Mysterious Recovery

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Wang Shanshan is still so cold. Under the lights at night, her skin is white and a bit transparent, as if there is no blood color, but it does not appear pale. After dancing in elementary school, she always reveals a grace and lightness in walking, which is difficult. Imagine that there will be such a special girl in this world.

But no one can think of what she has experienced to become like this.

"I didn't see you at today's party." Yang Jian walked aside and said suddenly.

"My dad called me to go, but I was not interested, so I didn't go, and I don't like crowded places very much. I only go out in the evening and usually I rarely go out." Wang Shanshan said.

Yang Jian said: "This is not good, you should go out and walk more, there is no need to treat yourself as an alien."

"I like this, and it's good." Wang Shanshan replied.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he didn't say anything. After all, he couldn't understand what kind of state Wang Shanshan was in.

soon.

The two came to a tall courtyard wall that looked like a temple. The gate was closed and locked. It was obviously forbidden to enter and exit, and surveillance was installed nearby.

The old dilapidated old house in the Republic of China is hidden here.

After Wang Shanshan opened the lock, a heavy coffin was placed in the middle of the house inside. Under the light of the light, the surface of the coffin was covered with a hazy halo. In this dim and quiet night, I saw this. Things always feel a little horrible inexplicably.

"I slept upstairs before, and this thing woke me up." She pointed to the coffin.

"Your heart is really big." Yang Jian himself admired her a little.

It doesn't matter if a coffin is placed in the middle of the lobby. The most important thing is that there is a room in this ancient house in the Republic of China that he has not opened. The door of that room has been welded to death, and it is made of gold.

Although Yang Jian was curious, he wouldn't open himself to death.

"I'll take a look at this coffin, stand a little further away." He groaned, then strode forward and came to the coffin.

There is nothing strange about the coffin itself. Jiang Yan bought it outside with money. It doesn't have any supernatural powers except that it is a little stronger and thicker. So this coffin looks infiltrating, but in fact there will be no shit.

The real problem is the contents of the coffin.

He packed the corpse of a ghost in it.

Yang Jian put his hand on the coffin board, and with his strength he could personally lift this heavy wooden board, but he did not immediately do so.

He felt the vibration from the coffin in the palm of his hand.

correct.

There is indeed an abnormality in the coffin.

"It seems to be quiet now, there was indeed movement before, as if there was a crashing sound." Wang Shanshan stood not far away and said.

"Well, I know." Yang Jian didn't doubt her words.

"I'm about to open the coffin now, it may be dangerous, you let the ghost boy protect you."

He waited for a while, made preparations, and then put his palm on the lid of the coffin with a sudden force.

The heavy coffin lid was pushed out in an instant, and then fell to the ground with a bang.

A rotten stench that had been holding back for a long time immediately spread over the surface, and the smoker was about to vomit.

Although ventilation ducts have been installed after the renovation, the stench is not so easy to dissipate, because the source is still there, and the stench will always appear.

Wang Shanshan frowned, gently covered her nose, and stepped back.

Yang Jian's face was as usual, and he was used to the smell of rotting corpses.

He looked directly into the coffin, then his face suddenly changed, and the scene inside was a bit unexpected.

The highly decomposed corpse can no longer see the shape at this moment. It is covered with a layer of black, thick hair. The black hair is densely covered under the coffin, like mold, even spreading to the wooden boards on both sides of the coffin. NS.

Thick black hair seemed to grow from a rotting corpse.

This kind of weird change was something Yang Jian had never seen before, and he couldn't even understand this phenomenon.

"The body is changing?" Yang Jian's red ghost eyes tried to see the truth.

it is a pity.

He couldn't see anything famous with his ghost eyes, what he saw was the same as what he saw with his naked eyes, there was no difference.

But to the horror, this long black hairy corpse actually seemed to be alive, occasionally twitching, occasionally as if breathing, with slight ups and downs.

Even when it was intense, the body was struggling, twisting and deforming.

Now this corpse can no longer be regarded as a corpse, it can only be regarded as a mass of rotten flesh covered with black hair.

