Mysterious recovery

Yang Jian's face was not relaxed, but a bit dignified.

Because he learned from Chen Qiaoyang's memory that he was not the only one who survived that period.

"It seems that the spiritual world will become more and more chaotic in the future." Feng Quan smoked a cigarette, frowned, and said in a dull voice: "But this also proves that our previous arrangement was correct."

"With the captain of the headquarters here, the situation shouldn't get worse." Li Yang said.

Huang Ziya smiled at the side: "If someone named Chen Qiaoyang appeared, he would dare to fight the three captains. If there were more, they might dare to attack the headquarters. The water in the supernatural circle is deep. I didn't think it before, but now It seems that we are still too naive, but fortunately, our captain will support the sky falling."

After finishing speaking, she winked at Yang Jian.

"Wrong, people are not a big threat. The real threat is supernatural events, because people can communicate, negotiate, and intimidate, but ghosts can't." Yang Jian said.

Although he was very concerned about being retaliated against, he was not too worried.

He was still worried about supernatural events.

Just like the red wooden stool incident before, it was an apparently ordinary supernatural event, but Yang Jian felt a little helpless. The supernatural weapons, coffin nails and hatchets in his hands were useless.

And the paper man carrying the sedan chair.

The fifth floor of the Ghost Realm was easily invaded. If it hadn't been for Chen Qiaoyang, he would have faced unimaginable danger.

The pendulum clock restarted by the Wang family is also an existence that Yang Jian currently has no solution for.

"Forget it, it's very late today, it's inappropriate to say this, we'll talk about it tomorrow if there's anything else to do," Yang Jian said.

"Go home and sleep, go home and sleep, I'm really sleepy." Xiong Wenwen immediately became excited when he heard that the meeting was about to end.

Yang Jian didn't say much, he disappeared in a flash of red light, and Guitong also disappeared at the same time.

"Damn, Xiao Yang, are you leaving now? You take me with you." Xiong Wenwen yelled immediately.

"Let's drive back, it's not far anyway, the captain must have his own business to attend to." Tong Qian said.

Feng Quandao: "Let's go first, I will stay at the company tonight, so as not to have any accidents."

"Remember to notify if you have something to do," Li Yang said.

"of course."

Soon, everyone broke up and left.

Feng Quan was the only one left in the empty office.

Feng Quan was smoking a cigarette, but the smoke did not dissipate, but became thicker and thicker.

No, it's not smoke, it's fog.

in dense fog.

Feng Quan was deep in thought and murmured, "Has my memory been altered?"

Chapter 877 The Broken Cupboard

Yang Jian's leaving alone was not to rush home to rest, but to deal with the aftermath.

The red wooden bench brought back needs to be imprisoned for preservation, and the ghost that was taken away from Chen Qiaotou also needs to be dealt with properly. Once the ghost leaks out, it may be another headache.

He is worried about other people doing this, so he still has to do it himself.

Fortunately, Dachang City has nothing else to do at present, so Yang Jian's work is relatively easy.

It was already late at night after these things were dealt with.

Yang Jian left the safe house and walked alone on the path of Guanjiang Community, frowning, as if he was thinking about something.

"After struggling to survive on the verge of death, Feng Quan controlled the third ghost. If my judgment is not wrong, Feng Quan's memory has recovered at this time. The ghost of the blood-stained old newspaper modifying memory seems to be Ineffective, which can be seen from the change of his address to me."

"But it doesn't matter, what if he recovers his memory in this situation?"

After Yang Jian thought about it for a while, he skipped this matter, and then continued to think: "The matter of the ghost post office is not over yet, next time if the task of delivering letters appears, I will be on the fourth floor of the ghost post office, the fourth floor of the ghost post office There must be ghost masters on the fourth floor, otherwise ordinary people would have died long ago with the danger of sending letters on the fourth floor."

He had already encountered the incident in Room 301 in Okawa City during the mission of delivering letters on the third floor of the ghost post office, and almost fell there.

On the fourth floor, the degree of danger will definitely continue to increase.

He has no idea what supernatural events he will encounter at that time.

In addition, there is one more important thing to pay attention to than the ghost post office, that is, the deal between himself and the ghost cabinet has not yet been completed.

The transaction content of the ghost cabinet is to allow oneself to enter an old mansion and open a locked wooden door.

The key is still in Yang Jian's hands.

But the old house does not know where it is.

The ghost cabinet only gave Yang Jian ninety days, and although there are still nearly two months left, what makes him feel uneasy is the horror behind the deal and the price after breaching the contract.

"Can I now bear the punishment after failing to deal with the ghost cabinet?" Yang Jian didn't think about completing the deal immediately.

The first thing he thought of was cheating.

Dealing with the ghost cabinet is a road of no return to death.

You can only use the ghost cabinet to help you survive in emergencies, but you can’t keep trading with the ghost cabinet, so in the end you have to choose a suitable opportunity to cheat. If you don’t do this, you will definitely be killed by the ghost cabinet’s trading content .

with this thought.

Yang Jian came to the top floor of a decorative bell tower in the community.

