Mysterious resurgence

"Why did it take you so long to come back? Is there really a ghost in that house?"

On the way back in the car, Jiang Yan leaned next to Yang Jian and asked cautiously: "If there is really a problem, will it be dangerous to live here in the future?"

"It's more dangerous to live where you are. There are more ghosts in the city center than here." Yang Jian looked at the ghost mirror in his hand: "Now the world is experiencing a full-scale supernatural outbreak. It's not safe to live anywhere." .”

"If you want to be completely safe, you have to rely on the ghost controller to hold on to a place. Only then can it be considered safe."

After speaking, he looked at the community: "The environment, location, and transportation of this place are all in line with my requirements. The most important thing is that there are undeveloped wastelands nearby. There are few people and the chance of triggering supernatural events is not high." Big. And I’m also a local in Dachang City. If I don’t live here, why should I go to other provinces?”

"There are also supernatural events happening in other provinces, so it may not be a good thing to go there."

Yang Jian could not deny that as a big city, Dachang City did have a lot of supernatural incidents. If you really counted, it would definitely be a small city with a small population that is more suitable for settlement.

It's just that he is a local and has been living here. He doesn't want to leave his hometown unless there are special reasons.

"You have to go to work for me starting tomorrow." Suddenly, Yang Jian said again.

"What do you want me to buy again?" Jiang Yan's eyes lit up and she said excitedly.

Her current task is to be responsible for spending money, but she still spends a lot of money. This is very consistent with her profession. No matter how much money she has, she can accurately calculate it and spend it reasonably.

Yang Jian said: "You have a good idea. I will go to work in Mr. Zhang's sales department tomorrow. I have 40 shares in this community. You have to help me manage the money."

As soon as these words came out.

Jiang Yan opened her eyes wide: "What, you have half of the community?"

"Of course, otherwise why would I move here?" Yang Jian said.

Jiang Yan quickly made a calculation in her mind. If Yang Jian holds 40% of the shares in this entire community, then it must have at least a billion in assets.

Posted~!

Her face turned red with excitement, and she hugged Yang Jian and kissed him several times: "You are great, we are rich."

Jiang Yan witnessed with her own eyes the process of Yang Jian going from nothing to becoming rich.

Just over a month.

This kind of money-making speed cannot be faster.

"Don't be so affectionate, and you have to correct me. It's me who got rich, not you." Yang Jian put a hand on her face and pushed it away.

Jiang Yan held Yang Jian's arm and refused to let go: "Don't be so stingy, what's yours is not mine."

"Huh?" Yang Jian looked at her.

Jiang Yan quickly changed her words: "What's mine is yours."

"That's pretty much it."

Yang Jian nodded: "I'll go to work tomorrow. I believe Mr. Zhang will arrange the specific work. Mr. Zhang, Jiang Yan is a professional accountant. Do you have any objection to your sales department working tomorrow?"

Zhang Xiangui, who was sitting in front of the car, smiled and said: "It would be best if Brother Leg is willing to send an accountant here. Some accounts are convenient for delivery."

I thought Yang Jian would be a hands-off shopkeeper who didn't care about anything and just waited to collect money.

Now it seems that he is not so naive. The woman next to him thought he was just a keeper, but he didn't expect to be an accountant. You couldn't tell.

Zhang Xiangui didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

On the contrary, I kind of admire Yang Jian's style of doing things, which has a beginning and an end, and is not the kind of person who is naive and random.

This kid Zhang Wei has made a good friend in his life.

Zhang Xiangui didn't care whether Yang Jian had money or not, he only cared about whether he had the ability. He had the money, but he just lacked a capable person to take care of this kid in the future, so that he could rest assured.

Time flies.

Soon, three days passed.

In the past few days, Yang Jian has stayed in his villa and has not gone out. He only replenished some special tools.

For example, special bullets that are almost gone, body bags, and some scattered small things, such as gold foil paper and some gold-smelting grinding tools, so that you can make something by yourself.

