Mysterious recovery

"Go around the village first, check the situation, and then find a place to live." He secretly said in his heart.

Immediately.

Carrying his luggage, he shuttled through the village, familiar with the terrain and roads of the village, and at the same time paying attention to some strange places.

"Yang Jian, do you mind if you say a few words?" At this moment, Zhang Han from the Xiaoqiang Club got rid of the others and chased after him.

Yang Jian looked back and asked curiously, "Zhang Han? Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Han smiled: "It's obviously not enough for you to solve this supernatural event alone, so how about this, let's help each other and work together, how about it?"

"You are a member of the club, why don't you go to the club to cooperate with me?" Yang Jian said as he walked.

"I'm definitely looking for the most capable people to work with. To tell the truth, they are still a bit far behind you. I think our cooperation has the highest success rate." Zhang Han said sincerely.

Yang Jiandao: "It's too early to say this now. It's just rumors that there are supernatural events. I'm not sure if there is a ghost. Maybe the ghost has left Huanggang Village. After all, the location of ghosts will change. of."

"If there is a ghost, come and talk to me about cooperation."

Zhang Han smirked: "That's true."

"Cough, cough, cough."

While Yang Jian was chatting with Zhang Han, suddenly a coughing sound came from behind, so close that it was almost on his body, and the voice was weak and powerless, as if he was terminally ill.

"Who?"

Zhang Han broke out in a cold sweat in an instant, but when he looked back, there was no one there.

I just saw an old wooden house from the direction the sound came from.

This wooden house has been abandoned, most of the tiles on the roof have collapsed, and half of the door panels have disappeared. The interior is dark and damp, and even poultry and wild dogs are unwilling to hide.

"Won't it be so unlucky?" Zhang Han muttered.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he strode over, and kicked open the door of the wooden house.

"Bang~!"

The door panel of the wooden house was cracked and fell to the ground because of aging, and everything inside was presented in front of him.

Nothing but weeds.

"Is there no one?" Yang Jian's face became a little dignified.

"Is it... a ghost?" Zhang Han asked.

Yang Jiandao: "I don't know, I didn't feel any danger, maybe the old man passing by coughed. After all, there are many trails in this village, and it's normal for someone to pass by. If you make a fuss, you will only scare yourself. Don't follow me. If here It’s really a ghost, when you come to inform me, then I can consider whether to join forces with you.”

He hadn't thought about dealing with this ghost alone at all, and he deliberately released news for the club's people to come, just to have a mantis catch the cicada and the oriole behind him.

Therefore, I do not intend to charge at the front.

"Since you said so, then I won't force it. I wish you good luck." Zhang Han felt that the neighborhood was not very safe, so he hurriedly left.

Chapter 84 The ghost hovering at the door

After walking around the village, nothing special was found.

Everything is calm.

But this kind of calm made Yang Jian feel a little uneasy in his heart.

After all, the data shows that there is indeed a supernatural event here, and it is absolutely impossible for that company to use a false news to let the group of people from Yang Jian and the Xiaoqiang Club come over.

Simple deception is meaningless and will only bring you endless trouble.

"There must be something unusual here, maybe I just didn't find it, it's better to ask someone." Yang Jian secretly thought.

He unknowingly came to the back of the village.

At this moment, an old man in his early sixties is taking care of his vegetable garden.

Yang Jian walked over and said hello: "Master, are you growing vegetables?"

The old man glanced back and resumed his own business.

"Master, I'm a visitor from the city, and I want to ask you, why does this village seem deserted, and there is still a funeral at the entrance of the village... Did something happen?" Yang Jian asked.

"Go~!"

The old man replied with a very unfriendly attitude.

"..."

Yang Jian's mouth twitched, but he was not angry, and continued to ask: "Master, do you know how the man at the entrance of the village died? He is young and handsome, so it's a pity to die like this."

"Go~!"

The old man spoke clearly, and every roll was calm and powerful, as if he had gone through thousands of tempers.

"Master, can't you just talk about it, can't you just say this one word?" Yang Jian asked.

"Get out of here you little brats, didn't you see that your uncle is very busy?"

The old man squinted at Yang Jian, his attitude was more than unfriendly, it was simply vile.

Yang Jian thought for a while, and took out 100 yuan from his pocket: "How about 100 yuan for three questions?"

When the old man saw the 100 yuan, he was stunned for a moment, then he dropped the vegetable seedling in his hand vigorously, ran to Yang Jian, took the 100 yuan away very quickly, and then said with a smile: "Where are you?" The child in my family is really promising, just ask what you want, there is nothing in Huanggang Village that I don't know about."

