Mysterious resurgence

After Yang Jian left the headquarters, he stopped traveling to various cities. He felt that he had almost observed everything, and the prototype of a plan gradually emerged in his heart.

"Everything starts from Dachang City, and everything should end from Dachang City."

Yang Jian returned to Dachang City with such an idea.

But at this moment.

There is a person standing outside Guanjiang Community in Dachang City. This person seems to have been here for several days. However, many people who enter the community do not pay attention, as if this person does not exist at all, or this person It exists, but most people can't see it.

It wasn't until Yang Jian appeared that this weird phenomenon was broken.

Yang Jian also noticed the presence of that person, and he stopped in front of the community gate.

"We haven't seen each other since I released you from the ghost dream world last time. I thought you were afraid that I would pull you into the dream again and didn't dare to show your face. I didn't expect that this time you still came. Zhang Xianguang .”

He stared at the man not far away.

The man was about thirty or so, gentle and gentle, and looked like a teacher. It was difficult to associate him with a ghost controller. Even the residents passing by were not aware of the danger of this man.

But the older group of people in the supernatural circle all understand how terrifying Zhang Xianguang is.

Yang Jian continued to walk forward: "But the fact that you are here means that you have approached He Yuelian. Sure enough, you still want to implement the Peach Blossom Spring Plan, but you have not done anything to He Yuelian because you know very well that if I don't nod, you No plan can be implemented."

Zhang Xianguang smiled slightly: "My plan has been successfully implemented. The Peach Blossom Spring is like a seed. When the world becomes a fertile soil of despair, this seed will sprout and bear fruit. What I have to do is observe and care for this seed." No seed is destroyed."

"Yang Jian, you have traveled all over the country after you recovered and woke up. You should be very clear about what the world has become now. This is not as simple as the recovery of ordinary ghosts, but the supernatural land has intersected with reality. In the face of such a wave , personal power seems so insignificant."

"This wave buried the entire Republic of China at the beginning, and it will also bury the present. My plan is not perfect, but at least it can solve most of the problems. After all, it is much easier to control ghost paintings than to fight against the entire supernatural world."

Even in front of Yang Jian, he didn't hide anything and was forthright about his thoughts.

People who don’t even dare to speak out their dreams have any qualifications to realize it.

Yang Jian said: "I also have a plan. If you are interested, you might as well listen to it."

"Of course." Zhang Xianguang said.

"But this is not the place to talk. Come with me." Yang Jian didn't say much, but walked directly towards Guanjiang Community.

Zhang Xianguang followed closely behind. The two kept a subtle distance, and they seemed to be somewhat wary of each other.

Yang Jian said as he walked: "What you said before is correct. The inability to solve supernatural incidents is not because the ghost controllers of this era are not working hard enough, but because the intersection of supernatural and reality has given rise to one horrible incident after another. , even if you integrate all the power of the supernatural circle, you can't fight it."

"The top ghost masters in the Republic of China used various methods to prevent the supernatural from corroding reality and maintained peace for decades or even nearly a hundred years. It is only now that this peace has been broken. I don't think our generation is as good as A generation of excellence.”

"You have a clear understanding. Continue." Zhang Xianguang nodded slightly.

Compared with last time, Yang Jian is more mature now, calmer and wiser, and he has a clear control of the situation and thinking about the future.

He felt that such a conversation would be meaningful, instead of shouting and killing like Leng Touqing.

Yang Jian said: "If you choose your plan and hide in the world of ghost paintings, you will undoubtedly completely give up the chance to restore peace, and at the same time, you will extinguish the hope of ending the supernatural era."

Then, he stopped and stared at Zhang Xianguang.

"Without the terrifying hotbed of supernatural beings, there is no way to give birth to that light of hope. Everyone will slowly wait for death in the world of ghost paintings. Instead of this, it is better to allow supernatural events to rage, and everyone will be in this despair. We are struggling to survive in this world, at least this way we still have a chance in the future.”

"So, your Peach Blossom Spring plan is fundamentally wrong."

"It is better to die slowly in a false peace than to struggle to survive in a desperate reality. If everyone votes, I think at least 90% of the people will agree with my plan." Zhang Xianguang said.

Yang Jian continued to walk forward and said: "You are right, most people will indeed agree to your plan, because they are just ordinary people. Of course, they will only care about the immediate safety. They will not care about what the future will look like. This world needs The person who stands tallest should lead, but you, standing not high enough, can only see the present, not the future."

"In that case, let me see the future in your eyes. If you can convince me, I can cooperate with you to implement your plan." Zhang Xianguang said calmly.

"You'll see it soon." Yang Jian continued walking.

soon.

The two people came to a separate house behind Guanjiang Community.

"This was originally an ancient house from the Republic of China period. It was later renovated." Yang Jian said as he ignored the door and walked in.

Zhang Xianguang followed closely behind.

There were nine coffins placed in the yard, seven red and two black. Three of Yang Jian's teammates were lying in three of the red coffins. They were unable to leave the ghost coffin and were expected to stay in it for a long time.