It cost nearly 60 million before and after.

Afterwards, he added some furniture, bought a few pickup trucks, and stocked up on some daily necessities. In the end, Yang Jian only had more than 30 million in funds left.

I will soon become a pauper again.

Fortunately, Jiang Yan is already working in Zhang Xiangui's new sales department, so there is no need to worry about funds in the future.

In the past few days, the ancient house from the Republic of China was also being repaired day and night. It was built by Zhang Xiangui himself, so Yang Jian did not have to worry about the quality or some taboos.

I believe the repairs will be completed in less than ten days. In addition, foundations have even begun to be laid around the house to build a temple to hide the ancient house.

Of course, none of this is what Yang Jian cares about.

The three days of waiting were not a meaningless waste. At least he could be sure that the ghost in the ghost mirror was really unable to get out. No matter where Zhang Wei was, the ghost in the mirror did not follow him.

My previous guess was correct.

It is most taboo to use another mirror to illuminate the ghost mirror, otherwise the ghost inside will be transferred out with the other mirror.

Early this morning.

Yang Jian got up.

As usual, he stayed up almost all night, only squinting occasionally, but he soon woke up again.

Because he had to stay awake to a certain extent and be wary of the ghost under his feet that might lose control at any time.

Controlling the second one is immature and has flaws.

It only extended the time for Li Gui to recover, and the crisis still existed.

However, staying up late and staying awake for a long time did not affect Yang Jian's spirit. If he didn't feel tired and needed a rest, he could live a normal life without sleeping 24 hours a day, just like he had insomnia.

Speaking of insomnia, Yang Jian checked on the Internet and found that some people abroad had suffered from this disease before, and they could not sleep all day long, and the amazing thing is that this state does not affect the patient's life and work.

Now it seems that the patient is probably a foreign ghost master.

It's just that some organizations have released some information that avoids the most important issues and confuses the public and the public.

When people pay attention to this insomnia, they will ignore the existence of the ghost master.

The fifth floor of the Manor House.

It has been vacant since it was renovated and has no use.

But in one of the rooms, the ghost mirror that was brought out from the old house was placed here.

In order to prevent the bracket from rotting and breaking, Yang Jian directly replaced the bracket with a bracket for the ghost mirror, and also replaced it with a thick black cloth to cover it. The old oilcloth had rotted and was almost unusable.

Not only were there no reflections on the surrounding walls, but Yang Jian hired a worker to paint them all with black paint, even the windows.

So this room seemed extremely dark and dark, a bit depressing.

But the darkness doesn't affect anything. On the contrary, it is safe for placing this ghost mirror.

"Tell me, what is this ghost mirror? What are the two remaining rooms in that ancient house? You must know, right?"

Yang Jian sat on a chair in the room and took out the long-sealed human skin paper from a golden box.

There were too many questions in his mind. After thinking for a long time, he decided to ask about this strange human skin paper.

Yang Jian knew that this thing knew more things than he imagined.

And because of its uncontrollable and weird existence, he has completely sealed it in a gold container since the Huangangang incident, and does not intend to use it easily.

However, the existence of the three rooms in the ancient house made him vaguely uneasy, so he wanted to get to the bottom of it and know the whole story.

The human skin paper still looks normal as before, and has not changed because it swallowed a ghost in Huanggang Village. This is good news.

Soon, a line of writing appeared on the human skin paper.

"Three days ago, I followed the ghost next to Zhang Wei and came to an ancient house from the Republic of China. Everything there was weird. I could feel that this place was very different from other places. I came to the second floor. I saw three rooms, and these three rooms made me very afraid."

"In the third room I found a mirror. It was a ghost mirror, that's what I called it."

The handwriting is gone when it gets here.

Yang Jian's face darkened.

Isn't this some bullshit?

I know these things myself, so I don’t need you to talk about them.

After meeting its request last time, it seems to be on strike, unwilling to reveal some key and useful information.