Mysterious Recovery

　　 didn't find anything special after going around the village.

　　 Everything is calm.

　　 But this calm made Yang Jian feel a little uneasy.

　　 After all, the information shows that there is indeed a supernatural event here. It is absolutely impossible for any company to use a false message to let Yang Jian and the group of people from the Xiaoqiang club come over.

　　Simple deception has no meaning, it will only bring endless trouble to myself.

　　 "There must be something unusual here, maybe it's just that I didn't find it. It's better to find someone to ask." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

　　 He came to the back of the village without knowing it.

　　 At this moment, an old man in his early sixties is taking care of his vegetable garden.

　　 Yang Jian walked over and said hello: "Master, are you growing vegetables?"

　　 The old man glanced back and continued to work on his own affairs.

"Master, I'm a visitor from the city, and I want to ask you how this village seems to have no people, and there are still funerals at the entrance of the village...Did something happen?" Yang Jian asked road.

　　 "Go!"

　　 The old man replied with an unfriendly attitude.

　　 "......"

　　 Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he was not angry. He continued to ask, "Master, do you know how the man at the entrance of the village died? It's a pity that he died like this because of his young age and good looks."

　　 "Go!"

　　 The old man speaks clearly, and one roll is calm and powerful, as if he has been tempered.

　　 "Master, can't you just talk about it, don't you just say this word?" Yang Jian asked.

　　 "You little **** kids, get out of here, haven't you seen your uncle very busy?"

　　 The old man looked at Yang Jian with his eyes slanted, his attitude was not only unfriendly, it was horrible.

　　 Yang Jian thought for a while, and drew a hundred yuan from his pocket: "How about one hundred yuan for three questions?"

When the old man saw the one hundred yuan, he was stunned for a moment, then he moved vigorously to drop the seedlings in his hand, and ran to Yang Jian at once, took away the one hundred yuan very quickly, and then smiled: "Which kid is really promising. Just ask what you want. There is nothing in Huanggang Village that I don't know."

　　 The power of money is really strong.

　　 Yang Jian sighed in his heart and asked: "Master, this Huanggang Village has always been so deserted, but has it been like this recently?"

　　 "It has always been like this. The young people in the village have gone to buy houses in the city to live. The village is also a bit lively for the New Year and the New Year. Usually, we old people stay in the village." The old man said.

　　 "Has anything strange happened in Huanggang Village recently?" Yang Jian asked again.

　　 "Nothing strange." The old man shook his head.

　　 Yang Jian said: "Which family of people died in the mourning hall at the entrance of the village?"

　　 "I don't know." The old man said; "There is no such person in the village, maybe it is a relative of some family."

do not know?

　　 Yang Jian was stunned. There was a person dead in this village who was doing a funeral. The old man didn't even know him.

　　 This is obviously unreasonable.

　　According to the normal folk customs, which family died must be spread everywhere.

　　 "In fact, what I want to ask is, is it possible for you Huanggang Village to be...haunted recently?" Yang Jian finally asked straightforwardly.

　　 Haunted?

Uncle 　　 was obviously taken aback, it seemed a little weird, but then he rubbed his fingers again, with a strong hint.

　　 "......"

　　 I almost forgot. This is already the fourth question. I didn't expect this uncle to be so real.

　　 Yang Jian took another hundred yuan to him.

The uncle said, "Every year, people in the village say that they are haunted. After decades of haunting, they haven’t seen any farts. Looking at you, you look like someone who has read a book. Why? Young people like to hear ghost stories. NS?"

　　 "That's not the case, just ask casually." Yang Jian said casually.

　　 He was a little disappointed.

　　 I didn't feel anything useful.

　　Is there really a supernatural incident in this Huanggang Village?

　　 "By the way, uncle, do you have any place to borrow here? I want to stay here for a few days." Yang Jian asked.

　　 "There is a room in my house that is vacant, one hundred yuan a night, can't live it?" the old man said, and he started a business with Yang Jian.

that's it.

　　 He temporarily rented out, no, he should have rented out the old man’s house.

