Chapter 265 Quiet Influence
The candle was burning and the light was swaying. The old man looked at Yang Jian with a lonely expression and said nothing.
Yang Jian also looked at the old man and twitched the corner of his mouth. He was now completely uninterested in the affairs of the Republic of China. Even if the old man deliberately said something very sensational, he couldn't bear the slightest pity.
It doesn't matter whether he is wrong or not. He only cares about whether he can survive in the future.
From what he heard today, he can be 100% sure of one thing, that is, in the near future, the supernatural will completely break out, the kind that will affect the whole world, a full-scale outbreak. If he guessed not wrong.
At that time, not only the supernatural beings that were suppressed during the Republic of China will break out, but also the supernatural beings that were suppressed by the predecessors will explode.
What the situation was like at that time, God knows, and only God knows.
Yang Jian exhaled, his eyes returned to calm, and he looked up at the sky outside the door.
"If I had known, I would have listened to the advice and stopped pursuing the secrets of the Republic of China. I have been listening to nonsense here for a long time."
The white clouds are rolling in the sky, the clouds are rising and falling, and the golden sun is here in.
"Boy, what do you look like? Why do you feel as if you stepped on a piece of dog shit?"
The old man said helplessly:
"Boy, you have to be considerate of us. , There’s nothing we can do about it, and we don’t want it to be like this.”
Sigh...
The old man sighed, looking very bitter.
The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he took a deep breath. He was too lazy to say anything more. He waved his hand towards the old man, stood up and said:
"Old man, I know almost everything. It’s time to go, I have to go to the headquarters tomorrow.”
Looking at Yang Jian who stood up, the old man sighed, shook his head and said no more to ask Yang Jian to be considerate of their time.
Yang Jian is no more ruthless than Lin Qian.
"Okay, but you have to take Cocoa with you to Dajing City this time. Lin Qian specifically said before leaving that Cocoa should go with you. Cocoa has to ask the headquarters for something."< br>
"As for what it is, I don't know."
The old man said calmly, his expression calm, as if the lonely old man just now was not him.
Yang Jian's eyes flickered, he looked at the old man, and then at Coco, who was wearing a bright red windbreaker. To be honest, if it weren't for the little girl's handsomeness, she would be simply miserable in that red dress.
"Well, I got it, I will take good care of Coco."
Yang Jian said after looking at the little girl for a while.
The old man nodded, and a smile appeared on his face again. He still believed in what Yang Jian said.
"That's good, I'll leave Coco to you. Don't let her be in danger, otherwise if she thinks she can't fight, she will be in trouble."
Hearing from the old man At these words, Yang Jian's face became solemn:
"I will pay attention."
"Okay, let's take Coco and leave. It's better to go and come back early."< br>
The old man looked at the little girl's back with some reluctance and let out a long breath.
Yang Jian didn't care much about this. He turned around and walked to Coco, who was wearing a bright red dress, rubbed her head and said:
"Let's go to Dajing with my uncle. City gangster, I heard that there are a lot of delicious food there and the prices are cheap.”
Keke, who had been secretly eavesdropping on their conversation for a long time, became excited when he heard that he was going to Dajing City. Get up.
Now when I heard Yang Jian's words, I couldn't hold it back anymore. I jumped up with a smile on my face:
"Okay!"
After shouting happily, Coco did not forget to turn around and wave goodbye to the old man:
"Grandpa Fang, Coco is gone. Don't worry, Grandpa, Coco will be eating. I miss you all the time!”
Hearing Lin Keke’s words, Yang Jian was speechless. He held Keke’s little hand and walked out of the tailor shop. Before leaving, he turned back and glanced at the old man with a very expression on his face. indifferent.
To be honest, if the old man had told him about the tragedy of the Republic of China before he became a ghost master and was still an ordinary person, he wouldn't have cared about anything.
It's hard to empathize with him in different times, let alone him now.
Now he also understands why Lin Qian did not pursue the secrets of the Republic of China period. He even said that things during the Republic of China period were meaningless, which was very frustrating.
It seems to be true now, life and death are determined by destiny, wealth is in heaven, and an era often begins to be chaotic just because of a very absurd little thing.
The Republic of China is like this...
"What a boring story, the Republic of China? Haha, an outrageous era."
Yang Jian walked out of the tailor shop, holding Ke Ke's little jade-white hand, and looked up at the clouds and tigers in the sky. Storms were coming, the sky was about to change, and chaos was about to arise. Who could turn the tide?
Is it Yang Jian? Or is it that chuunibyou? Or Lin Qian?
Who knows? Maybe, maybe not, Yang Jian doesn't know how terrifying accumulating supernatural powers for thousands of years will be, and he doesn't want to know.
"I just want to survive, but why is it so difficult to survive?"
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, the sun was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.
Compared with Yang Jian, who was worried a lot, our Coco didn't have so many worries. With Yang Jian holding her hand, she pulled the small satchel on her body, patted the festive and cute little bag gently, and made sure it was beautiful. The tube was still inside, which made her feel relieved.
"When we meet the uncle named Wang Xiaoming, Coco must ask Uncle Wang Xiaoming to give her mother's things to Coco as soon as possible. Coco has not seen her mother for a long time."
I thought that not long after , she could see her mother, and the little girl was so happy. As she walked, she fantasized about how to comb her mother's hair. In the past, her mother liked to let her comb her hair.
Thinking of combing her hair, the little girl suddenly thought of her mother's hair. Her mother's hair smelled delicious and felt smooth to the touch. She liked it best.
My mother’s clothes are the softest and most comfortable, and she also likes them best.
Although her mother doesn't like to talk very much, Cocoa likes this kind of mother, especially her mother's undying love for her father, which makes Cocoa like her even more.
The little girl's thoughts were flying, turning into streams flowing into the distance and disappearing, like fleeting meteors, out of reach.
The little girl's thoughts are always wild and unconstrained. One moment she thinks of her mother, another moment she thinks of her father, and the next moment she thinks of big chicken legs.
Random thoughts in her mind, without any pressure, kept her happy all the time.
The little girl in Yang Jian's eyes always seems to be so carefree, without any worries, and happy every day.
Except for that time when she saw Coco squatting alone next to Guixue, who was not very happy, she was so lively and cute at other times.
To be honest, he was a little envious. From this little girl, he saw a little bit of other things. With this little girl, he felt that some of his lost feelings had recovered.
This feeling is very good, it couldn’t be better...
Feeling the change in his thinking, Yang Jian curled up the corner of his mouth:
“Lin Qian, Lin Qian, you can’t get rid of your wife with such a daughter.”
A flash of red light flashed in his eyes, and Yang Jian knew very well how weird this little girl was.
Every time he comes into contact with this little girl, he can feel that this little girl can influence others. This influence is subtle. If he stays with her for a long time, he will involuntarily have feelings for the little girl and the Cunning Bride. Have a good impression.
The rest of the people are fine. After being affected, nothing will happen. Instead, they will slowly recover the emotions that were eroded by the ghost. This is a good thing.
