Mysterious recovery

"Since you're not stupid, then stay in the hotel. I'll go out for a walk by myself now." Yang Jian said.

"Didn't you say you were going on a trip, why didn't you bring me with you?" Jiang Yan said.

Yang Jiandao: "I hate you for being too wordy, just like my mother, I will show up at the dinner at six o'clock in the evening, just let Wang Bin and Zhang Xiangui get ready, the location remains the same, it's at the Xinji Tea Restaurant. "

After speaking, a red light suddenly flickered around.

Immediately afterwards, he suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes, without a trace.

For such a sudden disappearance, Jiang Yan was no stranger to it, but she began to doubt herself; "Am I really talkative? No, damn it, I must be trying to get rid of me saying that on purpose, I can't let him You lied, if I were a mute every day, I would definitely be ignored, only by pestering him often can he make him care more about me."

She was fantasizing in her mind, persistently wanting to attack Yang Jian.

This is the biggest challenge in life, and Jiang Yan also enjoys it.

After Yang Jian left the hotel, he didn't hang out in Da'ao City. He was not familiar with this city. The humanities and environment here felt strange. He, who lived in Dachang City all year round, was out of tune with this place.

But he still decided to explore a few places.

soon.

He appeared in front of an underground safe house.

"A very high-level safe house." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and put his hand on the cold door.

Grab the doorknob and pull hard.

The thick metal gate was immediately deformed, and at the same time, red lights flashed around it, and an alarm was activated.

But Yang Jian turned a blind eye and forcefully opened the door of the safe house.

He strode in. Inside was a large basement, where some food, water, and some survival equipment were stored. In addition, there were some more valuable things, such as antiques, calligraphy and paintings, gold, etc. of.

"A safe house, just to store some money? It should be built for emergency use. I'm afraid it's redundant."

After Yang Jian went in and turned around, he shook his head and left quickly.

He just left not long ago.

Outside the safe house, someone rushed over with security guards.

"The alarm outside didn't go off, but the alarm inside the safe house did. Someone directly invaded here and opened the safe house."

The leader was a mature man in his 30s. His face was a bit ugly, so he went in and took an inventory.

It turned out that nothing was missing, only the gate was broken.

"People from the supernatural circle have been here before, and they are also extraordinary people."

The man took a deep breath, his body trembling slightly, with an inexplicable fear.

With such a high security level, the other party walked around here casually like shopping and then left.

"Go and check the surveillance." The mature man came back to his senses, and was going to check the surveillance to see who had visited here.

But at this moment, Yang Jian had already rushed to the next place to investigate, and he didn't feel anything wrong with his behavior.

He wanted to investigate hidden dangers and determine what was in the safe house.

The second place is not a safe house, but a residential building in an old town in Tai O City.

This is an old building with 24 floors. However, because the houses here are in disrepair for a long time and all kinds of living facilities are not complete, there are not many people staying here. Residents here.

But even so, the building was still not full.

Yang Jian stopped in front of the building at this moment, he did not enter the building.

People passing by looked at him with curious and strange eyes.

"Young man, do you want to rent a house? I have a house here, and I can rent it to you at a low price." An elderly man greeted him and walked over with a smile.

Yang Jian glanced at him, but didn't speak.

At this time, a woman next to him reminded: "Young man, don't rent the house here. A while ago, several young men disappeared in this building. Some grandma said that she saw a ghost in the corridor. There are unclean things here. I heard that At night, there are still many strange people wandering in the corridor, as if looking for something."

"In short, there are some evil ways. If you believe me, go and look elsewhere."

"There's no such thing as evil, don't listen to that granny's nonsense, I grew up here, if there is a ghost, I can live to this day?" the old man said loudly.

"It didn't exist before, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist now." The woman said.

The old man was very angry and felt that this person blocked his business, so he started to curse, and the woman was not to be outdone, and the two quarreled downstairs.

Yang Jian remained expressionless, still looking at the building.

The ghostly eyes on his forehead peep.

Layers of exploration.

At close range, Yang Jian can see very carefully.

However, the first floor, the second floor, the third floor... When Yang Jian saw the No.18 floor.

suddenly.

The door of a room suddenly vibrated violently, but then subsided quickly.

The gate was tightly locked, and there were seven or eight locks hanging on it, and the seven or eight locks were of different ages. The oldest lock was an old-fashioned copper lock, which was rusty and ugly, and the latest one The lock was also added two years ago, and it seems that no one wants to open the door.

Moreover, the gate is very strong, and there is an iron gate outside, which cannot be opened without some brute force.

"Is there a ghost inside?" Yang Jian stared at the oldest copper lock.

He had seen the style of this copper lock before.

When he was in the ancient house, he had seen the same copper lock in front of the mysterious room where Sister Hong was.

It's just that the copper lock of the ancient house is well preserved, but the copper lock is full of rust and dust.

"For the same lock, the key may be common, and I may be able to open it." Yang Jian was hesitating in his heart.

But in the end such an idea was dismissed.

This is Tai O City, not his Da Chang City, so there is no need for him to look for trouble.

If something terrible is released after opening the copper lock, then he has to wipe the ass of the person in charge here.

Think about it or forget it.

Immediately, Yang Jian turned and left without hesitation.

He went to the third place where he could not peek.

The third place is an old house, and it was in the period of the Republic of China, but this old house was not abandoned, but was renovated, and turned into a restaurant, and it is still in business, but there are fewer customers. There are only a few scattered tables, and it seems that the business is very bad.

