Mysterious Recovery

Because of the appearance of this group of people, Yang Jian was delayed for a while, and it was almost ten o'clock when he returned to the village.

He didn't dare to care about the weird corpse in the body bag in his hand. He found other body bags and gold boxes in the car to store these corpses separately.

Two heads, a pair of dead heads, half headless, five-legged body.

What disturbed him most was that one of the human heads actually looked like his dead father, and this corpse was suspected to be his father's corpse.

"Troublesome things happened one after another. I didn’t know anything before, but now that I know some inside stories, I realize that I have been so deeply entangled with spiritual events. When I was a child, I bought a suspicious one near the village. Li Gui's body has been kept in the dark for so many years."

Yang Jian secretly said in his heart that he prepared to go to the old house after putting the corpse away.

"Where did you go early in the morning? I didn't see you when I woke up just now." Jiang Yan, who was sitting in the lobby and playing on her mobile phone, stood up hurriedly, pouting her lips slightly, and she was full of resentment. Look like.

"Where is my mother?" Yang Jian asked directly.

Jiang Yan said, "It seems that something has happened in the village before. Auntie and some groups of your family ran to watch the excitement. I don't want to see the excitement, but I want to wait here for you to come back."

"Did you dream last night?" Yang Jian asked again.

dream?

Jiang Yan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, I didn't have a dream. I took care of you most of the night. It was late when I fell asleep, and then I slept until nine o'clock without dreaming."

"It's fine if you don't have a dream." Yang Jian nodded.

"What's the matter? Suddenly started to care about me, hehe, did you feel touched by me last night? I took care of you very seriously. When I woke up before, I was worried that you were sick, but you are special. , Definitely won't get sick."

Jiang Yan chuckled, and walked over on her own initiative, holding Yang Jian's arm, acting like a little birdie.

"This village is not normal." Yang Jian looked at her calmly.

Jiang Yan froze for a moment, and then her neck shrank, feeling a bit chilly. She hid from Yang Jian and whispered, "Isn't it haunted?"

"I don't know, you have to check it. If you are afraid, go back to Dachang City alone. There is no need to accompany me here." Yang Jian said.

Since Jiang Yan hadn't dreamed, she didn't enter that dream state and was chased by ghosts, so she can be sure that she is clean and can leave.

"I won't leave. I'll be where you are." Jiang Yan said; "I am your girlfriend. How can I leave you alone and sneak away? This time is the most witness of our love. Good moment."

With that, she raised her neck slightly and looked at Yang Jian very firmly.

I don't know where she has such courage.

"Do you think it's safer to stay by my side?" Yang Jian said.

"No, absolutely nothing like that."

Jiang Yan vetoed it, but when she saw Yang Jian's calm and unspeakable eyes, she was a little vain. "I admit that there is a little bit, just a little bit. After all, I feel safe by your side, and it has always been like this."

"It seems that you are quite honest. Follow me to the village to see what happened just now." Yang Jian said.

"Ah? But I haven't put on makeup yet?" Jiang Yan looked flattered.

Yang Jian said, "When I saw you for the first time, you didn't even take a bath for several days. You were trapped in the toilet. I guess you didn't drink less toilet water. Are you so particular about it now? Go away."

"Don't mention my dark history." Jiang Yan said.

Although I haven't been to the village for a long time, but what happened in this small village will soon be known to the whole village. Just turning around at will, Yang Jian found a group of people in the village gathered in a clearing in the village. , Seems to be discussing something.

"What happened in the village just now? I just turned around, don't know, can you tell me?" Yang Jian walked over and asked someone he didn't know.

"Isn't this Yang Jian? I haven't seen you in a few years. I've grown up so old. You look like your dad carved out of a mold. It would be great if your dad didn't leave. Alas, he died in a car accident at a young age. , This is a pity."

This was an elder who didn't know him. Although he couldn't name him, this slightly older man could clearly recognize Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's face was calm and did not answer.

The middle-aged man said again, "There was indeed a major incident this morning. I am not very clear about the specifics. You are related to your family. It seems that it is the child named Xiaoyuan in your family who murdered. The method was very cruel. The heads have been cut off, and now the report is reported, and it is estimated that someone will come to arrest people later."

"Xiaoyuan? Isn't it the cousin you met in Yangzhen before?" Jiang Yan was a little surprised, and reminded in a low voice.

Yang Jian frowned, "Just go and see."

The middle-aged man said again: "Yang Jian, this girl is your girlfriend, who is it? If you get married in the future, remember to invite me to a wedding drink."

"Hehe, definitely, definitely." Jiang Yan smiled and replied politely.

