When Yang Jian left the dream world, he thought for a while and did not go back to the ghost post office or Dachang City, but rushed towards a special place in his memory.

Because that place not only has something to do with Chen Qiaoyang, but also with Zhang Xianguang.

These previous generation of ghost drivers are all connected to the same place, and Yang Jian feels that he needs to investigate.

soon.

Yang Jian came to Zhongjiang City, not far from Dahan City. This city is not very eye-catching. It is a very ordinary city. Even the headquarters archives have not mentioned it, because there is neither the person in charge nor the supernatural incidents have occurred, which have been subconsciously ignored by many people.

However, there is a Chinese medicine shop located on a street in the old city of Zhongjiang City. This Chinese medicine shop has been around for a long time. It seems that this Chinese medicine shop has been opened here since the day the street appeared. Its existence is the childhood memories of many elderly residents.

It seems that if this street lacks this Chinese medicine shop, everything will become meaningless.

now.

At the intersection of the street, a young man with a pale face, a cold temperament and sharp eyes stood there suddenly. His appearance seemed out of place with the surroundings, but it did not attract the attention of the residents passing by nearby, and was subconsciously ignored.

"It's here, a Chinese medicine shop can cure the disease of supernatural resuscitation. In the past, the ghost driver on the fifth floor of the Ghost Post Office was also involved here." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and he looked along the street.

The old streets and the modern high-rise buildings nearby seem out of place. The bluestone bricks that have been smoothed out by time have witnessed the development of the city.

The old Chinese medicine shop is located in the best location in the middle of this street.

Everything is old, but the Chinese medicine shop's signature is new, just like it was changed not long ago.

"It seems that the place is about to be demolished." Yang Jian looked around.

Many of the nearby old towns have been demolished. If this progress is achieved within five years, the last old town will have to be demolished. At that time, the street will disappear along with the changes in the city, and all the truth and stories will be buried.

This is the power of time, and the general trend is in no way possible.

Yang Jian arrived a little late, but not too late. This Chinese medicine shop is still there and has not disappeared.

Stepping on the cool bluestone slab, he walked into this old street.

Although this old street has been decorated and renovated many times, everyone can see that the lifespan of this old street has reached, and now it is just the last brilliance.

Most of the streets are traditional old-fashioned snack bars, and some milk tea shops that seem out of place.

There are not many pedestrians on the road, and most of the people who pass by occasionally are some elderly people living nearby.

These old people have lived here since childhood, and even when they are free, they will come to this street for a walk.

Although few people in traditional Chinese medicine shops go to business, they will take a look when passing by.

It’s just that the Chinese medicine shop is cold and dim, and there is no light, and it only shines in the daylight. It’s afternoon and there is not enough sunshine, so the Chinese medicine shop gives people a particularly gloomy feeling. Even children who play around here will subconsciously avoid this place and are unwilling to step in.

People like Yang Jian who have been dealing with supernatural beings all year round can tell at a glance that this Chinese medicine has a supernatural aura.

Ordinary people don’t know, they just think that the medicine shop is dark and cold.

In fact, this is the influence of supernatural power.

Yang Jian stood at the door of the Chinese medicine shop and looked inside. An invisible force blocked him, making him unable to see everything inside completely, and could only see some outlines clearly.

"Don't you want to be investigated? But I don't want to be employed by this place."

Yang Jian's eyes turned cold and his ghost eyes opened without any scruples.

moment.

The dim Chinese medicine shop was immediately illuminated by a beam of light, and all the dimness was swept away. At the same time, several oil lamps and several candles were lit in one go, but what was jumping on it was not ordinary flames, but light green ghost fire.

"Young man, be careful, don't burn my pharmacy."

At this time, a voice sounded, but behind the pharmacy, an old man with an old Chinese doctor looked like a crutch and slowly walked out.

The old man was surrounded by a woman in her thirties. She was a plump and beautiful woman with outstanding looks. She was just because she didn't see the sun all year round, her skin was too fair, and her temperament was a little cold.

Yang Jian stared at the old man, but found that the old man was wearing sunglasses, his eyes were blind, his face was covered with age spots, his body was particularly thin, and he emitted a lifeless smell. He could even vaguely smell some rotten corpse stinking. However, this corpse stinking was covered by a stronger smell of Chinese medicine. People who are not careful can't tell it.

"It's amazing that you can still live with a body like this. It's logical that you should have been buried."

"I can't see any light in my eyes, and I'm not at ease when I die, so I can only hold on." The old man said slowly.

"My name is Yang Jian, the head of the headquarters, and the head of Dachang City. I came here today because I stole the memories of several ghost-controlling people and knew that there was such a place. However, you have supernatural protection here and prohibit others from investigating, so I took this trip myself."

Yang Jian said, revealing his identity and purpose.

"Law Enforcement Captain? What a big name. Are you here to show off your power or to provoke an insult?"

Next to it, the mature woman in her thirties smiled gently, as if she was a little mocking.

Yang Jian's eyes turned cold and stared at her and said, "You must be clear that I came alone today. If I really want to come to provoke a military officer, I will never come alone. And what are you? There is a place for you to talk to here? If it is placed outside, someone like this who is neither human nor ghost nor ghost, is already stepped on by me at the first time."

"No one who came here to seek medicine before was respectful and humble. You are the most crazy one I have ever seen, and it really makes people feel annoying." The woman frowned.

Yang Jian didn't talk to her, but just looked at the old man: "If you die, she won't live long. No wonder you have to hold on. Such a person who has no vision will be killed soon."

The old man's mouth moved slightly and he actually started to laugh, but he didn't laugh. The wrinkled skin on the old face looked particularly gloomy and weird.

"You have a good temper and good ability, you are very good." He laughed silently for a while and then commented on Yang Jian like this.

The mature woman next to her suddenly looked slightly and looked at Yang Jian with some surprise.

"He is right, Xiaoru, don't look at him young, he is the most powerful one among the pharmacies in recent years. The title of the law enforcement captain is well deserved. If nothing unexpected happens, he is the one who is in charge of this era. You have to be more polite and pour a cup of hot tea."

The old man then waved his hand and signaled the woman.

The woman whose woman's name is Xiaoru's face suddenly changed slightly. She glanced at Yang Jian deeply, her eyes stayed on the golden eyes on his forehead for a little, then responded, and then turned and left.

"Sit." The old man then sat on the chair and signaled Yang Jian.

The black Taishi chair has the armrests on it, which are as smooth and shiny as patina.

Yang Jian stared at the Grand Master's chair and looked at it: "I have seen such a chair, in an ancient house, and it is also in this position. However, the person sitting at that time was not a person, but an old corpse. Later I helped him bury it."

"Yes, then I have to thank you for burying him." The old man sighed.

"You really know that old corpse." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

When he saw such a chair, he understood.

This guy has nothing to do with the old corpse in the ancient house.

"I used to be friends with that person."

The blind old man with a crutch did not hide it, but just spoke slowly.

"What an unexpected gain." Yang Jian's eyes flashed.

The old man in front of him was actually a living ghost-controller during the Republic of China period, and he was also a top-notch existence. He actually knew the old corpse of an ancient house.

You should know that the latest group of ghost-controlling men in the Republic of China was Mr. Qin. As a result, Mr. Qin couldn't hold on and was about to die. The man in front of him was still alive.

If this calculation is made, the person in front of him must be at least 120 years old, and maybe even older.

It is obviously extraordinary to live to this level and maintain consciousness and not be eroded by supernatural beings.

"It seems that you are not here to ask for medicine, but come with questions. Fortunately, you are still at the right time. If it were later, you would probably only see my coffin."
Chapter completed!