But he is not very friendly to Lin Qian. For Lin Qian, this influence is undoubtedly to cultivate a relationship between him and the strange bride, an extremely strange relationship.
To put it nicely, it’s about feelings, to put it badly, it’s to deepen the connection...
That's why Yang Jian said that Lin Qian and Gui Bride are a match made in heaven...
Yang Jian smiled, it was none of his business anyway, Gui Bride was just her, and she was not his wife, so let Lin It would be better to go away with a thousand headaches.
In the tailor shop, the old man looked at the young man and the young man leaving. The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he shook his head helplessly:
"This boy has no sympathy at all. How can you be as virtuous as Mr. Lin? Alas...I am so worried..."
In the dim tailor shop, candlelight flickered, and a gray-haired old man, not much younger than Mr. Fang, walked out of the back room. .
The white-haired old man looked out the door with a very calm expression. He sat down on the chair where Yang Jian had just sat, took another teacup, got a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.
"Old Fang, are you too busy? Why are you telling your juniors if you have nothing to do?"
"If he wants to ask about the secrets of the Republic of China, just tell him bluntly no. That’s all. What nonsense?”
“Obviously. You just ramble on about things that can be explained clearly in just one sentence, and I get angry when I listen to you later.”
“I remember you didn’t do this before, why are you so old. Are you starting to feel sad about spring and autumn? ”
"Where did the recklessness of my youth go? Was it taken away by a dog?"
The white-haired old man glanced at Mr. Fang, his eyes full of disdain, and he was verbose, not like a man.
Mr. Fang turned to look at his old friend, sighed, and did not care about his cynicism:
“Alas... I originally wanted to tell the truth about the Republic of China period. Let that kid have even a hint of sympathy, even if It doesn’t matter if it’s just a trace, it would be even better if it’s anger.”
“In the end, well, this kid is not much worse than Mr. Lin. He remained expressionless throughout the whole process and even thought I was verbose. , and never get to the point.”
"I think that when Mr. Lin heard this, he still had a look of garbage in his eyes. In the end, this boy didn't even look at him, which made people a little sad."
Hearing what Mr. Fang said When he spoke, the corners of the white-haired old man's mouth twitched, but his face remained expressionless. The old man chuckled and said:
"Haha, how can today's young people understand that era? How can you sympathize with others when you are too busy to care for yourself? "Fang Qiu, are you out of your mind? How could such a thought appear in your mind?" "You don't know what the situation is now? You don't care whether you can survive the hands of the ghost in the ghost prison, but you actually want to let the younger generations sympathize with the previous era?"
"You don't know what kind of bird that era was like? Do you deserve sympathy? Don't you know what Master Li's attitude was?"
"How disappointed was Master Li after he came out of the supernatural land? How disappointed was he? Annoyed?”
“You really don’t know How did those warlord leaders in Chu die? How do you really think that the inheritance from abroad is lost?"
Speaking of this, a coldness flashed in the eyes of the white-haired old man:
"Fang Qiu , what’s going on with you!”
Hearing the old man's scolding, Fang Qiu frowned, with some doubts in his eyes:
"There seems to be something wrong, I seem to be affected."
"Huh? Affected?" Are you kidding?" The white-haired old man frowned deeper than Mr. Fang.
Mr. Fang did not answer the old man's words, but stared outside the door, thinking about something in his eyes.
"Cocoa? How could the influence be so profound? It shouldn't be, Cocoa's influence is only for..."
Thinking of this, the old man's eyes froze:
"Could it be..."
A look of horror appeared in the old man's eyes, and he looked at the gate without saying anything for a long time:
"Changed The bride and Mr. Lin are about to get engaged?"
The white-haired old man looked at the silent Mr. Fang, his eyes full of doubts, but after thinking about it, he didn't bother to interrupt his thinking. There's been something wrong with this old thing lately.
As for what he said to Yang Xiaozi, it was clearly intended to guide Yang Xiaozi to do something. The secrets from the Republic of China period were not that long.
If Yang Xiaozi hadn't been too lazy to listen to Fang Qiu's nagging and chose to leave after knowing the general situation, Fang Qiu might have said more.
The more you listen, the more you think. The more you think, the more thoughts you will have...
Wait, thoughts? This is not...
The white-haired old man was suddenly startled, and his eyes towards Mr. Fang became extremely complicated.
He knew what was going on. This old guy was influenced by the ghost in the ghost prison. The ghost in the ghost prison was about to come out!
The white-haired old man's expression changed uncertainly. Looking at his old friend who had been absentminded for a long time, Du Kang actually felt a little sad:
"Is another one going to die? Another drinking friend is missing."
Du Kang, who was called Grandpa Du by Fang Chengshi, was the one who brewed the Resurrection Wine.
"Old Fang, you have come to my place more often recently to take some wine back."
The old man, whose thoughts were interrupted, came back to his senses and looked at Du Kang with some surprise:
"Another batch was brewed so soon? Didn't you say it would take a few more days? How could it be so fast? "
"Why are you talking so much nonsense? Just come and get it when I ask you to come and get it, lolba "It's so boring."
"Forget it, I'm going back. I'm annoyed when I see your behavior."
The white-haired old man drank the tea in one gulp and poured it away. He curled his lips, muttered something indifferent, and left the tailor shop.
The old man looked at his resolute old friend, smiled and did not send him off. He just sat on the chair and quietly watched him disappear from sight.
"Old guy, he is still as bad-tempered as before."
The old man shook his head, leaned on the chair, reached out and gently touched the black Tang suit on his body, his eyes dark and unclear.
"The wind has picked up, it's time to prepare for the funeral."
As soon as the old man said these meaningless words, just as the old man said, there was a chill outside the door. The wind blew up a large amount of dust.
The old man looked at the floating dust, his eyes slightly narrowed, his face calm.
It’s just about life and death. Whatever you do is what you have to do. You can’t escape it.
Dachang City
The cold wind blew in the face, and pedestrians on the street tightened their clothes, looked up at the warm sun, and cursed:
"Fuck , It’s crazy, it’s almost spring, winter is almost over, why is it still so cold, spring cold is not just for these two days.”
A gust of cold wind blew by, and the pedestrians shivered, quickly tightened their clothes, and walked quickly towards home.
"Damn, the weather has been getting worse and worse recently. It's so cold that I can't even leave the house."
Yang Jian glanced at the cursing man and looked up at the sky for a while. , thinking thoughtfully.
“Something is wrong, not only in Dachang City, but also in other cities.”
Thinking of the weather changes in Dajiang City and Dachang City, Yang Jian had a premonition:
"A storm is coming."
A red light flashed across Yang Jian's eyes, he started the car and rushed towards the airport.
The greenery on the street recedes from the eyes, and there are only a few pedestrians in front of it. The weather is too cold, and not many people are willing to hang out.
“Something is getting more and more wrong lately, the weather is changing, and creatures in the Antarctic and Antarctic are dying on a large scale.”
