Mysterious Recovery

Luo Yong's appearance really frightened Yang Jian.

This kind of fear is incomprehensible to others, because it involves a truth, a terrible truth. If Yang Jian keeps pursuing this clue, it will be possible to unearth the secrets of the ghost's recovery and even find a solution to the supernatural event. Methods.

In a time when everyone is ignorant and explores the supernatural, the acquisition of this kind of information may change everything at present.

However, Luo Yong didn't seem to know these things. He was still clamoring about leaving the clubhouse and returning to his hometown by car, fearing that they were liars on Wande Road and wanted to disadvantage him.

Of course, this kind of thinking is normal.

After all, the pie-dropping thing in the sky has to be self-doubt to anyone, especially the good thing that can get tens of thousands of dollars in a trip to Dajing City is unprecedented.

After Wan Delu walked over, he quickly explained the situation. Of course, it was useless to rely on lip service. He added another 50,000 yuan to stabilize Luo Yong's mood, and he still paid in public.

"Just stay for two more hours. After two hours, you can leave if you want. We will never stop you. Don't worry, we are definitely not conspiring against you. Someone wants to consult you about your old house. It will end soon and will not affect you in any way."

After some persuasion, Wandelu asked the bodyguard to send Luo Yong to the lounge to rest, and he said that he would pass after a while.

Yang Jian did not rush up to ask in a hurry. Luo Yong is just an ordinary person. He can ask about the situation at any time. If he is unwilling to cooperate, he can also ask people at the headquarters to investigate, but that will cost a little bit. Only time and effort.

It would be best if you can spend some money to solve this problem privately.

"He is so similar to the ghost who knocks on the door. There is another old house in his hometown... The old house is undoubtedly the same as the old house in Dachang City. It is suspected to be the house of the ghost master a hundred years ago. Staying, this Luo Yong is the offspring of the ghost master." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly: "So that Wang Xiaoming's speculation is correct?"

"The true identity of the knocker is the product of the resurrection of the ghost master Li Gui a hundred years ago, but if this is the case, the time is not right."

Suppose this is true, but another question arises.

The time is not right.

The knocking ghost incident happened half a year ago. The first time it appeared in the ghost story in that forum, and then using the forum as the source, the curse spread, and the knocking ghost really became active and became a code name. The A-level supernatural event of the ghost knocking on the door also became Yang Jian's nightmare.

But the knocker did not appear half a year ago, which is enough to prove that the knocker had not recovered at that time.

Before the recovery, where was this thing? Is it a living ghost master?

There are too many mysteries to be solved.

Yang Jian's current information was not enough to be able to analyze it. He shook his head slightly, and collected his messy thoughts.

"Brother Legs, Luo Yong’s business has been settled, and some things will not be too late after we finish eating. Now that the dishes are ready, we will start eating them. You have to try some of the dishes today. I promise to satisfy you." Wande Road walked back at this moment and said with a smile.

A group of people came to an elegant box table.

A table is full of various dishes, some of them are chic, smoky, there is not much, but you look like you can't afford it.

"Mr. Wan, you are here." Two or three men in suits in the box hurriedly stood up, with a few pleasing smiles.

Wan Delu smiled and said, "Brother Leg, this is the manager of my branch. He is responsible for the antique affairs this time. If you have any questions, just ask him."

"Hello, Mr. Yang, please take care of me in the future." The manager said with a smile.

Yang Jian nodded and said, "If you have something to say, let's eat first. It is estimated that you will be hungry after waiting for me. I am not so particular. You are free."

He doesn't know how to socialize, after all, he was still in the school city before, and he didn't have much contact with this aspect.

However, in line with the principle of reaching out and not hitting the smiling faces, these people, whether they are flattering, flattering, or hypocritical, as long as they don't deliberately provoke themselves, Yang Jian is generally more polite.

"Come on, come on, sit down and eat. By the way, have you brought my precious bottle of wine? Hurry up." Wandelu said enthusiastically.

"Mr. Wan, it's just right after counting the time for sobering up." The manager smiled and took out a bottle of some years old red wine.

Wandelu said with some complacency: "Brother Legs, you must be interested in this wine, the famous Baer Lafite, those on the market are fake, I'm real, and I got it from someone else."

Although this wine is not the best in the eyes of people who know wine, it can't stand its reputation.

There are a few people who are inviting guests who know wine, and what they drink is fame. As for the taste, it is estimated that you can't taste a bottle of red wine with a bottle of 100 yuan in it.

"I don't drink alcohol, just drink juice." Yang Jian smiled slightly and rejected Wandelu's kindness.

He doesn't know how to drink if he doesn't drink, nor is he afraid to drink, because he is afraid of getting drunk.

When the ghost master gets drunk, God knows if he will use the ghost's abilities indiscriminately. Although Yang Jian hasn't tried it, people like them must never lose control of the body.

"It's okay, there are juices, they are all freshly squeezed, but if you are interested in this wine leg brother, you can taste as many as you want, and you can put it wherever you don’t. Come on, pour it on the leg brother~www.readwn.com~ Wande Road signaled. Take a look at the accompanying beauty.

The beauty hurriedly acted as a waiter, poured wine and juice for Yang Jian, with a smile on her face.

This service attitude is estimated that no one can match.

Yang Jian did not enjoy the flattering and flattering atmosphere of the wine table. Instead, he had an inexplicable anxiety, which made him feel worried.

The source of anxiety still comes from Narayong.

Is it the anxiety before the truth? Or, the fear in my heart continued to dig into that period...After all, behind the truth may not bring hope, but despair, like an abyss, there is no gleam of despair.

If he knew the truth of despair in advance, Yang Jian didn't know how to face the next thing.

The glass of juice was shaking slightly.

This is not caused by fear, but an inexplicable tremor.

"He's scared..." The beauty on the side felt this subtle movement of Yang Jian, and she was inexplicably frightened.

Because she was sitting next to Yang Jian, and from the car until now, she has been observing this man, whether it is talking with Mr. Wan, or tit-for-tat the mysterious man named Chen Yi, even when she talks about supernatural events related to human life. They are all confident, even very strong.

But now, this person is scared?

Conversely, what would be the thing that even people of this level are afraid of?

This beauty can't imagine it, because it has exceeded the limit she can guess. All she can do is to play her role on the wine table as much as possible.

"This beauty, what are you thinking about? The juice has been spilled." Yang Jian suddenly glanced at her and said.

"I'm sorry, I'm very sorry." The beauty woke up and hurriedly cleaned up the table and did not dare to look up.