"Captain, is that you?" Li Yang's voice sounded from the coffin.

"It's me." Yang Jian responded.

"Captain, there is a person behind you with a very strange aura. Who is he?" Li Yang then asked solemnly.

Yang Jian said: "Zhang Xianguang."

"No, Captain, you actually brought such a dangerous person here."

Huang Ziya's voice came out, and she was surprised. Although she had never met Zhang Xianguang, she knew such a number one person from talking to Li Yang.

"There is no more dangerous person than me in the supernatural world right now. You guys lie here quietly while I go to the second floor." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Xianguang glanced at the ghost coffins and said with a smile: "You must have robbed the coffin shop, and you actually moved all these ghost coffins. You are still so wanton."

"It's just a matter of putting things to their best use. These coffins are wasted in the coffin shop." Yang Jian said casually.

Yang Jian took Zhang Xianguang to the second floor.

There are three rooms on the second floor, two of which are in use, but only the third room is blocked and has never been opened.

Yang Jian put his hand on the door of the third room.

With the erosion of the supernatural, the disguise on the door began to disappear quickly, and then its true appearance was revealed.

This is actually a door made of gold.

"I guess Luo Wensong didn't tell you such important information. There is a point that connects reality and supernatural places. This point is the third door." Yang Jian said.

"You are wrong, I know this information." Zhang Xianguang said: "But I did not come to look for this third door, because in my opinion, the existence of this door is not important. It is good to be sealed here all the time. Yes, at least no evil spirits will come out through this door."

Yang Jian said calmly: "So I just said that you didn't look far enough. I had been looking for ways to prevent the advent of the supernatural era. It wasn't until I lit the soul-calling incense and talked with Luo Wensong that I learned about the existence of this door. I I just got the idea, and now it’s time to verify whether my method is feasible.”

"So the purpose of you calling me here is to witness?" Zhang Xianguang said.

"Not just as a witness, but also just in case. If I fail, you who know the plan will definitely continue along my path." Yang Jian said.

"Are you so sure?" Zhang Xianguang's eyes flickered.

Yang Jian said: "Of course."

Then, he raised his hand and punched the golden door hard.

The powerful force knocked on the door and dented it, and the whole house seemed to shake.

Yang Jian didn't hesitate at all. He was going to open the third door today.

Another punch came down.

The thick golden door was dented again, and the slightest cracks were gradually revealed.

"Yang Jian, are you demolishing the house?"

At this time, from the next room, Wang Shanshan came out with a pale face. She stood in the corridor and looked at Yang Jian. After all, she couldn't pretend not to hear such a loud noise.

"I'm opening the door and it will be over soon." Yang Jian said.

"There are often some strange movements coming from behind this door, and the movements have become more and more obvious recently. I have been listening next door these days. If you want to open the door, be careful." Wang Shanshan said in a cold tone, not forgetting to remind.

Yang Jian replied: "I know it's ghosts trying to come to reality through this door, but this door is very strong. The ghosts' supernatural power cannot affect gold. They can't get out easily. They can only make some painless things." Itchy movement.”

"Then you still want to open the door?" Wang Shanshan was a little confused.

"If you don't open the door, ghosts can appear in reality through other paths. This is why there are endless supernatural events outside. I want to solve this problem now, so I have to start from this door." Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan nodded and slowly stepped aside. At the same time, a cold and strange child quietly appeared next to her. This child was pale-skinned, wearing a shroud and embroidered shoes. He tilted his head and peered at Zhang Xianguang with a pair of slightly red eyes. , seems to be looking at a delicious meal.

"This little thing is not a ghost, nor is it a ghost controller. It is some kind of supernatural product, and it is 78% similar to you, Yang Jian. Is it your ghost slave? No, it's not very similar. It's even more special than a ghost slave. "Zhang Xianguang was also staring at the ghost boy and studying it very carefully.

"boom!"

There were several loud noises in succession.

Yang Jian forced the door open.

The heavy door slammed to the ground.

The room was pitch black, and then the darkness spread out like a thick fog, cold and penetrating, as if it was eroding everything around it.

Yang Jian's face was expressionless, he just took a step forward.

The darkness immediately receded, and all the terrifying supernatural phenomena came to an abrupt end.

It seems that Yang Jian is an impenetrable door that can hinder the approach of any supernatural being.

"Let's go."

Yang Jian said hello and then walked straight into the dark room.

Zhang Xianguang smiled slightly, withdrew his gaze, stopped studying the ghost boy and immediately followed Yang Jian into the room.

As soon as he got close to the darkness, Zhang Xianguang's body quickly disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and in the end, only the sound of his footsteps could be heard.

After the two people walked in, they quickly disappeared.

It's just strange that as two people enter.

The darkness in this third room was gradually dissipating, and the situation inside was also slightly revealed.

There seemed to be nothing in that room, only a special road, which became wider and wider from the outside to the inside, and finally extended into the depths of darkness.