“Supernatural events are becoming more and more frequent, and even starving ghosts are sweeping through them. All over Dachang City, large and small supernatural events have begun to appear.”
"Normally speaking, in a city that has been swept by S-class supernatural events, the probability of supernatural events will drop significantly, let alone a special kind of ghost like a starving ghost."
"The result is now Dachang City has only been around for a long time, and there have been more than a dozen supernatural incidents, large and small. Although they are all C-level supernatural incidents, they are easy to deal with. "
< br>"But this is enough to explain a lot of things, something is going to happen."
Yang Jian looked at the scenery that was constantly retreating, and kept thinking in his heart:
"Supernatural The biggest wave of recovery is coming, and I have to deal with my problems as soon as possible, otherwise I will easily die in the supernatural recovery.”
"The instinct of the ghost shadow must be dealt with, and the ghost eye must find a way to kill it."
"Only in this way can I perfectly display the ghost realm of the ghost eye."
You must know him There were only two ghosts on his body, the ghost eye and the ghost shadow. The ghost shadow was already dead, but the ghost eye was not there yet. Although the ghost eye and the ghost shadow suppressed each other, Yang Jian knew that as long as he opened one more eye, He will revive the devil.
Eight ghost eyes are not something he can suppress now. He can't even stack up to seven ghost eyes now. If another one comes, he will die.
“Where is the head?”
Lin Qian said that the ghost must have a head, and it slipped away under his nose.
“When I come back, I will investigate whether the people who left the mall that day are still alive. If they are still alive, it can be ruled out, but as long as someone dies, and it is not a normal death, it will be interesting... ”
< br>"I have a lot of troubles just thinking about it. I really envy this little girl Keke."
Yang Jian glanced at Keke who was sitting in the passenger seat and saw her swaying her little feet. I was holding a big peach and gnawing there, feeling very excited.
Yang Jian shook his head, looked away, and looked at Zhang Hao behind him through the rearview mirror. It was so dark that if it wasn't daytime, he might not even be able to see this guy.
What Lin Qian did was really unreasonable. He gave Zhang Hao such a trick.
A flash of sympathy flashed across Yang Jian's eyes, staring at the street ahead, driving lazily.
The wind has picked up, it’s time to rain...
Yang Jian drives very wildly. He doesn’t have to worry about a car accident or being investigated anyway, so he keeps driving at a speed that’s fast. .
I have to say that a good car is comfortable to drive.
In less than half an hour, Yang Jian arrived at the airport and parked his car in a parking space.
Yang Jian got out of the car carrying a luggage bag. Looking at the entrance of the airport, Yang Jian smiled and walked in.
Coco jumped up and followed Yang Jian, looking around curiously with her big, smart eyes.
To be honest, the little girl has gone out with Lin Qian so many times, but not once by plane. They all unfolded in a ghost world and arrived at the destination in less than a minute.
So she has never flown once before, but she has seen it often. She has wanted to try it for a long time, but it is a pity that her dear father has never given her a chance.
In addition, she often forgot about it while eating, so she never told Lin Qian about this little wish.
When Yang Jian saw Keke's curious look, he immediately became confused, wondering if Lin Qian had never brought the little girl to the airport.
But after thinking about Lin Qian's behavior, the corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched. Well, he was on the road in Ghostland. How could he go to the airport to take a plane? Sure enough, poverty limited his imagination.
Evil capitalists!
Zhang Hao was not carrying a duffel bag, but was carrying a backpack, silently following behind the large and small group.
He was wrapped tightly, covering his head with a hood, wearing a mask and a pair of sunglasses on his face. According to him, this could effectively avoid strange looks.
Although he looks very strange dressed up like this, but compared to the way others look at him when they see his whole face, it is not unacceptable.
After all, being blacker than black is really something worthy of attention.
Yang Jian expressed his understanding, and Coco also expressed his understanding. For the first time, the concepts of one big and one small overlapped.
Coco touched the small satchel and once again confirmed that the painting tube was still there, she felt relieved again. She had just focused on looking at other things and forgot that there were ghost paintings in the small satchel.
Yang Jian had long noticed Coco's strange behavior. After all, the little girl touched the small satchel no less than twenty times along the way. Every time she made sure that there was nothing missing inside, she looked relieved. Makes you want to laugh.
The same is true now. Yang Jian also curiously asked Keke, but the result was not satisfactory. Keke just shook his head and said that he couldn't tell, because his father had said it.
In this way, Yang Jian gave up the idea of asking, and had no intention of forcing a check. After all, he still listened to the reminder from the old man in the tailor shop.
Walking into the airport, because Yang Jian arrived at the right time, the plane was about to take off after a while.
All passengers taking this flight have started to go through security check.
"What's in this? Open it and take a look."
When passing through the security check, a staff member pointed to the suitcase of a middle-aged man.
"No, it's nothing, just some porcelain." The middle-aged man immediately opened the suitcase and was very obedient.
There are indeed some bottles, jars, plates, bowls and the like inside, but they are not new porcelain. They look a bit old, a bit like antique porcelain.
The security officer pointed to a black ceramic jar and said: "What's in this? Open it and check."
"There's nothing inside, it's just an empty porcelain jar."
The middle-aged man opened the porcelain jar and asked the security inspector to check it. He was very cooperative.
The security personnel turned on the flashlight and shined it. There was nothing inside. They checked other things and found that there were no problems, so they allowed him to pass the security check.
Just when the middle-aged man passed the security check, there was sudden movement from behind, and even the nearby security guards rushed over.
"Don't be nervous, I am Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City, and this is my ID." Yang Jian calmly took out the ID from his pocket and put the luggage bag next to him.
Before things could get into trouble, a person in charge who was waiting at the airport hurried over.
"Is it Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City? I'm really sorry. I just received the notice from above and haven't had time to inform you yet. If it brings a bad impact to you, it is a mistake in my work. I hope I understand.”
“Please come with me, from here. Boarding through the special channel."
Looking at the airport manager with an apologetic smile, Yang Jian rubbed Coco, who was a little shy, and smiled without paying much attention:
"It's okay. It’s just a matter of routine, do you want to open it and take a look?”
Hearing Yang Jian's words, the person in charge of the airport immediately shook his head and said with a worried look on his face:
"That's not necessary, you have priority and we have no right to inspect your things. "
"Oh, and this privilege is quite convenient." Yang Jian smiled, a little surprised.
"Okay, I won't waste your time, take us to board the plane."
After saying that, Yang Jian picked up the luggage bag, held Coco, and followed The somewhat uneasy airport manager walked towards the special boarding channel.
Zhang Hao followed silently and tightened the backpack on his back.
Just when Yang Jian was about to enter the special boarding passage, he frowned and looked at the other boarding passage with some doubts in his eyes:
"Is there a ghost? Or is he an ordinary person infected with the supernatural? "
I just felt the ghost eyes on his body twitching slightly. This kind of situation is usually a restless behavior when encountering the same kind of people. It is basically not the case. .
“It’s interesting.”
Yang Jian looked at the fat man walking arrogantly and curled his lips.
