Mysterious Recovery

The next day, early morning.

Yang Jian, who returned to Guanjiang Community in Dachang City, woke up after only a few hours of sleep.

When he was lying on the bed, he suddenly opened his eyes when he woke up.

The restlessness of Ghost Eye's recovery has been silent after a day of suppression, which means that the problem of Li Ghost's recovery has been brought under control, provided that he can no longer use Li Ghost's abilities indiscriminately.

However, if you want to continue investigating the Ghost Post Office, it is obviously impossible to be unable to use Li Gui's abilities.

With a somewhat complicated mood.

Yang Jian got up and went to the bathroom.

But when he was looking in the mirror in the bathroom, he saw that his eyes were still scarlet, with a faint red light.

His sight is normal.

But to outsiders, Yang Jian's eyes are obviously abnormal.

How could ordinary people's eyes be scarlet and shiny.

"It seems that the erosion of ghost eyes on itself is irreversible. Even if you use the deceitful ghost in Huang Ziya's hand to restore your body, you can't recover it. The deceitful ability cannot affect the place that is corroded by the spirit." Yang Jian touched. Eye.

The finger touched the eyeball but did not bring the kind of excitement as imagined.

But cold and numb, it seems that the eyes are not their own, and there is no sensation.

If this continues, his eyes will be completely eroded away, turning into a pair of ghost eyes.

In this way, his ghost eyes have to be in a state of always open, even if they are closed, there is no way to block them.

After all, the eyelids of a living person cannot block the sight of ghost eyes.

And that step.

It is estimated that it is the limit of recovery.

"Should we solve our own situation first, or hold on to this tone and continue to investigate the ghost post office?"

Yang Jian was bathed in hot water, and the peculiar smell on his body was washed away, but in his mind he was planning the next thing.

"The music box is still in my hands. If you are in serious trouble, you can open the music box and force another life. Of course, I can also do nothing, interrupt the investigation of the ghost post office, and then stay in Dachang City without chaos. In some cases, my state can still be maintained for a long time."

He closed his eyes slightly.

There are three paths before him now.

One is to continue to look for ways to restrain the resuscitation of ghosts.

The second is to investigate the ghost post office.

The third is how long Gou can live in Dachang City.

But the third way is definitely unworkable. Yang Jian still has the trade curse of the ghost cupboard. He needs to go to the old wooden house within 90 days and open one of the doors.

Therefore, he could not stop.

"In other words, I can only choose the first and second options." Yang Jian's thinking is very clear, and the influence of ghosts on him is very small.

It's just that feelings are missing, but reason is always there.

"It's difficult to find a way to restrain the ghost eye's recovery. Almost all ghost wielders have been facing this problem. Before I went to the headquarters to find Wang Xiaoming and achieved some results, it is estimated that he can't solve the ghost eye's recovery. "

"After all, now we need the curse of the music box to withstand the ghost eye recovery. This is indeed too difficult."

Yang Jian thought secretly in his heart: "Maybe...There are some secrets in the ghost post office that can restrain the resuscitation of ghosts. The knocker is a person who has lived from the Republic of China to the modern age, and if it is really impossible, I can still go and sit. Get on that supernatural bus, and if it goes well, I can complete the transaction with the ghost cupboard, and once the transaction is completed, I can make my own request."

"The situation is not as serious as imagined."

Thought of this.

He was relieved a lot, at least now he can still live well, much better than before.

"Boom!"

Suddenly.

At this time someone was knocking on the door outside the bathroom: "Mr. Yang, are you inside?"

Outside.

Zhang Liqin asked a little hesitantly and nervously. She heard the movement upstairs, so she hurried over to take a look.

The security level of the community is very high.

She didn't worry about a thief coming in, only worried about a supernatural incident in the house, so she would immediately run out to call for help.

"It's me, I'm taking a shower." Yang Jian's voice came.

Zhang Liqin breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and seemed to be all right.

"Mr. Yang, do you want me to go in and wipe your back?"

Suddenly, she smiled slightly, and said with some temptation.

"No, you just came here. Go to my room and wait for me. I have a new file to create. You can record it for me."

Yang Jian again ordered that he followed the rules and wrote down what happened, and this time the Fushouyuan matter and the ghost post office matter were very important.

"OK then."

Zhang Liqin replied, and then left with peace of mind.

After the shower.

After asking Zhang Liqin to record the new file information, Yang Jian took her to drive to the company.

"Where is Jiang Yan? I haven't seen you for three days, so people are gone?"

On the way, Yang Jian started to remember something suddenly and asked about the situation.

"She’s in the company. When she got off work yesterday, the company didn’t know what was going on. There were more than a dozen more investments, and the amount was staggering. There were also some well-known large companies abroad. Because things were sudden, Jiang Yan chose to work overtime. Just stayed at the company." Zhang Liqin said softly, sitting in the co-pilot.

