Mysterious resurgence

Yang Jian slept very late yesterday because too many things happened recently, and he had to think and judge many things.

This is a bit difficult for him, a high school student with little life experience, because there are some things that cannot be done according to his own personality, such as the conflict at the headquarters, Cao Yanhua's suggestions, and the judgment of the situation.

The teachers in school will not teach you these things, and this is not a school.

He doesn't know whether some choices are right or wrong. All Yang Jian can do is to always ensure his own personal interests before making any choice.

"Suffering a loss is a blessing" is a comforting saying.

Once people like Yang Jian suffer a loss, the consequences will be death or even liquidation.

This is not a child's play house, but a game of survival.

Morning.

A phone call woke up Yang Jian from his deep sleep.

It is his personal mobile phone. The last mobile phone was damaged by himself, but there are many spares. He can continue to use it with a new phone card. He can still afford it with his current financial conditions.

"Hello, is this Yang Jian?" There was a middle-aged man's voice on the other side of the phone, polite and somewhat reserved.

Yang Jian couldn't tell who the voice was. He looked at the caller ID and immediately remembered that this person was someone he met on the plane to J City.

His name is Wan Delu, the boss of Wande Group, who was involved in the supernatural incident on the plane.

"It's Mr. Wan, what's the matter?" Yang Jian asked.

Wan Delu's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Haha, Brother Legs is such a noble person who forgets things. Didn't you ask me to investigate the antique thing last time? No, I've spent a lot of money these days. I have spent a lot of energy and found a lot of people, and I finally got some results. Do you think it will be convenient for us to meet and have a meal?"

"What about the soul bottle?" Yang Jian immediately felt a little shaken, and he remembered this very important matter.

"Come to Ping'an Hotel to find me. You should know the address since you were here last time, so I won't repeat it."

"Okay, shall I go there now?" Wan Delu asked.

Yang Jian said, "Okay, I have time today, you can come over at any time, but don't make me wait too long."

"Don't worry, Brother Leg, I'll be there soon. Please wait a moment." Wan Delu said, his tone warm and very polite.

"That's it for now, let me know if you have any questions." Yang Jian said and hung up the phone.

"The ghost in the other soul bottle? It is suspected to be something left over from another old house from the Republic of China." He looked back at the golden bottle on the bedside table.

The bottle is empty.

The ghost inside ran away, and Yang Jian has not found any trace of the ghost until now.

But as the only gain, Yang Jian took away one of the hands from the ghost and spliced ​​it to his own body through the ghost shadow.

Of course, he was unwilling to see this kind of splicing. At that time, the instinct of the headless ghost took over, causing the ghost to lose control, and this loss of control caused him to lose one of his palms. To a certain extent, Yang Jian's body is getting closer and closer to the real ghost.

The only good thing is that he still has sense.

"But speaking of it, I haven't really explored the ability of this ghost hand. I only know that it can always be hidden in the ghost realm and cannot be seen by ordinary people. In addition, it seems to be able to control other people's hands. I just don't know. How can we use this ability?" Yang Jian pondered.

His use of his third ghost was not thorough enough, and his ability to dig deep was not deep enough.

After all, the driving time is short, and there is no time to try it recently.

Just like how to control the ghost eye in the first place, some abilities can only be discovered through constant attempts, and cannot be mastered immediately once you control them.

Since Wan Delu is coming, he will not go to the headquarters today to urge Cao Yanhua to pay his salary.

He got up, took a shower, and looked at his healthy complexion and strong figure in the mirror. Although there was a cold air coming from the black shadow under his feet, which was very uncomfortable, Yang Jian felt that his condition might It's the best time in life.

I just don't know how long this can last.

There should be a limit to the ability of ghosts to deceive people. Once the ghost's erosion of the body becomes serious, it will be difficult to use ghosts to deceive people and recover.

"Ding dong!"

Suddenly, the doorbell outside the room rang at this time.

"Wan Delu is here so soon? This guy is really caring."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, it must have been less than a quarter of an hour.

After getting dressed and walking out of the bathroom, when he opened the door, he found that the person who rang the doorbell was not Wan Delu, but a woman, a tall and beautiful girl wearing sunglasses who looked like a girl on a magazine cover.

Li Yao?

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed. He had had contact with this woman before, but what impressed him most was not the woman's appearance and figure, but that her memory had been altered by him using old blood-stained newspapers.

"Why are you here?" His tone was cold, even a little wary.

"Don't be nervous, people in the circle of friends will not find out about our relationship." Li Yao took off her sunglasses and said with a smile, then walked over and took Yang Jian's arm; "We haven't seen each other for several days. I am, do you miss me?"

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly. He was still a little unable to adapt to Li Yao's enthusiasm.

After all, the two people were not only strangers before, but also hostile strangers. This sudden contrast was not so easy to accept.

But this shows how terrible the influence of ghosts is on people.

"I'm busy with things recently, so I don't have time to think about you. Now that you're here, come in." Yang Jian thought for a moment, and realized that it was hard to refuse someone thousands of miles away. Otherwise, how could he continue to play with Li Yao?

Li Yao smiled and said: "I know what you have been busy with recently. You must be busy with things in the circle of friends, right? You personally killed Gao Zhiqiang at the headquarters, and you almost had a conflict with Jiang Shangbai at the conference table, and it almost turned into a conflict. It became a big war, and if the people from the headquarters weren’t suppressing it, things would have gotten out of hand.”

As soon as Yang Jian sat down, she was a little surprised when she said this: "You are really well informed. What happened yesterday is a secret among secrets. Do you know it today?"

Basically, what happens at the headquarters will not spread outside, especially this kind of bad news.

Li Yao took the initiative to put her arms around Yang Jian's neck, straddled his lap, and said in a coquettish tone: "Then you still won't praise me? Maybe I know some more important things."

"What is the more important thing?" Yang Jian stared at her without squinting.

"Kiss me and I'll tell you." Li Yao raised her face and said with a smile.

Yang Jian said, "It doesn't matter if you don't tell me, I'm not very interested."

Li Yao seemed to be afraid that Yang Jian would be angry, so she hurriedly relented: "Okay, okay, I was just joking. How could I not tell you such important news? I skipped work specially to come to you today. , I didn’t even have time to eat breakfast, so you have to treat me to a full meal later.”

When she said it later, her tone was sweet and a little numb, like a clingy little goblin.

Yang Jian was unmoved and just looked at her calmly.

Li Yao leaned into his arms and said in a low voice: "Just last night, several people in the circle of friends also held an impromptu meeting because of your matter. The content of the meeting was to discuss how to deal with you."

"Why, the people in the circle of friends still decided to get rid of me?" Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, not too surprised by the news.

"A ghost controller named Ma Tianxiong proposed such a plan, but it was rejected by several other people, especially Jiang Shangbai. He felt that you were in great danger and did not want to lift the table until it was absolutely necessary." Li Yao leaned against Yang. He whispered the news softly into his ears.

She didn't dare to speak loudly, lest she risk being eavesdropped. Although Yang Jian had removed all the eavesdropping devices here last time, who knew if they had been installed again while Yang Jian was away.

Yang Jian smiled coldly: "It's not that I don't want to lift the table, but I don't dare, because they know that I also have the ability to lift the table. If I were weaker, they probably would have done it last night."

It seems that during the ghost coffin incident, Jiang Shangbai saw his own ability, so he was shocked.