Mysterious recovery

Chapter 270 Questions and Answers

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The mature woman named Xiaoru brought a pot of hot tea and poured a cup for Yang Jian and the old man in the traditional Chinese medicine shop next to her. No hospitality.

After pouring the tea, the little Ru didn't leave, but stood by and listened quietly.

Her gaze stayed on Yang Jian's body all the time, as if she was sizing her up seriously.

"I have seen several ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China, the first manager of the ghost post office, the tall male corpse in the Caesar Hotel, the embalmed old man in the ancient house, and the old woman with a vegetable basket in Dachuan City. ...But most of them are already dead, and even a few of them have just died. The only one who is still alive is the dead and resurrected sister Hong. She replaced a ghost master named Liu Qingqing. Reawakened."

"And you, strictly speaking, are the only ones who have lived from that period to the present."

Yang Jian looked at the steaming teacup, then spoke slowly.

Wearing sunglasses, the lifeless old man's old face moved slightly at this moment, and he squeezed out a smile: "It seems that you have experienced a lot of things, and you have encountered everything you shouldn't have encountered. It is indeed not easy to survive. I know all those you mentioned, the manager of the ghost post office is Luo Wensong, the male corpse in the Caesar Hotel was named Li Qingzhi, the one in the ancient house is called Zhang Dong, and the one in Dachuan City is called Meng Xiaodong , The Hong sister you mentioned was originally named Zhang Youhong, but you have missed one, they should have a cemetery guard named Luo Qian."

"That era belonged to them, but time is not forgiving, no matter how top people are, they will be devoured by terrifying spirits, and in the end they can only wither like leaves in the autumn wind."

"Six people? But there are seven graves in that ghostly place, and you are the one left?" Yang Jian asked.

The blind old man continued: "You are right to say that, but in fact, everyone has their own ambitions, they have their own things to do, and I have my own things to do, so I left the land of spirits and came here to run a business. In a Chinese medicine shop, I care more about the cultivation of younger generations than dealing with supernatural events."

"Spiritual incidents emerge in endlessly, and there is no way to completely solve them. All the previous paths were wrong, and the symptoms were not cured. Maybe the appearance of the younger generation can lead to a different path, so I have been waiting, hoping to wait until such a day, even if If you see a little hope, this life is worth it.”

He sighed and said, but there was a strong obsession in his heart.

This kind of obsession supports the almost decayed body of the old man.

But even so, his limit has also been reached, and there is no way to survive with such a body.

"If we find the source of the supernatural events, maybe some things will turn around." Yang Jian stared at him and said.

"The source of the supernatural events? Young man, if you come here with this question, I'm afraid it will make you waste your time. I also want to know this question, but unfortunately no one can answer it. I searched for the answer in the supernatural, and some people found their own answers, but the answers were different."

There was a small smile on the old man's old face again, and this smile was a bit self-deprecating.

"Different answers? Can you talk about it?" Yang Jian still asked.

"Some people think that there are ghosts in our world, and the real supernatural events are hidden in the folk tales. Just like you young people before you came into contact with supernatural events, you think that there are no ghosts in this world. Treat it like a story."

The old man said slowly.

"There are also people who feel that there is something wrong with the place we live in."

Yang Jian's expression changed: "There is a problem with the place we live in? What do you mean?"

The old man continued: "You should have taken that bus."

"Yes, I have taken that ghost bus twice." Yang Jian said.

"That bus can carry you to unknown spiritual places. Those places can't find corresponding places in reality, but they really exist. In fact, there are many such places, so some people speculate , maybe the place where we live is the spiritual place, and the ghosts just returned to their original place, and the spiritual place where they live is the real world of living people."

At this moment, the old man uttered a very astonishing hypothesis.

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment when these words came out.

Is the reality we live in the place of the supernatural?

"But in addition to these two guesses, there is a third guess."

The old man didn't wait for Yang Jian to continue thinking, he continued.

