Mysterious resurgence

"Is this the source?"

At this moment, on the parking lot, an isolation zone was built in the distance. Yang Jian, Shen Liang, Guo Fan and other staff members looked at the suitcase beside them.

It is hard to imagine that the first place where the supernatural appeared would be in a suitcase.

Moreover, the suitcase was damaged, with weird gaps on it, as if something had escaped from it before.

"So the ghost was brought onto the plane by a passenger in a suitcase? Who did it? Find that passenger out and ask that guy how he wants to die? You dare to bring a ghost to J City because you want to cause trouble for me What?"

One person said with a stern face, and there was an aura of danger in his tone, making people shudder like a madman.

Yang Jian glanced at him.

The person who spoke was named Chen Yi, and he was one of the people in charge of J City. The reason why he was one of them was because there were more than one ghost controllers responsible for the security of J City, and Chen Yi was just one of them.

This Chen Yi looks relatively normal, but if you look more carefully, you will find that he exudes a faint corpse smell, his fingers are slightly stiff, and corpse spots have appeared on the back of his hands. Although he speaks loudly, he has a strong sense of humor. Wearing a thick mask, it seemed that his mouth was covered intentionally.

If such a person stood at the street entrance at night, he would definitely scare many people.

"He is another dangerous guy. His body is basically close to that of a ghost. It is probably as simple as controlling two ghosts. However, his condition is worse than mine. I don't know how long he can last." Yang Jian thought to himself, while slightly I was wary of this person named Chen Yi.

The closer the ghost controller is to the resurrected ghost, the more terrifying it becomes.

Because at that time, everything had become a ghost, and no one knew whether he was a human at this moment and would become a ghost at the next moment.

"Chen Yi, don't worry. There is a record on the suitcase. The person who checked the bag will be able to find it soon. The top priority now is to determine what is inside." Shen Liang comforted him, his tone was very polite.

"I'll unpack it." Guo Fan's gloomy face made people avoid him subconsciously.

Although it is a bit risky to open the box and check, Yang Jian has successfully restricted the ghosts, so the risk is very limited, and there are so many people doing it, bringing together a group of top ghost controllers in the country, if something happens The problem can be solved.

"Be careful." Shen Liang stepped back a distance and warned at the same time.

Guo Fan has never seen anything like this. Didn’t he come out alive from the Z City incident?

A small box does not make him feel scared, but he still needs to be vigilant.

soon.

The damaged suitcase was opened, and there was no weird or bloody thing inside as expected.

Something very ordinary.

There are some cups, saucers, ceramic jars, etc. that look a bit historical.

"They are some antiques. There are also appraisal certificates and purchase contracts. The procedures are very formal." A staff member next to him said after observing for a few times.

"Are you kidding?" Chen Yi looked a little ferocious: "After working for so long, a lot of people just want to see this garbage? What I want is the source and the result of the supernatural appearance."

His emotions seemed to be out of control, making people feel more and more dangerous.

Yang Jian, who was silent on the side, frowned slightly.

This person was so out of control emotionally that he was more deeply affected than himself, and he actually became one of the leaders of J City.

It can't be a related household.

Of course, he dismissed the idea as soon as it came up.

The fact that Chen Yi can be transferred to J City shows that there is absolutely no problem with his mental state. At least it cannot be a time bomb. The only explanation is that this guy is born with a bad temper. After becoming a ghost controller, he was influenced by ghosts and became more violent. , I can no longer control my temper.

"It's not all rubbish. I can feel that this is the source of the paranormal incident on the plane." Guo Fan, with a dead face, pointed to a black ceramic.

The shape of this ceramic is very ordinary, narrow at the top and wide at the bottom. It is neither exquisite nor simple, but it gives people a weird feeling.

Looking inside through the mouth of the bottle, it was pitch black, like a bottomless abyss.

"Let me take a look." A staff member volunteered and came over.

"I am Professor Bai's student. I am quite knowledgeable about some historical things. Maybe I can bring you some help."

"Take a look." Shen Liang nodded and approved his action.

The entourage this time is quite sufficient, with people from all fields included.

Because this supernatural incident has great research value.

The staff member looked at the bottle and said, "This is no ordinary bottle, it's a soul bottle."

"What is a soul bottle?" Guo Fan asked from the side.

"In some ancient tombs, there would be two bottles placed next to the coffin. The bottle was used to house the soul of the deceased, so it was called a soul bottle. However, soul bottles are no longer used in modern tomb culture. In addition, This soul bottle is a modern product, and it was not fired by a famous kiln, but a product of a rural earthen kiln. Judging from the material, it has a history of at most a hundred years."

Speaking of this, the staff member was a little confused and said: "It's strange. This soul bottle doesn't look like something from a tomb, because there is no earthy smell or fishy smell. I don't know what the owner used to bake it for." of."

A hundred years ago?

Yang Jian's eyes darkened slightly as he noticed this key information.

Is it a product of the Republic of China period again?

The basement of Hongfa Temple was also built during the Republic of China, and the old house in Guanjiang Community was also built during the Republic of China. Even the bowl of egg fried rice that appeared in the ghost cupboard was actually made of porcelain from the Republic of China.

All the weird sources of information point to the same period.

"So, this bottle was used to hold ghosts before?" Zhong Shan also looked at the bottle. He was not interested in antiques, only in its origin.

"We can't rule out the possibility that the bottle cap is still here." The staff member picked up the bottle cap from the side.

Zhong Shan smiled: "No need to doubt, I never need uncertain answers when doing things. Let's just clarify this matter today while there are many people."

With that said, he walked over, picked up the soul bottle and threw it to the ground.

The soul bottle was broken and the porcelain was cracked on the ground.

A golden bottle emerged from the porcelain.

Yang Jian's eyelids jumped immediately when he saw this.

gold?

Not only him, but others were also stunned for a moment.

"The porcelain is a disguise, just to cover up this gold bottle. Since it is a bottle made of gold, there is no doubt about the result." Zhong Shan smiled softly.

In the eyes of ordinary people, gold is money, but in the eyes of ghost controllers, it is a tool to pretend to be ghosts.

Every ghost master has many gold containers in his hands.

There are boxes, bags, gold foil, and crates in various shapes. You can choose whatever is convenient for you. Even the shape of a bottle is nothing unusual.

"Is it something left by the ghost master a hundred years ago? It just happened to be among the people and was bought as an antique. Then due to the turbulence on the plane, the bottle cap fell off, so the ghost inside was released. "Yang Jian has already analyzed the whole incident in his head at this moment.

This was purely an accident.

There is no source. If there is a source, you have to ask people a hundred years ago.

"So, is all your hard work really in vain?" Guo Fan, who had a dead look on his face, seemed to look even worse: "A group of people just circled around a bottle, which has no research value at all."

The ghost in the bottle is in Yang Jian's hands. The bottle is empty, but the gold is worth some money.

But are the people here short of money?

At this time, the results of the investigation on the other side came out, and the owner of the suitcase was found.

Two special agents escorted the prisoners and brought over a stout, middle-aged man.

"Wandelu?" Yang Jian was slightly startled when he saw the middle-aged man.

He had had a few conversations with this Wan Delu in the first class cabin of the plane before. They were not considered acquaintances, but just acquaintances.

At this moment, Wan Delu, the CEO of a listed company, was like a frightened bird, trembling all over, as if he was even more panicked than if he had encountered a supernatural event.

Perhaps, he already had a vague premonition in his heart that he seemed to have caused some serious trouble.