"How is the situation inside?" Wang Shanshan asked from a distance.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment: "It's very strange. I can't explain this phenomenon. This corpse is indeed a ghost, but some incredible and weird changes are happening now. Anyway, I should take this thing away first, and I can't continue. It’s placed in the community, and it can’t be placed where I can’t monitor it.”

He thought about what to do with this coffin.

Putting it in a safe house is the safest, and it is equivalent to imprisoning a ghost.

However, the safe house in the community is not prepared for imprisoning ghosts, but for everyone to use as refuge. If a ghost is thrown in, the safe house will be destroyed.

"I have a small safe house in my office. I put this coffin there, and I can keep an eye on the situation when I go to work. If something goes wrong, the ghost will be trapped in that small safe house."

Yang Jian thought of a safer method.

"I'll take this coffin away, so I don't put it here in fear. You will rest early tonight. I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

He lifted the lid of the coffin and closed it again.

"It's okay, you should notify me next time." Wang Shanshan nodded slightly, her voice cold and pleasant.

"I made temporary arrangements before. I didn't think so much, but next time I won't. I will build a safe house where I live to place these things. I have discussed this with Uncle Zhang a few days ago." Yang Jian said.

He went to an island country, and the amount of gold in his hand was enough.

It is possible to build a safe house for placing supernatural objects and imprisoning ghosts.

This approach is very extravagant, and the financial and material resources have to keep up. If it weren't for blackmailing the president of Mishima, Yang Jian himself, the poor captain, couldn't even think about it.

Wang Shanshan said: "You just have to think about it."

Yang Jian did not speak, and directly used the ghost domain to transfer the coffin. He arrived in his office within a few seconds, then opened the heavy anti-theft door, pushed the coffin into the small room inside, and locked it. it is good.

After returning, he was going to tell Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin to stop them from entering the safe house.

After all, in the safe house, in addition to this coffin, there is also Xiong Wenwen's paper man.

There are two weird things, so ordinary people had better not touch them.

After checking, Yang Jian decided that there was no problem before going back.

At this moment.

The fifth floor of the villa in Guanjiang District.

"It turns out that Mr. Yang's hometown is so dangerous, you almost died."

Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan are staying in the room at this moment, chatting with each other, talking about their previous experiences in their hometown.

Jiang Yan was a little angry at the moment: "The most hateful thing is Yang Jian. He actually stabbed me without hesitation. I was almost killed by him. It doesn't count, I I wanted him to stay with me, but he didn't have it once, which made me look forward to it in vain."

"Damn it, if this goes on, I will really become an old aunt."

She fell on the bed and wailed.

Zhang Liqin was stunned for a moment, and understood.

Jiang Yan followed Yang Jian back to his hometown. Apart from the danger, nothing happened. She knew very well in her heart that Jiang Yan was thinking about what happened to Yang Jian all the time.

"Sister Qin, do you think Yang Jian is no longer good?" Suddenly, Jiang Yan secretly asked, holding her head under her voice.

Zhang Liqin retorted with understanding: "Nonsense, there is no such thing at all. What are you thinking about? He has only encountered a lot of supernatural events and has been affected a bit. You should understand and consider him. After all, if it weren't for Yang In the meantime, the two of us are already dead. Besides, is this bad now?"

"It's like I'm ungrateful. I like him very much."

Jiang Yan curled her mouth and said, and immediately her eyes lit up, she immediately leaned over and asked in a low voice, "By the way, when was the last time Qin sister and Yang Jian were you?"

Zhang Liqin was stunned when she heard this question. She glanced at Jiang Yan, and then some beautiful pictures appeared in her mind, her face turned red and her eyes flickered slightly.

"I, I don't know, I forgot."

"Impossible, how could you forget such an important thing? Don't you want to say it? I didn't blame you for stealing my boyfriend. You must tell me today." Jiang Yan asked like a gossip.

"I really forgot, so don't ask anymore."

Zhang Liqin tilted her head and was unwilling to answer this question. This is the secret between her and Yang Jian, how could she say it.