An old-fashioned cabinet painted with bright red paint is quietly placed here. Although the cabinet looks normal, it always reveals a strange and strange feeling inexplicably, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"The red wooden stool, the red cupboard... are all products of an era." Yang Jian looked at the paint that seemed to be dripping like blood, and immediately thought of the red wooden stool he brought back.

This is a supernatural item from the period of the Republic of China, and it has the characteristics of that era in terms of appearance and style.

But now Yang Jian is not studying this.

He stared at the ghost cabinet and his eyes moved slightly, with some hesitation and thought.

After thinking for less than half a minute, Yang Jian seemed to have made a decision.

His ghostly eyes turned strangely, a red light flashed past, and a golden spear with cracked hair suddenly appeared in his hand.

"It's time to wrap things up."

Yang Jian looked at the rusty hatchet, and a black shadow gradually covered it.

Without any hesitation, the supernatural weapon in his hand immediately slashed fiercely at the red ghost cabinet.

If the ghost cabinet has supernatural power, then the hatchet will definitely be able to damage it.

Therefore, Yang Jian planned to hack this ghost cupboard tonight.

really.

As the rusty blade in his hand fell, the wooden red lacquered cabinet was immediately split with a huge opening, almost split from the middle.

The weapon in his hand seemed too sharp, and he didn't even feel much hindrance.

Yang Jian looked at the huge gap in the top of the ghost cabinet, his expression moved slightly.

The cracked hole in the ghost cabinet was oozing blood strangely, as if the knife was not cut on wood, but on a living body.

"Since you have already done it, you can't back down."

Yang Jian ignored this supernatural phenomenon, he raised the cracked spear in his hand again, the ghost shadow penetrated, touched the hatchet and continued to chop.

The second knife was even more ruthless, and directly chopped off the door of the ghost cabinet.

The inside of the cabinet door was pitch black, and the blackness squirmed, as if something was shaking inside.

"It's strange, I didn't suffer backlash from the hatchet's curse." Yang Jian later found that his body was normal.

The terrible curse of the hatchet did not appear.

"What's going on? Could it be that the existence of the ghost cabinet is not a ghost, and Hatchet's judgment is invalid? But if it is not a ghost, then why does Hatchet's ability to dismember ghosts work?"

Yang Jian felt suspicious.

But this question was temporarily suppressed by him.

It's a good thing that the Hatchet's Curse isn't there.

The third knife was slashed without hesitation.

More than half of the ghost cabinet was cracked, and the upper cabinet door was completely shattered.

The darkness in the depths of the cabinet door also disappeared with this knife, as if what I saw just now was an illusion.

However, the blood is still seeping.

The blood didn't flow out of the ghost cabinet, but seeped out of the wooden board.

Yang Jian cut it down with a knife, and blood spattered.

But this kind of supernatural phenomenon still can't stop his actions, and the things he has decided are generally difficult to change.

The fourth knife, the fifth knife...

Yang Jian moved very quickly, he fell with a knife, and the ghost cabinet collapsed in front of his eyes at an unimaginable speed, turning into a pile of planks and chips, but these planks and chips were soaked in blood, revealing a kind of blood. Inexplicable weirdness.

soon.

The movement of his hands stopped.

Because things are over.

The ghost cabinet was smashed into pieces by him with a hatchet, and not a single piece of wood was complete.

The deal with the ghost cabinet seems to be a deal.

But Yang Jian was not careless, his ghost eyes turned restlessly, still peeking at the pile of wooden boards soaked in blood in front of him.

He wanted to see if the ghost cabinet would produce other supernatural phenomena.

Time passed little by little.

In order to be on the safe side, Yang Jian observed for a full hour.

However, nothing happened for an hour.

The wooden boards all over the floor have not changed, and the blood seeping out has also stopped long ago.

All the ghosts seemed to subside.

"Could it be the end of the matter like this? This is a bit too simple, and there is no sign of resistance from the ghost cabinet."

Yang Jian frowned.

He was even ready to fight the ghost cabinet desperately.

But no one expected that things would go so smoothly.

It's unreal to be successful, because according to Yang Jian's experience and speculation, he must take a considerable risk to hack the ghost cabinet by himself, and even considered the possibility of failure.

"Since there is no response so far, this matter is temporarily resolved." Yang Jian didn't intend to wait like this forever.

He packed up all these things on the ground, put them in a gold box, sealed them up and buried them deep underground, and they were buried quite deep.

If nothing else happened, these blood-stained boards would never appear in this world.

"Let's go back."

After packing these things, Yang Jian returned to his residence.

The five-storey single-family villa is located near the entrance of the community, facing south and facing the river. Even in the middle of the night, the inside and outside of the villa are brightly lit, and there is no thought of turning off the lights.

Yang Jian was standing in front of the gate on the first floor. For some reason, he felt a little strange.

"Not right."

He frowned slightly, and his steps stopped for a while.

This kind of wrongness is not something wrong with my own residence, but a feeling of something wrong, as if something is sneaking around and following me furtively, quite cryptically.

Yang Jian turned around and looked back, his ghost eyes turned around, and he glanced around, but found nothing.

The surroundings are very quiet, very quiet.

"Is it my illusion? Or is the curse of the ghost cabinet still there?" He was sure that this feeling came after the ghost cabinet was hacked.

There was absolutely no such feeling before that.

With this strange thought.