Mysterious recovery

"Young man, my story is over, do you have anything else to interview?"

He Feng said: "No, thank you for your cooperation. I didn't expect to hear such a bizarre story today. By the way, sir, can I have a look at your case back then?"

"No problem, I'll take you to get it." Zhang Zhidong said.

He Feng immediately got up and pushed the wheelchair.

Zhang Zhidong brought the young reporter to his room, and handed him the case that had been dusty for a long time: "It's useless for me to keep it, I'll give it to you, I don't know if it counts as evidence."

When He Feng heard this, he thanked him repeatedly. He solemnly put away the case and studied it slowly when he went back.

"By the way, what's wrong with your leg? I know some good doctors who may be able to help you." He then asked with concern.

"You young man is very kind, but my legs cannot be cured by a doctor." Zhang Zhidong shook his head, then pulled up his pants to expose his legs.

He Feng glanced at it and immediately narrowed his eyes.

What kind of legs are those? Skinny, twisted, it's hard to believe that they are legs from a living person.

"I was limping very early. I guess it was the hidden danger left by sitting on the red bench. At that time, many people said that ghosts were very scary, and people who touched ghosts would become unlucky. I think This sentence is correct, young man, you want to trace the traces of the ghost, I advise you to be careful, don't lose your life in a daze."

Zhang Zhidong put down his trousers again, covering his horrible legs.

He Feng took this opportunity to take a photo, which he thought was proof that the story told by the old man named Zhang Zhidong was not false.

The first thousand 550 eight chapters a book.

"I found it, I found it, I found an important clue, there are really ghosts in this world."

He Feng, who came back from a business trip in Dadong City, couldn't suppress his inner excitement as soon as he got home, and shared this important news with his wife Zhou Mei.

He Feng's wife, Zhou Mei, is also a reporter. Of course, she knows that her husband has been researching ghost stories and investigating so-called supernatural events, so she is not surprised by this, and just asks: "What did you find? So Excited."

"This time I interviewed an old man named Zhang Zhidong in a nursing home in Dadong City. The old man told me that he had seen a real ghost, and more than that. In addition to ghosts, there is also a group of people who fight against ghosts, and these people were called ghost masters 60 years ago."

"Look, this is my interview record."

He Feng took out the recording pen, photos, and an old medical record from the bag.

Zhou Mei didn't take it seriously at first, but when she saw the evidence, her expression became more serious. She turned on the recorder and looked at the photos while listening.

"This is the photo of Zhang Zhidong's legs. He said that his legs were necrotic because they were infected with supernatural powers. Here is a medical case. I've seen it. It's not fake. He used to have real blood in his head. Brain tumor, but in the examination report the next day, the brain tumor disappeared mysteriously... Listen to his description."

While talking, He Feng took out his notebook, and couldn't wait to start investigating: "In addition, I found another clue, which is a name. According to Zhang Zhidong's description, that person is likely to be a special person who fights against ghosts. It is the existence called the ghost master."

"What's that person's name? I'll help you investigate." Zhou Mei also became interested after reading the materials.

This is big news, and if it is reported, it may cause an uproar.

It turns out that there is still such an unknown scene hidden in this world.

"That person's name is Yang Jian." He Feng said.

"Yang Jian? Let me check."

Zhou Mei also immediately took out her computer and began to investigate.

The two of them buried their heads in searching for various information on the Internet.

About half an hour.

"I found it, I found some clues." Suddenly, Zhou Mei called out.

He Feng immediately came over.

Zhou Mei pointed to the computer and said, "The name Yang Jian appeared in a book written by a foreign writer. This book tells a bizarre story. The content is probably that a city suddenly disappeared mysteriously in this world. , entered hell, and then people in the city began to be killed by evil spirits one after another, and finally the survivors were successfully rescued with the help of a mysterious person."

"The vanished city? The evil spirit? Yang Jian, the mysterious man who rescued them... This story is similar to that told by the old man named Zhang Zhidong." He Feng's eyes lit up.

"Look, at the end of this book there are illustrations hand-painted by the author." Zhou Mei said again.

He Feng looked at the illustration, although it was a bit messy, it was extraordinarily real.

Dead cities, deserted streets, and some weird figures wandering in dim areas.

"Is this picture also in this book?" Suddenly, He Feng pointed to the colored picture on the last page.

The color painting on that page was an oil painting. The background of the oil painting was a dark city, but in the middle of the illustration stood a woman. The palms are exceptionally fair.

