Mysterious Recovery

"Wang Shanshan, I'm back. It looks like the demolition team won't be back today. Call me if you need anything."

Uncle Zhang sat in front of the small temple for a while, and when he saw that nothing was wrong, he walked back home with a cane.

His home is also in Guanjiang District, an old villa.

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Although it is a villa, the layout inside is very simple, it doesn't look like a rich person at all, and there are even signs of water seepage in some places.

Moreover, there are three generations of grandparents and grandchildren living in this house, a total of five people.

"Dad, you won't block the demolition again today, will you? Can you stop tossing at your age? Besides, this community is old and dilapidated. It's a good thing to demolish and rebuild. I really don't know why you old people are against it. Don’t others want to occupy your house? After it’s built, you can come back and continue to live in it, and the new community will be more comfortable to live in.”

A middle-aged man in his fifties hurried forward and helped Uncle Zhang.

"All the houses here were built by your grandfather. How long can I not know? I have no objection to the demolition and reconstruction. If one day it collapses, what should I do? But those demolition teams don't know Who invited them here, they don't know what places can be demolished and which places cannot be demolished, there are many taboos in this community, I don't think there will be trouble."

Uncle Zhang put on the spectrum of the older generation and trained his son.

"Zhang Wenwen, you are still young and haven't experienced many things. I can tell you that there are three places in this community that are absolutely untouchable. If I die one day, you have to guard me."

Zhang Wenwen was silent for a while, not knowing how to answer.

When he was young, his family was indeed very rich, and his father had many friends and younger brothers, and he was very prestigious in Dachang City, but it became worse every year, until now it has become like this.

Uncle Zhang just let it go: "Your father has a big heart, how could he be as fussy as his grandson."

But at this moment, his phone rang.

"Awei, where are they? Seven red coffins were dug up on the construction site today. Do you know about this? It won't be haunted again, do you want to come over and deal with it?"

"What a waste." Uncle Zhang hung up the phone immediately, and then stood up unsteadily.

Zhang Wenwen hurriedly supported him: "Dad, don't go, I'll ask Zhang Tao to come and see the situation for you."

"Do you want my grandson to die? Stop eating, help me up quickly, go to the basement, and call your wife, Xiao Lu, to tell her not to go to work and come back quickly." Uncle Zhang walked towards the basement with a cane go.

"What are you going to do in the basement? There's a pile of sundries there, but there's nothing there? It's dark and damp, and there are rats. I won't go." Zhang Tao shook his head hastily.

Uncle Zhang's face darkened, and he immediately glanced back.

Those eyes were sharp, but revealed a bit of murderous intent, which made people feel trembling and inexplicably cold.

"Zhang Tao, don't talk back to your grandfather, or I will beat you up." Zhang Wenwen scolded.

Zhang Tao shrank his neck, not daring to have any objections, and then said cautiously: "I'll call Liu Xin over, and let's go to the basement together."

"Hurry up." Uncle Zhang shouted.

not for a while.

Uncle Zhang came to the basement with his son, grandson, and grandson-in-law.

The light in the basement is dim, the air is cloudy, and there are all kinds of old objects piled up. There are many old-fashioned computers, a lot of expired comics, CDs, and some unused barbecue grills. You can even dig out several boxes. Finished expired Coke.

"Move that pile of things away." Uncle Zhang pointed to the front and said.

"Zhang Tao, come and help." Zhang Wenwen greeted his son and moved away a pile of debris together.

After the things were removed, Uncle Zhang walked over. He pressed on the wall, and a hidden compartment appeared, inside which was a special mechanical combination lock.

Even in the past many years, the mechanical combination lock is still as bright as before, revealing a golden yellow metallic luster.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Wenwen couldn't help being stunned for a moment: "There is a secret door in the basement, Dad, why didn't I know?"

"Little boy, there are many things you don't know. This is the No. 2 safe house built by your grandfather back then. It cannot be opened unless it is absolutely necessary. Now the demolition team outside has dug out the ghost coffin that Wang Shanshan buried. , if I don’t make a move, I’m afraid that the entire community will die.” Uncle Zhang snorted.

With a burst of manipulation, the hidden door opened.

Inside is a passage, and the lights are on, very bright.

Zhang Tao and his wife Liu Xin were stunned, and looked at each other in disbelief.

Unexpectedly, there is such a big secret hidden in the basement of the house.

"All come in."

Uncle Zhang wobbled in with his cane.

Several people followed behind, looking curiously at the so-called No. 2 safe house.