She wore a long dress with knitting needles today, which looked mature and charming. Her arrogant figure was enough to attract the attention of any pedestrian on the road.

However, Zhang Liqin's eyes kept moving around Yang Jian, as if he wanted to be admired by him.

However, Yang Jian just said to himself: "Last night? I probably understand what's going on."

Yesterday evening was when he and Ye Zhen were fighting.

Calculating the time, these so-called sudden investments must have appeared after he won.

But these are the icing on the cake, and Yang Jian doesn't care too much.

After all, he has no shortage of money in his hands.

"Help me contact Li Yang, Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, some of them in my mobile phone, let them come to my office, by the way, count Zhang Han." Yang Jian took out his mobile phone and handed it over.

"Good, good."

Zhang Liqin stroked her hair next to her ear, took the phone, and nodded.

Came to Shangtong Building.

"Good Mr. Yang."

"Mr. Yang."

Employees entering and leaving the company greeted Yang Jian constantly.

The popularity of Dachang City has recovered a lot, and it is here that bears the brunt. Now there are a lot of office staff in Shangtong Building, and various departments are running fast.

Zhang Liqin followed closely, and in the envy and jealous eyes of many young female employees, she walked to the exclusive elevator leading to the top floor with Yang Jian.

Although on the surface she is Yang Jian's secretary.

But everyone knows that the relationship between her and Yang is extraordinary.

"Mr. Yang, they said they would come in about half an hour." In the elevator, Zhang Liqin reported what had happened just now.

Yang Jian nodded.

"By the way, Mr. Yang, there is one more thing." Suddenly, Zhang Liqin said hesitantly.

"What's up?"

Zhang Liqin looked at Yang Jian with a strange look in her eyes, as if with a bit of resentment: "A woman came to Shangtong Mansion the day before yesterday to look for you. It is the person you mentioned last time, named Chen Shumei, and Zhang Hua is in charge of receiving it. Currently living in an apartment in the building."

Chen Shumei?

Yang Jian's eyes narrowed.

She is Xiong Wenwen's mother.

"She wants to see me?" Yang Jian asked.

"She has made appointments for you several times, and she will wait for you in the office almost every day. Zhang Hua said that she involved some important things and asked me to take care of them. So I didn't dare to be careless, so I acquiesced in her behavior. Now this time Point, she should be in your office."

Zhang Liqin said.

"If this is the case, then see you, some things really need to be dealt with as soon as possible." Yang Jian said.

As the elevator opened, he came to the office.

At this moment.

On the sofa in the office sat a mature and intellectual woman. Although her expression was haggard, she was still beautiful and gentle. She was a natural beauty.

Only nearly 30 years old, this natural beauty bred into a **** and charming.

"Auntie Chen, I haven't seen you for a while, welcome to Dachang City as a guest." Yang Jian said hello formulaically with a blank expression on his face.

"Yang, Team Yang?"

Chen Shumei was startled for a moment, then when she saw Yang Jian, her beautiful eyes lit up, and she raised her slender waist and stood up with excitement.

Zhang Liqin on the side looked envious.

This woman revealed a sense of beauty with every frown and smile, elegant and charming, without seeming kitsch at all.

This is something revealed in the bones, it is innate, even if it is a plastic surgery, Meitu can't reach a height.

Even a person like Yang Jian admits that Xiong Wenwen's mother is indeed a big beauty.

At least the most beautiful woman he has seen so far. Of course, Huang Ziya doesn't count that P figure monster.

"Captain Yang, last time you came to my house, I didn't entertain you properly. I'm very sorry, but I disturbed you today." Chen Shumei apologized to Yang Jian in shame.

Yang Jian said: "It's okay, I didn't care about this little thing at all. I am still used to living in Dachang City?"

"Um."

Chen Shumei nodded: "The environment here is very good. The Lao Yang team has bothered, and I would like to thank Miss Zhang for taking care of it these days."

Zhang Liqin smiled softly: "I only follow President Yang’s instructions. I should do it. To be honest, I am worried that I will not take care of it well these days. After all, Miss Chen is an important guest of President Yang. Don't dare to neglect."

"Sit down first."

Yang Jian gestured, and then sat on the opposite sofa.

"Team Yang, this is what happened. I used the contact information you left to contact Minister Cao. He told me that you have a way to save Wenwen. Is this true?"

As soon as Chen Shumei sat down, she immediately asked with a bit of urgency.

Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "Xiong Wenwen's matter is a bit special, even a bit complicated, and it is not clear in a few words. This involves a spiritual event."

"I don't understand those confidential things. I just want to know if Wenwen is still saved? Minister Cao said Wenwen is not dead. Now in your hands with Team Yang, I want to see Wenwen and see how he is now. , Team Yang, please let me see Wenwen."

She begged Yang Jian, even begged.

Yang Jian sighed softly: "Cao Yanhua is amazing, let you come to me and throw the problem on me."

