Mysterious resurgence

Just yesterday.

Yang received a call from his classmate Zhang Wei, saying that there was a class reunion today for the few survivors in the class to get together.

I heard that several of them are leaving.

Moving, moving, changing schools.

Under this situation, Yang Jian felt that it was necessary to go there. Maybe this meeting would be difficult for other students in the class to meet again in their lives.

The matter of purchasing gold has been handed over to Jiang Yan. During this period, she ran more diligently. Yang Jian felt relieved in his eyes. Although the money was spent like water, he had a lot of physical gold in his hands.

This gradually made him feel more at ease.

If his calculation is not wrong, this gold will most likely replace various luxury goods in the future. No matter it completely replaces the currencies of various countries, it will definitely be the most valuable thing in the future.

"Maybe I should buy a car."

Yang Jian took a taxi to the agreed place. Although he had a car, he had to give it to Jiang Yan to run business.

Really sacrifice yourself to make your employees happy.

"Yang Jian, here, here."

Yang Jian, who had just gotten off the car, looked around. Before he could find Zhang Wei, he heard him waving and shouting from a landscape pavilion beside the road.

Others wave with their palms.

However, Zhang Wei raised his middle finger when he waved.

Yang Jian's face turned dark when he saw it.

"Can't you change your signature waving action?" He walked over and saw only Yang Wei and Zhao Lei.

Counting him, there were only three.

"Just us? Aren't the others coming?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhao Lei on the side looked a little unwell and seemed to have some insomnia. He said: "Zhang Wei called before and said he would come, but we waited for more than ten minutes and only got you. Maybe you won't come. Bar."

"How could this be like this? What was clearly promised went back on the promise. They went too far. They didn't even give me, Zhang Wei, face. Xiao Yang, why don't you make arrangements for me?" Zhang Wei looked at him deeply and said.

Zhao Lei said, "If Yang Jian calls, they will definitely come. After all, it's time at school."

At this point, he stopped again, not wanting to recall such horrific things.

"Just wait a little longer. If you really don't come, forget it. After something like this happened, I guess you have a mental problem. You may be hiding at home now and don't dare to come out." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Wei sneered: "If that's the case, then they are too fragile. Look at me, there's nothing wrong with me. They shouldn't eat or drink. How can a mere ghost, ghost, and snake god scare me? By the way, last time Have you settled the matter with those men in black?"

Although he said this, he wore Buddhist beads on his wrist, Bodhisattvas and Buddhas around his neck, and even peace and blessings from nowhere hanging around his waist.

A strong aura of Buddhist rich people came to my face.

"They found the wrong person." Yang Jian randomly found a reason; "But why is your face a little swollen? Are you angry?"

"No, I'm just playing games." Zhang Wei said.

Yang Jian said: "What game are you playing?"

"An online way to test whether there is a ghost in your home."

Zhang Wei said in a deep voice: "I heard that at 12 o'clock in the evening, you can guess a hundred times against yourself in the mirror at home. If it is a tie every time, it means there is no ghost in the house. If the person in the mirror is If you win, even just once, it means that there is a ghost in your home and you absolutely cannot continue to live in it and you have to move."

"What does this have to do with your swollen face?" Yang Jian asked.

"I was thinking what if there is a ghost in my house? What should I do? So when I played this game, I specially added a condition, a method of using ghosts to deal with ghosts. Just like what Zhou Zheng said one day, I can deal with ghosts. There are only ghosts." Zhang Wei said.

"After all, I am also very good at thinking."

"What condition did you add?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhang Weidao: "I am smart enough to make a rule that if I win, I will slap myself. If there is really a ghost in the house, I will slap myself even if I win. This way, I will be safe." "

"On that day, I was really lucky and won all night, so I got my face swollen."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, wanting to praise him for his wit, but then he suddenly frowned and said, "That's not right. Logically speaking, if you guess the game in front of the mirror, it will be a draw. How could you win all night?"

"Um?"

Zhang Wei was reminded of this and immediately opened his eyes wide and looked at him as if he had seen a ghost.

"What did you just say?"

"I said, can you win by punching yourself in front of the mirror in one night?"

Yang Jian asked him again: "Are you under a lot of stress recently and have mental problems? Why don't you go to the neurology department of the hospital to have a look."

Zhang Wei shook his head and said, "It's impossible, it's impossible. I have a rest every day during this period, and it's common to eat chicken and so on. How can I be mentally stressed?"

"Since you are not under great mental stress and hallucinating, then there may really be a ghost in your home. Otherwise, how could you win against the person in the mirror?" Yang Jian said.