"This safe house is not simple." Zhang Wenwen reached out and touched the metal wall on the passage.

Along the way, seven or eight meters away, I couldn't feel a single gap on the wall. Although there was a little dust on it, the metal exposed after the dust was wiped off was shiny, without the slightest sign of oxidation or corrosion.

I don't know how much this kind of craftsmanship and materials will cost.

After walking through the passage, there is a large room, but at this moment, Zhang Wenwen, Zhang Tao and the others opened their eyes wide, and were shocked by the scene in front of them, because in the corner of this room there are piles of golden bricks. .

Yes, that’s right, it’s really a gold brick. Each gold brick is engraved with some numbers, such as 999, 9, 1000G, etc., and it’s still shining brightly after many years. The real thing, not the dick.

"Gold? So much."

Zhang Tao rushed over in an instant, wanting to grab a few pieces, but found that the gold was too heavy. He could only hold one piece in one hand, and looked at the others excitedly, saying, "Honey, look at the gold, we're getting rich."

Liu Xin was stunned at the moment, still in shock.

Zhang Wenwen couldn't help but stepped forward, picked up a few pieces, and was stunned for a while: "Dad, here, why is there so much gold here?"

"Shame."

Uncle Zhang snorted: "I don't know anything, just a few pieces of gold are so excited. Didn't you always wonder why the family was rich before, but why they became poor later? Now you understand, all the money in the family was replaced by me. The gold is here."

"Grandpa, are you kidding me? Was your family so rich before? Can you buy so much gold?" Zhang Tao swallowed, his eyes turning red.

These piles of gold are taller than his entire body, which can no longer be counted in grams but in tons.

"Our family's gold is not for us, who is it for?" Zhang Tao's fiery heart suddenly cooled down a lot.

Uncle Zhang said: "You will understand in the future, don't look at it, gold is the most useless thing here, I thought it took a lot of space to move it outside."

With that said, he continued to walk forward.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay upon hearing this.

Do you think gold takes up space?

But looking at the location of the gold, there is indeed such a meaning, it is piled up in the corner casually, and it is not even willing to occupy the aisle.

Continuing to move forward, several people began to go deep into the safe house.

At this time, Zhang Wenwen, Zhang Tao, and Liu Xin discovered that the underground safe house was very large, and there were several special rooms. These rooms were sealed and could not be opened, nor could they clearly see what was inside.

It wasn't until Uncle Zhang took action that he opened a room that had been dusty for a long time.

In the room, the moment the lights came on, there was golden light everywhere.

"Wait, Dad, the rooms here aren't all made of gold, are they?"

Zhang Wenwen only realized it at this time. He walked all the way and found that the wall was also golden yellow, but it was covered with a layer of dust, so he didn't think about it.

He didn't have such a guess until he saw the walls of this glittering room.

Zhang Wenwen stomped his feet.

My own father bought gold, but he actually used gold to build a safe house. Even if he had money, he couldn’t afford to spend it like this. No wonder my family was so rich when I was a child, but when I grew up, I was so poor that I died.

Zhang Tao and his wife were shocked again at this moment.

All the way I walked, I was actually stepping on a road paved with gold.

When several people followed Uncle Zhang into the golden room, they found that there was nothing in it, only a table.

There was a wooden shelf on the table, and a scarlet and weird ax was placed on the shelf, and a lamp was placed beside the axe.

It was an oil lamp.

The oil lamp is also made of gold, in the shape of a lotus flower, filled with blackened and smelly lamp oil.

In addition, there are two golden pistols next to them, and several boxes of ammunition are neatly placed beside the pistols.

"It turns out that grandpa didn't brag. When he was young, he was really a man with two golden guns." Zhang Tao's eyes were immediately attracted by the two golden pistols.

Uncle Zhang looked at the ax with nostalgic eyes, and his previous memories resurfaced again.

"I'm not too old to move." He stretched out his wrinkled palm and picked up the scarlet axe.

"Wenwen, take that oil lamp, be careful

, don't spill the lamp oil inside, there isn't much left of that thing. "

He can no longer hold the oil lamp in one hand and the ax in the other as before, so he can only let his son do it for him.

"Dad, what are these?" Zhang Wenwen carefully picked up the

the golden oil lamp asked then.

at the same time.

Reporter He Feng and his wife Zhou Mei finally came to the gate of Guanjiang Community.

"No way, this community is being demolished and rebuilt? This is difficult. Most of the people in the community must have moved out. It may be very difficult to obtain some important information."