"Xiong Wenwen is indeed in my hands, but now that he looks like this, it's useless for you to see him. Forget it, I won't hide it. It is indeed time to deal with this matter today, and it is not very good if it has been delayed for a long time. , Come with me."

He stood up and walked towards a cubicle in the office.

There is a door in the compartment, a bit like the door of a bank vault, it is very thick.

This door does not have a key. It uses a mechanical code, because the electronic code may fail, and the mechanical code is more reliable.

After spending time to open the door, there is a small room inside.

This is a temporary safe house.

If there is an emergency, a dozen people can be sheltered in this safe house.

The room seemed a bit empty at the moment.

"Wenwen." Suddenly, Chen Shumei saw a child about ten years old standing motionless in a dark place in a corner.

Although she could not see clearly, she felt that it was her son Xiong Wenwen.

However, when she walked in with excitement and joy to prepare for a hug, Yang Jian turned on the light in the room.

The appearance of the child standing in the dimness was immediately revealed.

It's not human at all.

But a paper man exactly like Xiong Wenwen.

The paper people are lifelike, and they seem to be indistinguishable from ordinary people, except for their skin color.

"what!"

Chen Shumei was startled, she subconsciously stepped back and bumped into Yang Jian.

Yang Jian gave her a blank expression and walked over and said, "This is a very special paper man, a product of a supernatural, made in the manner of Xiong Wenwen, but this matter has nothing to do with me, it involves the headquarters. It’s inconvenient for me to talk about some of the specific arrangements."

He picked up a gold box from the shelf on the side.

After opening it is a black and white photo.

In the photo, Xiong Wenwen looked horrified, as if he was experiencing something terrible when he was taking the photo.

"Give you."

Yang Jian handed the photo to Chen Shumei: "This is your son Xiong Wenwen."

After Chen Shumei took it subconsciously, she took a look: "This, this is just a photo of Wenwen."

"It's the picture, but Xiong Wenwen is in this picture right now." Yang Jian told a terrible truth.

"what?"

Chen Shumei was stunned for a moment, then realized something, her face turned pale, her whole body was dizzy and she seemed to be unable to accept such a huge blow, and almost fainted.

"Miss Chen." Zhang Liqin hurriedly helped her sit down.

Regardless of whether Chen Shumei accepts it or not, Yang Jian continued: "The last time Li Jun recruited Xiong Wenwen to participate in the ghost painting incident, Xiong Wenwen used a weird camera in the mission. The camera was used for ghosts, but there was a malfunction. Possibly, Xiong Wenwen was locked in the photo because of the malfunction of that supernatural object, and it became what it is now."

"Later, the headquarters suggested that this weird picture of Xiong Wenwen be given to me because they thought I had a way to bring Xiong Wenwen back to life again."

"But there is a certain risk in resurrecting the dead. I didn't act immediately. Not only did I need to observe for a while, but I also needed to ask for your opinion."

"After all, you are Xiong Wenwen's mother. I think it is necessary for you to agree. Now that Aunt Chen has come to Dachang City, I think you should have an idea about Xiong Wenwen."

"Mr. Yang, now I'm asking if this is not so good, Miss Chen seems to be unable to bear such a big blow," Zhang Liqin felt Chen Shumei trembling all over.

I don't know if it is fear or grief, or despair.

"She is not as fragile as you think." Yang Jian said calmly: "Don't underestimate the strength of a mother. You have never given birth to a child. It's incomprehensible."

He could see it.

What Chen Shumei really fears is not the spirit itself, but the loss of Xiong Wenwen.

"Yang, Team Yang, me, what should I do? You help me, okay, save Wenwen, no matter what, as long as there is a glimmer of hope, I like Wenwen to survive. The last thing was me. Wrong, I shouldn't have let Wenwen leave with Li Jun, otherwise things won't change like this."

She cried again, begged, and blamed herself.

The mood is very complicated and it seems extremely painful.

Zhang Liqin couldn't help but comforted: "Ms. Chen, don't worry, you will get better. Don't be too sad. It's all about Mr. Yang. He will take care of things. You have to trust Mr. Yang... ."

While comforting ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Zhang Liqin wondered why she felt so lucky.

As an ordinary person who was victimized in the spiritual event, she would have died long ago if it weren't for Yang Jian, and she still died in fear and torment.

Even if she didn't die at the time and survived by chance, she would collapse and go crazy afterwards.

Because there is no hope, there is no sense of security around.

Only after being with Yang Jian, Zhang Liqin can gradually overcome those terrifying shadows and slowly return to normal.

"Brother Legs, are you there? We're here, where are you?" At the moment.

Feng Quan's voice resounded in the office outside.

At the same time, Li Yang, Tong Qian, Huang Ziya, and Zhang Han also came.

"I'm here."

Yang Jian went out to receive the teammates who had just arrived.