I'm also a woman, OK?

"Then do you still like Yang Jian?" Jiang Yan said vigilantly again.

Zhang Liqin hesitated for a moment and said, "Yang Jian saved me. What's wrong with me like him? Besides, Yang Jian's current status and status, it’s normal for women to like it. Look at those at the party today. Pretty girl, when you see Yang Jian's eyes are shining, if you and I have been by the side, they would definitely come over and strike up a conversation."

"That's different. What they like is Yang Jian's money. Yang Jian doesn't like such a vulgar person. I am different. I am true love." Jiang Yanyi said righteously.

"I don't doubt that you are true love. I mean, as long as Yang Jian is willing, there will be many young girls around him."

Zhang Liqin gave a white glance: "What is the use of staring at me alone? Besides, I am Yang Jian's secretary. Take care of him at work. Isn't things in life normal?"

"Even if Yang Jian dismissed me, he wouldn't hire another one? How can we say that we have been together for so long, and we have also experienced supernatural events together, and get along very well. If you change to a better one, it depends on what you do. ."

"It seems reasonable."

Jiang Yan's brows wrinkled, and she couldn't help feeling suddenly open.

"What makes sense?"

Suddenly a voice rang in the room, and then Yang Jian's figure appeared in front of the two people out of thin air.

Faced with this sudden appearance, the two seem to have gotten used to it.

Jiang Yan shook her head quickly and said, "No, it's nothing, I'm talking with Sister Qin, where did you go so late, which made me wait in your room for so long."

"The coffin sent last time was a bit wrong, I went to deal with it, but now it's okay, I put the thing in the office room, don't go in there in the future, wait until I have settled the matter. "Yang Jian said.

"First record what happened in the village... the file is a ghost dream."

"OK."

Zhang Liqin nodded, and immediately took out the thick notebook and began to write notes.

"I'll remember, I'll remember, I always like to write." Jiang Yan volunteered to express herself.

Yang Jian said, "That's it, start recording."

"Damn it."

Jiang Yan puffed up her face, but immediately squinted and laughed, rushing to Yang Jian and sitting down, holding his arm.

Zhang Liqin smiled. Sure enough, as long as she faced Yang Jian, Jiang Yan had no temper at all, and she was better than anyone else. If she asked her to squeak, she probably wouldn't dare to squeak a second.

This is also a mental illness.

Too obedient and dependent on this man.

It is no wonder that after knowing the relationship between herself and Yang, Jiang Yan would collapse and commit suicide by jumping off the building.

With the rustle of writing sounded.

A terrifying and desperate spiritual event was recorded by Zhang Liqin in this notebook. If you look forward, you can find it, starting from the initial knock on the door ghost incident, to the ghost incident, and then to the ghost coffin incident..... .These things describe all the experiences of Yang Jian, and they are very detailed.

Even some trivial matters of life are also recorded.

For example, she personally recorded some things between herself and Yang Jian.

These things are very detailed, it's almost like backing up a memory.

It has exceeded the scope of normal file data.

It is also because of this that this work is very hard, and sometimes a record is at least several hours.

It wasn't until one o'clock in the morning that the record was over.

"Yang Jian, I don’t have to be so troublesome. I’m typing very fast. I can record it with a computer first, and then print it out~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If it is bound together, it is much better than handwriting. After all, handwriting There are also some typos, alterations, etc., which make it uncomfortable to read."

Zhang Liqin rubbed her sour hands, and then complained a little,

It's just that the tone is a little tired, as if she's acting like a baby.

"No, what I want is a unique notebook. I can't believe what I print out on the computer." Yang Jian said.

"Then it's up to you, whatever you want, I'll keep recording it for you anyway, so I'm still very useful, right."

Zhang Liqin yawned and stretched.

"Yeah." Yang Jian replied.

"Hehe." Zhang Liqin pursed her lips and laughed, feeling at ease and content.

On the side, Jiang Yan had already curled up next to Yang Jian and fell asleep. She drank during the day and couldn't stand it any longer.

Yang Jian touched her head, looked out the window, as if thinking about something.