Mysterious Recovery

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A nightmare night passed, and the sky was bright.

But what happened in the village is irreversible. Most of the people who died in the nightmare last night have committed suicide strangely. Many crying and heart-piercing shouts have gradually subsided. Those who have lost their loved ones Gradually accepted this cruel reality.

For Yang Jian, this kind of meditation is a kind of enjoyment, even if he and a ghost sit side by side in the trunk holding hands, it doesn't affect his mood.

He checked the body several times.

Rotting.

But the degree of decay is not particularly fast. If this continues, it will take at least one or two days for the corpse to decay more than half.

In other words, Yang Jian will suppress this corpse for a day or two.

During this period, he must not use the abilities of other ghosts as much as possible to prevent his own balance from failing.

So far, without the help of supernatural beings, he can use Li Gui’s abilities for a day or two, and there is no risk of recovery. So far, only one of the people Yang Jian knows can do it, that Wei Jing Maybe it can be done, but that guy seems to be half dead, his consciousness has been eroded by the ghost, and he doesn't know if Wang Xiaoming can rescue him.

"Hehe, cousin, why are you here? I went to your house just now to find you, and Aunt Jiang said that you left at night."

Suddenly, a laugh came out, but she saw a long sweet and lovely girl coming from the village. She looked very enthusiastic when she saw Yang Jian.

"Cousin." Yang Jian's face moved slightly, his eyes revealed a bit of alertness.

The person in the nightmare said that Madoka was an accident, not his arrangement.

As for what kind of accident happened, Yang Jian didn't know. That person might know, but he didn't say.

"Do you have anything to do with me?" Yang Jian said.

"Nothing, I just want to play with my cousin." Xiaoyuan said, her gaze rolled around Yang Jian, and then she looked into the open trunk.

It was a corpse covered by clothes, with a faint smell of rotten wafting over.

Yang Jian said, "I can't play with you today. You can go to Jiang Yan, so she can take you to the city to go shopping."

"Auntie Jiang, there is no time now, many people in the village went to look for her when I left."

Xiao Yuan chuckled, and while speaking, she came to the side of Yang Jian and sat directly on the open trunk, with her legs hanging in the air and shaking gently.

"What do people in the village want her for?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

"I don't know, I didn't ask...Hey, what is this? Alone? Who is sleeping here."

Suddenly, Madoka stretched out her hand to uncover a piece of clothing that was covered next to her, and a pale and gloomy corpse was sitting in the carriage with her eyes closed.

Yang Jian grabbed her wrist and his eyes became cold: "Are you curious about this corpse?"

This is preventing her from touching the ghost.

You must know that this ghost is now in a suppressed state, this state is not stable, as long as he let go and no longer suppresses, the ghost will wake up from the nightmare.

At that time, no one can predict what accidents will happen, and maybe another supernatural event will happen.

A lot of people died in this village last night. If you come back again, it is estimated that Yang Jian's hometown will become an uninhabited village. He doesn't want to see this kind of result.

"No, I just think this person is a bit familiar, as if I've seen it there before." Madoka tilted her head, with a thoughtful expression on her face.

Soon she shook her head again: "I can't remember it, it's so annoying."

"Is there something wrong with the memory?" Yang Jian thought secretly when seeing Xiao Yuan's somewhat painful look.

Yesterday her friend Lin Xiaoxi died. She only blamed herself in pain for a day. Did she experience bad things in the village last night? She doesn’t seem to know now... It may be adjusted so quickly, the only possibility is that Madoka's memory has been problematic.

She will forget some things, or she may not remember some things that impress her.

So if her relatives and friends died, she couldn't remember this matter, and naturally she wouldn't be sad.

"If you can't think of it, don't imagine it. You don't need to buy a knife anymore, and you don't need to wear a raincoat to sleep. The nightmare is over, and if nothing happens, it should not appear again." Yang Jian comforted her. road.

"Is that so?" Madoka was thinking about something again.

But she couldn't remember many things, it seemed that she had missed something more important, and it seemed that she hadn't.

Yang Jian said again: "Don't touch this corpse, stay away from this thing, it's very dangerous."

"OK then."

