Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian directly opened the door, and said at the same time: "If you have nothing to do, go to another place for a stroll, this is not suitable."

After speaking, he walked straight into the courtyard.

"It's strange, the door is not locked firmly, and it opens with a push?"

The old man felt a little strange, he carried the birdcage and followed, stood at the door and looked inside.

He saw the young man who just entered was standing in the yard looking around, it seemed that it was his first time here and he was not familiar with the things in the yard.

"Young man, it's not good for you to barge in like this when the master is not at home." The old man was worried that Yang Jian was a bad person, so he was worried about staring at him.

Yang Jian stood in the courtyard. He was not observing the layout of the courtyard, but peeping at the anomalies here. If the ghost painting is here, there is a high probability that it is in a certain room, so he needs to use ghost eyes to detect it.

Ghost eyes dare not open in the face of ghost paintings.

This is a kind of restraint between the supernatural.

"Is there no response?" Yang Jian frowned: "This is strange. I found something abnormal here last night. Could it be that I remembered it wrong? Or is it that the ghost painting has already left?"

Ghost paintings can be moved, not fixed in one place, he knows this very well.

Immediately, his ghost domain covered the courtyard, ready to conduct a thorough search.

With the coverage of the ghost domain, everything here came into his sight, and ordinary buildings and walls couldn't block the ghost's eyes.

"A corpse."

Then Yang Jian's eyes sank, and he saw a dead body in a room in the courtyard.

Because of the cold weather in winter, the corpse did not decompose, and there was no corpse smell, but the body was lying stiffly on the bed, as if it had never woken up after falling asleep a few nights ago .

"Ghosts once appeared here and killed the head of the courtyard house, but then the ghosts disappeared again, as if they left after killing people... This is not a ghost painting, because ghost paintings can limit my ghosts eye, so this should be a supernatural event that has never happened before."

Yang Jian frowned slightly.

He doesn't want to pay attention to what's going on here. For him now, finding the source of the ghost painting is the top priority.

Other supernatural events have nothing to do with him for the time being.

"Grandpa, report the crime." Yang Jian turned to the old man just now and said.

"Young man, what did you just say?" The old man who was carrying the birdcage didn't seem to hear clearly.

Yang Jian pointed to one side and said, "Someone died in that room, and he died for at least three days. If it wasn't for the cold weather, the body would have been rotten now."

"Young man, you can't make fun of this matter." The uncle looked very surprised.

Yang Jian didn't say much, and immediately turned around to leave the courtyard and go to other places to have a look.

But soon.

He hesitated, then stopped.

Because Yang Jian's ghost eyes have been paying attention to the corpse that died in the room, just now he found that the corpse was incomplete, and one of the hands disappeared, as if it was forcibly taken away by something.

"Why only one hand was taken away..." Yang Jian suddenly thought of something.

He seemed to recall a supernatural event.

When I first came here, I encountered a ghost pinching incident on the plane.

Among them, the source of the supernatural event is a ghost hand, but this hand has been controlled by him and has become his palm.

However, the supernatural event did not end. The reason for its occurrence was a bottle, a soul bottle made of gold, which seemed to contain a ghost.

The ghost and the ghost hand are one.

Moreover, in order to survive the ghost coffin incident at the training base, Yang Jian released the ghost in the soul bottle with his own hands. His purpose was to increase the number of ghosts on his side to resist the suppression of ghosts.

"I didn't find the ghost on the third floor of the ghost domain after the last ghost incident. Could it be that the ghost has slipped away at some point and entered the urban area? Zhang Hui's death last time was very strange. He was suspected to have been attacked by an unknown spirit and died in a hotel."

"The ghost master couldn't stop that ghost's attack, and died suddenly overnight, without even sending out a message for help."

Yang Jian pondered for a while, and seemed to have a premonition of the seriousness of the matter.

There is a ghost killing people in the city.

It's just that the number of people killed was very small, even inconspicuous, so it didn't arouse great vigilance.

If this kind of supernatural event is judged, the degree of danger can only be regarded as C-level.

However, Yang Jian believed that given the death of the ghost master, this incident was at least B-level.

"I've resigned now, this matter will cause headaches for other people in charge." Yang Jian shook his head slightly, and decided to look for the next suspected problem.

Here he gave up.

He strode out the door, and as soon as he turned the corner, he disappeared in place without attracting anyone's attention.

"Young man, wait a minute..."

The old man carrying the birdcage followed, but after he went out, he never saw Yang Jian again. After hesitating for a while, he decided to help close the door first, and then report the crime.

With a call from the old man, it passed.

soon.

This courtyard house was cordoned off.

A body was carried out in a body bag.

"There is no trace of the door being opened before, so whoever discovered the corpse here first."

The person in charge here is Chen Yi, who hastily rushed over because he was worried that ghost paintings might be involved.

"It was an old man who reported the crime, but the first person to enter here was Yang Jian, and his surveillance video appeared nearby." A staff member said.

Chen Yi focused his gaze: "Yang Jian? Is this guy also investigating supernatural events?"

"Okay, I see, block this place, and don't let anyone in or out for a short time."

But as the two groups of people appeared one after the other, no one knew that an invisible cold aura had disappeared in the room of the dead body just now. It seemed to have been blown away, and it seemed to have entered with one of them. The people in the room left.

It's just that no one has noticed this subtle change.

Even Yang Jian, who had been here just now, didn't notice anything.