He Feng was a little dumbfounded when he saw the community that had been reduced to a construction site.

"Okay." He Feng nodded.

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"The red coffin?" He Feng suddenly became interested.

He asked the workers, and after confirming the approximate location, he immediately rushed towards the location of the red coffin.

not for a while.

He Feng and Zhou Mei found the place where the incident happened.

At the moment, Liu Yan, the construction site manager, is leading a team to deal with the seven red coffins.

"Who opened this coffin? Who is in charge of this area? Don't you know that if something happens, you have to report it? If these coffins are cultural relics, if you destroy them, you will all go to jail."

Liu Yan was a little annoyed when he saw the opened coffin, pointing to the fault of those workers.

The subordinate immediately picked up the mobile phone and prepared to call Wang Jian.

However, after the call was made, a strange thing happened. The mobile phone of supervisor Wang Jian rang in the red coffin.

Everyone was stunned at the moment, including Liu Yan.

"Well, what's going on here, Wang Jian's mobile phone is actually in that red coffin?" Someone was very surprised.

However, the ringtone of the mobile phone is still echoing constantly, and through identification, it is even possible to find out exactly which coffin it came from.

"Was that coffin opened by Wang Jian, and the phone was accidentally dropped in it?" Liu Yan asked.

"It seems that only one coffin was opened, but there is no top in that coffin. It is an empty coffin, and that coffin does not seem to be moved." Someone replied.

"This is too evil, why don't we bury these coffins back, one more thing is worse than one less thing." Some people suggested.

Immediately, two workers volunteered, walked into the pit, and then came to the coffin where the cell phone was ringing, ready to open it and take the cell phone away.

He Feng and Zhou Mei were among the crowd, and they immediately picked up their mobile phones to take pictures of this scene.

Their instincts as journalists let them feel that this might be an important news.

But at this moment, the ringing of the phone stopped suddenly.

The face of the person who called just now changed suddenly, and the hand holding the phone couldn't help but tremble.

Because the call was actually dialed, and the call status was displayed at this moment.

He was startled and hung up the phone hastily.

At this moment, he became a little uneasy.

What the **** was in the coffin that connected the phone?

However, the two workers were already trying to open the lid of the coffin.

The red coffin lid was very thick, but after a lot of hard work, the coffin that had been dusty for an unknown number of years was slowly opened.

"Quick, shoot inside the coffin." He Feng said hastily.

"There seems to be something wrong with my mobile phone, you can take pictures yourself."

Zhou Mei's mobile phone at the side didn't know what was going on at the moment, the screen flickered suddenly, and there was no way to take pictures normally.

"No, there is something wrong with my mobile phone." He Feng found that his mobile phone screen was also flickering at this moment, as if he had received some kind of interference.

"boom!"

Accompanied by a heavy landing sound, the lid of the coffin was opened, and at the same time, a cold breath quickly spread towards the surroundings.

However, the scene in the coffin stunned everyone.

The coffin was very clean, without the slightest sign of water seepage. Inside lay a pale skinned, perfectly preserved female corpse. This female corpse did not show any signs of decay. It looked very glamorous, with thick black long hair.

What's even more strange is that the mobile phone that Wang Jian lost before was actually held by this female corpse at this moment.

The female corpses in the coffin did not look like dead people, but rather like living people who had just fallen asleep.

The reporter He Feng on the side was also dumbfounded.

Such a scene is beyond everyone's understanding.

Because no matter how good the anti-corrosion technology is, it is impossible to do this scene.

"Unless the person in the coffin is not a human being." Zhou Mei muttered to herself at the moment, remembering the book she had read before.

An inexplicable fear welled up in her heart, causing her to subconsciously take a few steps back, and at the same time, she had an urge to escape from here.

He Feng also noticed that something was wrong with his wife, and he also vaguely guessed that the corpse in the coffin was abnormal, so he also swallowed, and stepped back cautiously.

"Wow~!"

Suddenly.

A worker who opened the coffin suddenly felt a nausea, bent over and vomited.

But what makes people feel creepy is that what the worker spit out was not acid water, but a lot of black hair.

Another worker suddenly showed a frightened expression. There seemed to be countless thin threads wriggling under his skin. At the same time, his eyes also turned black. Then his whole body suddenly convulsed and fell to the ground. Everyone who saw A lot of black hair also protruded from his ears, nose, and mouth.

"ah."

