antiques, only in the source.

"This possibility is not ruled out, the cap is still here." The staff member picked up the cap of the bottle from the side.

Zhong Shan smiled: "There is no need to doubt. I never need an uncertain answer when doing things. Today, I will clarify this matter while there are many people."

With that said, he walked over, picked up the soul bottle and dropped it to the ground.

The soul bottle shattered, and the porcelain cracked all over the place.

A golden vial emerged from the porcelain.

Seeing this, Yang Jian's eyelids twitched immediately.

gold?

Not only him, but others were also taken aback.

"Porcelain is a disguise, just to cover up this golden bottle. Since the bottle is made of gold, there is no doubt about the result." Zhong Shan smiled lightly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, gold is money, but in the eyes of ghost masters, it is a tool for pretending to be ghosts.

Every ghost master has a lot of gold containers in his hands.

Boxes, bags, gold foil, boxes... There are all kinds of shapes, you can do whatever you think is convenient, even the shape of a bottle is nothing unusual.

"Is it something left by the ghost master 100 years ago? It was just a coincidence that it fell to the people and was bought as an antique. Then because of the bumps on the plane, the bottle cap fell off, so the ghost inside was released." At this moment, Yang Jian has analyzed the whole incident in his head.

This was purely an accident.

There is no source. If there is a source, then you have to ask people 100 years ago.

"So, is it really a waste of work?" Guo Fan, who was already a dead face, seemed to be even more unhappy: "A group of people are circling around a bottle, and there is no research value at all."

The ghost in the bottle is in Yang Jian's hands. The bottle is empty, but gold is worth something.

But are the people here short of money?

At this time, the other side of the investigation showed results, and the owner of the suitcase was found.

The two special agents escorted the prisoner, usually a fat middle-aged man.

"Wande Road?" Yang Jian was slightly taken aback when he saw the middle-aged man.

He had a few conversations with this Wan Delu on the first-class cabin of the plane before. They were not considered acquaintances, but they had met once.

At this moment, Wan Delu, the boss of the listed company, was like a frightened bird, trembling all over, as if he was more panicked than encountering a supernatural event.

Perhaps, he already had a vague premonition in his heart that he seemed to have caused some serious trouble.

Chapter 4 The Sudden Attack

At this moment, Wan Delu was escorted out of the rescued survivors like a prisoner. Although he didn't know what he had committed, he immediately realized that his situation seemed to be very bad, because he didn't even have handcuffs. Bring it, and the special personnel next to it are even more real.

It seems that if they run away, they will shoot and kill themselves without hesitation.

This kind of situation is definitely not as simple as tax evasion by my company, and it is definitely more serious than a certain hotel under my name whose hygiene is not good enough to spoil someone else's stomach.

My heart was tense, and my legs and feet were a little trembling.

Wan Delu felt as if he was being escorted to the execution ground, and the ghosts on the plane were not so hopeless.

"I see, there must be something wrong with those things." When he walked halfway and saw a group of people in the awning in front of him looking around his suitcase, he immediately realized his mistake.

There's a problem with those antiques...

Wan Delu couldn't help thinking of the haunted incident on the plane before.

Maybe it was the antique that was the problem.

Could it be that some antiques were dug out from ancient tombs and stained with unclean things, which caused the plane to be haunted?

If this is the case, Wan Delu feels that he is finished.

If he is not shot, he must at least sit in prison.

It's over, it's over... Wan Delu seems to be dead at this moment, his whole family is weak, and if it wasn't for the special personnel next to him, he would have slumped to the ground.

"You brought this thing on the plane?" Chen Yi, the international ghost master from Dajing City, walked over ferociously, and grabbed Wan Delu's lapel.

The strength is the same as Yang Jian's, it's a bit weird.

Wan Delu's obese body was lifted abruptly by one hand, his feet were dangling in the air, his neck was even colder, and this coldness eroded his whole body, as if his body no longer belonged to him. , cannot be controlled.

Like a ghost pressing a bed, only consciousness is still awake.

This man is so scary.

Wan Delu's emotions, which had finally stabilized, collapsed in an instant, and there was only deep fear in his eyes looking at this strange man.

"Chen Yi, that's enough, let him go." But at this moment, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and stopped him.

Chen Yi glanced at it with some numb and crazy eyes: "Now it's my jurisdiction, I want to find out the truth of this matter, you want to interfere with me? Ghost Eye Yang Jian?"

