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The nightmarish night passed, and it was dawn.
But what happened in the village is irreversible. Most of the people who died in the nightmare last night have committed suicide at this moment. Many crying and heart-piercing shouts have gradually subsided. Those who lost their loved ones Gradually accepted this cruel reality.
For Yang Jian, this kind of quiet sitting is a kind of enjoyment, even if he is sitting side by side with a ghost in the trunk, it doesn't affect his mood.
He checked the corpse several times.
is rotting.
But the degree of decay is not particularly fast. If it continues like this, it will take at least a day or two for the body to decay more than half.
In other words, Yang Jian will suppress the corpse for a day or two.
During this period, he must try not to 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 the power of a ghost for a day or two, and there is no risk of recovery. So far, Yang Jian is the only one who 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 I don't know if Wang Xiaoming can save him.
"Hee hee, cousin, why are you here? I went to your house to look for you just now, and Aunt Jiang said that you went out at night and left."
Suddenly, a laugh sounded, but saw a long sweet and lovely girl coming from the village, she was very enthusiastic when she saw Yang Jian.
"Cousin." Yang Jian's face moved slightly, and there was a bit of vigilance in his eyes.
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 anything.
"What do you want from me?" Yang Jian said.
"It's nothing, I just want to play with my cousin." Xiaoyuan said, her eyes circled around Yang Jian, and then looked into the open trunk.
It was a corpse covered by clothes, and a faint and rotten smell wafted over.
Yang Jian said: "I can't play with you today, you can go to Jiang Yan, and let her take you shopping in the city."
"Aunt Jiang, I'm not free now. When I left, many people in the village went to her,"
Xiaoyuan laughed and said, and came to Yang Jian's side while speaking, and sat directly on the opened trunk, with a pair of legs dangling in mid-air and shaking slightly.
"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? A person? Who is sleeping here."
Suddenly, Xiaoyuan reached out and lifted a piece of clothing that was covered next to it, and a pale and cold dead body was sitting in the carriage with its eyes closed.
Yang Jian grabbed her wrist, his gaze turned cold: "Are you curious about this corpse?"
This is to prevent her from touching the ghost.
You must know that this ghost is currently in a state of suppression, which is not stable. As long as he lets go and stops suppressing, the ghost will wake up from the nightmare.
No one can predict what kind of accident will happen at that time, maybe another supernatural event will happen.
Many people died in this village last night. If it happens again, it is estimated that Yang Jian's hometown will become an uninhabited village. He does not want to see this kind of result.
"No, I just think this person looks familiar, as if I've seen him there before." Xiaoyuan tilted her head with a thoughtful look on her face.
Immediately she shook her head again: "I can't remember, it's so annoying."
"Is there something wrong with the memory?" Seeing Xiaoyuan's painful look, Yang Jian thought to himself.
Yesterday her friend Lin Xiaoxi died, and she just blamed herself for a day of pain. She didn't seem to know what happened in the village last night No matter how big-minded or forgetful this person is, The only possibility that the adjustment is so fast is that Madoka's memory has always been problematic.
She will forget some things, or she can't remember some things that impressed her deeply.
Therefore, when relatives and friends die, she can't remember this matter, so naturally she won't be sad.
"If you can't think of it, don't think about it. In the future, you don't need to buy a knife anymore, and you don't need to sleep in a raincoat. That nightmare is over. If nothing happens, it shouldn't happen again.I know you are rich and well-off, but you can't help but take care of the people in the village, or you can pay a sum of money according to yesterday's compensation, and let it go, what do you think? "The smoking middle-aged man said again.
Yang Jian looked down at the time on the phone, there was a countdown on it; "There are still five seconds."
"What kind of attitude do you have? Don't think that driving a good car is a big deal. Let me tell you, I won't let you go so easily if you get annoyed with me."
While the woman was crying, she picked up a piece on the ground and threw it at the car next to Yang Jian, making a dent.
"It's time." Yang Jian put away his cell phone, ignoring the actions of these people.
"You have no compensation, not even a penny. In addition, I can think that you are suspected of extortion. If you don't mind, go to jail for a few months before we talk about it."
He didn't use some particularly tough methods, because he didn't think these people were worth the trouble.
"If you say you're going to jail, you're going to jail. Who do you think you are?"
Yang Jian didn't say much, but looked slightly towards the entrance of the village.
The people sent by Zhang Hua arrived, and vehicles drove into the village one after another. They were the investigators who had been arranged this time. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com