Mysterious resurgence

When Yang Jian returned to Guanjiang Community, he remembered that there was also a golden door in Wang Shanshan's residence.

The building there was not originally a community building. It was a Republic of China building that had not been demolished when Guanjiang Community was established. The previous ghost mirror and ghost cupboard came from two rooms there, and he did not know what was inside the third room. have what.

Because that door is made of gold.

A building from the Republic of China used gold to create a door. The things inside were probably very scary, so he suppressed his curiosity and did not try to open it.

But this trip to the Caesar Hotel made Yang Jian have more suspicions in his mind.

for he also set a golden gate there.

Do the two have something in common?

The door may not be to imprison some terrifying ghost, but it may lead to somewhere.

Because the way ghost controllers imprisoned ghosts during the Republic of China was different from now. People in that period used supernatural powers to imprison ghosts, so the sudden creation of a golden door here must be special.

If it was just to imprison a fierce ghost, it would be too extravagant.

Yang Jian looked from a distance, his eyes passed through the building, ignored the courtyard wall, and finally stopped on the second floor of the building.

The golden door in his eyes was still intact.

There was just a thick layer of paint on the door, making it look unremarkable.

After a moment, Yang Jian withdrew his gaze.

"Now is not the time to try to open that door. I can't even deal with the Caesar Hotel now. If there is really another supernatural place behind that door, then I can't deal with it now."

Yang Jian felt that he still needed to grow and progress, and go further on the road of being a ghost controller. Only in this way could he be sure to understand more things.

soon.

He turned and left, returning home.

As with his previous habit, he wanted to record this experience, and the person responsible for recording it could not be him, but only an ordinary person who was not contaminated by the supernatural.

Therefore, it has been Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan who are beside Yang Jian who have been engaged in this work.

The two of them were tight-lipped about the contents of the notebook, and would not even look at other parts of the notebook that were not their own records, because they knew that it was not a good thing to know too much about such supernatural things.

It's afternoon now.

Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan are still working in Shangtong Building at the moment, and their home is empty. Their mother, Zhang Fen, seems to have returned to her hometown again.

"Let's go to the company and have a look."

Yang Jian didn't stay here alone. He threw the cracked spear into the swimming pool on the fourth floor of his home and prepared to leave.

But at this moment, the doorbell on the first floor door suddenly rang.

"Um?"

Yang Jian's expression changed, and he turned his gaze to the direction of the sound. His ghost eyes ignored the obstruction of the wall and saw the situation outside the door.

Standing outside the door was a beautiful woman wearing sunglasses and a windbreaker.

"is her?"

Yang Jian frowned, but still went downstairs and opened the door.

"Hello, Mr. Yang, I didn't expect us to meet again so soon."

The woman took off her sunglasses, revealing an almost flawless face with a faint smile, which suddenly reminded Yang Jian of a strange portrait.

"He Yuelian."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "You actually found me from Tai'ao City, it's not easy."

He Yuelian said: "Mr. Yang is so famous, everyone knows that you live in Dachang City, but it seems that Mr. Yang's private information is not confidential enough. There are many people in the community watching you. I just spent a little money to get it." I easily determined your whereabouts, Mr. Yang, I think Mr. Yang needs to fire the manager of the community and replace him with someone to take charge of this place."

"But before that, Mr. Yang, don't you plan to invite me in for a sit-down?"

"Come in." Yang Jian gestured.

He Yuelian walked in. She looked around the living room for a while, and then said: "I didn't expect that Captain Yang, the person in charge of Dachang City, lives such a simple life. He can't even compare with ordinary wealthy businessmen."

"I don't welcome strangers here. If you come to me just to talk nonsense, you can get out now."

Yang Jian sat on the sofa. His expression was very cold, his attitude was very tough, and he was not polite at all.

"Don't forget, your life has always been in my control. As long as I am willing, you will commit suicide without even needing my hand. When facing someone who can control your life, it is best for you to let go. A little lower, this is not Tai O City, and I am not the suitor surrounding you. The reason why you can survive is not because of how good-looking you are, nor how rich you are, but because you have a familiar face. Face."

"I see."

He Yuelian smiled slightly: "I came here just for this matter, so I bought a house in this community and moved here just to be closer to Mr. Yang."

"You can't stay in Tai O City any longer. Come to me and seek asylum."

Yang Jian said coldly: "People like you have lost the protection of power and status. People who have offended you in the past are enough to tear you into pieces."

"Mr. Yang, please don't say that. At least I still have a certain use value to Mr. Yang. For a person who is of use value, I believe Mr. Yang will never mind my approach."

He Yuelian said: "And I am very willing to cooperate with Mr. Yang to solve the mystery of my appearance."

"If I were interested in your secret, I would have kidnapped you directly to Dachang City when I left Da'ao City. But I didn't do that. Do you know why?" Yang Jian asked.

He Yuelian pretended to think for a moment: "Is it because I will bring some uncertain and terrifying supernatural beings?"

"It seems that you still have a certain degree of self-awareness."