"I'm not interfering with you. I don't want you to accidentally kill him. He is an acquaintance of mine." Yang Jian said.

"If you make a mistake, no matter who your acquaintance is, you will have to interrogate." Chen Yidao: "No one can make an exception, including you."

The expressions of the others moved slightly, and they looked at Yang Jian and Chen Yi.

They didn't understand why Yang Jian would argue with this Chen Yi for an insignificant person. Even if Chen Yi accidentally killed this person, it shouldn't matter to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian said, "I am in charge of this case, I created the supernatural files, and I imprisoned the ghost, so I am the one who will try this man. Do you want to fight with me? Or do you want to take the credit for me?" ?”

He didn't want to save Wan Delu, but Wan Delu had news about the soul bottle, and he didn't want others to get it.

Because it is very possible to follow the clues of this soul bottle, find other soul bottles, and confirm the location of other imprisoned ghosts.

If you can get it, its value is immeasurable.

After all, the level of danger of the ghosts that are active outside is uncertain, because every ghost that is imprisoned will be in great danger, but if it is a bargain, Yang Jian does not want to miss this opportunity.

It just so happened that he had a physical problem now, and if necessary, he would consider piecing together the body of a ghost.

So Wandelu is very important now.

"What if I refuse?" Chen Yi asked coldly.

Yang Jian said slowly: "You shouldn't refuse my request, because refusing me won't do you any good, it will only bring you trouble. I think my words have some weight, so they won't be ignored by others, so , and I hope you can give me this face."

While speaking, the surrounding environment has changed.

In an instant, the whole world turned into a strange place shrouded in red light, the people nearby disappeared, and the surrounding was extremely quiet, only a dozen or so people in the awning chatted.

"Ghost domain?" The eyelids of Zhong Shan, Guo Fan and other ghost masters twitched.

Shen Liang also realized that something was wrong. If Yang Jian and Chen Yi had a conflict, it would be a very bad thing.

At that time, it's okay for two people to fight to the death. He, the person in charge, will definitely be suspended from his job and investigated.

"I heard that your ghost domain is even more special than Li Jun's. When you were in Dachang City, your ghost domain even invaded the ghost domain of the starving ghost?" Chen Yi said with a bit of grimness.

Yang Jiandao: "What you hear may not be the truth. If you can, it's better to see it with your own eyes."

"For the sake of your hard work for Dachang City, I will give you this face today, but I hope you will do business properly and don't be selfish. I can't tolerate anyone doing anything wrong in my jurisdiction."

He thought that Chen Yi's character would strike directly, but unexpectedly he chose to stop very rationally. He calmly put down Wan Delu in his hand.

"Thank you." Yang Jian said calmly.

The surrounding red light disappeared immediately, and the surroundings returned to normal. The sun was still shining high above the head, and the people who disappeared before appeared again.

Wan Delu was sitting slumped on the ground at this moment, his frightened look still intact, he was panting heavily, sweating profusely all over his body, as if he had just walked back and forth on the verge of death.

Has Chen Yi retreated?

Seeing the disappearance of the conflict in this scene, Shen Liang heaved a sigh of relief, and at the same time became a little surprised.

It is rare to see Chen Yi retreating in front of others, but today he actually gave Yang Jian this face.

He knew that Chen Yi was definitely not afraid of this ghost-eyed Yang Jian, and there must be other reasons, but Chen Yi was not in charge of him, so Shen Liang was unable to analyze Chen Yi's motive this time.

"Since Yang Jian is in charge of this incident, he will be responsible for it for a long time, and everyone has no objection." Shen Liang immediately looked at everyone and said.

Everyone didn't speak. They didn't know that Wan Delu's clue was very valuable. If they continued to dig, there might be some unexpected gains.

But they still chose to keep their mouths shut.

Because they didn't want to offend Chen Yi or Yang Jian.

Needless to say, Chen Yi, one of the international ghost masters in Dajing City, although not well-known, is extraordinary.

Yang Jian, who was unknown half a year ago, was a senior in high school, but he has been very popular in the past six months. He has experienced many supernatural events and lived up to now. He is by no means an ordinary person.

"Since everyone has no objections, let's stop today's matter, Yang Jian, and make a report later, and you will be responsible for this Wande Routing." Shen Liang said.

"Okay." Yang Jian said in a stiff tone.

Guo Fan was not very happy and said: "I have been busy for a long time without doing anything, and I just basked in the sun for two hours, Yang Jian, this time it is cheaper for you again, take it, and study it by yourself. "