Mysterious recovery

But Yang Jian didn't think that there would be no more supernatural events in Dahai City since then.

On the contrary, there are still many ghosts hiding in Dahai City, just waiting for a suitable time to resurface.

Yang Jian soon appeared in Dahai City.

As before, he opened his ghost eyes and scanned the whole city, looking for the place where the supernatural event happened.

"Didn't any supernatural event happen?" Soon, Yang Jian frowned slightly, looking a little surprised.

"No, it's not that there are no supernatural events happening, but someone is secretly dealing with the supernatural events in this city."

Soon, he appeared in an old residential area.

Yang Jian looked up slightly, but saw a strange scratch left on the wall of the residential building. The scratch was so deep that it almost tore the whole building apart. What caused it to come out.

But from the spiritual aura left on it, one can guess a thing or two.

"It was made by Ye Zhen. Ye Zhen has a supernatural weapon in his hand, which is a long sword. Most of the traces are left by the long sword. The previous information from the headquarters said that Ye Zhen had disappeared and never appeared in the supernatural circle again. , with his ability, it is impossible to die, so Ye Zhen is probably hiding."

"It's not like he's a character that can be easily hidden."

Yang Jian turned around, his ghost eyes continued to peek at Dahai City, and finally his eyes stopped at a supernatural place in Dahai City.

Fushou Garden.

It was originally just an ordinary cemetery, but the spiritual erosion turned it into a terrible cemetery where ghosts are buried.

If there is any place in Dahai City where Ye Zhen can hide, it must be the ghost cemetery in Fushouyuan.

"Go and see."

Yang Jian took a step forward, and the next moment he appeared in front of the gate of Fushou Garden.

This area has long been completely blocked, and it is impossible for living people to enter here. If they break in by force, they will even be killed directly.

Because this place is too dangerous, the headquarters attaches great importance to it.

But for ghost masters, the so-called blockade is just a joke.

Yang Jian quickly stepped into the Fushou Garden.

All of a sudden, the surrounding environment changed.

When he was outside before, it was still bright and the sun was shining brightly, but as he went deeper into the Fushou Garden, the sky became darker and darker, and in the end it went straight into the night, and there was no more sunlight.

In addition, there are more and more old graves nearby.

Most of the old graves do not have tombstones, and it is not known whether the buried people are living people or ghosts.

Some old graves seem to have been moved by people, and there are traces of excavation.

Moreover, there are quite a few old graves that have been excavated.

The most outrageous thing is that Yang Jian actually saw a shovel on an old grave.

The shovel was covered with a lot of grave soil, and it looked like it had been used for a long time, but what Yang Jian cared about was not this, but the golden color of the shovel, which was actually made of gold.

Shoveling dirt with a golden shovel?

Yang Jian felt that only Ye Zhen could do this kind of thing.

Because there are fierce ghosts buried in the grave, if an ordinary shovel is used to dig the soil, it may be corroded and damaged by spiritual forces within a few strokes, but if it is made of gold, it will be different and it can last for a long time.

"Is this Ye really crazy? If you keep digging graves here, don't you worry about digging out some horrible ghosts and killing yourself?"

Yang Jian thought this way, but then he realized that this Ye Zhen possessed the supernatural power to replace the dead ghost, and it seemed that he really wasn't worried about dying suddenly.

With some curiosity.

Yang Jian continued to go deep into the cemetery.

At this time, he has already left the real world and completely entered a spiritual land.

In the dark world is a cemetery with no end in sight. Walking here may encounter danger at any time.

Yang Jian saw many murderous graves along the way.

Some graves were continuously oozing blood, some had rotten palms sticking out, and there were bursts of strange screams from some graves... He even saw strange figures sitting motionless on the graves.

Yang Jian ignored it, because Li Gui didn't attack him.

Not long after, Yang Jian saw a modern villa in the middle of an old grave.

Yes.

I read it right, it is indeed a modern villa, even the lights of this villa are still on, it is very bright, there is no spooky feeling at all.

Yang Jian approached, but found that there was a fence near the villa. The fence was not high, but it blocked some kind of spiritual approach.

Because what is wrapped around the seine is not iron wire, but thin red wires.

There was a supernatural aura coming from the thin red thread, which proved that the thin red thread was probably a ghost, or a very dangerous supernatural item.

But Yang Jian felt a familiar feeling when he felt this supernatural aura.

It seems to have seen it on someone.

I remembered.

It was the last person in charge of Tai O City, Luo Sheng.

Although this Luo Sheng was the person in charge of Tai O City on the surface, he was secretly a member of the King's Organization. Later, because of the failure of the operation against Yang Jian, he gave up his identity as the person in charge and fled abroad. He has not seen him since.

Now seeing the supernatural power of Luo Sheng appearing here, there is no doubt that this person is dead.

Reminiscent of the situation when Ye Zhen went abroad alone when he was fighting against the King's Organization, there is a high probability that Luo Sheng was killed by Ye Zhen, and at the same time, the ghost on his body was also deprived.

The wall made of thin red wires was not enough to block Yang Jian.

Yang Jian easily crossed over and entered the villa.

into the villa.

Yang Jian saw discarded food packaging everywhere on the floor of the living room, including yogurt bottles, milk cartons, milk powder cans, cheese cans...

In addition, there are some red wine bottles and Coke bottles.

In the middle of the living room, a TV with a huge screen was still on, with a game screen flashing on it, and there was a line of words: Game Victory.

On the sofa next to him lay a young man with disheveled hair and a decadent temperament. With a game controller in his hand, he had already fallen asleep and was still snoring.

There is no doubt that this person is Ye Zhen who has been missing for a long time in the spiritual circle.