“Don’t pay too much attention, we’ll talk about it later.”
“Yes, I understand.” Zhang Hao looked away from the fat man, and the coldness in his eyes slowly disappeared.
"Detective Yang, did something happen?" the person in charge of the airport asked nervously.
"It's not that it was anything. I just saw a fat man who looked awkward when he walked, so I couldn't help but take another look." Yang Jian said casually.
"This, that's it, that's good, that's good."
The person in charge of the airport wiped the sweat from his forehead and almost thought something happened here. But he knew that this kind of people are What to do.
If this kind of people say something is going on here, there is no doubt that something must have happened here.
"Lead the way, I'm scaring you. It's just an airport, what could happen?"
Yang Jianpi laughed with a smile, this guy is very interesting.
He wasn't surprised that this guy knew what people like them did.
Since the last S-class supernatural incident in Dajiang City, the headquarters compromised due to Lin Qian’s attitude and stopped concealing the authenticity of the supernatural incident.
Basically, anyone with a certain status knows something more or less, it just depends on whether they believe it or not.
"Okay, I will take you to board the plane right away."
The person in charge of the airport nodded quickly. Although he looked very nervous, he was relieved in his heart.
In this way, Yang Jian and his group boarded the plane smoothly, and just when Yang Jian was about to board the plane, Coco turned his head and glanced in one direction, with some doubts in his eyes:
"Mom? No, not mom! ”
Looking in the direction of Coco, there is a luggage cart transporting suitcases at the airport.
On the baggage transport truck at the airport, inside the suitcase of the middle-aged man before, with the bumps, an inconspicuous black jar lid inside opened a crack because it was not closed properly.
There was nothing abnormal at first, but as time passed, a cold breath gradually overflowed from behind the dark earthen jar.
The lights on the transport vehicle flickered, as if the wires were in poor contact and short-circuited.
The moment this phenomenon appeared, Yang Jian and Zhang Hao paused slightly as they stepped onto the plane, but then returned to normal.
A flash of red light flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he was already thinking about it.
"It's the former, it seems I have to work overtime again."
Getting on the plane, Yang Jian said to Zhang Hao:
"Let's go. The source should be in that fat man's suitcase. Before the thing is fully recovered, bring it over and show it to me."
"Yes, I understand." Zhang Hao nodded, The body was filled with coldness, a black and red color appeared, and Zhang Hao disappeared from the spot.
Yang Jian’s expression remained unchanged. A scarlet ghost eye tore the skin from his forehead and appeared. A flash of blood red. No one in the first-class cabin noticed anything unusual.
In their eyes, Zhang Hao had never disappeared, and there was no ghost eye on Yang Jian's forehead. Yang Jian led Coco to the seat, let Coco sit by the window, and sat outside.
Putting the duffel bag at his feet, Yang Jian began to wait. It was easy for Zhang Hao to handle a ghost of this level, and one that had just recovered.
It won't take more than a minute at most to catch the evil spirit.
Sure enough, in less than a minute, Zhang Hao walked up to Yang Jian, holding a porcelain jar and a pale ghost hand in his hand.
"That's it? There's nothing else?" Yang Jian asked.
When I took the ghost hand into my hand, it was very scary, probably because it had just recovered.
"Well, this ghost should have escaped from this porcelain jar. If I am right, this porcelain jar should be a soul bottle, which was something that was buried with it in the past."
"This ghost was able to escape. It is probably because when passing through the security check, the security inspector did not cover it tightly after checking, which caused the ghost inside to escape."
Zhang Hao sat down on the seat and followed Yang Jian was only one aisle away. He handed the porcelain jar to Yang Jian and continued:
"Boss, according to my speculation, there should be some evil ghosts here. Although there are supernatural fluctuations, It's weak, but you can still feel it."
"Oh, there are also ghosts. This is interesting. Let's check after we get off the plane to see who is not afraid of death. Ask after we find out. Ask this uncle if there are any other soul bottles. There should be more than one of these."
Yang Zhan took the porcelain bottle, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the ghost eyes on his forehead retracted under the flesh.
"Yes, I understand." Zhang Hao nodded and had no objection to Yang Jian's arrangement.
Yang Jian looked at the soul bottle and ghost hand in his hand, raised his head and looked around, thought about it and just wanted to put these two things in a gold box.
I felt someone tugging at his clothes. When I turned around, I saw Keke looking at him pitifully. His eyes were full of expectation:
"Uncle Yang, can you put this Give it to Coco, Coco likes it very much."
Yang Jian:...
"Girl, are you kidding?"
Yang Jian looked at the ghost hand in his hand and then at Coco's expectant eyes, and suddenly felt a headache.
"How did Lin Qian take care of the child? Did Li Gui like it just because he said he liked it? And looking at Keke's appearance, why does it look like he wants to play?"
"Uncle Yang, Keke is serious, very serious!" Keke said seriously.
Yang Jian was speechless for a long time. He knew that this little girl was powerful, but he didn’t expect... alas...
"Okay, uncle will give it to you, but Coco, your promise uncle, you can't let this hand escape. As long as you promise, uncle will give it to you, okay?"
"Well, well, well, Coco promises not to let the hand run away!"
Coco nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice. Yang Jian was very helpless. He shook his head without saying anything and handed the ghost hand over. cocoa.
After the little girl took over the pale ghost hand, she immediately became happy. She picked it up and started squeezing it left and right, having a great time playing with it.
After Yang Jian saw that there was no problem with the ghost hand on Coco, he breathed a sigh of relief, but then he rubbed his eyebrows. The little monster of the Lin Qian family really lived up to his reputation.
"Is this the daughter of the Cunning Bride? She is so fierce that while other children are still playing with the Bumpman doll, she has already started playing with ghosts."
Yang Jian put the soul bottle into the gold box , how to put it in the luggage bag, I can’t help but He sighed:
"The fierce god of the family, the father is a starving ghost, the mother is a treacherous bride, the little one..."
Yang Jian shook his head, this family is simply not good. I dare to imagine, but I don’t know who would dare to provoke this family of three.
Zhang Hao silently looked away from Coco and leaned on the seat. The little girl was stronger than him and he couldn't afford to offend her.
There is no difference in first class except that the seats are better and there are fewer people. It is not as enjoyable as imagined.
While waiting, several passengers took their seats one after another. There were men and women, all of them were well-dressed and bright. At a glance, it was obvious that they were elites and successful people in society. Yang After paying a little attention to it, I didn't pay much attention to it. Then I just read magazines and played with the tablet on the seat to pass the time.
After playing with the ghost hand for a while, Coco became bored and put the ghost hand into the small satchel on her body.
It was at this time that Yang Jian caught a glimpse of a white painting tube. With just one glance, Yang Jian silently looked away, cursing in his heart.
"It's a ghost painting. No wonder Lin Qian won't let Coco say what's in it even to death."
"Fuck!"
However, after the initial panic, Yang Jian gradually figured out that the ghost paintings are probably not dangerous now, which is actually quite understandable.
