Wang Shanshan is still so cold. Under the night light, her skin is fair and a little transparent, as if there is no blood, but she does not look pale. She has been dancing since elementary school, and her walking always reveals a kind of grace and lightness, which is difficult to find.
Imagine that there is such a special girl in this world.
But who could have imagined what she had gone through to become like this.
"I didn't see you at today's party." Yang Jian walked beside and said suddenly.
"My dad asked me to go, but I wasn't interested, so I didn't go. Besides, I don't like crowded places. I only go out for a walk at night. I rarely go out," Wang Shanshan said.
Yang Jian said: "This won't work. You should go out and walk around more. There is no need to treat yourself as an alien."
"I like this, and it's good." Wang Shanshan replied.
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't say anything more. After all, he couldn't understand what kind of state Wang Shanshan was in now.
soon.
The two people came to a high courtyard wall like a temple. The door was closed and locked. It was obviously forbidden for people to enter and exit. There were surveillance cameras nearby.
The dilapidated ancient house of the Republic of China is hidden here.
After Wang Shanshan unlocked the door, a heavy coffin was placed in the middle of the house. Under the light, the surface of the coffin was covered with a hazy halo. In this dim and silent night, seeing this
Things always feel a bit creepy for no reason.
"I was sleeping upstairs, and this thing woke me up," she said, pointing to the coffin.
"You have such a big heart." Yang Jian even admired her.
It's okay to have a coffin placed in the middle of the lobby. The most important thing is that there is a room in this ancient house of the Republic of China that he has never opened. The door of that room has been welded shut and is made of gold.
Although Yang Jian was curious, he would not risk his own life to open it.
"I'm here to take a look at this coffin. You stand farther away." He pondered for a moment, then strode forward and came to the coffin.
There is nothing strange about the coffin itself. Jiang Yan spent money to buy it from outside. Apart from being a little stronger and thicker, it does not have any supernatural powers, so this coffin looks oozing, but in fact, there is nothing wrong with it.
The real problem is what's inside the coffin.
He put the corpse of a fierce ghost inside.
Yang Jian's hand rested on the coffin board. With his strength, he could lift the heavy board with his own hands, but he did not do so immediately.
He felt the vibration from inside the coffin with his palms.
correct.
There is indeed something abnormal in the coffin.
"It seems quiet now. There was indeed movement before, like a crash." Wang Shanshan stood not far away and said.
"Yes, I know." Yang Jian did not doubt her words.
"I'm going to open the coffin now. It may be dangerous. Let the ghost boy protect you."
He waited for a while, made some preparations, and then suddenly exerted force on his palm resting on the coffin lid.
The heavy coffin lid was pushed out instantly, and then fell to the ground with a bang.
A rotten stench that had been held in for a long time suddenly hit the ground, making the person want to vomit.
Although ventilation ducts have been installed here after renovation, the stench does not dissipate so easily because the source is still there and the stench will always appear.
Wang Shanshan frowned, lightly covered her nose, and stepped back.
Yang Jian's expression remained as usual, he was used to the smell of rotting corpses.
He looked directly into the coffin, and then his expression suddenly changed. What happened inside was a bit beyond his expectation.
The shape of the highly decomposed corpse was now unclear. It was covered with a layer of black, thick hair. This black hair was densely covered under the coffin, like mold, and even spread to the wooden boards on both sides of the coffin.
.
The thick black hair looks like it grows on a rotting corpse.
This strange change was something Yang Jian had never seen before, and he couldn't even understand this phenomenon.
"The corpse is mutating?" Yang Jian's red ghost eyes tried to peer into the truth.
it is a pity.
There is nothing special about his ghost eyes, and what he sees is the same as what he sees with his naked eyes. There is no difference.
But what was horrifying was that the body covered with long black hair seemed to be coming to life. It was occasionally twitching, and occasionally it seemed to be breathing, with slight ups and downs.
Even in the fierce moments, the corpse was struggling and twisting and deforming.
Now this corpse can no longer be regarded as a corpse, it can only be regarded as a mass of carrion covered with black hair.
"How is the situation inside?" Wang Shanshan asked from a distance.