Chapter 6 Another Painting

Yang Jian left the courtyard just now, and he rushed to the next abnormal place, because most of the urban area was covered by his ghost domain, so he remembered many places in his heart, but today's action It's more cryptic, he didn't cover the whole city with the ghost domain directly, otherwise the headquarters would think he was going to make trouble again.

He didn't want to be troubled, and he didn't want to trouble others, so he was looking for it in a low-key manner.

This time, Yang Jian came to a residential area.

The community is not big. Although the building has been refurbished, it still looks old. It is the kind of staircase room with not high floors.

"There is also a problem here, and it has not been blocked, which means that no person in charge has been here. This is an abnormal place that has not been discovered." Yang Jian stood under a residential building.

He looked up.

There was an abnormality in the ghost eyes, and he didn't dare to look at a certain room on the fourth floor, so he closed his eyes directly.

"Another ghost painting?" Yang Jian pondered.

He looked around.

It was good news for him to find that the community had not been affected, that is to say, this ghost painting had not yet formed a ghost domain, which was different from what he had encountered in Miao Xiaoshan's dormitory before.

Not forming a ghost domain means that the danger level of ghost paintings is very low, and they can be easily detained without any effort.

"Go up and have a look."

Yang Jian was not afraid, but a little cautious, because his ghost eyes were completely useless in front of Gui Hua, which meant that he was completely suppressed and could not evacuate in time, so there was still a risk of being trapped.

soon.

He stepped on the stairs to Room 401 on the fourth floor.

"It is true that no ghost domain has been formed. Even this floor has not been affected, and there are even people living upstairs and downstairs." Yang Jian heard the voices of residents upstairs.

I have to say that the luck of these residents is really good.

Only one floor apart, because of the particularity of ghost paintings, they have not been exposed to this kind of supernatural, so they have not been targeted by ghost paintings, so that they can always live normally.

The door of Room 401 is still locked, but for Yang Jian, breaking in is already very skillful.

Soon, the door opened.

Yang Jian took a look, it was dark inside, there was no smell of corpses, and there was no cold and weird feeling, the darkness was only because the lights were not turned on.

Without hesitation, he walked in and turned on the light in the room.

As the lights in the living room came on, it was only then that I could see clearly what was going on inside.

There is no suspense.

He saw a painting in the living room, a huge oil painting.

The canvas that fell next to the oil painting should have been used to cover the oil painting before.

Yang Jian walked in. He stood in front of the oil painting, looked at it, and saw a woman in a European-style red dress on the oil painting. The woman's facial features were blurred, and she seemed to be smiling, and she seemed to be peeping into the room. There is an indescribably weird feeling about everything.

And the background of this oil painting is different from the previous oil paintings at the headquarters. The background of this oil painting is the scene of this community.

In the dark and depressing environment, the residential buildings of the community are hidden inside, dilapidated and depressed, as if there are no living people living there, and it is a bit weird to set off the original high artistic content.

"The woman's hands in the ghost painting didn't stick out." Yang Jian found that although the hands of the woman in the ghost painting were still fair, they didn't appear outside the oil painting.

All abnormalities seemed to disappear, and the painting looked very normal.

But in addition to this, Yang Jian also paid attention to one place.

It was on the oil painting, an inconspicuous dark corner.

In that corner lay a corpse that had been dead for many days. The corpse was incompatible with the background of the oil painting, and looked very abrupt. The corpse lay curled up on the ground, twisted, and its sunken facial features showed deep fear. .

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "The person in the ghost painting is a resident of this house. Because he lives alone, no one cares after being killed by the ghost painting... so it can be inferred that the ghost painting didn't kill people by killing people. It will not kill anyone who has seen ghost paintings."

He is standing in front of the ghost picture now, and there is no attack from the ghost picture.

"But seeing a ghost painting must be one of the conditions for being killed. This can explain why no one has been attacked around this ghost painting for so long. If no one has entered here, it is estimated that this ghost painting Never kill again."

Yang Jian thought about it and decided to move the ghost painting away.

Ghost paintings were discussed at the previous headquarters meeting.

The backgrounds in the ghost paintings are suspected to be interlinked. If you can enter one of the ghost paintings, you can find the source of it from that ghost painting.

Therefore, Yang Jian only needs to collect a ghost painting as a breakthrough.

Immediately, he picked up the canvas on the ground to cover the ghost painting to prevent others from peeping, thus bringing about some uncertain changes.

Yang Jian carried the ghost painting downstairs.

Two people were walking upstairs at the bottom of the stairs, and three people met in the corridor.

"It's you? Yang Jian?"

Suddenly, one of them seemed to recognize Yang Jian, with a surprised tone and an expression of disbelief on his face.

Ok?

Yang Jian took a quick look and found that it was a woman wearing sunglasses, but he probably didn't recognize her.

Because he didn't know many people in this city.

"Who are you?" Yang Jian stopped and stared at her.

The woman hurriedly put on the sunglasses, and said with a complicated expression: "My name is Su Qing. I met you on the plane before. Although you were not friendly last time, Mr. Yang, I still have to thank you."

"Airplane?" Yang Jian thought for a while.

It seems to be a little impressed.

The female passenger who was attacked by ghost hands?

"I remembered, which woman are you who almost died? Compared with the last time, your attitude seems to be much better. Sure enough, people will have a long memory when they suffer."

Yang Jian still had a cold face; "But don't thank me, I have nothing to thank you for, I just completed the task."

After speaking, he was ready to leave.

This kind of strange woman who met once is enough to say hello, there is no need to waste more time.

"Hey, my friend, just now my girlfriend thanked you, is this your attitude? It's too disrespectful to others." A muscular man next to him frowned in displeasure.