Mysterious recovery

"You were not like this before." Jiang Yan said: "Since you agreed, then I will borrow it."

"Well, just remember to write the IOU." Yang Jian said.

"They definitely don't plan to pay it back, and it's probably worthless to write an IOU," Jiang Yan said.

Yang Jian said: "I didn't plan to ask them to pay it back, but I have to be on guard. One day I will turn my face and deny anyone, or if I quarrel with my mother, I will sue them directly. If everyone is friendly and safe, then what's the matter?" Nothing happened, my relatives are not good relatives, it's just that there are some things that can't save face."

"Hee hee, it makes sense." Jiang Yan laughed.

She knew that Yang Jian was spending money to buy freedom. Although it was a bit wasteful, it was also a very direct way of dealing with it.

Jiang Yan quickly left again.

Yang Jian continued to search for some foreign objects.

Soon, he found a photo frame, it was a very old photo, the photo was a bit blurry, and it was still in black and white, in this photo was his family portrait, including Yang Jian when he was a child, and his mother Zhang Fen, And his father...

and many more.

Yang Jian noticed his father's appearance.

Although it is blurry, it can still be seen that the face is extremely pale, the smile is very stiff, and the eyes are dim and gray. It is not like a living person, but more like a corpse that has not been dead for a long time.

But at first glance, it seems normal. After all, no one in the photo would think of the corpse.

Yang Jian was silent.

Because in the photo, he was about three or four years old, and he had no impression at all when the photo was taken.

According to this inference.

My father died in a car accident when he was six years old, but he was no longer a normal person a year ago. As for the story and changes that happened during that period, I am afraid that no one knows. No messages, notes or anything like that was left behind.

But when Yang Jian was looking through some old objects.

"Step, step!"

There was an inexplicable sound of footsteps from the ceiling above his head. It was the sound of leather shoes falling on the ground, which was very clear.

Ok?

this moment.

Yang Jian raised his head suddenly, his whole body subconsciously tensed up, and his ghost eyes opened unconsciously.

Because Jiang Yan had gone out at this moment, and her mother hadn't come back yet, so she was the only one at home at this moment, and there was no way anyone could be upstairs.

And the room that made the noise was... the room where the father's portrait was placed.

"Are you kidding? It's been checked and there's nothing wrong with it." Yang Jian immediately put down everything in his hands and ran upstairs without hesitation.

Although he was nervous, he was not afraid.

If a ghost really appeared, Yang Jian might not be able to fight a wave head-on, not to mention that he also carried that weird hatchet with him, so he could fight back no matter how powerful a ghost was.

When Yang Jian reached the second floor, his steps suddenly stopped.

Because the door to the room on the far right on the second floor...is open.

The wooden door was clearly confirmed to be locked several times, but the door was still opened.

If this phenomenon is not careful, people will not pay attention at all. They just think that it was blown open by the wind, or that it was not locked when he left, but Yang Jian was different. He was very sure that the room was closed when he left. It is firm, and it is absolutely impossible for Jiang Yan to hang out in the room where the portrait is placed.

"There must be a problem, but I don't know where the problem is. It was the same yesterday. The door of the room opened by itself." Yang Jian walked into the room again with a sullen face.

The source of the footsteps was never found.

Everything in the room is exactly the same as before, without any changes or changes.

Even his ghost eyes didn't detect anything wrong.

If not, how could Yang Jian sleep next to Jiang Yan last night, thinking that his life was not long enough?

"This place is getting weirder and weirder. First, a nightmare started, and then I found two human heads today, a divided corpse, and then four guys who sent letters went to the woods... and then there was nothing. There were footsteps in the room of one person, and it is suspected that there is a ghost wandering here."

"The most important thing is that I couldn't find any clues from the beginning to the end."

"It looks abnormal, but I can't find the source of the abnormality. Even if I search all over the village in Huangquan, there is nothing to gain."

Yang Jian is not impatient at the moment, he is thinking.

A terrible conjecture appeared in his mind.

Perhaps the source of the anomaly is not in reality, but in that nightmare.

In yesterday's nightmare, his cousin Xiaoyuan pulled him away from the village quickly, and he didn't even know the situation in the village.

What if that nightmare had something to do with reality?

"If that's the case, the ghost making the noise is in the room next to me in the dream village." Yang Jian was startled when he thought of this.

Because he went out of the room when he had a nightmare last night. If there was a ghost in the next room, wouldn't it mean that the distance between himself and the ghost was only a few meters... If it wasn't for my cousin who pulled me away in time, maybe I would Have a very intimate encounter with ghosts.

And with Yang Jian's state of having a nightmare for the first time at that time, there is a high probability that something will happen.

"So, the ghost is in the dream, and it is gradually affecting reality."

After pondering for a long time, Yang Jian came to such a conclusion.

If the guess is correct, then the ghost cannot be dealt with, because you cannot fight the ghost in the dream, even if you kill the ghost, the nightmare will end at most, but the ghost will not die.

No solution.

Yang Jian secretly thought that this was an unexplainable supernatural event.

Ghosts cannot be imprisoned or dealt with in dreams, and they will start to affect reality, pulling living people into dreams, and ghost masters cannot escape, and ghost masters will have even more terrifying dreams when they fall into dreams.

It is simply an endless loop, and no breakthrough can be found.

"If I really can't find a way to deal with it, then I can only leave this hometown early tomorrow morning." Yang Jian felt that this was the only safe way.

Because the supernatural events only happened in this vicinity, and there was no such phenomenon in Dachang City, which shows that it is regional and can be avoided.

Chapter 7 The Shouter at Night

Night fell again.