The style of the oil painting is very weird, a bit of Chinese and foreign mix and match, it looks nondescript.

But if you look closely, the woman in the painting looks very strange, as if she is staring at herself.

"This writer must know something. Maybe he also encountered supernatural events when he was young. Can he be found? I want to interview him." He Feng said.

"No, this foreign writer died when he was in his 40s. The cause of death was suicide."

"Suicide?" He Feng was very sorry: "It seems that the writer's clues are broken, keep looking, I believe there must be other clues."

Zhou Mei nodded.

The two continue to search for clues.

The name Yang Jian is not particularly common, so a lot of messy information can be ruled out.

But what the two of them were looking for was too long ago, and the previous news websites would not save it at all, so it was very difficult.

until night.

Zhou Mei finally found another clue: "Honey, come and see, I found an important clue."

"Here we come." He Feng just rushed over with the prepared meal.

Zhou Mei took a bowl of rice and started eating immediately, then pointed to the screen and said: "This is an interview program, the interviewee is a professor from a prestigious school, this professor was a talented woman when she was young, you are serious listen."

In the video, the host is interviewing a female professor surnamed Miao. This professor Miao looks over 70 years old. Although she is very old, she has an elegant temperament, is kind, and feels very warm.

"As we all know, Professor Miao has written many books and created many beautiful poems and essays in his life. I don't know which of Professor Miao's favorite works? Can you tell us about it?" the host interviewed.

Professor Miao smiled slightly, and then recalled: "My favorite is the first book I published. If you are interested, you can read it. I believe that book will benefit you a lot. of."

"Everyone is most impressed by the first time, the first time to travel, the first time to watch a movie, the first time to fall in love. It seems that Professor Miao is no exception. He is most impressed by his first published book. When it comes to falling in love, we all know that Professor Miao was a famous talented woman when she was young, and she was also beautiful, so we focus on the screen, which shows Professor Miao's appearance when he was young."

The host on the video signaled at this time, and then a photo appeared on the screen.

It's a photo of a young woman. This woman looks sweet, gentle and pure, and she is indeed a beauty.

"Then what we want to know is, Professor Miao is so good, he must have been pursued by many people when he was young, why did he choose to be single all the time? Didn't Professor Miao have anyone he liked when he was young?" the host asked.

Professor Miao paused, then smiled and said, "When I was young, I was very ordinary-looking. I was not considered a beauty, and no one chased me. Like most young girls, I also had someone I was attracted to at that time. He was my girlfriend. We were classmates in junior high school, and then we went to the same high school, and we were childhood sweethearts... Unfortunately, when the college entrance examination was approaching, something happened to that classmate, which caused him to drop out of school, and we have been together since then We seldom see each other."

"Let me gossip a little bit. We want to know what kind of boy can make Professor Miao's heart move when he was young. Can you tell us in detail about the childhood sweetheart of Professor Miao? It may also help our compatriots. Learn from that unknown childhood sweetheart, how to make a beautiful and talented young girl fall in love with you, and even now I can’t forget it.” The host continued the interview.

"He is a very kind person. He is willing to risk his life to save others. He is also a very capable person who can do things that ordinary people cannot do. At the same time, he is a very generous person. In a real sense, he treats money like dung, the house I live in now was given to me by him..."

Professor Miao said, his mouth was full of praise, and his eyes seemed to be bright.

"It's no wonder Professor Miao can't forget such an outstanding boy. Can you tell me the boy's name?" the host asked again.

"His name is very special, his name is... Yang Jian."

He Feng became excited again when he saw this: "Great, this Professor Miao knows that Yang Jian, as long as I can interview this Professor Miao, I believe many doubts can be solved, check the information of this Professor Miao, Such a well-known professor must have her profile on the Internet."

soon.

Zhou Mei found Professor Miao's information: "Professor Miao, whose real name is Miao Xiaoshan, was born in... 79 years old this year... and studied in the No. [-] Middle School of Dachang City."

"Dachang City? It seems that the man named Yang Jian used to be a student of Dachang City. If he goes to Dachang City, he will be able to investigate some things, but I have to go to the capital first. I want to interview this Professor Miao. Wait for the interview. After I'm done, I'll fly to Dachang again, and I believe I'll find a big news this time."

"It's not too late, we're going to book a ticket and leave today."

the next day.