Sitting in the trunk, Madoka jumped down again and said with a smile: "If that cousin is fine, go fishing with me. I don't seem to have ever caught a fish."

"fishing?"

Yang Jian was startled for a moment, but he didn't expect Xiao Yuan to suddenly make such a weird request.

By the way, are you not afraid of the cold in this winter fishing?

"I'm not free right now and can't go away. If you want to fish, I can go fishing with you in a few days after I finish my work." Yang Jian said.

"No, now I don't want to fish anymore, hee hee, thank you cousin." Xiao Yu changed his mind again at this time.

Apart from this change, Yang Jian was really puzzled.

But at this time, his cell phone rang.

Looking down, it was Jiang Yan's call.

Generally speaking, Jiang Yan would not call herself. After all, Yang Jian had already said that she might be dealing with a supernatural event at any time, and she would only need to call her unless it was a particularly important matter.

It is precisely because of this that no matter whether it is the company or some of Yang Jian's assets, all of them are handed over to Jiang Yan, so the province will come to herself at every turn to avoid trouble.

"What's the matter?" Yang Jian connected the phone.

Jiang Yan said with some anxiety and grievance: "Yang Jian, where are you? I am surrounded by people in the village. I don't know what to do now. I think only you can handle this. Come back soon. Bar......"

After listening to Jiang Yan's recount, Yang Jian probably understood what was going on.

Actually it's not a big deal.

It is a question of compensation.

Yesterday, Lin Xiaoxi died. Yang Jian generously compensated Lin Xiaoxi’s family for 5 million yuan and kept things quiet. As a result, the people in the village also died in a nightmare last night. I don’t know who led the way. It was early in the morning. I went to Yang Jian's house and wanted compensation.

Yang Jian went out last night and couldn't find anyone, so he surrounded Jiang Yan and his mother Zhang Fen, wanting to ask for compensation.

Five million, enough people are jealous.

In addition, most of the family members are dead relatives and emotional, so Jiang Yan became a catharsis.

"I see. I'm sitting on the side of the car. Let them come and find me." Yang Jian's face was as usual, and he said calmly.

"Good, good." Jiang Yan replied somewhat relieved.

After Yang Jian put down the phone, he immediately contacted Zhang Hua: "Hey, Zhang Hua, it's me, Yang Jian."

"I'm here, does Team Yang have any mission?" Zhang Hua's voice soon came out.

Yang Jian said: "Jiang Yan should have contacted you before. The matter in Meishan Village is almost finished now. When will your people come over, you need to sit down for some aftermath work."

"I have asked Xiao Hu to handle it. Now their car is on the road, and it should be there in about ten minutes. Team Yang, do you need me to go there?" Zhang Hua said.

"No, let your people bring more people over, because there are more dead people, which has caused some conflicts." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Hua replied: "Okay, no problem, Team Yang, is there anything else to order?"

"No, I will contact you if I have something to do." Yang Jian stopped talking and hung up the phone.

But at this time he discovered that Madoka who was here just now didn't know when she had left, and there was no trace of her around.

Are you gone?

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

His cousin has other secrets in her body, and the bruises or corpse spots on that body are the best evidence.

It's just that he has to deal with this ghost at the moment, and he doesn't have the energy to investigate for the time being.

soon.

Many people from the village appeared nearby.

Jiang Yan was urged to take her head and walked over here. When she walked to Yang Jian, she looked very embarrassed, lowering her head, as if she had done something wrong.

"Go and sit in the car." Yang Jian motioned.

"Oh." Jiang Yan didn't hesitate much, and obediently opened the car door as instructed, and took the seat of the co-pilot.

Obviously.

The next thing has nothing to do with her, and Yang Jian will come to deal with these problems himself.

But as soon as Jiang Yan sat down, the quarrel outside appeared.

"I said Yang Jian. Yesterday a foreigner died and lost 5 million to others. Now that the people in the village are dead, why are you embarrassed not to pay a penny? You are responsible for the matter. Don’t deny it now.”

An unacquainted aunt opened her mouth unceremoniously.

"That is, your girlfriend also said that you are the person in charge of Dachang City. Now that someone is dead, do you think you are responsible for this matter?"

"We don't want you to be held accountable, it's just that you have to pay compensation if something has happened."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at these speakers.