Yang Jian immediately put away all kinds of thoughts and listened carefully.

Compared with that Hongjie, the old man in front of him is more willing to tell some truths and experiences he knows without reservation, and has no intention of playing charades.

"The third guess is that the world we live in may not be a normal world. There are problems in this world. Just like in the story, there is a world and there is a hell. We used to think that we were living in the world, but in fact we are living in the world." In hell, and in hell itself there are fierce ghosts, not because we think there are ghosts in the world, but that there should be no living people in this world." The old man said.

"The world is like a prison?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, revealing a somewhat unbelievable expression.

The older generation of ghost masters had such a view on the source of supernatural beings.

The blind old man shook his head again and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter which conjecture it is, what is important is how to survive in this supernatural world, how to blaze an unprecedented path on the road of controlling ghosts, even if this If only one person succeeds in the path, then all will represent the end of the supernatural event."

"Hope is really important sometimes. Although my eyes are blind, my mind is not confused and I can still see things clearly."

The old man was lifeless, only when the word hope was mentioned, there was a surge of vitality all over his body.

He desperately wants to see that ray of hope appear, so that even if he dies, he can feel at ease.

"The ghosts to be driven are nothing more than those few paths, balance, crash, curse, alien... But every path has flaws."

Yang Jian stared at the old man and said, "If a ghost master like you in the Republic of China period is not considered successful, then modern young ghost masters cannot even solve the problem of reviving ghosts, and it is even more impossible for them to succeed."

"No, you are wrong. Our generation has come to an end, and there is no possibility of further progress. Even if you learn from us and succeed, it is just a group of top people who have survived for a century. , for the ghosts who cannot be killed, this time is too short, and they can only barely maintain peace, and cannot go any further."

As the old man said, he picked up the steaming teacup and took a sip: "So what we want is not an heir, but a pioneer. In the collision of supernatural events, we are looking for some kind of unpredictable special change. , to give birth to the strongest and most special ghost master of the era, without worrying about the recovery of ghosts, without being trapped by the lifespan of the body, and without worrying about being eroded by spirits."

"It turned out to be like this, so you didn't interfere with the later ghost masters, and you didn't leave a way to control ghosts. Instead, you hope that this generation will explore and create some special cases."

Yang Jian said, the doubts in his heart became less.

Now it seems that Wang Xiaoming's idea is right.

There is no point in being entangled in the past. Instead, you will be confined in the past, unable to blaze a new trail.

"If there is no special case in your generation, then when you are old and dying, I believe you will do the same thing as us. Even if you solve the supernatural event, the supernatural will still be there for decades. Resuscitate afterwards," said the old man.

"Just like reincarnation, the same tragic thing is repeated forever, and batches of innocent people have died."

Yang Jian fell silent after hearing this.

What the old man said was right. If a special ghost master could not be produced, then the captains of these headquarters would be just paper makers, no different from the previous generation, and the final result would still be a failure.

"Young man, you know some things too early. This is not a good thing for you. Knowing in advance that the despair of this world can easily destroy a person's will." The old man sighed again.

Yang Jian turned and said: "I'm not that fragile, and it's good to know some things in advance, but what I want to know is, why does your Chinese medicine shop help those ghost masters solve the problem of resuscitating ghosts? You have to be clear, Because of you, a lot of ghost masters have caused chaos outside, causing great damage."

"The resuscitation of ghosts is a kind of disease. If you are sick, you need to be treated. I only care about saving people. I don't care about the rest. What they do outside and how much commotion they make has nothing to do with me. I just hope that they can live. It’s all just a little longer, and only if you live long enough can you have a greater probability of giving birth to that hope.”

The old man expressed his attitude, saying that he didn't have other ideas to save people, but just helping ghost masters without discrimination.

"I'm not solving the recovery of the ghosts, but delaying the recovery of the ghosts. Their survival is more the result of their own efforts." The old man said again.

