At about eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Jian and Li Yao drove to a high-end residential area and stopped in front of it.
The management of the community is relatively strict, and there is no way for outside vehicles and people to enter. I had to show my ID and spent a lot of time explaining before the security guard chose to let him in with doubts.
"It's really rare for you to be so polite to a security guard." Li Yao was a little surprised by Yang Jian's approach. She thought it was reasonable for Yang Jian to drive in directly.
Yang Jian replied coldly: "I'm afraid you have some misunderstanding about me. I don't like to cause trouble."
Don't like causing trouble?
Li Yao rolled her eyes and seemed not to believe what he said.
"Wait for me downstairs. I'll get something and come back." Yang Jian said.
"Is there something you don't want me to see? Or are you hiding a beautiful woman here?" Li Yao said with a smile.
Yang Jian said, "There are some things that the less ordinary people know about, the less good it will be. Mr. Fei just confused the boundaries between ghost masters and ordinary people, which is why he ended up like this. You should take this as a warning."
"Are you warning me, or are you caring about me? I think you are caring about me. Although you don't admit it, I am sure." Li Yao blinked.
Yang Jian didn't speak, but walked directly into the corridor.
Following the elevator to the eleventh floor of the building, he soon came to the door of a room with the house number 1101.
He didn't have the key to the door, but that didn't matter.
Yang Jian just pushed it casually, and the extremely strong security door immediately fell to the ground with a bang, without using so much force at all.
Go into the room and turn on the light.
The place is very empty, there is no extra furniture, and there are no signs that anyone has lived there. Everything looks like it has just been renovated, and the smell of a new house still lingers in the air.
Yang Jian came to one of the rooms.
This should be the study room.
There are stacks of folders neatly placed on the bookshelf in the study, with labels on them. The labels have names written on them. They should be the personal information of the ghost masters in the circle of friends. The information here is definitely more detailed than what Li Yao collected.
.
"Um?"
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly noticed a glass box placed next to the bookshelf.
Inside the box was a rag doll sewn from old rags with black hair. This rag doll seemed out of place with the environment here. It was smelly and dirty. I don’t know why the owner specially prepared a tempered doll.
The glass box is packed and placed in a conspicuous place.
"I didn't expect that there was an unexpected gain. This is the kind of scapegoat that Shen Liang gave me last time. It can avoid ghost attacks. I didn't expect that Mr. Fei, an ordinary person, would be able to get such a thing.
, but although this thing is precious, it seems to be of little use to him and can only be used as a collection."
Yang Jian walked over and took the thing directly.
Although he currently has more resources at his disposal, the more life-saving things he has, the better.
Despite the unexpected joy, Yang Jian did not forget the business and began to look through the files of these characters.
Taking into account the issue of time, Yang Jian first selected the information of He Tianxiong and Jiang Shangbai. In addition, Fang Shiming, who was considered the greatest threat by Li Yao, was also one of the key targets of attention.
"Interesting guy, although it's a bit troublesome, it shouldn't be difficult to kill. After all, he just controlled two ghosts." Soon, Yang Jian looked at the information on He Tianxiong in his hand with a sneer on his face.
Mr. Fei's information is indeed valuable, as it records information about Li Gui.
After reading this information, Yang Jian first picked up the information called Fang Shiming.
He was more interested in this character who was 50-50 equal to Ye Zhen.
As soon as the folder was opened, a photo fell to the ground.
Yang Jian knelt down and picked it up, and his face suddenly condensed when he saw it.
The thing in the photo is a pair of rusty scissors, as if they were dug out of the soil. The handle of the scissors is wrapped with dense black hair. These hairs are connected to the scalp and are covered with disgusting black flesh.
"Ghost Scissors"
These three words were written next to the photo with a pen.
"Why do people in the circle of friends have such ghost things?" Yang Jian stared at the photo.
