Mysterious resurgence

"Why did it take you so long to go out? It's been five or six days, and you don't know how to send you a message."

When Yang Jian returned home, he heard Jiang Yan complaining.

But I saw Jiang Yan wearing short sleeves, holding a pair of beautiful white legs, sitting on the sofa and watching TV. The aftermath of various events in Dachang City was still being played repeatedly on TV.

"Something happened on the way back and you almost couldn't come back?" Yang Jian sat down casually, feeling a little relaxed.

Jiang Yan squeezed next to her and asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

"What else can I do? Of course I encountered a supernatural incident again. I got on a ghost car in a daze. There were several ghosts sitting on the car. I stayed with them for half a night." Yang Jian glanced at her.

How many ghosts?

Jiang Yan was startled: "Is it so scary?"

"It's much scarier than you think. Fortunately, you didn't bother to follow. The twenty-odd passengers who got on the bus in the same group were all dead, and I couldn't even save them." Yang Jian said, "Forget it, let's not mention this matter. What's going on at home? Why do you stay here all the time and I don't see you at work? "

Jiang Yan suddenly felt scared when she heard this, and then said: "The sales department is closed. I am unemployed now. Didn't you tell Mr. Zhang that the properties here are no longer for sale?"

"Where's Zhang Liqin, have you left?" Yang Jian asked suddenly.

"Of course she left when you weren't here. Could she have stayed here waiting for you?"

Jiang Yan asked suspiciously: "Why do you care so much about Zhang Liqin? I've been following you for so long and I haven't seen you take the initiative to care about me. Have you fallen in love with that woman?"

Yang Jian said calmly: "I was planning to set up a company in Dachang City and needed some manpower. She has experienced supernatural events and is considered a relatively outstanding talent. I decided to let her be my secretary and she will also be my employee in the future."

"I don't agree." Jiang Yan refused: "She works as your secretary, so what should I do?"

"Aren't you an accountant? Of course you are in charge of finance." Yang Jian glanced at her.

Jiang Yan grabbed his arm and acted coquettishly: "No, you fire her and I will be your secretary. It would be a pity not to be your secretary since I am so beautiful. Besides, the secretary outfit is so sexy. It must look good on me. Let's go." You will definitely be envied by others when you go out, and I can hide under your table if anything happens in the future."

"Did you look at Zhang Wei's computer again?" Yang Jian tilted his head and looked at her.

Jiang Yan looked around, then leaned over and whispered in his ear: "It's a new series that Zhang Wei found. It's very exciting. I made a copy and we'll watch it together later."

"I've seen it before. You can read it yourself. I have something else to do and I have to go to the ancient house." Yang Jian stood up.

Jiang Yan suddenly puffed up her face and looked at Yang Jian with a very resentful look. She felt that her girlfriend was the hardest worker in the world, and Yang Jian had always ignored her.

"Either you can't do it, or you are just a crook." She looked at Yang Jian's leaving back and thought in a wicked way: "Even if you are a crook, I will straighten you out. You are so indifferent to me today. Tomorrow I will make you unable to stop lusting after me, and I will eat you for the rest of your life."

Compared to Zhang Liqin, Yang Jian had a deeper influence on Jiang Yan.

soon.

Yang Jian came to the ancient house again. Before going, he brought a pen and a small book.

He plans to imitate the original owner of the ancient house and explore the mystery of this ghost closet.

We arrived at this old house from the Republic of China with ease.

However, in the past few days after leaving, construction started again here, and foundations were dug nearby to build a temple to hide the ancient house.

The person in charge of supervising the work is Zhang Xiangui.

"Uncle Zhang." Yang Jian called politely.

Zhang Xiangui turned around and smiled immediately when he saw Yang Jian; "Brother Leg came just in time. The safe house was completed just yesterday. Are you going to visit it later?"

"Has it been built? So fast." Yang Jian asked.

"This is considered slow. I work three shifts non-stop and work 24 hours a day. If it hadn't been for the last time we couldn't hire workers, the construction would have been completed. Now we are laying lawns, planting greenery, and decorating the interiors, but the overall situation has already been improved. It's finished. I've calculated that if all the equipment is normal, it can sustain up to about fifty people." Zhang Xiangui stretched out five fingers and vowed.