"Is there only compensation? No other things?"

The others were stunned for a moment. They didn't seem to expect that Yang Jian's attitude would be so calm. They didn't want to refute or refuse at all.

"Yang Jian, you are also from the village. You can take care of it. You are responsible for this. You have to pay whatever you have to pay, and you can't lose one point." A middle-aged man frowned and smoked a cigarette.

As if taking all of this as a matter of course.

"Strictly speaking, I am only responsible for handling this matter, not for compensation. Yesterday’s compensation was just not to want my cousin to be entangled by others, so I handled this matter privately. You are all dead in your family today, so don’t think about it. Deal with the funeral first, but surround me for compensation first. Isn't this a bit unreasonable?"

Yang Jian's expression remained calm.

He felt that he had no feelings, and he didn't expect these people to be even colder.

The dead relatives started arguing for compensation within half a day.

It seems that those people are no longer important, but the money is even more important. This kind of rationality for measuring pros and cons is almost comparable to Wang Xiaoming.

"Yang Jian, what do you mean by these words, do you want to compensate?" Just after the words were finished, someone next to him became emotional.

People who are dead can't get compensation, but they can't accept it.

What's more, this compensation is still a huge figure.

"These are two different things." Yang Jian is still indifferent. Now that the ghost is in his body, he will not be affected by his emotions.

"I will pay you compensation if I am willing. If I don’t want to, you won’t get a penny. Don’t get things wrong, and you must have an attitude of asking for help. My family doesn’t owe you anything. I ran to my house early in the morning to make trouble. This is too much."

"First, I apologize to my mother and Jiang Yan, and then I'll talk about compensation."

Yang Jian's attitude is very tough towards this group of people.

Apologize?

These men who are arrogantly demanding compensation have never thought of apologizing at all.

"Apologize? Yang Jian, if it wasn't your cause, would so many people die? If you really want to apologize, you still have to apologize to our family. If it weren't for you, my old Liu would not die... ...Oooooooo."

The middle-aged woman cried again, then pointed at Yang Jian and cried and cursed.

It seems that everything has become Yang Jian's fault.

Jiang Yan sitting in the car was worried.

What she worries about is not how Yang Jian is, but these ignorant villagers.

It is estimated that these people can't realize at all, what kind of identity, what status, and what kind of ability does a seemingly ordinary young man sitting here has.

If it weren't for thinking about their fellow villagers, these people would never even think of saying a word with someone like Yang Jian for the rest of their lives.

So Jiang Yan was afraid that these people would offend Yang Jian.

Because Yang Jian was angry, but he really dared to kill people. It was definitely not a joke.

"Give you twenty seconds, apologize first, and then talk about the next thing." Yang Jian ignored the accusations of these people, but gave them a time limit.

This is a choice.

"Yang Jian, what do you mean? Let’s make a happy remark if you don’t pay compensation. This is happening in the village. The person in charge of you is very responsible. We can see everything last night in our eyes. If it were you If you can deal with that matter earlier, there won't be such consequences."

"Also apologize? No one is dead in your family, but one in my family is dead, so you want me to apologize to you? Bah."

"Yang, I’ll be fair. It’s not good if this is a big mess. I know you are rich and developed, but you can’t help but take care of the people in the village. , The family pays a lump sum, even if this is the case, what do you think?" the middle-aged man who smokes said again.

Yang Jian looked down at the time on the phone ~www.readwn.com~ There was a countdown on it; "There are five seconds left."

"What is your attitude, don't think that driving a good car is great, I can tell you, I won't let you off so easily if I am provoked."

While the woman was crying, she picked up a piece of the ground and turned her head and smashed it at the car next to Yang Jian, smashing a notch.

"The time is up." Yang Jian put away the phone, ignoring the behavior of these people.

"You have no compensation, no points, and I can think that you are suspected of extortion. If you don't mind, you can go to prison for a few months before talking."

He did not use some particularly tough methods, because he felt that these people were not worth the effort.

"You go to jail when you say you go to jail, who do you think you are."

Yang Jian didn't say much, but looked at the village entrance slightly.

The people sent by Zhang Hua arrived, and vehicles drove into the village. They were the case-handling personnel arranged this time.