The power of money is indeed powerful.

Yang Jian sighed in his heart and asked, "Master, Huanggang Village has always been so deserted, but recently?"

"It's always been like this. The young people in the village have gone to the city to buy a house and live. The village is a little more lively during the New Year and festivals. Usually, the old people like us stay in the village." The old man said.

"Has anything strange happened in Huanggang Village recently?" Yang Jian asked again.

"Nothing strange." The old man shook his head.

Yang Jian said, "Which family died in the mourning hall at the entrance of the village?"

"I don't know." The old man said: "There is no such person in the village, maybe he is a relative of some family."

do not know?

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment. There was a person who died in this village, and he was doing a funeral, but the old man didn't know him.

This obviously doesn't make sense.

According to normal folklore, the dead person must be spread everywhere.

"Actually, what I want to ask is, is there any possibility that your Huanggang Village...has been haunted recently?" Yang Jian finally asked straight to the point.

Haunted?

The uncle was obviously stunned for a moment, which seemed a little incredible, but then he rubbed his fingers again, with a strong hint.

"..."

I almost forgot, this is already the fourth question, I didn't expect this uncle to be so real.

Yang Jian gave him another 100 yuan.

Then the uncle said: "Every year, people in the village say that there are ghosts. They have been haunted for decades, but they haven't seen any farts. You look like a man who has read books. What's wrong? Young people like to listen to ghost stories now. Is it?"

"That's not true, it's just casually asking and asking." Yang Jian said casually.

He was a little disappointed.

I feel like I don't get anything useful.

Is there really a supernatural event in this Huanggang Village?

"By the way, uncle, do you have any place to stay here? I want to stay here for a few days." Yang Jian asked.

"There is a room in my house that is vacant, 100 yuan a night, can't I live in it?" said the old man, and he started a business with Yang Jian.

that's it.

He temporarily borrowed, no, he should have rented this old man's house.

This old man is Liu Genrong, one of the left-behind elders in the village.

He said that his two sons lived in Dachang City and would only come back if there was something wrong at home. As for his wife, he passed away last year.

"Three days, I only plan to stay here for three days. If nothing happens within three days, I will return to Dachang City and find that Sun Lihong to settle accounts."

"Even if there is really a supernatural event here, but if the ghost is really hiding deep and doesn't plan to show up, I don't have the time to look for it slowly. After all, I don't have the time to spend it all the time."

With this thought in mind, Yang Jian fell asleep in the room of the old man Liu Genrong's house.

The restlessness of Li Gui's recovery made him not sleep very peacefully.

He was in that tortured pain all the time, paralyzed as usual, and he felt like something was constantly taking over his body.

It's a weird feeling, I can't put it into words.

But when Yang Jian was sleeping.

A weak, feeble cough suddenly sounded from downstairs.

"Cough, cough, cough."

The voice seemed to appear at the gate of Liu Genrong.

This sound instantly made Yang Jian, who was paralyzed on the boat, suddenly open his eyes.

"Is this... the voice during the day?"

"Wait, something is wrong, someone has gone upstairs."

Then Yang Jian's expression changed suddenly, and he heard a heavy footstep coming from the stairs.

He lives on the second floor of Liu Genrong's house, while Liu Genrong lives next door.

In other words, the ground floor is empty.

Moreover, the lights were dark outside, and the door was locked, so it was impossible for anyone to come in.

"No, it's so unfortunate, when is it bad, it has to be at this time." Cold sweat broke out on Yang Jian's forehead.

He is now paralyzed and unable to move.

"Tap, tap, tap~!"

Heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor.

From far to near.

And it can be clearly judged from the sound that a person is walking down the stairs to the second floor.

One step at a time, no more steps, no less steps.

It seems to be moving slowly.

Yang Jian tried to look in the direction of the gate, his head couldn't move, but his eyes could move a little in front of him.

But... I can't see clearly.

There was no light outside the window, and he couldn't see the direction of the door at all.

suddenly.

The heavy footsteps in the stairwell stopped.

The thing came to the second floor.

At this moment, Yang Jian didn't care how or where it came from. He only cared about whether the thing at the door was looking for him...or Liu Genrong.

Of course, it could also be found at random.

However, the structure of the rural house is simple, and the two doors on the second floor are opposite.

If it was really random, Yang Jian would have a half chance of not being selected.

"Wait, that thing doesn't seem to come in."

Suddenly.

He heard footsteps outside the door again.

It was as if someone was hovering at the door in the darkness, and footsteps were echoing back and forth.

"Cough, cough, cough."