Yang Jian stared at her: "You are a poor person. Your birth, even your growth, appearance, experience and even death are not up to you. You are someone's pawn, and everything about you is Being controlled, anyone who approaches you rashly may suffer bad luck. I don’t want to get involved in your matter yet, so I don’t want to pay attention to you, or even want you to stay in Dachang City, because the potential trouble is always trouble."

He Yuelian's eyes moved slightly. She didn't understand her situation, but as a smart woman, she was not willing to be manipulated like this. Her only chance to break free was to rely on a top ghost controller in the supernatural circle.

And among the people she knew, no one could compare to the ghost-eyed Yang Jian of Dachang City.

So here she is.

Come with enough sincerity and enough awareness.

"So Captain Yang wants to drive me away?" He Yuelian asked.

"Your sudden arrival means that I haven't figured out how to deal with you yet. Maybe I will kill you, maybe I will drive you away, maybe I will keep you."

Yang Jian stated his three considerations very straightforwardly.

When he speaks now, he doesn't need to mince words or cover up anything.

Because he does not need to cater to anyone, but everyone needs to cater to him.

"It seems that I am not completely hopeless."

He Yuelian smiled, she smiled happily, and her face that was so perfect that it was almost weird stretched out, enough to make any man addicted.

This is a look that is like a disaster.

But in Yang Jian's opinion, it was a sign of something strange coming.

"I remember you must be twenty-five years old this year." Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed slightly, and he asked an irrelevant question.

"Yes, I am already twenty-five years old, but this is a false age. In fact, I will only celebrate my twenty-fifth birthday next month." He Yuelian responded seriously to such nonsensical questions.

She could be frivolous, but she would never dare to ignore Yang Jian's inquiry.

Even if it is a small problem.

Yang Jian said: "There is a painting. The woman in the painting looks the same as you. How old do you think she was when she painted that painting? Twenty-five or twenty-six?"

He Yuelian's face suddenly changed when she heard this: "Do you think that when I am the same age as the woman in the painting, something should happen?"

"Other than that, I can't think of any other possibilities. Unless you are a failed work, your existence is not that important." Yang Jian looked at her and said.

It is really easy to talk to smart people. He Yuelian has already realized her situation in just one sentence.

Age, no, but an agreed time.

Once the agreed time comes, something incredible may happen.

"Mr. Yang, your speculation is indeed very reasonable. That day may be coming soon." He Yuelian took a few deep breaths: "Then what should I do?"

"You don't have to be so tactful. What can you, an ordinary person, do? Why don't you just say, how can I help you?"

Yang Jian said: "I mentioned to you a man named Zhang Xianguang before. You should have investigated him recently. He has appeared in Tai'ao City before. I wonder if you have found any clues."

"Unfortunately, I didn't find any clues."

He Yuelian shook his head and said: "With Mr. Yang's ability, there is no way to find this person. How can I, an ordinary person, have such ability?"

"I'll give you a place. You go there to find a person named Sun Rui, and then mention this name to him. Maybe you can get some answers." Yang Jian picked up a pen and paper at the table and wrote down a address.

That's the address of the ghost post office.

Although the ghost post office no longer exists, Sun Rui is still there, and everything from before is still there.

"Dahan City?" He Yuelian took the address and showed some doubts.

"Mr. Yang, won't you come with us?"

Yang Jian said: "I will naturally appear when I should appear."

"In that case, I will leave for Dahan City today." He Yuelian now understood Yang Jian's arrangements for her.

That is to drive away.

However, Yang Jian also gave He Yuelian a direction so that she would not be aimless.

"You leave now." Yang Jian said.

"Okay, I understand, I'll leave now." He Yuelian stood up immediately.

"I won't send it."

Yang Jian gestured without even standing up.

He Yuelian smiled: "Mr. Yang is really indifferent. I hope I can come back alive this time. Then I will come and invite Mr. Yang to tea."

She also understands that this trip will definitely not be smooth sailing, and there will definitely be dangers.

So she also has the awareness of death.

But she had to go, because she didn't want to wait for that fate to come, and she had to fight, even if the chance was slim.

"If you can come back safe and sound, I can consider giving you a job. My company still needs a front desk, and your face is very suitable for this position." Yang Jian said calmly.

"It's really a good job." He Yuelian said with some anticipation.

The front desk is the face of the company, which means that if she can come back alive, she can enter Yang Jian's circle and get shelter.

But now she is not qualified.

So He Yuelian didn't waste any more time, she got up and set off immediately.

Yang Jian couldn't help but think as he watched her leave.

Sun Rui is now in charge of the Ghost Post Office, which was renamed Hell Apartment. There is also a painting of Zhang Xianguang there. He wants to know what will happen to Zhang Xianguang at that time after seeing this He Yuelian?

But he wasn't worried about any accidents.

After all, the current post office has a manager, he just needs to wait for the news to come.

If something really happened that he couldn't handle, Sun Rui would naturally contact him.

After thinking for a while, Yang Jian temporarily put the matter behind him. He set off to Shangtong Building to see if anything else had happened in recent days.