Yang Jian was not surprised to see him, because when he saw this villa located in the cemetery, he had already guessed that Ye Zhen might live in seclusion here.

"Ye Zhen, wake up, don't sleep." He walked over and yelled a few times.

But on the other side of the sofa, a weird doll turned its head and stared at Yang Jian with eyes like a living person.

This puppet also holds a game controller in its hand, and it seems that it has been playing games with Ye Zhen before.

Yang Jian has seen this thing before, it was brought down when he and Ye Zhen boarded the ghost ship last time.

This thing looks like a harmless doll to humans and animals, but in fact it is a fierce ghost. At the same time, it may have the wisdom of a living person, which is a very dangerous existence.

But looking at Ye Zhen's appearance, it seems that he gets along very well with this doll.

"Look at me again, be careful I'll chop off your head." Yang Jian said coldly.

Sensing Yang Jian's threat, the weird doll's expression instantly became horrified, then immediately closed its eyes, turned its head to the side, and there was no more movement.

"Who, who is calling me."

At this time, Ye Zhen, who was asleep, suddenly woke up. He sat up and became alert in an instant.

"Yes, it looks like I haven't seen you in half a year. Your vigilance as a ghost master has not been completely lost, but you look...a lot more decadent. Did you get hit by something?"

Yang Jian asked.

"Yang Jian?" Ye Zhen was a little surprised when he saw the person suddenly appearing in the living room.

He subconsciously wanted to get up, but then his body went limp and he slumped on the sofa.

At this moment, fame and fortune, invincibility, and number one in the world seem to be unimportant.

He just wants to be a waste hiding in this uninhabited cemetery.

The first thousand and 540 five chapters of the lost memory

Yang Jian didn't expect Ye Zhen to disappear for half a year without doing anything, just staying in the Fushou Garden alone and decadent, and looking at him like this, he seemed to have suffered a big blow.

It's just that he doesn't understand, what kind of blow can make Ye Zhen look like this?

"Now you look nothing like you before. The supernatural age has arrived. You should pick yourself up and return. There are many things waiting for you to do."

"And you have been decadent for long enough, if you continue like this, you might really become a waste."

Yang Jian tried to persuade a few words.

Ye Zhen continued to sit slumped on the sofa, he didn't move, and said weakly: "It's good to be a waste sometimes, I can't do it anymore, don't persuade me, just treat Ye Zhen as dead in the fight with the king organization in the process."

"From now on, there will only be you Yang Jian in the supernatural circle, and there will be no Ye Zhen anymore."

"What happened to you? Tell me maybe I can help you a little bit." Yang Jian continued.

He didn't want to see such a top ghost master withdraw from the supernatural circle, especially in this period, if there was one more person like Ye Zhen, it would be more stable.

"I'm fine, nothing happened, I just suddenly remembered something that happened before." Ye Zhen said while reaching for the snacks beside the sofa.

But the location of the snacks was a bit far away, and Ye Zhen couldn't reach them with his hands. Finally, he sighed and took his hands back, then changed his position and continued to lie down.

"What happened before has already happened, what are you doing now?" Yang Jian asked.

"This is my business, don't talk about it, let's go, what this era needs is you, and I don't need this trash, just let me lie here and rot quietly." Ye Zhen waved his hand weakly Said.

Yang Jian is not a person who likes to persuade others, seeing Ye Zhen say that, he didn't say much.

He could also see that Ye Zhen had a knot in his heart. If Ye Zhen didn't untie this knot, then he might really waste his life in this Fushou Garden, and finally find a random place to bury himself.

"Whatever you want, I just came to visit Haihai City. Since you are still alive and there is nothing wrong with Haihai City, I should go." Yang Jian said.

Ye Zhen didn't respond, he seemed to be asleep.

Yang Jian turned around and didn't take a few steps, feeling something in the rubbish pile under his feet.

Taking a look, it turned out to be Ye Zhen's supernatural weapon, that special long sword.

Yang Jian picked up the long sword, then pulled it out and took a look.

immediately.

A terrifying curse of certain death appeared directly.

But for the current Yang Jian, this mortal curse is no longer enough to kill him, even Luo Wensong's superimposed mortal curse can completely resist him.

The rusty long sword was twisted and out of shape, but one could still clearly see the word "true" engraved on one side of the sword, obviously representing Ye Zhen.

But the other side of the sword is engraved with the word "Wu". Presumably, Ye Zhen wanted to commemorate his dead little brother A Wu.

A Wu is considered Ye Zhen's guide to enter the supernatural circle, and at the same time, he is also the former person in charge of Dahai City, and the relationship with Ye Zhen is also a teacher and a friend.

It's a pity that Ah Wu died in the hands of the king's organization in the end.

The long sword was sheathed, and the supernatural curse of mortal death disappeared.

Yang Jian threw it casually, and the long sword flew out, and then nailed to the wall next to it.

"Go to sleep."

Yang Jian's voice sounded again.

Afterwards, Ye Zhen only heard the sound of footsteps gradually drifting away, until finally he couldn't hear anything clearly, but at the same time, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and an irresistible drowsiness surged up.

Instead of resisting the drowsiness, he yawned and fell asleep in a more comfortable position.

However, Yang Jian didn't leave after Ye Zhen fell asleep, but just stood not far from the sofa and looked at him.

"I want to know what kind of things can make this Ye Zhen fall down." Yang Jian thought to himself.

He used the supernatural power of Guimeng just now to pull Ye Zhen into the world of Guimeng.

The dream world will weave a real dream according to Ye Zhen's memory.

Yang Jian also entered the dream at this moment.

One fell asleep.