Mysterious Recovery

　　 "Will that ghost come?"

　　 Yang Jian stayed at home for a whole night and had not slept. His eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the direction of the door very tired.

　　 The door is not closed.

　　 Because he wanted to see the ghost appear for the first time.

　　 But things are not as perfect as I thought.

　　 "You can't stay here to watch this ghost appear. If that ghost has left here and doesn't plan to come back, I'm just wasting time, and time is precious to me now."

　　 Yang Jian rubbed his bloodshot eyes to let himself sober and relax.

　　 The spirit is tense all night, it must be crazy to go on like this.

　　 "If you can't find this ghost in a short time, then you have to make two-handed plans." Yang Jian got up from the sofa, took a shower, packed his things and prepared to go out.

　　The two-handed plan is to find a way to survive if you can survive.

　　Second...If you really are dying, then it is necessary to earn a sum of money to support your parents in the future.

　　 Carrying a schoolbag, Yang Jian walked out of this somewhat old residential building.

　　 looked up at some hot sunlight outside, he felt a little dizzy.

　　 "But ghosts don't seem to be afraid of the sun." Yang Jian touched the back of his hand, and didn't feel any abnormal reaction in that eye.

　　In other words, even in the daytime, ghosts may appear.

　　 In folklore, ghosts only appear at night. Now it seems that this statement has been overturned.

　　 It can only be said that the light during the day can give people a certain sense of security and make people less fearful.

　　 "Boss, do you recycle your phone?"

　　 Yang Jian came to a small shop on the side of the street that repaired mobile phones.

　　 The mobile phone shop owner glanced at it and said, "Big Brother doesn't accept it, only smartphones that have been released in the past two years."

　　 Yang Jian sat down and said, "The mobile phone in my hand is not for sale, but these are what I want to sell."

　　He took out the mobile phones that Zhang Wei, Wang Shanshan, Zhao Lei and others didn't want from his schoolbag.

　　 "So many? Where did you steal it?" The boss was shocked, and looked at Yang Jian with some suspicion when he looked at the smart phones of various models.

　　 "My friends don't want it. Give it to me. Besides, can you steal such a new mobile phone? Boss, please estimate the price, if appropriate, I will sell it to you." Yang Jian said.

　　 The boss took a look and found that they are indeed good products. The mobile phones are very new. The market price is two to three thousand, and the expensive one is seven to eight thousand.

　　 "Your station is worthless, I can only give you three hundred."

　　 "This one is not bad, I received one thousand, this one thousand three..." The boss evaluated the price.

　　 At this time, one of the mobile phones on the counter rang suddenly.

　　 Yang Jian glanced at it, and it said: Dad.

　　God knows which classmate's father this is.

　　 "The owner is calling." The boss said with a smile: "I'll be in trouble if I find it. I can only collect five hundred for this phone."

　　 After speaking, I plan to turn off the phone.

　　 Yang Jian picked up and took the passage; "It wasn't from the owner, but the father of a friend."

"Hey."

　　 A middle-aged man's voice came over the phone: "Is it Yang Jian?"

　　 "It's me, who are you?" Yang Jian said.

　　 "Sure enough, Shanshan's cell phone is on you. I am Wang Shanshan's father Wang Bin. I want to find you for something. Is it convenient for you? I want to meet you." Wang Bin said.

　　 "It's Uncle Wang, I have something a little bit busy these past two days, it's not very convenient." Yang Jian said.

　　 Wang Bin said: "It won't delay you a lot of time, where are you? I'll drive to pick you up."

　　 "Uncle Wang, just tell me if you have something to do. I really have something wrong with me. I can't leave for a while." Yang Jian said.

　　 Wang Bin was silent for a while and said, "It's about my daughter Shanshan. Do you know what happened to Shanshan at school that day?"

　　 "Didn't Wang Shanshan tell you about the haunted school?" Yang Jian said.

　　 School haunted?

　　 On the other side of the phone, Wang Bin was taken aback.

　　 Is there such a ridiculous thing these years?

　　 "The school is haunted? Do you high school students still believe this?" He asked with some doubts.

　　 "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it." Yang Jian said: "What happened to Wang Shanshan? Did you hit a ghost again?"

　　 Wang Bin said: "It may just be that she is a little nervous, timid, and frightened. She always feels that something is looking for her, follow her... and Shanshan said you can help her."

　　 "Something is following her?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he thought for a while: "Is it a baby?"

　　 baby?

　　Wang Bin thought of the palm prints in the bathroom, isn't it just the baby's palm prints?

　　 "Do you think my house is haunted?"