Yang Jian frowned slightly and walked into the restaurant.

As soon as he walked in, his expression sank.

Because he smelled a familiar smell.

It was the smell of burning corpse oil.

Yang Jian raised his head and looked at the oil lamp hanging from the ceiling.

The source of the flavor is there.

"In a restaurant, corpse oil lamps are lit. Is this cooking for the living or for the dead?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, looking at the food on the tables of the guests.

Chapter 110: The Sealed Corpse

This Chinese restaurant is exquisitely decorated, very stylish, and the environment is secluded, which is very suitable for some diners who like quiet to come here to eat.

But there is an inconspicuous oil lamp hanging in such a place.

It was not an ordinary oil lamp, but a corpse oil lamp.

Because there is only one lamp, it is not noticed by people, and the smell of burning is also very, very faint. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to smell it when staying here. Only people like Yang Jian who have been dealing with ghosts all the year round will understand this. Very sensitive to smell.

No, it cannot be said to be sensitive, it should be said to be very familiar.

In an unreasonable place, there was a familiar smell, which Yang Jian naturally noticed immediately.

But at this moment, Yang Jian's eyes were fixed on the food that those guests ate.

"There is no problem with the food, and there is no problem with the diners, so there is something wrong with the owner of this restaurant."

After observing for a while, Yang Jian basically confirmed the problem here.

This hotel hides some secrets that he doesn't know, and the sight of some places is distorted under the prying eyes of ghosts. Under this distortion, all the pictures are blurred and he can't see clearly. Interference, hindering the peeping of ghost eyes.

"It's spiritual interference again, but this level of interference can't stop me from spying."

Yang Jian was expressionless, this time he didn't intend to give up just like that, but opened his ghost eyes again, and released the ghost domain directly, and the starting point was the fourth-level ghost domain.

This level of ghost domain can already ignore most of the spiritual interference.

As the red light enveloped the hotel, the place that was previously disturbed by the spirit appeared.

He saw a dark, quiet basement.

In this basement, there is a rusty and filthy iron chain, but a slightly dry dead body hangs on this iron chain. Wearing a black cloth hood, this hood covers the entire head, making it difficult to see the appearance of the dead body.

"This is a fierce ghost that has been successfully restrained." Yang Jiangui stared at the dead body for a while, and immediately judged it.

This is by no means a normal corpse, because judging from the degree of rust on the iron chain and the age of the basement, the corpse has been hanging here for at least ten years, or even longer.

"Corpse oil dripped from the corpse's feet."

Later, Yang Jian observed that there were two black needles inserted into the soles of the left and right feet of the corpse. The black needles should be made of gold, but because they had been soaked in the corpse for a long time, they appeared Black, because black liquid drips from the two needles from time to time.

A porcelain basin was placed at the foot of the corpse to collect the black liquid.

no doubt.

These black liquids are corpse oils, and they were taken from the ghosts, impregnated with supernatural powers, and possessed some unbelievable effects.

"Obviously, the people behind this restaurant caught an unknown scary ghost more than ten years ago, chained it up and hung it in the air, and obtained corpse oil for many years, and these corpse oils have supernatural powers. characteristics, maybe it can be used to make supernatural props." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly.

"The reason why this place was converted into a restaurant is probably to cover up the smell of corpse oil, and to worry about being found by people in the supernatural circle. No, no, since you are afraid of being found, why do you want to put a corpse oil lamp here?"

He was speculating on the meaning of the corpse oil lamp placed here.

Unfortunately, Yang Jian didn't have any clue.

But the next moment, Yang Jian disappeared into the restaurant.

Everyone in the store didn't notice him, it seemed that he was just a superfluous person, even though he was standing in the middle of the hall, he didn't seem to exist, whether he appeared or left.

When Yang Jian appeared again, he was in the basement of this old house.

He raised his head slightly to look at the withered corpse that was chained and hung in mid-air. Although he was a little curious and wanted to take off the hood of the corpse to see the real appearance of the corpse, he held back.

Hood, chains.

Obviously this is an arrangement to limit the ghosts.

Although I don't know what effect this has, but there must be a certain balance between the two. Only in this way can this ghost be confined here for more than ten years without being able to escape. Any move by Yang Jian here is possible. Release this ghost.

So at this moment Yang Jian slightly lowered his head to look at the porcelain basin.

A black, foul-smelling liquid was contained in the porcelain basin.

"Take some back and let that Dr. Chen study and study."

Yang Jian found an unopened beer bottle, emptied the beer inside with Huangquan and filled it with black corpse oil.

The corpse oil in the porcelain basin was reduced by more than half immediately, and it is estimated that the owner here will find the clue at a glance after returning.

But Yang Jian still did this.

"There is no other discovery. This old house was obviously cleaned up. Although there is such a detained ghost, it is still safe so far, and it is much better than the old building before."

After confirming the situation again, Yang Jian found no other hidden dangers and left with the bottle of corpse oil.

After a moment.

Yang Jian appeared in front of a villa in Tai O City again.

But after just a few glances, he lost interest.

The security measures in the villa are very high, and there are security personnel patrolling back and forth. Although this villa is weird, at least it can be proved that there is no danger. It is probably a place where a ghost master lives.

Yang Jian is not very interested in other people's secrets.

Then Yang Jian went around in other places in Tai O City.