Mysterious Recovery

Around eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Jian and Li Yao drove to a high-end residential complex and stopped.

The management of the community is relatively strict, and there is no way for foreign vehicles and personnel to enter, so it took a lot of effort to explain the security before the security chose to let it go.

"It's really rare for you to be so polite to a security guard." Li Yao was a little surprised at Yang Jian's behavior. She felt that Yang Jian's driving straight in was quite reasonable.

Yang Jian replied coldly: "You are afraid that you have misunderstood me, I don't like to cause trouble."

Don't like to make trouble?

Li Yao gave a white glance and didn't seem to believe what he said.

"You wait for me downstairs, I'll get something and come back." Yang Jian said.

"Is there something you don't want me to see? Or do you hide a beauty here?" Li Yao smiled.

Yang Jiandao; "There are some things that ordinary people know less, and it is not good. Mr. Fei just confuses the boundary between ghost masters and ordinary people. That's why you have such a fate today. You should take a warning."

"Are you warning me or caring about me? I think you are caring about me. Although you don't admit it, I can be sure." Li Yao blinked.

Yang Jian did not speak, but walked directly into the corridor.

Followed the elevator to the eleventh floor of this building, and soon he came to the door of a room with house number 1101.

He didn't have the door key in his hand, but it didn't get in the way.

Yang Jian just pushed it casually, and the sturdy anti-theft door immediately fell to the ground with a slam, with no effort at all.

Walk into the room and turn on the lights.

It is very empty, there is no extra furniture, and no traces of people living in, everything looks like it has just been renovated, and the smell of a new house still remains in the air.

Yang Jian came to one of the rooms.

This should be the study room.

Stacks of folders are neatly placed on the bookshelf in the study, with labels on them, and the names of people are written on the labels. It should be the personal information of the ghost rider in the circle of friends. The information here is definitely more detailed than that collected by Li Yao .

"Um?"

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly noticed a glass box next to the bookshelf.

Inside the box is a rag doll made of old rags and black hair. This rag doll looks out of place with the environment here. It is smelly and dirty. I don’t know why the owner specially prepared a toughened one. Pack the glass box and place it in a conspicuous place.

"Unexpectedly, this is the kind of replacement doll that Shen Liang gave me last time. It can avoid the attack of ghosts. I really didn't expect that as an ordinary person, Mr. Fei would have the ability to get such a thing. , But although this thing is precious, it seems useless to him, it can only be used as a collection."

Yang Jian walked over and took this thing directly.

Although he has more resources so far, the more life-saving things are naturally the more the better.

Although there was an unexpected joy, Yang Jian did not forget what was going on, and began to look through the files of these characters.

Taking into account the issue of time, Yang Jian first chose the materials of He Tianxiong and Jiang Shangbai. In addition, Fang Shiming, who was considered the most threatening by Li Yao, was also one of the key objects of attention.

"Interesting guy, although it's a bit troublesome, it shouldn't be difficult to kill. After all, it's just driving two ghosts." Soon, Yang Jian looked at the information of He Tianxiong in his hand and showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Fei's information is indeed very valuable, recording Li Gui's information.

After reading this document, Yang Jian first picked up the document called Fang Shiming.

He is more interested in this character who can be compared with Ye Zhenwu.

As soon as the folder was opened, a photo fell to the ground.

Yang Jian squatted down and picked it up, his face instantly condensed.

The thing in the photo is a pair of rusty, like scissors dug out of the soil. The handles of these scissors are wrapped with dense black hair. These hairs are connected to the scalp with black flesh and blood that makes people feel sick.

"Ghost Scissors"

These three words are written with a pen beside the photo.

"Why do people in the circle of friends have such a ghost?" Yang Jian stared at the photo steadily.

Because he instinctively perceives that this thing seems to be nailed to the coffin, and the hatchet in the hands of the male corpse in Caesars Hotel is a kind of thing, not a modern artifact, but a weird thing left over from the Republic of China period. Things, these things have very terrifying abilities.

Yang Jian once suspected that these things were created by the power of ghosts by top ghost masters in the Republic of China.

Of course, it does not rule out the possibility that these things themselves are ghosts.

"The photos and Fang Shiming's files are put together, which means that this thing is probably in Fang Shiming's hands." Yang Jian frowned and thought: "Then what is the ability of this ghost scissors?"

Looking through the information, it was found that Fang Shiming's information was vacant.

There are only some speculations that Fei always wrote down.

"Confirmed possession of ghost scissors, suspected possession of ghost domain, extremely dangerous"

"It seems that Mr. Fei has not been able to collect this information." Yang Jian slowly closed the file, casting a shadow in his heart inexplicably.

This shadow is not from Fang Shiming, who has incomplete information, but from this picture of Ghost Scissors.

And just when Yang Jian was looking at the information.

Li Yao, who was waiting downstairs in the community, was already impatient. She complained a little. She felt that it was a very bad behavior for Yang Jian to leave such a beautiful woman here to blow the cold wind.

If it were someone else, Li Yao would have turned away and left, and would never stand here like a fool.

But who made him Yang Jian, he loved this man deeply.

But while Li Yao was waiting silly, he suddenly saw a lot of residents appearing downstairs in the community, and the security guards of the community were rushing over here. These people seemed to be walking towards one place, no After a while, there was a circle of people in a place in front of Kung Fu.

"Um?"

Li Yao said softly and leaned forward with curiosity to watch the excitement.

As soon as he passed by, he saw a female occupant covering her mouth and turning her head away, then bending over near the green belt and vomiting it out.

It seemed that what I was looking at was disgusting and unacceptable.

As soon as Li Yao walked over, he saw a young security guard taking out his mobile phone with trembling palms, as if reporting the crime, his face was a little panicked, and a bit of fear was spreading.

The people watching were very silent, without saying a word, the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

When Li Yao looked for a vacancy, his face instantly changed.

It was a huge oil painting. I don’t know who abandoned it by the side of the road. However, what makes people feel permeated is that half of the human body is exposed outside the oil painting. The body is in a kneeling posture, which is already stiff. The whitish hands firmly grasped the position of the picture frame, and the legs were even more bloody, and there were holes left by scratching everywhere. One of the holes was alive and the thigh was torn apart, and the white inside could even be seen. bone.

These wounds seemed to be left behind by the corpse frantically struggling before his death.

But this is not the most important thing, the most weird thing is that the head of this corpse is missing.

The neck fits tightly with the oil painting, leaving no gap, as if the whole head is stuck in the oil painting, but there is nothing behind the thin layer of oil painting, just an old wooden board.

"This, this is a supernatural event related to the painting. Could it be a ghost painting?" Li Yao's head buzzed, feeling chills all over, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"What a joke~www.NovelMTL.com~Ghost painting appeared in the city."

Li Yao's beautiful face was extremely ugly at this moment, and her body couldn't help receding when she was frightened, subconsciously wanting to stay away from this terrible oil painting.

But other people watching did not realize the horror behind this weird thing. Although this kind of scene is very scary, there are still a lot of bold people watching, some of them even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, of course. There were also cowardly and hurriedly pulling friends away.

Just when Li Yao planned to turn around and escape after retreating.

But in her eyes, she saw that the corpse lying in front of the painting suddenly moved, and then it seemed to come alive and began to slowly stand up.

moment.

Li Yao's fear has risen to the extreme. As an assistant of the Ping An Building, she has learned about spiritual events, not those ignorant and fearless residents.

"what!"

Screams sounded from her mouth, and she shouted hoarsely; "Yang Jian~!"