Yang Jian didn't pay any attention. His footsteps were very fast, and soon he arrived in front of a three-story bungalow in the village.

This is the cousin's home.

But at this moment, the not-so-large yard is full of people. There are relatives of his family, some older generations who don’t know, and the parents of cousins ​​and even their children are here to join in the fun. It seems that many people simply I don't know the seriousness of the matter, it's just to join in the fun.

"Go inside and see."

Yang Jian squeezed past, passed the crowd, and was going to see the situation in the house.

"Hey, what are you going to do inside? You can't go in." A man in his fifties hurriedly called to Yang Jian.

"This is not your home, do I have to get your permission to go in?" Yang Jian glanced lightly, not at all polite.

The man immediately said, "Zhang Fen, take care of your Yang Jian, how he talks, is this a place where a kid can mess around? Don't look at any occasions, still mess around here."

Zhang Fen also felt that Yang Jian shouldn't be fooling around at this time. He just wanted to ask Yang Jian to come back, but Yang Jian had already walked into this room, and couldn't stop him at all, as if he did his own way.

"What's wrong with the young people nowadays, aren't you afraid of making things worse? If you destroy the scene in this way, you have to bear the responsibility." The popular man couldn't speak, thinking that Yang Jian, the younger generation, had no respect at all. Own, take what I said as fart.

Not only is it simple to maintain order, he also feels that Yang Jian has embarrassed himself.

It's just that Yang Jian doesn't think there is anything wrong, he always does things like this.

Not only him, but Jiang Yan on the side didn’t think there was anything wrong with this behavior. She knew very well that Yang Jian, as the person in charge of Dachang City, was in charge of a city, and the surrounding towns and villages were also within his responsibility. .

As long as Yang Jian is willing, he can enter and leave any place within this range through formal channels.

This is responsibility and power.

"On the third floor." Yang Jian looked up slightly, and he could probably tell where he was from the smell of blood in the room.

"Then I won't go up, I won't disturb your work." Jiang Yan said.

Yang Jian said, "Okay, you stay here."

After speaking, he immediately walked upstairs.

The more you go up, the heavier the smell of blood, and there are residual blood stains on the nearby walls. I think someone smeared them randomly after they were covered with blood.

soon.

Yang Jian came to a room on the third floor.

The room was tightly locked, but there were heavy blood stains remaining on the ground.

Yang Jian reached out and pulled the door handle, and the locked door opened.

He saw a **** corpse lying on the bed in the room. It didn’t take long. It should have been dead last night. The corpse’s neck was **** and bloody, and his head was rolling on the side. He also held a blood-stained knife in his hand.

"It's her" Yang Jian's face sank.

The person who died was the girl who was with her cousin Xiaoyuan yesterday, who seemed to be Lin Xiaoxi.

In addition, it can be seen from the state of death that she should have committed suicide.

I chopped off my head, because I didn't have enough strength, so I kept chopping it, so that my neck became bloody.

"Did she not survive the nightmare last night?"

Yang Jian secretly said in his heart; "She was dragged away by a ghost in her dream. She should be horrible. It is most likely that she was killed by a ghost in the dream. Then the reality of herself was affected. She attacked her cousin Madoka. It was sleeping in the same room with this girl, and then she was suspected of being a murderer."

"This is not an ordinary incident. It involves a supernatural incident. It is a ghost killing people."

Thinking of this, he fell silent.

An introverted girl who was fine yesterday has become a **** corpse today. In front of Li Gui, people are indeed too fragile.

Even I almost fell.

If it weren't for the accident, I guess it would be difficult for me to wake up now.

"But the strange thing is, the cousin is still alive, did she successfully kill the ghost again? Then she escaped from the nightmare." Yang Jian hesitated again soon.

Because he thinks things are not that simple.

No matter how reckless a person is, he kills when he sees a person in his dream, it is impossible to succeed every time.

So there must be some problems with the surviving Madoka.

After understanding what happened here~www.readwn.com~ Yang Jian didn't stop, he went downstairs instead.

A corpse is nothing worth remembering.

But when he returned downstairs, he saw that there was noisy outside again, and there was a lot of noise.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian didn't like this kind of quarrel very much.

Jiang Yan said, "It seems that the victim's family is here, and I am a little excited now, and then started fighting, and other people are fighting, eh, it's probably the same thing, how about upstairs, is it okay?"

She was almost nervous, and glanced at the stairs.

"It's okay, it's just a person who died. It was the girl who was with her cousin yesterday. She died a bit miserable." Yang Jian calmly said.

"Is it that girl? It's a pity, she's young." Jiang Yan sighed and said very regretfully.

Yang Jian added another sentence, "But the murderer is herself, and has nothing to do with her cousin."