Because he instinctively noticed that this thing seemed to be the same type of thing as the coffin nails and the hatchet in the hands of the man's corpse in the Caesar Hotel. It was not a modern artifact, but a weird thing left over from the Republic of China.
Objects, these things all possess very terrifying abilities.
Yang Jian once suspected that these things were made by top ghost masters during the Republic of China using the power of ghosts.
Of course, we do not rule out the possibility that these things themselves are ghosts.
"The photos are put together with Fang Shiming's files, which means that this thing is most likely in Fang Shiming's hands." Yang Jian frowned and thought: "Then what is the ability of this ghost scissors?"
After looking through the information, I found that there were many gaps in Fang Shiming's information.
There are only some speculations written down by Mr. Fei.
"Confirmed possession of ghost scissors, suspected possession of ghost realm, extremely dangerous..."
"It seems that Mr. Fei failed to collect this information." Yang Jian slowly closed the file, and his heart was inexplicably cast into a shadow.
This shadow does not come from Fang Shiming, who has incomplete information, but from this photo of ghost scissors.
And just when Yang Jian was checking the information.
Li Yao, who was waiting downstairs in the community, was already impatient. She complained a little, thinking that it was a very bad behavior for Yang Jian to leave such a beautiful woman here to blow in the cold wind.
If it had been another person, Li Yao would have turned around and left long ago, and would not have stood here like a fool.
But who told him to be Yang Jian? I loved this man deeply.
But while Li Yao was waiting stupidly, he suddenly saw a lot of residents appearing downstairs in the community. At the same time, the security guards of the community were rushing here. These people seemed to be walking towards the same place.
After a while, a circle of people surrounded the place in front.
"Um?"
Li Yao let out a light sigh and walked over with curiosity to watch the excitement.
As soon as he passed by, he saw a female resident covering her mouth and turning away, then bent down and vomited near the green belt.
It seemed that what the people in front of me were looking at were disgusting and intolerable.
As soon as Li Yao walked over, he saw a young security guard taking out his mobile phone with trembling hands as if to report the crime. His face was a little panicked, and a bit of fear was spreading.
The people watching were all silent, not saying a word, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.
When Li Yao found an opening and stepped forward, her expression changed instantly.
It was a huge oil painting. I don’t know who abandoned it on the roadside. However, what is shocking is that half of a human body is exposed outside the oil painting. The body is in a kneeling posture and has become stiff.
His whitened hands tightly grasped the position of the picture frame, and his legs were even more bloody. There were cuts left by scratches everywhere. One of the cuts even tore open the thigh alive, and you could even see the white inside.
bone.
These wounds seemed to be caused by the body's frantic struggle before death.
But that's not the most important thing. The weirdest thing is that the head of this corpse is missing.
The neck and the oil painting fit tightly, leaving no gaps, as if the whole head was sunk into the oil painting, but there was nothing behind the thin layer of oil painting, just an old wooden board.
"This, this is a supernatural incident... it has something to do with paintings. Could it be ghost paintings?" Li Yao's head was buzzing, her whole body felt cold, and she couldn't help but shiver.
"Are you kidding? Ghost paintings appear in the city."
Li Yao's beautiful face looked extremely ugly at the moment. Her body couldn't help but retreat in fear, subconsciously wanting to stay away from this terrifying oil painting.
But other onlookers did not realize the horror behind this strange thing. Although this scene was very scary, there were still many brave onlookers, and some individual outliers even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures. Of course
Some timid ones were so frightened that they quickly pulled their friends away.
Just when Li Yao retreated and was about to turn around and escape.
But in her eyes, she saw that the corpse lying in front of the oil painting suddenly moved, and then seemed to come to life and slowly stood up.
moment.
Li Yao's fear rose to the extreme. As an assistant in Ping An Building, she had learned about supernatural events and was not one of those ignorant and fearless residents.
"ah!"
A scream rang out from her mouth, and she shouted at the top of her lungs, "Yang Jian~!"