Mysterious Recovery

A strange voice lingered in the room, shouting Yang Jian's name, looking for him like a ghost.

The voice began to look for from the first floor, and gradually went to the second floor, the third floor, and then to the fourth floor.

In the room on the fourth floor, the lights are bright.

Jiang Yan was lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone, constantly expressing her personal dynamics.

"Recently, my boyfriend ignored me again. I am now distraught. It's so bleak to save me by such a big house."

The result is the big villa of Yang Jian.

And her last dynamic was: Be a happy little licking dog, believe in yourself, and have everything you need in the end.

Moving forward; my boyfriend gave me five million and asked me to buy a car. What kind of car should I buy?

There are dozens of people replies below each post, all from her high school, college classmates, and some relatives and friends.

"Sister Jiang, your boyfriend definitely doesn't love you anymore, please introduce it to me quickly."

"How can you be so rich as a criminal policeman, there must be a problem."

"When will you get married? Waiting for your wedding wine, I heard that the chemical pollution in Dachang City, Jiang Yan, are you okay?"

Jiang Yan was humming a song, flipping through the comments, and replies to a few from time to time, with a happy and contented expression on her face, even a little smug.

What she didn't notice was that a voice calling Yang Jian's name had been hovering beside her, as if someone was standing beside her whispering.

But Jiang Yan didn't react at all. No matter how entangled the voice was, she still didn't hear it.

Finally, the voice lingered for a while and then left, and then headed to the fifth floor.

"Yang Jian, Ghost Eye Detective Yang Jian..." The voice came all the way up the stairs, and finally reached the fifth floor.

One of the rooms on the fifth floor is Yang Jian’s residence.

After going up to the fifth floor, this sound continued to linger in various rooms, and finally got into a room along the crack of the door. This room was a room with a ghost mirror. Although the door was locked, this sound But he could penetrate all the holes, and he went straight into it.

There was nothing in the dark room, only a ghost mirror covered by black cloth.

When this sound lingered in the room, the ghost mirror suddenly vibrated slightly, and the black cloth covering the ghost mirror slowly slipped down.

"Yang Jian, come out quickly."

When the sound came to the front of the ghost mirror, a person exactly like Yang Jian walked out from the depths of the mirror. He stood in front of the mirror, seeming to want to follow the sound out of the mirror, but was blocked by the mirror. I couldn't get out of trouble smoothly.

"Yang Jian, Ghost Eye Detective Yang Jian..." The voice still lingered in the room.

The Yang Jian in the mirror kept advancing with the voice of the follower.

But it still has no effect.

The Yang Jian in the mirror does not exist in this world and cannot escape.

The voice finally gave up and floated out of the room again.

After the sound left, the ghost mirror recovered calm again, and the Yang Jian in the mirror turned and sank into the depths of the mirror.

Looking for room after room.

Finally, it came to Yang's bedroom on this floor.

The voice gradually drifted to the head of the bed.

Yang Jian, who was sleeping, felt like he was not under his control at this moment. He wanted to stand up, walked out of bed with the whole voice, and left here.

This kind of behavior is like sleepwalking, it feels like being guided and controlled by something weird.

But just a moment.

Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes.

The body trembled slightly, broke free of this restraint and control, and then stretched out his hand to grab the air.

The sound in my ear stopped abruptly and disappeared in an instant.

"Yang Jian, what's the matter?" Zhang Liqin said in a daze with her arms around his neck.

"court death."

A faint red light appeared from Yang Jian's body, covering the entire room, and then the red light radiated from the room, and immediately spread to the entire Guanjiang community. In just a few seconds, he had insight into everything around him and found that At the source of this weird sound, he spit out two words abruptly.

"You go to bed first, I'll go out."

After a sound, he completely disappeared.

"My voice has disappeared. That Yang room is coming. Be careful, he is terrible..."

At this moment, in a pavilion for rest in the community, Lin Luomei used a voice device to make a sound.