The peaceful and peaceful village was once again shrouded in darkness. Only scattered street lamps in the village were still emitting a yellowish light, and some street lamps were not lit at all because they had not been overhauled.

Yang Jian did not leave the old house during this period.

He has been staying in the room where the portrait is placed, paying attention to the movement here, like a wooden man without any unnecessary movements.

But it's a pity.

Except for the footsteps before, Yang Jian didn't notice anything.

He guessed that the nightmare was still going on. The ghost in the dream left this place and would not come back for the time being.

"Yang Jian, what are you doing? I've been looking for you for a long time." Jiang Yan appeared cautiously outside the corridor at this time, and took a sneak peek inside.

She breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Yang Jian in the room.

"What do you want from me? Go to bed if you have nothing to do, it's getting dark." Yang Jian had heard the movement a long time ago, so he wasn't surprised.

Jiang Yan came in and said, "Isn't this what I just wanted to report to you? Guess how much money I borrowed just now? Your relatives seem to be crazy. I was almost killed. Surrounded, sure enough, this good man can't do anything wrong."

"You take care of it yourself, I'm not interested in knowing about such trivial matters." Yang Jian said.

"Small things? How about a few million?" Jiang Yan said, "It's enough to support me for a lifetime."

"Where's my mother?" Yang Jian ignored it and asked instead.

Jiang Yan said, "I just went back to my room to sleep, on the first floor, what's the matter?"

"Just ask if you have nothing to do." Yang Jian said.

At this time, Jiang Yan came over, grabbed Yang Jian's neck from behind, and said with a smile, "It's so boring for you to sit here alone, why don't I accompany you, it's rare for us to get along, is it really good to waste time like this?" ?”

After finishing speaking, she pressed against Yang Jian's ear, looking very intimate.

Yang Jian was as cold as a piece of wood, and he glanced at him slightly: "I have a hunch that things will not be normal in this village tonight. I will keep watch at night. You don't want to be like Lin Xiaoxi during the day and suddenly attack yourself. Cut off your own head."

"what?"

Jiang Yan was so frightened that she shrank back: "Are you scaring me again?"

"I didn't scare you. I thought about leaving Meishan Village overnight, but after thinking about it carefully, I didn't deal with more things, so I decided to stay for another day. My decision was actually a bit reckless, because if an accident happened, you might be taken away. My mom got involved with it."

Yang Jian was silent for a while.

"But I was worried that if I sent you away, in case you were in danger in Dachang City, and I might not be able to rescue you in time here, so I made this decision after thinking about it."

"Hee hee, you really care about me the most." Jiang Yan's focus was a bit strange, but at this moment she laughed happily.

She felt that she had become very important and began to be taken seriously.

But in the end, Yang Jian drove her to the next room to rest.

Because he wants to make sure nothing goes wrong before he leaves tomorrow.

However, as time goes by.

The night gradually deepened.

Yang Jian was still sitting alone in the room, facing the portrait on the table, while also paying attention to the movement around him.

It should have been past eleven o'clock by this time, and most of the village should have fallen asleep. It was very quiet outside, and there were no strange sounds, not even the roar of passing cars.

Falling asleep in this environment believes that the quality of sleep must be very good.

But Yang Jian still didn't sleep, he didn't dare to sleep for fear of having another nightmare.

But around one o'clock in the morning, Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, because he heard a movement, the sound of a person passing by the side alley, although the movement was very slight, but he listened carefully in this silent night The words can still be heard.

It was night and someone was walking around the village.

But is it really a human being who walks outside at this time?

Judging roughly from the location of the sound, that person seemed to be passing by his door.

Yang Jian decided to go out to have a look, but just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly heard a person downstairs calling himself.

"Yang Jian, are you there?"

This is not the voice of my cousin Xiaoyuan, but the voice of a strange man, a stranger who has never met before, because Yang Jian has no impression in his heart.

But before Yang Jian could do anything, his expression flickered, and then the room underwent a huge change.

The room quickly became old, and the lights went out in a flash. At the same time, the layout of the room was completely different from before.

The table where the portraits were originally placed turned into a single bed at some point, and at the same time, there were some old objects in the room that were incompatible with the previous ones, as if the place had returned to more than ten years ago. All the furnishings are very old.

Even, Yang Jian saw a pair of replacement leather shoes beside the single bed.

There are several more footprints on the ground, which are left by the soles of the shoes sticking to the mud.

"damn it."

Yang Jian realized something and immediately walked out of the room.

Immediately, his expression changed.

The village is no longer the one he is familiar with, but a little strange. Many houses and buildings have become more than ten years ago. The street lights at the door have disappeared, and the sky is dark and depressing. There is no light at all, but it is weird. What's more, the surroundings don't look dark, but they can see the surrounding environment clearly.

Is it a dream?

The nightmare started again.

Yang Jian realized that he was drawn into a nightmare again, but he himself felt incredible, because he was very sure that he hadn't slept at all just now, and his consciousness was very clear. If it was a supernatural event codenamed Nightmare, he wouldn't sleep It is avoidable.

Is it because you appeared downstairs and called my name?

He found something in common between the two nightmares.

The first time was my cousin Xiaoyuan calling my name from downstairs, and the second time was the voice of a strange man calling my name downstairs.

As soon as he called his name, he entered a nightmare.

It's just a flash of godly kung fu, and it's not something you can resist by staying awake. It's equivalent to a secret signal to start a supernatural event.

But don't wait for Yang Jian to think about it.

The door to the next room opened again.

Jiang Yan rubbed her somewhat messy hair, and said in a daze, "Yang Jian, what did you ask me to come out so late, I'm still sleeping?"