The two statues in the temple are very tall, at least four meters high. I don’t know how much effort it took to carry them from another place.

Yang Jian was not superstitious about these things, nor did he plan to burn incense and worship the clay statue.

Without any hesitation, he turned over and climbed onto the high platform where the statue was placed, and then sat along the body of the statue on the shoulder of the statue. Then he used the black ghost hand that had just taken off his gloves and touched the statue's head.

His hands were strangely immersed in the statue of the god.

This is the cooperation of the Ghost Domain and Ghost Hands. He once took out the ghost baby from Zhang Liqin's body through his belly, and now he is very skilled.

soon,

Yang Jian's stretched out hand touched a ball of thick hair, like dead hair, extremely cold, and was tightly embedded in the mud statue.

Another head.

He even touched the outline of his facial features, which was not rotten and preserved very well, just like the two corpses dug out before.

He tried to take out the head, but then Yang Jian's face changed suddenly and he suddenly withdrew his hand.

Yang Jian looked at his hands, and there was a row of shallow tooth marks on it.

I was bitten just now.

"What a joke? Even if that human head is a ghost's head, it will not be able to move under the suppression of the ghost's hands. How could it bite people?" Yang Jian felt a little horrified, because this matter was a bit beyond his understanding. It was something that had never happened before, whether it was facing people or ghosts.

"It's very evil, but there's nothing wrong with this tooth mark and it didn't bite me,"

His eyes moved slightly, and he did not reach out to touch the thing, but directly reached out to pat it and slapped the head out of it.

Plop!

A heavy head fell out of the statue, slammed heavily on the altar in front, then rolled to the ground, and knocked down several oil lamps over.

The old lady basking in the sun at the door seemed to have some ears and did not hear the movement inside, nor even looked back.

Yang Jian jumped down and walked towards the head that was rolling on the ground.

This head is different from the rotten dead head held in the last time in the ghost boy's hand. This head has clear facial features, pale skin, no signs of destruction, and thick hair, just like a person who just died yesterday. It is impossible to tell at all that this thing has been sealed in this statue for more than ten years.

"My father really knows how to hide things. His dead legs are hidden in the fish pond, his body is hidden in the woods, and his head is hidden in this temple. He divided the body of a strange person into three parts and placed them in different places, but I still have a few places of doubt."

Yang Jian frowned.

If you hide something, why choose a fish pond, a forest for raising dogs, and this temple?

Isn’t it better to dig a deep pit, plant a tree as a mark, or choose a place that is easier to identify and bury it?

Don't think about this now,

Yang Jian walked towards the pale white head with his eyes closed, then approached and looked at it.

He doesn't know him.

The stranger reveals an indescribable sense of incongruity, as if the whole face is not that natural, a bit like... pieced together, it is nothing at first glance, but when you look closely, you will find that the eyes, eyebrows, nose and mouth are very incompatible.

But there are no traces of pieces on it.

"It's just a sleeping evil spirit." Yang Jian made this evaluation in his heart.

After observing for a little, he found that there was no movement in the head, no sign of recovery, and no sign of opening his eyes to wake up.

To be safe, he didn't move for the time being, so he let the head stay on the ground.

Then, Yang Jian went to the second statue of God, and like before, he took out the things inside.

What was a little surprised was that it was actually a dead head rolling out.

What a joke.

There is a head in each of the two statues of gods here.

Yang Jian quickly walked over. He wanted to see what the second head looked like, what was the difference between it and the previous head, and why his father would put two heads here specifically? You must know that there was only one body, and it was impossible to put two heads on it.

However, when he saw the second dead head clearly, Yang Jian was stunned, as if he had seen something incredible.

The second head is similar to the one just now, with pale skin, short hair, eyes closed, clear facial features, and no decay.

But that look...it looks exactly like Yang Jian himself. No, it's not Yang Jian, and that face looks more like his father on his portrait.

right.

This is his father's face, nothing wrong. So is this head part of his father's body?

"How is this possible? How is this possible?" Yang Jian felt an inexplicable chill.

If this head belongs to his father, then this time is completely unsuitable, because his father was still alive and not dead at that time. He was still digging fish ponds in the village, raising dogs in the woods, and not doing his job properly. He just went out to work occasionally... So he couldn't put his head in this statue and hide it.

A mystery.

An unexplained strange phenomenon.

Yang Jian thought he could find out these things clearly, but he felt that the whole thing became even more strange. The deeper he digs, the more uneasy he becomes, the more confused he becomes. He did not get the answer, but instead got more terrifying information.

Perhaps, his father had long died, and the person who did these things was not his father, but another person.

Or, many people have problems with their memories.

Yang Jian suddenly remembered the old blood-stained newspaper. If he used that thing to change his memory, these unreasonable parts could be explained.

It’s not that there is something wrong with reality, it’s that there is something wrong with yourself.

Headache.

It's really a headache.

Yang Jian felt that it would be better not to go this trip, at least he wouldn't think about it so much, staying honestly in Dachang City to work. Now that he had dug up these things, he felt that he seemed to be covered with a shadow.

Maybe.

I am not a normal person.

It was not by chance that I encountered that newspaper ghost in a rental house.

After pondering for a little while.

Yang Jian stared at the head that was suspected to be his father, and then looked at the body bag in his hand.

He was wondering if he had to push his head back, would this person who was suspected to be his father wake up?

"This behavior is very stupid. How can a person who has been dead for more than ten years be resurrected? If he can be resurrected, it is probably not his own father, but a ghost. He just has his own father's appearance, just like other ghost-controllers who died from the resurrection of the evil ghost."

Yang Jian immediately shook his head, feeling ridiculous that such an idea would come up.

It seems that I still have a kind of family affection that I can't let go. Even if this father has never met before, if possible, he would probably try to resurrect without hesitation.

but.

There are two heads here, one of them belonging to their fathers and the other of them belonging to strange and strange people.

But there is only one body pieced together.

From a glance, any head is very suitable for splicing.

This is a multiple-choice question.

Yang Jian did not make a choice immediately, but put away all these things and began to leave here.

There is nothing worth remembering here.

Everything you should find should be found, except for some doubts that have not been solved.

But I think this shouldn't matter.

Yang Jian returned to the village with this three-section corpse.

But what he still didn't notice was that whenever there was water accumulation when he passed by, his reflection in the water still looked at him with a strange look. Although he did not act suspiciously, he did not leave him and followed him secretly.

Because what is certain is that this reflection is not Yang Jian’s own at all. It has been invaded by some kind of supernatural power, and it may even be said that this is a ghost.

The nightmare, the divided corpse, was suspected to be the father's head, and the strange reflections in the water.

Meishan Village, which looks calm, is not as quiet and peaceful as imagined.

There have been incomprehensible strangeness in this village for a long time, but for some reason, these potential supernatural phenomena have not been revealed.
Chapter completed!