He vaguely realized that the Huanggang Village incident was not completely over, and the resulting series of consequences seemed to be having an impact on him.
But he was still in the dark and had no warning at all.
"Yan Li definitely didn't simply die from the resurgence of the ghost. Even if he was going to die, he would never die so quickly." Yang Jian was driving on the road and began to think.
He felt that Yan Li was at least half a month away from Li Gui's recovery.
But now, his recovery time has been advanced.
In other words, Yan Li used the power of Li Gui during this period.
Knowing that you are on the verge of recovery and still using the power of the devil, there is only one possibility.
He fought with other ghost masters.
Or maybe someone deliberately stimulated him and asked him to use the power of the ghost to force him to die when the ghost revived.
"Go to his house and inform his family to take refuge first, and then investigate the cause of Yan Li's death. If it is a normal death from the ghost's resuscitation, then everything is fine. If not... then as Yan Li said, someone
He's coming for me." Yang Jian's face became serious.
In the eyes of Xiaoqiang Club, Yan Li is his leader.
His death is a dangerous signal to himself.
The car drove into a community.
Yan Li was very protective of his family. In order to prevent his affairs from involving his family, he rarely even came here to see his wife and children.
Even before he died, he would not make the last call because of this concern.
"This is it."
As soon as Yang Jian's car stopped, he looked at the villa in front of him.
The courtyard door was open and locked. There were fallen leaves scattered all over the courtyard. No one had taken care of it for several days, and not a single sound could be heard from inside.
"I remember Yan Li has a wife and two very lively children, a boy and a girl. Have they moved away already?"
He was a little confused in his heart, but when he walked into the yard and came to the door and was about to knock on the door, he suddenly became slightly confused.
Following the crack in the door, a faint smell floated out from the villa.
This is... the stench of rotting corpses.
Yang Jian, who has dealt with supernatural events many times, is very familiar with this smell.
"problem occurs."
The seriousness of the situation was realized almost immediately.
He looked at it, immediately took out the golden stick, smashed the glass next to it, and forced his way into the villa.
All the lights inside were turned off, the air was turbid due to the lack of circulation, and the smell of corpses became even stronger, making people almost nauseous.
Yang Jian had to cover his nose.
"The windows were locked on purpose and the power in the house was turned off."
He tried to turn on the light.
But after turning on the switch, the light did not respond. I looked at the windows. Not only were all the windows tightly closed, but even the curtains were drawn... In this way, even during the day, the inside of the house was still dark.
It was dark.
Yang Jian opened all the curtains and windows to let in the sunlight and circulate the air, trying to dissipate the stench.
But to no avail.
The source of the stench is inside the house, and just dissipating some of the smell will not help at all.
"Someone must have died here, and the corpse is still in the house, otherwise the smell of corpses would not be so strong."
Thinking of this, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
With this bad premonition, Yang Jian came to the living room of the villa.
The scene in front of him immediately made his eyes shrink.
There were three corpses hanging on the exquisite crystal lamp in the living room, an adult woman and two children. They had been dead for several days. The corpses had already begun to rot, and they were covered with maggots. There were flies next to them.
Buzzing and flying around.
The woman's body was covered with wounds, as if she had been tortured with a sharp weapon before death. The fear and helplessness of her life still remained on her stiff and blackened face. Her eyes were wide open, but there were no eyeballs in their sockets.
There was only a nest of wriggling maggots, while the bodies of two children on the side were relatively complete.
It's just that the neck hanging on the crystal lamp has been stretched for a long time, and the young head is hanging down, and the stench of corpse water is dripping down.
Because the windows are open, the air circulates
At this moment, the three corpses on the chandelier were swaying slightly, the rotting skin on their bodies rustling down from time to time, and the pale bones leaking out of them could still be vaguely seen.
no doubt.
This is Yan Li's family, a family of three, his wife and two children.
Ten days ago, Yang Jian came here.
At that time, Yan Li's wife and two lively children lived a free and carefree life, and Yan Li was responsible for all the pain and suffering.
But now... As a ghost controller, the family that he had to maintain even if he died and the ghost was revived suddenly collapsed without Yan Li knowing about it, so much so that Yan Li was still worried before his death.
For the safety of this family, he asked him to inform his family to leave Dachang City.
Little did they know, Yan Li's family had already died.
"In this state of decay, Yan Li's wife and children have been dead for at least five days, and Yan Li reached his limit yesterday and started to revive as a ghost. In other words, someone killed his family first, and then found him and forced him to die.