　　 This old man is Liu Genrong, one of the left-behind elders in this village.

　　 I heard him say that his two sons live in Dachang City and only come back when something goes wrong at home. As for his wife, he died last year.

　　 "For three days, I only plan to stay here for three days. If nothing happens within three days, I will return to Dachang City to find that Sun Lihong to settle the account."

　　 "Even if there is really a supernatural event here, but if the ghost is really hidden deep and doesn't plan to show up, I don't have the time to look for it slowly, after all, I don't have this time to spend it all the time."

　　 With this thought, Yang Jian fell asleep in the room of the old man Liu Genrong's house.

　　 The restlessness of Li Gui's recovery made him not sleep well.

　　 has been in the pain of being tortured, his whole body is paralyzed as usual, and he feels that something in his body is constantly taking over his body.

　　 This feeling is very strange, I can't tell.

　　 But while Yang Jian was sleeping.

　　 A weak, feeble cough suddenly sounded from downstairs.

　　 "Ahem, ahem."

　　 The voice seemed to appear at the gate of Liu Genrong.

　　 This sound made Yang Jian who was paralyzed on the boat suddenly open his eyes.

　　 "This is... that voice during the day?"

　　 "Wait, something is wrong, someone is upstairs."

　　 Then Yang Jian's face changed suddenly, and he heard a heavy footstep ringing from the top of the stairs.

　　 He lives on the second floor of Liu Genrong's house, and Liu Genrong lives next door.

　　 In other words, there is no one on the first floor.

　　 Also, the lights were blinding outside, and the door was locked. It was impossible for anyone to walk in.

　　 "No, it's so unlucky. When is it bad, it must be at this time." A cold sweat broke out on Yang Jian's forehead.

　　 He is now paralyzed and cannot move.

　　 "Step on, step on~!"

　　 The heavy footsteps echoed from the corridor.

　　 From far to near.

　　 And it can be clearly judged by the sound that a person is walking up the stairs to the second floor.

　　 One step at a time, no more steps, no less steps.

　　 seems to be slower.

　　 Yang Jian tried to look in the direction of the door. His head could not move, but his eyes could move a little in front of him.

　　 But... can't see clearly.

　　 There was no light outside the window, and he couldn't see the direction of the door at all.

　　 suddenly.

　　 The heavy footsteps in the stairwell stopped.

　　 That thing came to the second floor.

At this moment, Yang Jian didn’t care how this thing got in or where it came from. He only cared about whether the thing at the door came to him at this moment... or to Liu Genrong~www. .readwn.com~Of course, it may be found randomly.

　　 But the structure of the house in the country is simple. The two doors on the second floor are opposite.

If 　　 is really random, Yang Jian has a half chance of not being selected.

　　 "Wait, that thing doesn't seem to come in."

　　 suddenly.

　　 He heard footsteps outside the door again.

　　 As if there was a person hovering at the door in the darkness, footsteps echoed back and forth.

　　 "Ahem, ahem."

　　 is like a dying person, as if dying of illness at any time.

　　 The things outside did not want to leave.

　　 Yang Jian in the room stared at the direction of the door, the string in his heart tense, for fear that something would come in.

　　 At the moment he is in this state, even if he wants to escape, he can't escape, so he can only pray in his heart.

　　 "Should not come in anymore."

　　 After a while, I heard the footsteps outside the door and didn't mean to come in, I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

　　 Just say, I can't be so unlucky.

　　 But when he thinks of the knocker's way of killing people in the school, he can't relax.

　　 What if the thing at the door kills without opening the door to come in?

"No, it's absolutely impossible. If the person outside the door is really a ghost, and has the ability to knock on the door, then there can be no one in this village who will survive. They will be dead long ago." Yang Jian retorted his own heart. That worry.

　　 But at this time.

　　 The footsteps at the door suddenly stopped.

　　 "Crunchy..."

　　 There was a sound of the door opening in the darkness.

　　 Yang Jian's heart shrank instantly.

　　 Is the ghost wandering at the door about to come in?