Lin Qian is controlling the ghost painting, and the supernatural power of the ghost painting is shrinking. In addition, the painting tube is held by Coco, so there will be no problem with the ghost painting.
So Yang Jian felt relieved and stopped looking at the small satchel on Coco. Recovery begins.
Li Gui will not stay quietly.
"Is this my friend's first time flying?"
In the first class cabin, a man in a suit looked at Yang Jian's bored look and asked.
Yang Jian turned to look at the man in a suit, with some confusion in his eyes:
"Is something wrong?"
"Uh..."
Seeing Yang Jian's ability to answer conversations, the man in the suit felt a little uncomfortable. Why was this different from what he thought? Seeing as how young this kid was, he spoke so directly.
"Friend, I have nothing to do. I just want to sleep, so can you please keep quiet? Although I don't mind you making noise like this, I hope you can respect others, okay? ?”
Hearing the words of the man in the suit, Yang Jian frowned:
“I probably didn’t say anything to disturb you just now. Putting down a book or clicking on your tablet affects your rest. Then you should go to the cockpit and ask the captain to turn off the engine, because the sound of the engine is much louder than the noise I made.”
"This will prevent you from hearing any noise. If you still can't sleep like this, it means there is something wrong with your body, or maybe it's your brain."
"I happen to know a few very authoritative experts and professors in Dachang City. They are very famous in China. They are very experienced in treating insomnia and neurasthenia."
"Would you like me to introduce them to you?"
"Haha..."
Several nearby passengers couldn't help but laugh when they heard this, as if they were just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
The face of the man in the suit suddenly turned ugly, with an uncertain expression on his face:
"You, you..."
"Oh? What about you? Please make it clear. Didn't you speak fluently just now? Why, did you stutter?"
The man in the suit looked at him. The expressionless Yang Jian, with his indifferent eyes, made his heart feel cold for no reason. What kind of look was this? What does this guy do?
"Haha, you're mute? Since I have nothing to say, I'll just go to sleep with you and show off my presence. Do you think I'm happy to talk to you?"
" Waste of my time.”
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth, he glanced at the man in the suit, then looked away, and continued to flip through the books and click on the tablet to pass the time.
Zhang Hao glanced at the man in the suit and said nothing. He leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes to rest. He is just an ordinary person. Even if he is a social elite, he is still an ordinary person.
When the man in the suit heard Yang Jian's words and looked at Yang Jian's appearance, the expression on his face changed uncertainly. After hesitating for a while, he finally did not choose to say anything harsh.
There was something wrong with this young man. He had a completely different style from the young men he had met before. He did not have the childishness of a fledgling at all. He looked more like a butcher in a high position.
The man in the suit sat silently on his seat without saying a word. This time he suffered a big loss.
At this moment, in the cabin next to the wall, a sexy woman wearing sunglasses came over curiously and said with a smile: "Young handsome guy, you are awesome. You are so powerful. My sister likes it so much. You handsome guy, you can... I can’t tell my sister, what do you do?”
Little handsome guy?
Yang Jian turned his head expressionlessly and looked at this uninvited sexy beauty:
“Are you interested?”
Looking at those cold eyes The look of indifference made this elite woman who was outstanding in the workplace feel numb and creepy.
Why do you have such a look!
"Uh..., I'm suddenly not very interested..."
The woman laughed and had no interest in continuing the conversation.
Yang Jian glanced at the woman and said nothing. He turned to look at Coco, who was sleeping soundly. The corner of his mouth twitched. The little girl was really worried.
After once again confirming that the ghost hand in Coco's little satchel would not escape, Yang Jian closed his eyes and began to rest with his eyes closed.
As for the sexy woman, after saying that she was not interested, she returned to her seat dejectedly, scolding herself for being useless.
She had never seen anything like a storm, but she was frightened by the look in the eyes of a young man. She was really embarrassed.
Yang Jian just smiled and didn't pay much attention to this. It was still a meeting with him. If he met Lin Qian, haha... If this woman dared to look at Lin Qian, she would be considered brave.
The storm subsided and the atmosphere in the first-class cabin was surprisingly quiet. There was no more trouble until the plane took off smoothly.
Although many people looked at Yang Jian strangely, this did not have much impact on Yang Jian. Because of Yang Jian’s attitude, many people gave up the idea of making friends, including one with a big belly. fat man.
In a white laboratory in Dajing City, Wang Xiaoming stood in front of an experimental table, rubbing his eyebrows and looking at the research information in his hand, "Manufacturing and Research Analysis of Coffin Nails."
"Li Jun, how long until Yang Jian arrives?"
Hearing Wang Xiaoming's sudden inquiry, Li Jun standing aside quickly replied:
" We have already boarded the plane and will arrive in about two hours at most."
Wang Xiaoming nodded, put down the research and analysis report in his hand, picked up a dark nail on the table, and said with twinkling eyes.< br>
"By the way, what is the situation of Ye Zhen in Dahai City?"
"This has been investigated clearly. According to the feedback from the person in charge of Dahai City, Ye Zhen has been confirmed missing, just last week."< br>
“And according to your instructions, Professor Wang, we investigated all the strange things that happened in Dahai City in those days. "
"Finally, it was discovered that between four and five o'clock in the afternoon on that day, two streams of light, one green and one red, one green and blue, were drawn in the sky above Dahai City."
"Based on the information obtained in the past. In comparison, the blue stream of light should be Ye Zhen’s ghost realm, and the other green and red streamer should be Lin Qian’s ghost realm.”
"That is to say, since that day, there has been no news about Ye Zhen, and all news about Lin Qian have also disappeared. These two people seem to have disappeared from the world."
Li Jun said it in one breath. With all the information he found out, if he wasn't a ghost master, he might be out of breath.
"Oh~ Is that so? That makes sense."
Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses, and a light flashed in his eyes:
"Li Jun, put it on The investigation information is sealed. This matter is too big. The fewer people who know about it, the better.”
"Understood!"
Li Jun nodded solemnly and said.
Wang Xiaoming flicked the nail in his hand gently, and said with some regret:
"It's a pity that I never had the chance to contact Lin Qian, otherwise the coffin nail wouldn't look like this. . ”
“Without reference, just relying on speculation, you can never make a complete finished product.”
Putting down the coffin nails in his hands, Wang Xiaoming rubbed his brows. It really gave him a headache. There were so many things worth studying about Lin Qian.
But he never got it, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
"When Lin Qian has finished handling his own affairs, I must let Lin Qian cooperate with my research no matter what, even if it is not research on starving ghosts, it may be other research."
Wang Xiaoming's heart Thinking secretly, for the first time, he had a hope in his heart, that is, he hoped that when Lin Qian's brain was not working well one day, he would cooperate with him and let him study the Starving Ghost, even if it was only for one day, one day was not too long. An hour is fine, just an hour is fine.
Li Jun looked at Professor Wang's expression of regret and regret for a moment. After enduring it, he still couldn't hold it back and chose to remind him:
"Well, Professor Wang, I think it's better for you to give up the idea of studying Lin Qian, after all..."