Yang Jian pondered for a moment: "It's very strange. I can't explain this phenomenon. This corpse is indeed a ghost, but some incredible and strange changes are happening now. In any case, I should take this thing away first, and I can't continue.
Even if it is placed in the community, it cannot be placed in a place where I cannot monitor it."
He thought about what to do with the coffin.
It is safest to put it in a safe house, which is equivalent to imprisoning a ghost.
However, the safe house in the community is not prepared for imprisoning ghosts, but for everyone to take refuge. If a ghost is thrown in, the safe house will be destroyed.
"I have a small safe house in my office. If I put this coffin there, I can keep an eye on the situation at any time when I am at work. If something goes wrong, the ghost will be trapped in that small safe house and cannot get out."
Yang Jian thought of a safer method.
"I'll take this coffin with me so that it won't be left here in fear. You should go to bed early tonight. I'm sorry for causing you any trouble."
He lifted the coffin lid and closed it again.
"It's okay, you should let me know next time." Wang Shanshan nodded slightly, her voice cold and pleasant.
"It was a temporary arrangement before and I didn't think too much about it, but I won't do it next time. I will build a safe house where I live to specifically place these things. I have discussed this matter with Uncle Zhang a few days ago."
Yang Jian said.
He went to the island country and had enough gold in his hands.
Safe houses for placing supernatural objects and imprisoning evil spirits can be built.
This approach is very extravagant and requires financial and material resources. If he hadn't blackmailed President Mishima, Yang Jian himself, a poor captain, wouldn't have dared to even think about it.
Wang Shanshan said: "As long as you consider it."
Without saying a word, Yang Jian directly used the Ghost Realm to transfer the coffin. He arrived at his office in a few seconds, then opened the heavy security door, pushed the coffin into the small room inside, and locked the coffin.
good.
After returning, he planned to tell Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin not to enter the safe house again.
After all, in addition to the coffin, there is also Xiong Wenwen's paper figurine in the safe house.
These are two weird things, and it is best for ordinary people not to come into contact with them.
After checking, Yang Jian was sure there was nothing wrong before going back.
At this moment.
The fifth floor of the villa in Guanjiang Community.
"It turns out that Mr. Yang's hometown is so dangerous, you almost died."
Zhang Liqin and Jiang Yan were staying in the room at the moment, chatting with each other and talking about their previous experiences in their hometown.
Jiang Yan was a little angry at this moment and said: "The most disgusting thing is Yang Jian. He actually stabbed me without hesitation. I was almost killed by him. Not to mention, I
I wanted him to stay with me, but he didn't come even once, which made me look forward to it in vain."
"Damn it, if this continues, I will really become an old aunt."
She fell on the bed and wailed.
Zhang Liqin was stunned for a moment and finally understood.
Jiang Yan followed Yang Jian back to her hometown, but nothing happened except for the danger. She knew very well that Jiang Yan was always thinking about something happening with Yang Jian.
"Sister Qin, do you think Yang Jian is dying?" Suddenly, Jiang Yan held her head and asked secretly in a suppressed voice.
Zhang Liqin, however, understood and retorted: "Nonsense, that's not the case at all. What are you thinking about? He just encountered more supernatural events and was a little affected. You should understand and be considerate of him. After all, if it weren't for Yang
If not, both of us would have been dead long ago. Besides, isn't it good to be like this now?"
"It sounds like I'm ungrateful. I like him very much, okay?"
Jiang Yan curled her lips and said, then her eyes lit up and she immediately came over and asked in a low voice: "By the way, Sister Qin, when was the last time you and Yang Jian met?"
Zhang Liqin was stunned when she heard this question. She glanced at Jiang Yan, and then some beautiful pictures appeared in her mind. Her face turned slightly red and her eyes flickered slightly.
"I, I don't know, I forgot."
"Impossible, how could you forget such an important thing? Don't you want to talk about it? I didn't blame you for secretly stealing my boyfriend. You must tell me today." Jiang Yan pressed the question as if she was trying to find out some gossip.
"I really forgot, so don't ask again."
Zhang Liqin turned away, unwilling to answer the question. This was a secret between her and Yang Jian, how could she let it out?