"I probably understand what you mean. You want the ghost masters to live longer when they face the recovery of the ghosts, so that they can burst out all their strength in that limited time, and thus give birth to what you said. That hope." Yang Jian nodded.

"Unfortunately, I have never seen this hope appear in my life." The old man shook his head and said, looking very disappointed.

Seeing this, Yang Jian asked some other questions.

The old man really did not hold back or conceal anything, and told everything he knew, which relieved many doubts in Yang Jian's mind.

"What kind of method can prolong the recovery time of Li Gui? If you don't mind, can you disclose it." Yang Jian then asked.

"Yang Jian, you asked too many questions today, and we don't want to answer some questions." At this time, the mature woman named Xiaoru couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to stop him.

The old man waved his hand to express that he didn't care: "Maybe I won't say so much to others, but to you, I am willing to tell you everything I know. After all, you are the future."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and he gestured to Xiaoru.

The little Ru moved her eyes, looked at Yang Jian, and finally turned around and went to the medicinal material box next to her, and took out a small yellow paper packet, which looked like a package of medicinal materials.

But Yang Jian felt a strong spiritual aura.

"This is a special Chinese medicine."

The old man said: "I am the only one who can make up the current supernatural circle. If you want to know how to delay the recovery of ghosts, you can drink a medicine and try it yourself. Only you can know the specifics through your own experience."

Looking at the small packet of special medicine, Yang Jian didn't have the confidence to take it. After all, who knows what's in it.

"Coward, this is a good thing. It can save lives, but you still dislike it. The previous ghost masters would fight at the door for a pack of medicine like this." Xiao Ru said sarcastically, and then put away the medicine pack. .

Yang Jian glanced at her coldly: "I have my own way to solve the ghost recovery, relying on your pack of medicine, to be honest, I can't believe it."

The first thousand and 270 chapters leave the pharmacy

Yang Jian couldn't trust a pack of such weird traditional Chinese medicine.

Although the old man in front of him said that this thing can prolong the recovery time of ghosts, most of the things that involve supernatural powers come at a price. Such a pack of medicine may be a life-saving medicine for people facing the recovery of ghosts, but for Yang Jian It might be poison, after all, he is different from ordinary ghost masters.

This mature woman named Xiaoru may be used to seeing ghost masters who come to the door for medicine in a low voice on weekdays. Faced with Yang Jian, who is about to set fire to the shop and looks like a lawless ghost master, he is naturally very disgusted and even is disgust.

But the old man in the pharmacy didn't dislike Yang Jian.

Because over the years, Yang Jian is the youngest and most outstanding ghost master he has ever seen. He has also helped some very good young people before, but unfortunately those people did not achieve the expected achievements.

If the person in front of him doesn't die accidentally, the lowest one can reach the level of his own generation in the future.

"Maybe you don't need this kind of medicine, but it's always a good thing to have it," said the old man.

Yang Jian thought for a while and felt that it made sense, he said, "What price do I need to pay?"

The old man said: "I don't need anything, just treat it as a gift from my elder to the younger generation."

Xiao Ru didn't speak, but just handed a pack of medicine to Yang Jian.

The old man said again: "Xiao Ru, take two more packs of medicine, one pack is too little."

Xiao Ru was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything. Instead, she nodded, turned and left, and took two more packs of medicine.

"Take it." She stared at Yang Jiandao.

Looking at the three packs of medicine, Yang Jian didn't hesitate to take it directly: "Maybe my friends around me can use this stuff, but thank you for your kindness."

"It's nothing, I don't have a good life anyway, and it's a lucky thing to meet you when I'm about to die. At least, this generation can be regarded as a successor. Although the future is cruel, it will not be hopeless." .” The old man sighed.

"Once a person like you dies, there will be terrible supernatural events. I hope you can prepare for it." Yang Jian said seriously.