Yang Jian said, "Is it too crowded?"

A small room can accommodate fifty people, how crowded it must be.

"If it's comfortable, it's definitely not possible, but if it's an evacuation, it doesn't matter so much." Zhang Xiangui said; "Although the safe house is small, there is an underground shelter outside the safe house, and the space is very large. Three hundred square meters, four floors, fifty people can live in it, let alone play basketball. In addition, I also dug three safety passages, an emergency exit, and a material storage room. "

"However, apart from the safe house, the safety of the shelter outside is much worse. I only put a layer of gold foil on the wall and painted it with a layer of gold paint. It is not as strong and reliable as the safe house."

After hearing this, Yang Jian admired Zhang Xiangui's construction layout. The safe house was perfect when he made it like this. If it were left to him, he would never be able to do it so well.

In order to survive in a small family, Zhang Xiangui also worked hard.

"I can rest assured that Uncle Zhang is doing something. I really need to visit the safe house later. By the way, where is Zhang Wei? It seems I haven't seen him for a while," Yang Jian asked.

Mentioning Zhang Wei, Zhang Xiangui sneered: "Last time that kid talked back to me, I sent him to another construction site to play in the sand. If he doesn't exercise, how will he gain a foothold in society in the future?"

When Yang Jian heard this, he knew that Zhang Wei must have offended Zhang Xiangui again.

"Let the workers stop working for half a day today. I have something to do and I have to go into the old house. I'm afraid someone will see me." Then he said again.

"I've put a cordon around the house. If there are no workers going in, it shouldn't be in the way." Before Zhang Xiangui finished speaking, he immediately understood when he saw Yang Jian's solemn expression: "You're right, let the workers rest first. Go back to work tomorrow.”

What Yang Jian is afraid of is not being seen by others, but that when he touches the ghost closet, it will cause supernatural events.

I'm not afraid, but it would be wrong to involve these workers for no reason.

Soon, Zhang Xiangui informed the foreman to stop work and take a rest, and the workers on the construction site quickly left.

"Is everything going to be okay?" he asked cautiously after everyone left.

Yang Jian said, "Nothing will happen. If anything happens, I can handle it. Uncle Zhang, don't worry. It's just better to be safe. After all, we are too close and I'm afraid something will affect you."

"That's right, safety first, then I won't bother Brother Leg." Zhang Xiangui knew very well that there were some taboo things in the ancient house, otherwise people like Yang Jian wouldn't be able to go in and out again and again.

Yang Jian nodded, and waited until Zhang Xiangui and others had left before he entered Hegu's house again.

The ghost domain directly penetrated the wall of the second floor of the Republic of China house.

We arrived at the second secret room very smoothly.

There was nothing in the secret room, except for an old wooden cupboard standing in the middle.

The cupboard door was closed tightly, and through the wooden lattice, one could see that the inside was shrouded in a thick layer of darkness, as thick as ink, and it was difficult to see what was hidden inside.

Yang Jian turned on the light of his mobile phone and put it next to him, then took out paper and pen, and wrote a sentence: Who are you?

He tore off the paper and carefully stuffed the page into the cupboard door.

According to his inference process, this should be the case.

Stuff it into the door above the wooden cabinet.

But before he could completely insert the paper along the gap in the cupboard door, Yang Jian immediately felt that the other end of the paper seemed to be grabbed by something, and he was still pulling hard inside. The force was huge, but strangely the thin piece of paper was not torn into pieces.

Yang Jian quickly let go.

The paper immediately sank into the cupboard door and disappeared into the darkness.

But less than ten seconds later, the piece of paper strangely fell from the gap under the cupboard.

In addition to Yang Jian's previous question on the white paper, there is also a black crooked word under it: ghost.

The whole thing is: Who are you?

The answer is: ghost.

"Another alien?" Yang Jian felt inexplicably chilled when he saw the crooked ghost characters.

The thing in this ghost closet can actually answer my own questions. It is simply a different kind of human skin.