Speaking of this, Li Jun looked at the ghost coffin placed in the golden room and swallowed Swallowing, Wei Jing was inside, and he hadn't been fished out yet.
It is estimated that Wei Jing will not be able to come out until Professor Wang comes up with a solution.
Seeing Li Jun stop talking mid-sentence, Wang Xiaoming raised his head and looked at Li Jun. He saw Li Jun looking to the right and followed his line of sight. The corners of Wang Xiaoming's mouth twitched slightly.
Then he pushed up his glasses and said to Li Jun in a serious tone:
"Li Jun, you have to believe me. My research has been scientifically proven. You have to believe in science!"
Li Jun:...
(Wei Jing:...)
Li Jun nodded seriously, expressing his unconditional belief in Professor Wang's "research":
"I believe Professor Wang! I believe in science!"
"Well, that's good."
Wang Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction, glanced at the ghost coffin in the safe house, twitched the corners of his mouth, and stopped looking. He was tired from seeing too much.
"Li Jun, go and notify the minister and ask him to seal that file."
"Okay, I'll go right away."
"By the way, if Yang Jian’s plane is about to arrive. Remember to call me as soon as possible. I have something to do with Yang Jian.”
Wang Xiaoming stopped Li Jun who was about to leave. Li Jun nodded:
“I understand.”
After saying that, he left the laboratory. Looking at Li Jun leaving, Wang Xiaoming After thinking about it, he picked up the coffin nail from the table and put it in his pocket.
After that, he sorted out the scattered information on the table and turned around to leave the laboratory.
The laboratory became quiet, the lights went out, and the laboratory suddenly fell into darkness.
Not long after Wang Xiaoming left, the large black lacquer coffin parked in the safe room suddenly shook in the laboratory.
Squeak
The lid of the black coffin suddenly opened a small crack, and a black mist slowly spread out from inside, strange and cold.
I don’t know how much time has passed, but the black fog has enveloped the entire safe house, but because the safe house is made of gold, the black fog cannot spread.
Boom, boom, boom
Suddenly, a silent knocking sound appeared from inside the black coffin, and at the moment this knocking sound appeared.
All the black mist in the safe house rolled back into the coffin, squeaking...
The coffin lid closed again, the small cracks disappeared, and the entire laboratory returned to silence, as if something had happened Nothing ever happened.
Dajing City, Airport, a plane slowly docked, Yang Jian's eyes on the plane slowly opened, a flash of red light flashed in his eyes.
“It’s finally here. Now I understand why Lin Qian always likes to use the ghost realm to travel. It saves time and effort, and it’s not so boring.”
After the plane docked safely, all the passengers began to get off the bus. Yang Jian patted Coco:
"Coco, let's get off the plane."
The confused Coco was led by Yang Jian , did not forget to wipe his mouth, and then subconsciously wiped the small satchel. After making sure that nothing was lost inside, he felt relieved again.
Yang Jian took Coco and walked off the plane. Zhang Hao followed silently. The man in the suit looked at the backs of Yang Jian and the three of them with fire in his eyes.
"Wait, this is not over yet, let me check what role you are."
"I've been around for so long, and I've never been scolded like this before. You're the first one, kid."
…………
Outside the airport, Wang Xiaoming, Li Jun, Shen Liang, And a few unknown ghost masters.
"Professor Wang, is this Yang Jian worthy of your coming to pick him up in person?"
The person who spoke was a ghost controller named Zhong Shan, who expressed his disbelief at Professor Wang's coming in person.
Hearing his words, Wang Xiaoming didn't speak, just looked at the airport exit quietly.
“Here we come, I hope I can get the solution to the ghost coffin this time.”
Seeing that Professor Wang did not answer what he meant, Zhong Shan did not continue asking for trouble. Went down.
Professor Wang has a very strong purpose in doing things. He must need Yang Jian to do something, otherwise he would not come here.
“There are really a lot of people in Beijing.”
Yang Jian got off the plane and walked towards the exit. In the direction of the exit, seven or eight staff members walked straight towards them, including one who was a criminal police officer.
"You are the person in charge of Dachang City. People in the circle call Yang Jian, nicknamed Ghost Eye Detective."
"Hello, my name is Chen Yi, and I am one of the persons in charge of Dajing City. 1. "
A middle-aged man with an expressionless face walked up to Yang Jian. The coldness on his body made Yang Jian's ghost eyes squirm slightly.
The top ghost master? Controlled two fierce ghosts?
Yang Jian was a little surprised and looked at the person in charge of Dajing City who claimed to be Chen Yi.
This guy feels like he is not weak. Of course, this is just a feeling. This guy can't even defeat Zhang Hao, let alone him.
"According to your report, someone brought an artifact containing a ghost onto the plane?" Chen Yi asked.
Hearing that he was asking about this matter, Yang Jian waved his hand towards Zhang Hao and said:
"You can find out the specific situation from him, and the rest will be done as I said before. .”
After saying that, Yang Jian looked at Chen Yi again:
"Just go and find out the situation from him. I don't have time to waste time here."
Chen Yi's face sank slightly, He frowned, looked at Yang Jian and then at Zhang Hao. After being silent for a while, he said:
"Although this is not in compliance with the regulations, since there are people staying to understand the situation, let's forget it this time and not make it the same next time."
"Oh? Is it going to be the same next time?"
Yang Jian's face darkened, and he stared at Chen Yi unkindly. A scarlet ghost eye loomed on his forehead, and a sense of oppression arose spontaneously.
Chen Yi's face suddenly changed, his pupils shrank slightly, and the staff around him felt their scalps numb for no reason, and there was a voice in their heads constantly reminding them:< br>
“Run! You will die!”
“Yang Jian! This is Dajing City!”
Chen Yi’s eyes were cold, staring straight at Yang Jian .
Hearing this, a sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth:
"Dajing City? And then, does this prevent me from killing you?"
"I dealt with a case that is about to be revived. You actually told me that a supernatural incident did not comply with the regulations, and why did you blame me? Example? "
"Chen Yi, you tell me what does not comply with the regulations?"
"If you can't say Zi Wu Yin Mao, then I will Today I will let you know what it means to not be an example.”
The ghost eyes on Yang Jian's forehead were fully opened, and a red light loomed. Zhang Hao stared at Chen Yi without saying a word, but his cold eyes showed what he would do next.
Chen Yi's face was gloomy, staring at the ghost eyes on Yang Jian's forehead, and the veins in the hands shrunk inside the sleeves popped out.
Chen Yi knew in his heart that this boy named Yang Jian really dared to take action, even if it was in Dajing City.
"Yang Jian, the rules are the rules. This is a fact. I have relaxed the rules just now so that you can leave. Don't be too pushy."
Chen Yi really didn't expect that, I just gave him a small insult, but in the end, this stupid young man couldn't bear any loss.
You must know that this is Dajing City, and it is like this in Dajing City. If it were in his territory, this kid would have to be so arrogant.