Yu Ligui has revived, and he is ready to destroy Yan Li's family."
Yang Jian sat on the sofa and looked at the three corpses hanging on the chandelier in front of him.
He frowned and began to think.
What was the purpose of killing Yan Li's family of three and then killing Yan Li in such a planned manner?
Yan Li didn't live long to begin with, and it was only a matter of time before he died and was revived by Li Gui. Why did some people take action immediately because they couldn't wait?
Is it to rob the box in Yan Li's hand?
Or did Yan Li offend people outside, and they died in a vendetta?
Or maybe... some other reason.
But no matter what, this method is really cruel.
"No, cruelty means nothing to people like us. People who control evil spirits will lose their humanity to some extent. If it were my method, it might not be worse than this."
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "You have to fight to the death. You have no choice. Now it's Yan Li, but next time it may be me. By then, my family may also be hung up and left to rot."
Therefore, this matter must be clarified, and the revenge of Yan Li's family must be avenged.
Some people have to die.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian's face turned cold and his whole body exuded a cold aura. He immediately stood up, then turned and left here.
The three rotting corpses were still hanging from the lamp, playing with each other slightly.
The stench spread out and gradually spread outside the house.
He didn't need to worry about it, because the situation here would spread very quickly, and it wouldn't take long for someone to call the police. Then someone would naturally pick up the body and notify his family and relatives.
"The death of Yan Li's family must be related to the Xiaoqiang Club. He also told me before to be careful about people in the club, saying that someone in the club wanted to kill me... These two things must be necessarily related.
So go to Xiaoqiang Club to find out first."
After Yang Jian left here, he immediately drove to the location of the club.
Not only for revenge for Yan Li’s family,
It is also for my own future safety.
If you do nothing, it may be too late by the time the crisis strikes.
It can be seen from the murderer's method that he kills people and destroys his entire family, which is extremely ruthless and leaves no one with any way to survive.
This happens once and that's it.
Yang Jian would never allow such a thing to happen to him.
The vehicle was speeding, and within a short time, he arrived in front of a private estate in Dachang City.
This is the stronghold of Xiaoqiang Club.
Yang Jian has been here before, so he is relatively familiar with it.
"Sir, please stay here. We are a private club here, and strangers are generally not allowed to enter unless you have a pass."
As soon as he got off the car and entered the manor, two powerful bodyguards in black stopped Yang Jian.
"Has Xiaoqiang Club started to set up door cards now?" Yang Jian said: "I'm here to see Wang Xiaoqiang. You'd better be accommodating and don't embarrass me. Of course, I won't embarrass you either."
"Sorry, if this gentleman doesn't have a pass, we won't allow you to enter." A bodyguard in black said seriously.
Yang Jian said: "You can't be accommodating at all? Can you give me some money?"
"We are professionals and must be responsible to our employer. Even if you bribe us, we will not allow you to enter unless you have a pass. If you want to force your way in, we will only evict you by force. I hope you understand."
When the bodyguard saw Yang Jian moving forward, he stretched out his hand to stop him.
"No more polite words will be boring. Don't waste my time. Everyone is busy."
Yang Jian took out his pistol, pointed it directly at the bodyguard in front of him and said, "Get out of the way, or I'll kill you with one shot. It's your choice."
"Calm down, sir, calm down."
Seeing this, another bodyguard reached out and pressed his hand, trying to calm down Yang Jian.
The bodyguard whom he pointed a gun at had a tense expression on his face, and did not appear to be scared or panicked. It was obvious from a glance that he had received professional training.
Yang Jian said: "At such a close distance, you professional bodyguards won't suddenly grab the pistol with your bare hands, right? It's best not to force me to do it, otherwise you two will die."
While he was speaking, a black shadow stood up strangely behind him.
Ghost Rider?
The two bodyguards' expressions suddenly froze and they subconsciously took several steps back.
They did have the idea of taking away Yang Jian's pistol. After all, his pistol didn't even open the safety.
However, it was different when I saw this man's weirdness.
Pistols are no longer the most lethal weapon, that thing is.
"Sir, please come inside. Mr. Wang is currently in a meeting." The bodyguard in front of him immediately did not dare to stop him and actively gave way.
"Remember my appearance from now on. I won't be able to talk like this next time." Yang Jian put away his pistol.
A bullet worth 100,000 yuan is really not willing to be used casually.
And there is no need to have conflicts with unimportant people. If it can be deterred, then deter them.