Wang Bin said: "I'm asking you very seriously. Please don't perfuse me with haunting things. Shanshan's situation is very bad. You know something and I hope you can tell the truth. Of course, in return, I will also I won't owe you anything."

　　 He is a successful person, how can he believe the nonsense in the haunting.

　　 Yang Jian started to ponder.

　　From Wang Bin's tone and attitude on the phone, we can tell that Wang Shanshan did encounter a ghost.

　　 is probably the ghost baby who escaped from school.

　　 It just doesn't make sense.

　　 Although the ghost infant is not as terrifying as the old man knocking on the door, Wang Shanshan is just an ordinary person.

　　 Ghost killing will not discuss with you.

　　 "Hey, can you hear me?" Wang Bin asked when Yang Jian did not speak on the phone.

Yang Jian came back to his senses and said: "I can solve Wang Shanshan's matter, but it is a very troublesome matter. Last time you saved your daughter for free, you almost couldn't get out of school alive, but this time I don't plan to talk about favors. I won't help for free, so Uncle Wang...make a price, how much do you plan to give to solve this problem for you?"

Wang Bin froze for a while, but quickly reacted, and immediately said: "If Shanshan can return to normal, I can privately give you 20,000 yuan in benefits. Of course, if you can't help my daughter, you I can't get any money."

　　 I didn't expect that a society like Yang Jian, a student of this kind, knew how to collect money to do things.

　　 Immediately, his tone became much different.

"Twenty thousand? I thought you would say two hundred. Twenty thousand is too little. This is very dangerous. It's not as simple as you think. If I don't show up, not just Wang Shanshan, maybe your family will die. Killing with gadgets is unsympathetic." Yang Jian said.

　　 If he wants to deal with the ghost infant, he must use the power of the ghost.

　　 And this will speed up Li Gui's recovery time.

　　 In other words, this is helping with fate.

　　 It is a candle to sacrifice oneself and illuminate others.

　　 It is necessary for Yang Jian to earn a labor fee. Besides, Wang Shanshan's family is relatively rich, but she is rather poor.

　　 "Five thousand, how about it?" Wang Bin replied.

"It seems that Uncle Wang still understands the market situation of this kind of thing too well. It takes at least US$5 million to solve a similar incident abroad. However, I am very fair. For the sake of my classmates, it is 500,000 US dollars. "Yang Jian said seriously.

　　 "Damn, half a million, you are crazy about money, and you still have the face to say that it is for the sake of classmates." Wang Bin has a better temper and can't help but go sour when he hears the price.

Yang Jian didn't get angry and smiled: "Uncle Wang, you don't need to be angry. Although your family's 500,000 yuan is a bit painful, it's not that you can't get it out. After all, your house is worth at least 4 million yuan. Okay, let’s stop talking on the phone. Uncle Wang, please reply to your letter after you think it through. It’s better to hurry up."

"Because it's not that Wang Shanshan is dead~www.wuxiaspot.com~ it's me who is dead. I won't live long, and my mother has to support it. It is not easy to earn your money in exchange for life. If it is too late, then If you want to find someone to help, it is not something that can be solved by spending a little money. In addition, don't make this call in the future. Call me on another mobile phone, and the mobile phone call will be free of money."

　　 After speaking, he told Wang Bin of Zhou Zheng's satellite positioning mobile phone number, and then hung up.

　　 "Friend, if you add up these phones, I will pay 5,000 yuan." The boss said at this time.

　　 Five thousand?

　　 Yang Jian put down the phone and frowned, "So few? Boss, are you kidding me."

　　 "These phones of yours are not worth money. For example, the latest fruit phone is a fake." The boss said: "If you don't believe me, I will show it to you."

　　 I really took the phone apart after speaking, and it turned out to be a fake.

fake?

　　 Let this profiteer shit.

　　Will Zhang Wei's phone be real or fake? Does he not know?

　　 Yang Jian's face sank: "Boss, you didn't secretly drop the phone while I was calling, right?"

　　 "My honest business, how can I do this kind of thing? Your mobile phone is obviously fake. If you don't want to sell it, you can take it back. I won't accept this other mobile phone."

　　 The boss looked indifferent, his attitude changed drastically, and he waved away Yang Jian.

Yang Jian stood up and grabbed his shirt. His bloodshot eyes glowed with a faint red glow and said with a strange indifference: "Do you, the profiteer, want to die? Just say if you want to die, I will fulfill you. It's a lie to me."

　　 The boss looked at Yang Jian's eyes and was startled.

　　 Is this the look people should have?

　　 Indifferent, without a trace of emotion, a kind of appalling weirdness.