Hearing this, Yang Jian's face turned completely cold. He had just stepped into Dajing City, and a thing that had only managed two ghosts dared to blatantly suppress him.
What is the solution to a supernatural incident that does not comply with the regulations? Also relax the rules? Haha...what a loud tone.
"It seems that you can't explain clearly that Ziwu Yinmao is coming. Well, if that's the case, you can just be more careful in the next life. Why don't you do it next time? It's normal."
Yang Jian's forehead His ghostly eyes flashed red, covering the duffel bag, and an old hatchet appeared in his hand. It was just the right thing to do now to scare the monkeys.
As soon as he arrived in Dajing City, he was scorned by others. If he could endure this, he didn't know what would happen next. He might even dare to sit on his neck and shit.
He didn’t want to see this scene. If the tiger didn’t show off its power, would he think Yang Jian was a sick cat?
"Yang Jian! Do you really dare to kill a person in charge in Dajing City?"
Chen Yi's face suddenly changed, his body became even colder, and he subconsciously took several steps back. , eyes fixed on the hatchet in Yang Jian's hand, this knife is very dangerous! Extremely dangerous!
Yang Jian was too lazy to listen to what Chen Yi was saying. He didn't want to hear it now. He just wanted to kill this hot chicken first.
No matter how you kill him first, we'll talk about the rest later, it doesn't matter whether there's someone behind you to give instructions or someone to back you up.
Yang Jian looked at Chen Yi calmly. The ghosts on his body covered the surroundings, and illusory figures appeared one after another. Yang Jian looked carefully and saw that there were quite a few.
Having locked onto Chen Yi's shadow, Yang Jian slashed it with a hatchet without saying a word, aiming for the figure's neck.
"Yang Jian! Stop, give me some face."
A somewhat familiar voice quickly appeared in Yang Jian's ears, just as the hatchet was about to hit the figure's neck, Yang Jian stopped, frowned, and turned to look:
"Wang Xiaoming, why is he here?"
Seeing Yang Jian stop wielding his knife, Wang Xiaoming walked up quickly, looked at Chen Yi, and stopped paying attention to him:
< br>"Yang Jian, give me a face, put "Chen Yi, the current situation is a bit special. One less top ghost controller means one less hope."
With the appearance of Wang Xiaoming, the airport began to be cleared, and Shen Liang, Li Jun, Zhong Shan, and Guo Fan came. Go around Wang Xiaoming.
Chen Yi looked at the hatchet stopped not far away, his pupils trembling slightly. Although he didn't know what would happen if the knife was struck, he knew that he would most likely die.
Yang Jian glanced at Shen Liang and the others, narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally looked at Wang Xiaoming. After thinking about it, he took back the hatchet, ghosted out and returned to its original position.
"I'll give you some face, but I don't want it to happen again. I solve a supernatural incident that just came back to life, and you actually told me that it didn't comply with the regulations, haha... This is really interesting."
Yang Jian put the hatchet back into the duffel bag, and the ghost eyes on his forehead retracted into his flesh. He looked at Chen Yi coldly, with a sneer on his lips.
Hearing what Yang Jian said, Wang Xiaoming looked thoughtful and glanced at Chen Yi without saying anything. However, Shen Liang's expression changed. Chen Yi was his, but he didn't either. He was told to give Yang Jian some power.
Shen Liang looked at Chen Yi, who had a gloomy expression, and squinted his eyes.
"Professor Wang, Captain Shen, according to regulations, after handling a supernatural incident, you must create a file and hand it over to the imprisoned ghost. You should know this rule."
"But from the first time I saw it, When I arrived at Ghost Eye Yang Jian, he had no intention of doing this, and I respected his choice. I just asked him to stay alone to establish the file. "
Chen Yi said gloomily. Face, eyes fixed on Yang Jian, he spoke word by word.
Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming with cold eyes:
“Whose?”
"He doesn't belong to anyone, that's just the way he is. He does everything in accordance with the regulations." Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said.
Chen Yi is right, the regulations also have this provision, but sometimes the regulations also depend on the person...
Just like the current situation.
Hearing this, Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, he thought for a while, nodded and looked at Shen Liang:
"We meet again, Captain Shen."
Shen Liangpi smiled without a smile and nodded to show friendship. He had a headache now. Chen Yi almost got him into trouble because of his stupidity. It would be better not to say anything else now. Talking too much will lead to mistakes.
"Yes, we meet again. Time flies so fast." Shen Liang said with a haha.
Sometimes it is a good choice to change the topic. Shen Liang walked to Chen Yi and signaled Chen Yi to stop talking with his eyes.
If he keeps talking, maybe Yang Jian won’t even give Professor Wang face, and must kill Chen Yi. How many people present will be able to stop him?
Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses and looked at the sleepy little girl standing next to Yang Jian. His pupils shrank slightly and he didn't say anything.
As long as Lin Qian doesn't come, everything will be fine.
Withdrawing his gaze from the sleepy little girl, Wang Xiaoming said to Yang Jian:
"Yang Jian, it's not convenient to talk about things here, go to the car."
Yang Jian looked around and thought about it. It happened that he also had something to ask Wang Xiaoming about.
“Yes.”
Yang Jian picked up the duffel bag and held Coco's hand. Before leaving, he told Zhang Hao:
"You stay here to cooperate with Captain Shen's actions. You can give a rough summary of the situation on the plane." That’s it.”
“Okay, boss.”
Zhang Hao tightened his clothes and nodded.
Seeing this, Yang Jian said nothing, glanced at Chen Yi, grinned, and walked out of the airport with Wang Xiaoming, followed closely by Li Jun.
Shen Liang and others looked at Yang Jian and the others who were leaving in silence. Chen Yi looked at Zhang Hao, who was wrapped like a rice dumpling, with deep eyes.
"Chen Yi, you are too impulsive. Rules are dead and people are alive. Why are you going head-on with him? It's not like you have never heard of his temper."
Guo Fan looked at Yang Jian's back and took a deep breath. He remembered clearly what happened at the Caesar Hotel last time.
If he hadn't been lucky enough, he might have died inside.
Compared with the trepidation when he entered the Caesar Hotel, Yang Jian could be said to have pushed him through. Later, Feng Quan said that Yang Jian had controlled the source ghost as soon as he entered.
Then, and then nothing more...
Chen Yi snorted coldly, glanced at Zhang Hao, fell silent, and did not continue to speak.
"Yes, Chen Yi, Yang Jian's temper is like this. Don't take it too seriously. Just pay more attention in the future." At this time, Zhong Shan also said.
"Okay, just stop saying a few words. The matter has passed, and there is no point in talking about it now."
Shen Liang glanced at a few people, his eyes twinkling, and finally he looked towards Looking at Zhang Hao, a smile gradually appeared on his face:
"Zhang Hao, I know you are one of the people in charge of Dachang City, a very capable newcomer. So this time, I will trouble you to make a file for us. Don't worry, it won't take long."
Zhang Hao nodded with a calm expression. He didn't care about these people, even if one of them was the captain.
He will only obey Yang Jian's arrangements.
