Mysterious Recovery

The coffin shop chose to compromise at this moment, and was willing to take the initiative to lose money to Yang Jian, just in exchange for him not to rob again.

Looking at the paper money flying all over the sky in front of him, Yang Jian finally realized his conscience, decided to accept it as soon as it was good, and agreed to a deal with the coffin shop.

Stretching out his ghost hand, Yang Jian quickly grabbed the ghost money.

Soon, there was a thick stack of colorful banknotes in his hand. Counting them carefully, including the thirty-six yuan in his hand before, there is a total of two hundred and thirty-six yuan now.

The coffin shop actually paid Yang Jian two hundred yuan in one go.

Whether this money is placed now or during the period of the Republic of China, it is a huge sum of money.

"It seems that this coffin shop is really afraid of being robbed, otherwise how could it be willing to pay so much money." Yang Jian thought to himself.

Or in other words, this coffin shop used to be a black-hearted business and earned too much money. It dared to sell a coffin for thirty-six yuan. The two hundred yuan used to be worth five or six coffins.

But no matter what, Yang Jian's trip was worth it.

He took a deep look at the coffin shop.

Yang Jian no longer stepped in, but turned and left.

This time he really left Ghost Street and Taiping Ancient Town, and it is estimated that he will not set foot here again for a long time.

"Let's go back to Dachang City."

Yang Jian had to start thinking of a way to solve the problem of his ghost's recovery.

With a red coffin as a guarantee, he somewhat had some confidence that he would not be completely helpless. After all, it was really impossible to lie down in the coffin and survive for a while, but that kind of result was not what he wanted to see.

In this era, supernatural powers are completely out of control, many things still need to be done by Yang Jian, he can't rest yet.

In less than a moment.

Yang Jian had already arrived in Dachang City with Lin Yunhui.

"This is the city I am in charge of. My task is to deal with all the supernatural events in this city and nearby, to ensure the normal life of ordinary people. But now because of a battle, many responsible persons have died, and now there is a serious shortage of manpower. , In some cities, no one is responsible for handling supernatural events, so now I have to take care of the safety of the other six or seven small cities nearby."

Lin Yunhui took a look at Dachang City, she nodded and said: "It is indeed a very peaceful city, there are no supernatural events happening, it is already a luxury to have such a place where you can live and work in peace and contentment in this era, what did you do? Things are admirable.”

Regardless of Yang Jian's character and virtue, he has truly protected the residents of a city and saved millions of people from being threatened by supernatural events. This alone is enough to be respected.

Moreover, Yang Jian didn't live a luxurious life, nor did he commit any crimes, and everything was just running around for survival.

No matter what era it is in, such a person is a living Bodhisattva, worthy of burning incense and worshiping.

If it were someone with selfishness and desires, they would probably already be drinking and singing every night.

"I have limited ability alone, and I don't have many skills, so I still need the help of my teammates. Since you have chosen to join my team, you have to shoulder the corresponding responsibilities. From today, you have to help deal with supernatural events. Of course, You can also refuse." Yang Jian looked at her and said.

"Why should you refuse? Fight against the supernatural, ensure the normal life of ordinary people, and extend the life of the living. This is what every ghost master should do. Although the era of the Republic of China was chaotic, it was because of their different philosophies. Fights and conflicts, but even so, it is everyone's consensus to fight against ghosts."

"I'd be happy to help you deal with supernatural events and protect the safety of the city." Lin Yunhui said very seriously.

"It's not enough to just talk but not do it. I want to see your achievements."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he brought Lin Yunhui to Shangtong Building, and went to Liu Xiaoyu's office.

At this moment, many staff members in Liu Xiaoyu's office are busy. They are constantly answering calls, recording files, and then determining where there may be supernatural events.

"Yang Jian, you're here." Liu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up when she saw Yang Jian appear, and she immediately stood up.

"Mr. Yang." The others greeted one after another.

"Yang Jian." Yang Xiaohua also looked happy. Like the eagle, she was resurrected by supernatural powers, and now she is working for Yang Jian.

"To make a long story short, this is Lin Yunhui, a ghost master I just recruited. From today onwards, she will join my team to help me deal with supernatural events. Liu Xiaoyu, do you have any unresolved supernatural events? She, let her do it." Yang Jian said.

"Yes, in just half a day, I have already identified three supernatural events, and five are suspected to be supernatural events. These are archive materials." Liu Xiaoyu immediately took out a stack of documents.

The documents all record the time and place of the supernatural event, as well as some simple descriptions of the supernatural, such as the appearance of the deceased at the scene, the scale of the supernatural, and so on.