The old man smiled and said: "I have already prepared the coffin and found a suitable place to bury it. There will be no trouble. Xiaoru will help me with the funeral. After I die, this Chinese medicine shop will also disappear. All traces will be erased, but I dare not bring unnecessary troubles to the younger generation."

"That's good." Yang Jian said again: "I have seen the coffin that can bury the ghost master. Did you buy it in the coffin shop in Taiping Ancient Town?"

"Yes, you do have a lot of experience, even the ghost street in Taiping Ancient Town."

The old man was not surprised, but nodded and admitted: "The coffin over there can seal the supernatural, and it is most suitable for funeral affairs, but the price is a bit expensive and hard to afford. If you have a chance, you should prepare a few as soon as possible. Coffins, after all, the ghost street in Taiping Ancient Town also lost, and it is unknown how long the coffin shop will be open."

"A coffin costs 18 yuan, and it's hard to find ghost money in the ghost circle now." Yang Jian said.

"After all, that bank closed down a long time ago, and the circulation of ghost money is getting less and less. It's really hard to find. If it doesn't work, we can only rob the coffin shop." The old man smiled and gave Yang Jian another idea.

Yang Jian nodded after hearing this, thinking it made sense.

If you can't find ghost money, you can't do business, and if the worst is the case, you will go to robbery.

As long as his own strength is strong enough, the spirit in the coffin shop will have nothing to do with him, and he doesn't believe that the boss of the coffin shop is still alive.

The old man suddenly said again: "What do you think of this apprentice next to me?"

"It's not that good. It's the same as the previous evaluation. I can't tell the situation clearly, and it's easy to die." Yang Jian said with a glance.

"You..." The woman named Xiaoru was suddenly out of breath.

"After all, I've been with me for a long time, and I haven't experienced cruel supernatural powers. I have a high spirit, and it's normal to be impulsive. But if you don't mind, I'll let this apprentice follow you. You can train her, and maybe you can do it in the future." Your helper."

The old man actually said such a thing.

Obviously, this is seeking a way out for this woman named Xiaoru.

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly.

The woman named Xiaoru on the side said seriously: "Master, he doesn't meet the requirements in my heart. It must be a wrong decision to follow him."

"What do you know? I have read countless people, and I have seen many promising young people. He is the most special one. Only by following him can you witness the future. If you follow others, you will die in supernatural events sooner or later, and you will not live long. , Sometimes when looking at a person, don't look at what he says, but how he does it." The old man shook his head slightly and said.

But Yang Jian said directly: "Everyone has his own ambition, so don't force it, but you gave me three packs of medicine today, and you are willing to answer some questions in my mind. After you die, I will take care of you if I have a chance." This apprentice can be regarded as a reward for your kindness."

"That's all." The old man sighed again, apparently disappointed with Xiaoru's choice.

The young man named Yang Jian in front of me is right. Xiao Ru has poor eyesight and high spirits, so she is not suitable for living in the supernatural circle. If she follows the right person, she can have a better future. Or if she made a living by herself, then she wouldn't live long at all, and would die soon.

The old man didn't persuade him too much, after all, he was used to seeing death.

"Okay, I got the answer to the question of my trip, it's time to leave, I won't let anyone disturb this Chinese medicine shop, you can continue to open it until the moment of your death, if there is a chance in the future, I will Come and sit down again, I hope you don't refuse." Yang Jian stood up at this moment.

The old man smiled and said, "I hope I'm still alive when you come here next time. But I shouldn't have a problem if I last a year or two."

"That's good, then we will see you next time."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he turned and left, but when he walked to the door, he turned around and said: "By the way, that Zhang Xianguang who used to come here often, Chen Qiaoyang and his group are dead, I killed them."

After saying this, Yang Jian disappeared at the door.

"Impossible, how could he kill Zhang Xianguang?"

Xiao Ru was very surprised, she also knew Zhang Xianguang, and knew Zhang Xianguang's strength very well.