Is it okay to be a woman myself?
"Then do you still like Yang Jian?" Jiang Yan asked warily again.
Zhang Liqin hesitated for a moment and said: "Yang Jian saved me, what's wrong with me liking him? Besides, with Yang Jian's current identity and status, it's normal for women to like him. Look at the people at today's party.
Pretty girls, their eyes lit up when they saw Yang Jian. If you hadn't been with me all the time, they would have definitely come over to strike up a conversation."
"That's different. What they like is Yang Jian's money. Yang Jian doesn't like such vulgar people. I'm different. I'm true love." Jiang Yan said righteously.
"I don't doubt your true love. What I mean is that as long as Yang Jian is willing, there will be many young girls around him."
Zhang Liqin rolled her eyes: "What's the use of staring at me alone? Besides, I'm Yang Jian's secretary. Isn't it normal to take care of his work and life?"
"Even if Yang Jian fires me, will he not hire another one? We have been together for so long, and we have experienced supernatural events together, and we get along very harmoniously. If I replace him with someone more powerful, it depends on what you do.
.”
"That seems to make sense."
Jiang Yan frowned, feeling suddenly enlightened.
"What makes sense?"
At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the house, and then Yang Jian's figure appeared out of thin air in front of the two people.
Faced with this sudden appearance, the two of them seemed to have become accustomed to it.
Jiang Yan quickly shook her head and said: "No, it's nothing. I was chatting with Sister Qin. Where were you so late? It made me wait in your room for so long."
"There was something wrong with the coffin that was delivered last time. I went to deal with it, but it's fine now. I put that thing in the office room. Don't go in there again. I'll talk about it after I've solved the problem.
"Yang Jian said.
"First record what happened in the village...the archives are a ghost dream."
"OK."
Zhang Liqin nodded, immediately took out the thick notebook and started writing notes.
"I'll remember, I'll remember, I always like writing." Jiang Yan volunteered to express herself.
Yang Jian said: "That's it, start recording."
"Damn it."
Jiang Yan puffed up her face, but then she narrowed her eyes and laughed, and took the initiative to sit down next to Yang Jian, holding his arm.
Zhang Liqin smiled. Sure enough, as long as she faced Yang Jian, Jiang Yan had no temper at all and was better behaved than anyone else. If she was asked to squeak once, she would not dare to squeak a second time.
This is also a mental illness.
Too obedient and dependent on this man.
No wonder Jiang Yan collapsed to the point of committing suicide by jumping off the building after learning about her relationship with Yang.
With the rustling sound of writing.
A terrifying and desperate supernatural event was recorded in this notebook by Zhang Liqin. If you look forward, you can find that from the initial knocking ghost incident, to the ghost incident, and then to the ghost coffin incident...
.These things describe all of Yang Jian's experiences, and they are very detailed.
Even some trivial life details are recorded.
For example, she personally recorded some things between herself and Yang Jian.
These things are so detailed, it's almost like backing up a memory.
It has exceeded the scope of normal file information.
Because of this, this work is very hard, and sometimes it takes at least several hours to record.
It wasn't until around one o'clock in the morning that this recording was considered over.
"Yang Jian, actually you don't need to go to such trouble. I type very fast. I can record it on the computer and then print it out. If it is bound together at the end, it is much better than handwriting. After all, handwriting still has some typos and corrections.
It’s not very comfortable to look at a place like that.”
Zhang Liqin rubbed her sore hands and complained a little,
It's just that his tone is a bit annoying, as if he's being coquettish.
"No, what I want is unique notes. I can't trust anything printed out by the computer," Yang Jian said.
"Then it's up to you. You can do whatever you want. Anyway, I will keep recording it for you, so I'm still very useful, right?"
Zhang Liqin yawned and stretched.
"Yeah." Yang Jian replied.
"Hehe." Zhang Liqin pursed her lips and smiled, feeling relieved and satisfied.
Jiang Yan, who was on the side, had long curled up next to Yang Jian and fell asleep. She had been drinking during the day and couldn't bear it for a long time.
Yang Jian touched her head and looked out the window, seeming to be thinking about something.