"Leave it to me to deal with it." Lin Yunhui was also very active, walked over and took the stack of documents, and then looked through the first document.

"Xiaochun City? I'll go for a walk right now."

Then she closed the file, ready to act immediately, and she seemed to be an action group.

Liu Xiaoyu said: "Miss Lin, please give me ten minutes to register your identity and create a file before you act."

"Okay." Lin Yunhui nodded.

Yang Jian said: "I have other things to attend to so I won't accompany you."

"I'll make arrangements for Ms. Lin, don't worry." Liu Xiaoyu said.

Yang Jian nodded, he glanced at Lin Yunhui and didn't say anything, then turned and left immediately.

Lin Yunhui was a mystery to him, and he wasn't even sure if she was really resurrected, but as long as she could help deal with the supernatural events and stabilize the situation, then Yang Jian could allow her existence.

After making arrangements for Lin Yunhui, Yang Jian returned to Guanjiang Community alone.

At this moment, there is no one at home, because Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin have brought Yang Jian's mother back to their hometown, and asked Jiang Yan to build a new house in Yang Jian's hometown, and also built a new safe house. It can be guaranteed, after all, Yang Jian will have to deal with the recovery of his own ghost, and there will be a period of time when he will not be able to take care of the safety of his relatives.

So Yang Jian did not go home, but came to the back of the community.

There is a single house there, which looks out of place with the surrounding tall buildings.

This place was rebuilt from an old house in the period of the Republic of China, and it is also Wang Shanshan's residence. Because Wang Shanshan was affected by the supernatural, her body was different from ordinary people, which made her unable to live like a normal person, so she chose to live alone.

Wang Shanshan was not surprised by Yang Jian's arrival.

Because Wang Shanshan had sensed it when he approached.

"Why do you come to my place when you have time?" Wang Shanshan sat on the sofa and watched TV, and she just turned her head slightly to look at Yang Jian's appearance.

"You have a big place here, I need to place something." Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan said, "What?"

"coffin."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, stagnant water appeared under his feet, and the spirit of Ghost Lake began to invade the surroundings quickly, and then coffins floated out of the water.

There are black coffins and red coffins, and together there are ten coffins.

"Do you think it's appropriate to put so many coffins here?" Wang Shanshan said indifferently, and couldn't help but cast a glance.

"These coffins are all empty, there is nothing inside, and there will be no danger." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he opened a coffin.

Sure enough, there was nothing in it.

But it reveals a strange breath, which makes people feel uneasy.

However, for the sake of safety, Yang Jian opened all the coffins individually, and closed them again after confirming that they were correct.

"Who are these coffins for?" Wang Shanshan asked.

"One of them is prepared for me. I'm not sure about the others. I'll prepare them first. I managed to **** this up just now. It may be difficult to buy again in the future." Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan didn't ask again, but instead asked, "When will you open the door of the third room on the second floor?"

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian slightly raised his head to look at the second floor.

The door of the third room on the second floor is made of gold, which can isolate the ghosts. I don't know what is stored in it. So far, Yang Jian has never opened it.

Even with ghost eyes peeping, only a large golden box can be seen.

"It's nothing, it's just that there seems to be some movement in that room in the past few nights. Maybe I heard it wrong, and my surveillance did not record the sound." Wang Shanshan said.

"When did it happen?" Yang Jian frowned suddenly.

It is not good news that there is still movement in a room that has been silent for decades.

"About twelve o'clock." Wang Shanshan said.

Yang Jian said: "Okay, after I'm done with the things in my hands, I'll open it and take a look to eliminate hidden dangers. If you feel scared these days, you can move out of here. I'll arrange a new place for you to live in."

"No, it's pretty good here, and I'm not afraid. If something really scary comes out of it, I can notify you as soon as possible." Wang Shanshan said.

She was silently monitoring the door for Yang Jian.

"That's hard work for you." Yang Jian didn't reject Wang Shanshan's kindness either.

"It's just a trivial matter~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You can go about your business and don't pay too much attention to me." Wang Shanshan said.

Yang Jian nodded, placed the coffins and left.

He then found a secluded place, and silently picked up the human skin paper from the lake again.

A line of distorted black characters suddenly appeared on the dark brown human skin paper.

There are still two days left before Li Gui's recovery.

Before Yang Jian could talk to the human skin paper, an important piece of information appeared.

"Sure enough, I only have two or three days left." Yang Jian kept silent, already somewhat predicting the outcome in his heart.

After all, the feeling of Li Gui's recovery is getting stronger and stronger at this moment, judging from his own experience that the critical point will not be too long.

(end of this chapter)

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