He Feng and Zhou Mei got on the plane bound for the capital.

Immediately after they got off the plane, they went around asking for connections and inquiring about Professor Miao. After spending a few days, they finally learned something, knowing where Professor Miao lived, and then they prepared to visit with gifts.

"This community has a history of 80 to [-] years."

He Feng and Zhou Mei walked in the community.

This community is lined with trees, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and the old-fashioned buildings reveal a sense of history.

"I have to say that Professor Miao is really rich. Although this is not the central area of ​​the urban area, it is either rich or expensive to have such a single-family villa in the capital 60 years ago. What's more, ordinary people can't afford it even if they started working in Yuanmou." He Feng said with emotion.

"Don't be emotional, I figured it out, Professor Miao lives in the eighth villa here, and we will be there soon." Zhou Mei who was next to him said.

The two walked for a while, and soon came to Professor Miao's residence.

This is a European-style building with a sense of age. Although it has a history of 80 to [-] years, it is well maintained and does not look old. Moreover, the golden gate is still as bright as ever after so long, without fading or aging at all. I don't know how to maintain it.

He Feng stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

With the ringing of the doorbell, a footstep soon came from inside.

After opening the door, there was a middle-aged woman in her fifties. She was wearing a simple and decent long skirt, and she had an elegant demeanor, which made people feel good.

"Who are you two looking for?" The middle-aged woman asked.

"I'm very sorry for the sudden visit. We are journalists. I heard that this is the residence of Professor Miao. This time, I came here uninvited. I want to interview Professor Miao. Is Professor Miao at home?" Zhou Mei said.

The middle-aged woman said: "So that's how it is. It's unfortunate that you came here. Professor Miao is not at home. She went out recently. She probably won't be back for a few days."

"What a coincidence? What a pity." He Feng felt a little lost.

"What kind of interview do you want to do? I am Professor Miao's niece. I know a little about Professor Miao's affairs, so I may be able to help you a little bit," said the middle-aged woman.

Zhou Mei said: "That's right. We want to consult with Professor Miao. That person's name is Yang Jian. Do you know anything about Yang Jian?"

"Yang Jian?"

Hearing this name, the middle-aged woman's expression became serious immediately: "Are you investigating the matter about Yang Jian?"

"Yes." He Feng nodded.

"Come in first." The middle-aged woman did not refuse this interview.

"Excuse me."

Two people walked into the villa.

Then they were shocked by the decoration in the villa.

The lights are bright and bright, and the walls and the ground are golden yellow, making the whole house full of gold and jade.

There is a sense of luxury.

He Feng looked around, very curious.

"Hey."

Zhou Mei pulled him cautiously at this time: "Look at the golden metal on it, it seems to be gold."

After speaking, she stretched out her wrist, revealing a golden bracelet.

The bracelet was compared with the surrounding colors, and they were exactly the same.

"Are you kidding me? Gold, how is this possible? Have you read it wrong?" He Feng was shocked by his wife's thought, and immediately thought it was impossible.

If the yellow metal in this house is all gold, how much gold is needed to fill such a large area.

And using gold for decoration, even if you have money, you can't waste it like this.

"I'm not mistaken. I reached out and touched it just now, and it feels exactly like gold." Zhou Mei whispered.

He Feng's heart trembled, he didn't think too much, he just suppressed the shock in his heart.

At the same time, he suddenly thought of the interview video from yesterday.

This house was given to Miao Xiaoshan by the man named Yang Jian. Assuming that all the decorations here are gold, then such a precious house was given away so easily. How rich is Yang Jian?

Maybe that can't be done with just money, maybe you have to have a special status.

If Yang Jian is really a ghost master and has some special abilities, then it is not surprising to have corresponding power and wealth.

It seems that I am already very close to a certain truth.

He Feng couldn't help being excited again.

"Please sit down, both of you." The middle-aged woman beckoned them to sit down.

The two smiled restrainedly, feeling a little pressure inexplicably in their hearts, because they realized that this Professor Miao might not be as simple as imagined.

The middle-aged woman poured a cup of tea for the two, then sat down and said slowly: "I don't know why the two of you want to investigate Yang Jian, but in our family, this name is a kind of taboo, this name is You can't shout at will, even if you say it, you have to be in awe and respect."

"What's the reason? Yang Jian should be just a very common name, why is it taboo here? Can you tell us about it?" He Feng took out the recording pen and asked.