The two workers were screaming in pain. After struggling a little, they were completely silent and died on the spot.

"Run, the person in the coffin is not a living person, but a ghost." He Feng couldn't bear it anymore, he shouted in horror.

this moment.

After sixty years, ordinary people's fear of ghosts reappeared.

all of a sudden.

All the surrounding people scattered in a rush, and ran towards the surroundings as if fleeing for their lives, trying to stay as far away from these coffins as possible.

He Feng was no exception, he dragged his wife Zhou Mei to escape early, for fear of being targeted by the things in the coffin.

He couldn't understand the scene just now.

Why disappearing mobile phones are in coffins.

Why has the female corpse not rotted for decades.

Why is there a ridiculous amount of black hair coming out of the mouth of a worker who is close and how did those two workers die suddenly?

have no idea.

do not know anything.

Some only have fear of the unknown.

"This doesn't seem to be the way out of the community." Panting, Zhou Mei realized that she seemed to be running in the wrong direction.

"I can't care that much anymore, don't stop." He Feng felt a chill behind his back now, but he didn't dare to stop, for fear that he would follow in the footsteps of those two workers.

Just when the two were running.

An old man in his eighties, with a cane and a red axe, was leading a middle-aged man in his fifties towards this side.

"Looking at their cowardly behavior, you can tell that they have encountered a ghost. After all, they came a step too late. Those dog demolition teams really opened the coffin."

Uncle Zhang stopped involuntarily, then looked at the distance and muttered to himself: "There is no fog, it looks like it's not Feng Quan, but don't be Li Yang, if that guy recovers, I'm afraid it will be another one." The door-knocking ghost is outrageously fierce, it's better to be that guy Xiong Wenwen, I'm best at beating children."

"Son, just light the oil lamp."

Zhang Wenwen nodded, and immediately lit the golden oil lamp.

The oil lamp burned, and a strange smell spread out. At the same time, the candlelight of the oil lamp was particularly strange. It was clearly broad daylight, but a circle of dim light could not be covered, covering the vicinity like a circle of light.

"Hey, what kind of lamp oil is this, so smelly?" Zhang Wenwen couldn't help covering his nose.

"No way." Zhang Wenwen trembled all over, and almost lost the lamp in fright.

"Master, go back quickly, don't go forward, there is danger on the construction site ahead." He Feng shouted loudly, trying to stop the two people from going to the construction site.

However, when he and his wife Zhou Mei approached, Uncle Zhang rolled his eyes, raised the red axe, and slashed at their backs.

He Feng and Zhou Mei were taken aback, thinking that the old man picked up the ax to chop themselves, but they found that the ax fell on the ground behind them.

"You two unlucky children are being targeted by ghosts. Fortunately, your grandpa Wei saved you. Otherwise, you wouldn't survive today. Kneel down and kowtow to me, as a thank you for saving my life."

Uncle Zhang slowly retracted the axe.

But he saw several black broken hairs left on the ground behind the two of them.

The hair was very long, one head grew on the two people as if it had taken root, and the other disappeared immediately after being cut off.

And what is incomprehensible is that this long black hair can only be fully revealed under the dim light of the oil lamp, and once it leaves the range of the oil lamp, it becomes invisible.

He Feng also saw the long black hair on himself and his wife, and couldn't help shivering at this moment.

This is too wicked.

When did you become infected?

totally unaware

road.

Uncle Zhang warned, and then continued to walk forward with an ax in his hand, and said to himself as he walked: "The black hair should be ghost hair. It seems that Huang Ziya has recovered this time. It is not difficult to deal with. It’s just a matter of hitting with an ax~www.readwn.com~Dad, is it really haunted? How about we go back.” At this moment, Zhang Wenwen couldn’t help but panic while holding the oil lamp.

What happened in just one hour has completely overturned his cognition, making him feel that his life has been spent in vain.

"Go back? Where are you going? If you don't deal with that thing, everyone in the whole community will die. In a few days, the corpses of Dachang City can circle around here three times. As the second-in-command of Dachang City, your father has never died I have retreated before the battle, and now I am old, how can I not be safe at the end of the day?"

"Go, don't be cowardly, trust your dad, this thing can solve it." Uncle Zhang held the ax, a little high-spirited, as if he had returned to that time.

He Feng and Zhou Mei were stunned in place at the moment.

There are ghosts in this world, so there are people who deal with ghosts.

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"It's true, everything is true, this is the truth that was buried sixty years ago." At this moment, he completely believed it.

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