"Oh my God."

Zhang Wei almost jumped up in shock: "I played guessing with a ghost all night?"

"Zhang Wei, don't scare me with ghost stories. Believe it or not, I'll cry for you." Zhao Lei on the side threatened.

"Tell me a ghost story, uncle, I encountered a ghost, and it was at home."

Zhang Wei's face turned pale with fright. Even though he was standing under the sun, he still felt a chill on his body.

It seemed like the story he just told was true.

It's not like I made it up.

"Uh" Yang Jian didn't know what to say at this time.

Is Zhang Wei hallucinating due to mental stress, or is there really a ghost in his house?

It stands to reason that if Zhang Wei really encountered a ghost, he would have hiccupped long ago. How could there be nothing wrong with him?

"No, I have to call my parents quickly and tell them not to go home, just say there is a fire at home." At this time, Zhang Wei hurriedly took out an old-fashioned push-button mobile phone.

Yang Jian said, "You said there was a fire at home. Your parents must have rushed home to take a look."

"What should we do?"

Zhang Wei also felt that this reason was not good: "How about saying that the toilet at home exploded?"

"I feel that if your parents find out that you lied to them, you might be beaten to death when you go back, but are you really sure that there is really something wrong with your family?" Yang Jian said.

"Of course, how could I lie to you about this? We are brothers." Zhang Wei said in shock.

Yang Jian thought for a moment: "If there is really a problem, I can make arrangements for you."

As he spoke, he picked up his cell phone and dialed Team Liu's number.

Team Liu, who was handling the case, received a call from Yang Jian and immediately complained helplessly: "It's Yang Jian. You caused me a lot of trouble when you left last time. That Zhao Kaiming was furious after you left. How many of us at the scene were there?" You both get scolded a lot. Although you two are both ghost controllers, you should avoid conflicts, otherwise it will be difficult for the people below us to start our work."

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't involve you in personal grudges. I need your help with something," Yang Jian said.

"What's the matter? If it's a business matter, I'm obligated to do it. If it's a private matter, that's another matter." Captain Liu said seriously.

Yang Jian said: "I won't embarrass you because of personal matters. There is a suspected supernatural incident in a community. I hope you can take some time to block that house first and inform the head of the household not to go back for the time being. Wait for me." I will call you later to confirm whether there is any supernatural incident."

"This is a business matter, not a private matter. Okay, don't worry, I'll arrange for someone to block it. You can tell me your address," Captain Liu said.

Yang Jian took out the address of Zhang Wei's home: "The impact of the matter is not very big. Don't make it a fuss, because I only received some news. I'm not sure yet so don't make too much of a fuss."

"I know this." Captain Liu said.

"Thank you very much." Yang Jian said.

"It's okay. We have to rely on you ghost masters to handle special events," Captain Liu said.

Yang Jian said a few polite words and hung up the phone. He said, "It's okay now. Your home will be sealed off soon. Your parents won't go back by then. It's safe now."

"Great." Zhang Weiwei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Would you like me to go back to your house and have a look?"

Zhang Wei said in surprise: "What are you going to see in that ghost place? It's haunted. I don't want that house anymore. Later I moved to another place to live. There are still several villas and so on. I also have a house in the community opposite."

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Yang Jian looked at him with strange eyes: "You told me so much about your fucking house, if you just don't go, it will be over and it will be a waste of my phone bill."

"I didn't expect it just now. It was only after the house was sealed that I thought there were other houses to live in." Zhang Wei said a little embarrassed.

"I don't want to talk to you anymore. Just think about what happened with the mirror." Yang Jian resisted the urge to hit someone.

But at this time a car stopped on the side of the road.

But they saw Wang Yan and Wang Bin driving their daughter Wang Shanshan over.

"Hello Yang Jian, we meet again."

When Wang Bin saw Yang Jian, he immediately showed a very polite smile. He walked over and reached out to shake his hand.

"Hello, Uncle Wang." Yang Jian replied.

"I heard that your classmates are having a reunion. I wasn't worried about Shanshan coming alone, so I came with her. You won't mind, right?" Wang Bin said with a smile.

"of course not."

Before Yang Jian finished speaking, he glanced at Wang Shanshan, whom he hadn't seen for a while, and his eyes immediately shrank.

But he saw Wang Shanshan standing there quietly in a dress. Her skin was pale, as if there was no trace of blood. If it weren't for a pair of eyes that were still turning slightly to look at him, Yang Jian would have thought it was a corpse.

How long has it been since the ghost baby mark incident was solved last time?

It hasn't even arrived in a month.

How could a young and beautiful girl become like this?