"Terrible? How terrible is it?" Russell smiled and said, "Is it terrible to have me?"

Lin Luomei just wanted to talk, but the next moment her face suddenly changed, and her whole person flew up, tied a straw rope around her neck, and hung her whole person.

Asphyxiation, powerless to resist, people instantly feel the fear of dying.

There seemed to be a pair of invisible big hands on the grass rope, tightened desperately, and a little scary with terrifying power.

"Lose, let me go." Lin Luomei opened her mouth and made a few strange sounds with difficulty.

The ghost rope was loosened a little at once, but it was tightened again soon.

Although it worked, it was not obvious.

"Damn it," Russell and the man next to him jumped up.

They found that many weird grass ropes began to fall from the pavilion one after another. These nooses fell towards them as if they were looking for a target.

"Russell Yi, something is wrong, this is a revived ghost, and Lin Luomei can't resist such horror." The man next to him said in a little horror.

It's not just this pavilion.

In the community outside, countless ropes hung from the sky, floating, as if to hang everyone up.

"Yang Jian, we are not malicious, we just want to invite you to meet." Russell said immediately.

He knows that there are still people living in this community, and if there is a ghost here, there can be no living people.

The only answer is Yang Jian.

This is the method of the ghost-eye detective Yang Jian.

"You are not the Interpol, but you look like folks who drive ghosts. There are no people like you in Dachang City. You are from a different place? If this is the case, I can convict you of assaulting the Interpol and kill it on the spot. , Legal and reasonable, after all, you were suspected of doing it just now." Yang Jian's voice came from the front.

But he saw him walking step by step with a calm face.

A hideous ghost eye on his forehead, turning restlessly, looking around.

A person who is extremely dangerous.

As soon as Russell looked at Yang Jian's eye, he couldn't help feeling a little frightened, something was giving a strong warning.

"Yang Jian, we are just looking for you to say hello, and we don't want to attack you."

My heart suddenly became tense.

He felt that he had seriously underestimated this Yang Jian, thinking that no matter how three people came together, he would be able to cope with various situations.

Where did you know that the three people who met Kung Fu had already fallen into desperation.

The grass ropes hanging down all over the sky, a ghost that has completely recovered, this is the beginning of a nightmare, let alone Yang Jian has not officially started.

"You call it hello like this?"

A cold palm suddenly appeared in front of Russell Yi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ directly pinched his neck and lifted him up.

The Yang Jian in the distance disappeared.

Then weirdly appeared in front of Russell Yi.

Russell opened his eyes wide and subconsciously wanted to resist, but he was horrified to find that his body was no longer able to move. It seemed that something cold had invaded his body and occupied everything.

No, not only can't move, even the ghost in the body has no response.

"What are you kidding? This guy can suppress even ghosts?" His heart was horrified to the extreme.

He has also encountered many ghost wielders, but no one can reach this level. The Yang Jian in front of him is no longer at the same level as ordinary ghost wielders.

"Yang Jian, calm down, we really have no malice." The man remaining beside him hurriedly said, completely afraid to confront Yang Jian.

He was already frightened just by being careful of the ghost ropes floating around.

"Give you five minutes to explain what you are coming for. If you can't satisfy me, the three of you will stay here today. I have always been very patient. I usually don't want to talk nonsense when I can do it." Yang Jian stared at the man next to him. Said.

He did not let go of Russell One in his hand.

Because I feel that this person's abilities should be the strongest among the three, and the woman who was hung up is the strangest. The voice actually has a feeling of controlling people, no, it can even control ghosts.

It’s just that this ability is weaker,

But Yang Jian believes that if the ghost in this woman recovers, or it is perfectly controlled, it will definitely be a very terrifying thing.

So suppress these two people first, and the remaining one is not a threat. I want to talk about "Mystical Recovery" with more like-minded people. WeChat pays attention to "Excellent Literature", read novels, talk about life, and find friends~