Outside the airport, Yang Jian led Coco and sat into an armored vehicle. The moment he sat in, Yang Jian's face moved slightly and he stepped lightly on the vehicle body with his foot.
“Gold has some meaning.”
After closing the car door, Yang Jian didn't care too much. Wang Xiaoming was also in the car, so he was safe.
"Li Jun, go to the dangerous goods storage area."
"Okay, Professor Wang."
Li Jun responded, started the car, and said to Wang Xiaoming Dangerous goods storage area opened.
The car was driving smoothly. Yang Jian glanced out the window and did not speak immediately.
Wang Xiaoming took off his glasses, his pale and colorless face was very calm.
"Yang Jian, let's make a deal. Don't interrupt first. You can make a decision after I finish speaking."
Wang Xiaoming stopped Yang Jian's intention to speak and continued to speak. :
"Yang Jian, you should know, Mr. The department has a lot of resources, and of course this is true from a personal perspective. "
"Our headquarters currently collects a lot of supernatural items. I believe you are aware of this. After all, the ghost camera on Lin Qian's body is. Flowed out from the headquarters.”
"So, Yang Jian, I want to use two supernatural items in exchange for the right to use the human skin paper in your hand. It doesn't take long, as long as I get the information I want."
" "Yang Jian, what do you think?"
Wang Xiaoming stared at Yang Jian, with some fluctuations in his eyes. After hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Yang Jian did not answer immediately, but lowered his head and started to think:
"Wang Xiaoming has wanted human skin paper for a day or two. Although human skin paper is sometimes scary, it is very useful, especially when Lin Qian is around. This human skin paper is not very easy to use."
"So I can't give it to Wang Xiaoming, but it's not impossible to just lend it to him. The two supernatural items sound very good. Unfortunately, I also have a lot of supernatural items."
"Ghost mirror, hatchet, lantern..."
"However, who would dislike the lack of money on his body?"
Thinking about this, Yang Jian smiled inwardly, but His face was still expressionless:
"Wang Jiao Professor, are the two supernatural items a bit missing? If I add two red ghost candles, I can lend them to you for an hour."
Hearing what Yang Jian said, Wang Xiaoming did not hesitate. I agreed:
"Okay, deal is done. When you get to the destination, you can pick two supernatural items at will, and the ghost candle will be delivered to you as soon as possible."
Uh...
That's sloppy... ...I should have ordered more, but poverty has indeed limited my imagination...
Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming with a complicated expression, sighed, and took out a gold box from his luggage bag. Then he handed it to Wang Xiaoming.
“The thing is inside. Just a friendly reminder, don’t completely believe what it says. You may get tricked in if you are not careful.”
Wang Xiaoming took the gold box, his eyes thoughtful, and looked up at Yang Jian. Just as he was about to open the box, he heard Li Jun reminding him:
"Professor Wang, let me open it. This is an unknown supernatural being after all.”
“No, I have discretion.”
Wang Xiaoming rejected Li Jun’s kindness and opened the gold box directly, revealing the old human skin inside. .
Seeing this, Li Jun did not stop him, but just stared at the rearview mirror, ready to rescue at any time.
Seeing Li Jun's extremely vigilant look, Yang Jian smiled and didn't pay too much attention. He rubbed Coco's head. The little girl was still drowsy. She didn't know what was going on. She just couldn't wake up. Same.
Wang Xiaoming picked up the human skin paper and found that it was delicate and smooth. It was undoubtedly human skin.
"My name is Yang Jian. I believe that when you read this sentence, I will be dead..."
Before Wang Xiaoming could read the following information, the words on the human skin paper It disappeared quickly, and then new words appeared.
Wang Xiaoming's face changed slightly, his eyes flickered, he stared at the new words that appeared on the human skin paper, and began to read them word by word.
The more he looked, the more Wang Xiaoming's eyes flickered. Yang Jian kept observing the changes in Wang Xiaoming's expression from the side, but after watching for a long time, he couldn't see anything.
I just saw that there was a lot of information on the human skin paper, which made Yang Jian a little strange:
"Is the way I use the human skin paper wrong? Wang Xiaoming is like this is the correct way to use it?”
“No, it’s impossible, I I have found the correct way to use human skin paper, so mine is the most correct. The human skin paper will become like this this time, it must be because I finally met an ordinary person, so I plan to start making small calculations."
Yang Jian's eyes flickered slightly, and he already had some calculations in his heart.
Time passed slowly, and the scenery outside the window kept changing. Dajing City seemed quite peaceful.
There are many people shopping on the street. Although the weather changes have made many people selectively stay home, there are still so many people coming out.
On this aspect, Dachang City cannot be compared.
As Li Jun drove towards the dangerous goods storage area, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and a building came into view, Ping An Building.
"Is this where mom works? It looks very nice."
Without stopping here, Li Jun passed by here and went directly to the headquarters. After the car stopped, only more than 20 minutes had passed.
But at this moment, Wang Xiaoming returned the human skin paper to Yang Jian.
Taking the human skin paper, Yang Jian was slightly surprised:
"Don't look at it anymore? It's not even an hour yet, only more than twenty minutes have passed."
< br>Wang Xiaoming shook his head, put on his glasses again, and said calmly:
"I already know what I should know, and I know what I shouldn't know. There is no need to read any more."
Yang Jian repackaged the human skin paper, picked up the luggage bag and got out of the car:
"Professor Wang, I have to say you are very smart."
"Just think you are complimenting me."
Wang Xiaoming got off the car and looked at the sky above Yunjuan Yunshu turned around and said to Li Jun:
"Ask Mr. Qin to go to Moments and tell me that I need ghost scissors. I borrow them and return them after I use them."
Li Jun, who had just gotten off the car, was a little stunned when he heard this. After looking at Yang Jian, he thought for a while and said:
"After Yang Jian finishes selecting the supernatural items, let Mr. Qin go there."
"It's okay." Wang Xiaoming nodded, and then said to Yang Jian:
"Let's go, I will take you to pick out the supernatural items. After you finish picking, someone will take you Go to the resting place, there will be a meeting in a few days, and you will be notified to attend.”
"You can visit Dajing City in these two days. You have plenty of time. Of course, you can also go to the training base to participate in training. These are all allowed."
Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Yang Jian After thinking about it, he agreed, but without saying anything, he followed him into the underground of the headquarters.
The moment Yang Jian brought Coco into the headquarters, in a room, an old man on crutches suddenly opened his eyes, and his cloudy eyes slightly turned his sight and looked in one direction:< br>
“Are you here?”
I haven’t been in a good mood lately, and I feel like I wrote it myself There are some questions. I know you are wondering why you can’t see the protagonist after so many chapters. This is because the ghost painting plot and the plot of Dajing City are together, so I will describe the situation of Dajing City now. If you don’t If you are satisfied, then be dissatisfied. I have to change the outline recently. The author was a bitch and spoiled it in the group, and the impact was not very good.
So the author will write novels honestly from now on and forget about spoilers.
(End of this chapter)