Mysterious Recovery

In the ghost zone.

Room 301 in Mingyue District.

This seems to be the only room with lights on in the entire blockade area, but the lights in this room are not visible from the outside. When looking at this floor from the outside, it is still the same as other floors, without any The change.

Only after Yang Jian forcibly kicked the door open before did the light in the room shine.

But at this moment.

The door to room 301 was closed again, and the floor was restored to the way it had been blackened by thick smoke.

Yang Jian is now standing in the living room of Room 301.

There was a dim, depressing light above his head.

The living room is not big, although the old decoration style gives people a feeling of the previous era, but the place is very clean and tidy, as if it is inhabited.

Yang Jian touched the old wooden table next to him.

It was spotless and very clean.

"This kind of cleanliness is a bit abnormal, even if someone takes care of it, it can't be so clean. This kind of appearance is almost as if it has been maintained for a certain period of time. Could it be that this room is also a ghost domain?"

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

The ghost domain in the ghost domain is not impossible.

Subsequently.

His eyes fell on a few objects on the wooden table.

Several bowls and plates, the patterns on them are a bit familiar, as if I have seen them somewhere.

correct.

Yang Jian remembered that it was the plate with egg fried rice when he had a deal with the ghost cupboard.

That plate is the same pattern as this pattern. I asked Jiang Yan to investigate it before, and the information I got was that this was a porcelain from the Republic of China period, not an antique, it was just a little old.

"This kind of information is implicated again. Could it be that this house is related to the ghost cupboard?"

Yang Jian frowned.

Seeing that the mottled paint on the table top is also red, this style is indeed very similar to the style of a ghost cabinet.

If it is really involved, then the ghost cupboard, this room 301, the ghost post office, these are all connected to each other. These supernatural things seem to be connected by an invisible thread, but the potential connection is only experience. Those who have passed will pay attention.

After all, Yang Jian's experience among ghost masters can be said to be very rich.

"What's in that basket?"

Suddenly.

Yang Jian again saw an old rattan basket placed in a corner of the wooden table. This vegetable basket can be seen everywhere in the countryside, but the basket is very well preserved. The handle is smooth and shiny. It seems to be A layer of slurries developed by people using it for a long time.

But the basket was covered by a cyan floral cloth, and there seemed to be something in it.

He hesitated.

But curiosity seemed to prevail.

In the end, he stretched out his hand and opened a small corner of the floral cloth.

Is that a baby?

Do not.

No, it was a baby doll. Yang Jian could clearly see that the doll's arms had joints, not a living body.

The doll was undressed, lying naked in the basket, and with his eyes closed, it seemed to be sleeping.

However, this doll’s body is blue and purple, a bit like the ghost-infant incident experienced before, but this doll baby feels more weird than the ghost-infant he encountered at the beginning. Sleeping, but as if opening his eyes to wake up at any time.

"This is a supernatural object."

Yang Jian's heart shuddered, and he had a judgment and a guess.

The hazards of supernatural objects are actually not worse than ghosts, and even more terrifying than a supernatural event, such as a ghost painting incident.

The ghost painting itself is a supernatural object, and the ghost painting incident is formed only when it loses control.

"Don't touch it for now."

The curiosity was satisfied, Yang Jian didn't dare to continue to die, he covered the flower cloth back again, and did not try to test the use of the doll lying in the basket.

I don't want to take away and take it for myself.

Mysterious and unknown spiritual objects, once out of control, are deadly threats.

Yang Jian's attention left the table, and he looked at other places.

That is a picture hanging on the wall.

It is an oil painting.

The person in the oil painting is a beautiful man from the Republic of China, wearing a uniform, like a young warlord, but also like a nobleman, very temperamental.

"It's just an ordinary painting, nothing unusual."

Yang Jian observed for a while, and finally withdrew his gaze.

He just guessed that the person in the painting should have something to do with the owner of the room, or to miss and pay homage to an important person in the past, so he deliberately hung the oil painting of the person at home, and this can probably prove that the painting The man in should be dead.

Strictly count.

This is a portrait.

The weird puppet doll.

Oil painting portraits.

Continue to go deep into this room 301.

Yang Jian observed very carefully, so he walked very slowly and cautiously, for fear that he might touch some taboo, and then encounter some terrible attack, and finally planted here in a daze.

There are two rooms inside.

One left and one right.

It should be two bedrooms.

The doors of these two bedrooms are closed, and nothing can be seen outside.

He hesitated a little, and chose to open the door on the right.

Crunch!

The old wooden door made a sound.

The inside of the room also emits dimmed lights, it seems that the lights here have always existed, and there is no way to go out.

Yang Jian walked inside immediately, and he wanted to find out what happened.

One enters the room.

His face changed.

What did he see.

A workbench with many broken cloth heads, some weird hair, some old needles and threads, and even an unfinished doll. The look of the doll makes Yang Jian very familiar. The dead baby he gave to Li Yang before was exactly the same.

Do not.

It can't be said that they are exactly the same, but the dead dolls are all the same, with weird lines and unreasonable appearances, all of this style.

"Could it be said that the dead doll was sewn here?"

Yang Jian felt an inexplicable horror.

He always thought that the replacement dolls were supernatural objects from the laboratory, but he had previously suspected that the probability of artificial production of the death dolls was not high. The shape is a little different.

Some have long and short legs, some have crooked heads, and some have long and short hands.

He had suspected that the substitute doll might be made by a Li ghost, but he also rejected this conjecture, because how could the Li ghost sew the substitute dead doll thoughtfully.

"Who is the owner of Room 301? Does the surrogate doll really come from here?"

Looking at this simple work table, Yang Jian's expression changed, and the more he thought about it, the more anxious he wanted to know the answer.

at last.

Taking a deep breath, he can only temporarily bury this curiosity in his heart.

But Yang Jian can confirm.

There are still things hiding from him in the headquarters.

No, it should be hiding all the captains.

Continue to observe other places.

In addition to the workbench that was suspected to be sewing a replacement doll, there was also a puppet with a female figure standing next to it. The puppet had no face, but it was judged by the figure that it was a female puppet.

There is no clothes on the puppet.

But Yang Jian felt that this puppet should have a piece of clothing on it.

A dress that fits the figure of this female puppet very well, such as a cheongsam.

But the clothes are gone.

I don't know if it was taken away or lost.

Yang Jian's gaze stayed on the puppet for a little bit, and finally diverted his attention, paying attention to other places.

Later, he actually saw a **** platform in this room.

Yes.

That’s right, this was set up by people who were more superstitious before, but it was empty inside, and there was nothing to enshrine, and there were no idols placed nearby. I don’t know if idols fell on it and shattered.

Look at other places.

Yang Jian saw a small drawing board with a small red lacquered wooden stool in front of the drawing board.

Obviously this is a place for painting.

There is still a picture on the drawing board.

It was a character sketch, but the person in the painting had only half of his face. The style was suppressed and distorted. It was like drawing a ghost. It made me uncomfortable to stare at the sketch a few more times.

"It is not difficult to tell from these things that the owner of Room 301 was mostly a woman before. She likes to sew dolls, paints, and worships gods, but there is no idol. This means that worship is just a sustenance. Here The owner doesn’t believe in God’s stuff."

"But these hobbies all reveal a strange feeling that is incomprehensible."

Yang Jian thought about this, and a guess seemed to gradually form in his mind.

The owner of this room 301 is suspected to be a character from the Republic of China period.

It was the same as Qin Lao, knocking on the door before the ghost.

Is the survivor of the supernatural events of the last era.

"Assuming my guess is correct, then the purpose of this letter is to give to an old man in the Republic of China period? Then what is involved in this? Why does the ghost post office have an address repeatedly and must be a messenger? Send this letter? Is this related to some secrets in the Ghost Post Office."

Yang Jian made inferences.

However, lacking key confidence, he can guess very little.

Don't dare to touch anything in this room.

He turned and left here, but went to the door on the left to take a look.

But at this time, most of his heart is already certain, and there is currently no one in Room 301.

No wonder the ghost post office just asks itself to deliver the letter, not to the owner of Room 301.

"Yang Jian, what's the situation here? Is there any danger?" As soon as he walked out, Li Yi asked in a low voice.

He was standing in the living room with Yang Xiaohua and Liu Qingqing, not daring to move around or come in.

"I don't know, I need to take a look again. This room is very weird. Although it is not dangerous for the time being, this is exactly what I worry about the most, because many things here are not quite right. s things."

Yang Jian was not surprised by their appearance. After saying a word, he was going to investigate the room on the left.

But then he condensed his gaze, staring at the vegetable basket on the wooden table just now.

The floral cloth covering the food basket has been lifted at this moment, and the doll baby inside has disappeared.

"We didn't move anything, we've been standing here just now" Li Yi finished speaking, and immediately closed his mouth.

He was also a wise man, and immediately followed Yang Jian's gaze and looked at the basket, an inexplicable chill surged from his heart.

"What was there just now?"

"A puppet doll without clothes, a kind of twenty yuan each on the floor, but the one in the vegetable basket is only a little special." Yang Jian quickly scanned other places.

He believed that Li Yi and others did not touch the thing.

And now the patchwork has been uncovered again.

The only possibility is that the doll in the floral cloth moved by itself~www.NovelMTL.com~ Where is it? Where is the ghost? "Yang Jian is looking for,

But this room is not big, and there are no dead ends, but his eyes quickly swept around the room, but he didn't notice it.

Did it run out?

No, neither.

The door outside is closed, it is impossible for the doll to run out.

Or is the thing on someone's body?

After Yang Jian realized this, he immediately walked towards the three of them, trying to determine the situation. He must not let the ghost disappear, otherwise God knows what horrible things will happen later.

"Don't make a supernatural incident. There are so many weird things here, maybe it will cause a chain reaction."

He prayed in his heart, thinking of the female puppet, the distorted portrait, and the empty **** position.