This Chinese restaurant is exquisitely decorated, very stylish, and the environment is secluded, which is very suitable for some diners who like quiet to come here to eat.
But in such a place, there is an inconspicuous oil lamp hanging.
That is not an ordinary oil lamp, but a corpse oil lamp.
Because there is only one lamp, it is not noticed by people, and the smell of burning is also very, very faint. It is almost impossible for ordinary people to smell it when staying here. Only people like Yang Jian who have been dealing with ghosts all the year round will understand this. Very sensitive to smell.
No, it cannot be said to be sensitive, it should be said to be very familiar.
In an unreasonable place, there was a familiar smell, which Yang Jian naturally noticed immediately.
But at this moment, Yang Jian's eyes were fixed on the meals that the guests ate.
"There is no problem with the food, and there is no problem with the diners, then there is something wrong with the owner of this restaurant."
After observing for a while, Yang Jian basically confirmed the problem here.
This hotel hides some secrets that he doesn't know, and the sight of some places is distorted under the prying eyes of ghosts. Under this distortion, all the pictures are blurred and he can't see clearly. Interference, hindering the peeping of ghost eyes.
"It's spiritual interference again, but this level of interference can't stop me from spying."
Yang Jian was expressionless. This time he didn't intend to give up just like that. Instead, he opened his ghost eyes again and released the ghost domain directly, and the starting point was the fourth floor of the ghost domain.
This level of ghost domain can already ignore most of the spiritual interference.
Along with the red light covering the hotel, the place that was previously disturbed by the spirit appeared.
He saw a dark, quiet basement.
In this basement, there is a rusty and filthy iron chain, but a slightly dry dead body hangs on this iron chain. Wearing a black cloth hood, this hood covers the entire head, making it difficult to see the appearance of the dead body.
"This is a fierce ghost that has been successfully restrained." Yang Jiangui stared at the dead body for a while, and immediately judged it.
This is by no means a normal corpse, because judging from the degree of rust on the iron chains and the age of the basement, the corpse has been hanging here for at least ten years, or even longer.
Si minus 75z ho*ngwen.co*m Si. "Corpse oil dripped from the corpse's feet."
Later, Yang Jian observed that there were two black needles inserted into the soles of the left and right feet of the corpse. The black needles should be made of gold, but because they had been soaked in the corpse for a long time, they appeared Black, because black liquid drips from the two needles from time to time.
A porcelain basin was placed at the foot of the corpse to collect the black liquid.
no doubt.
These black liquids are corpse oils, and they were taken from the ghosts, impregnated with supernatural powers, and possessed some unimaginable effects.
"Obviously, the people behind this restaurant caught an unknown scary ghost more than ten years ago, chained it up and hung it in the air, and obtained corpse oil for many years, and these corpse oils have supernatural powers. characteristics, maybe it can be used to make supernatural props." Yang Jian's expression moved slightly.
"The reason why this place was converted into a restaurant is probably to cover up the smell of corpse oil, and to worry about being found by people in the supernatural circle. No, no, since it is afraid of being found, why do you want to put a corpse oil lamp here?"
He was speculating on the significance of the corpse oil lamp placed here.
Unfortunately, Yang Jian didn't have any clue.
But the next moment, Yang Jian disappeared into the restaurant.
Everyone in the store didn't notice him. It seemed that he was just a superfluous person. Although he was standing in the middle of the hall, he didn't seem to exist, whether he appeared or left.
When Yang Jian reappeared, he was in the basement of this old house.
He raised his head slightly to look at the withered corpse that was chained and hung in mid-air. Although he was a little curious and wanted to take off the hood of the corpse to see the real appearance of the corpse, he still held back.
Hood, chains.
Obviously this is to limit the arrangements made by ghosts.
Although I don't know what effect this has, but there must be a certain balance between the two. Only in this way can this ghost be confined here for more than ten years without being able to escape. Any move by Yang Jian here is possible. Release this ghost.
So at this moment YangFeeling a little disappointed, with a look of displeasure.
Because just now he and Zhang Wei went to play Doudizhu, but he lost 20 games in a row, and he dropped his mobile phone in anger.
If I had known this guy's luck was so good, I should have used foreknowledge.
A group of people chatted and set off by car with the mood of finding fault with the door.
To be honest, Xinji Tea Restaurant is not very big, it is just a small tea restaurant. Because it is famous for its egg tarts and pineapple buns, it is deeply loved by the nearby residents, and the business is also continuous on weekdays.
However, the store has been closed since this afternoon.
Because this place has been bought by several bosses at a high price.
At the moment, there were only a few men in suits sitting in the empty tea restaurant.
They were smoking cigarettes, frowning deeply, with a sad look on their faces.
"I really didn't expect that such a small matter actually attracted a remarkable person. Guiyan Yang Jian actually flew to Tai O City in person, and even invited us to dinner. This is a proper Hongmen banquet."
A man named Qian Xin said that he didn't smoke much at first, but now he smokes non-stop.
"I asked someone to investigate some information about Yang Jian, and it took me a lot of money to get to know it. If I don't check it, I don't know it. If I check it, I will be shocked. All kinds of high-level secrets, various warnings, and various taboos. Some of the top people I met were in awe of this man."
Another wealthy businessman in his early fifties suppressed his voice and said: "It involves the supernatural circle, and Yang Jian is the top figure in the supernatural circle. If you don't enter this circle, you won't understand the importance of this person."
"Let's be honest, today's meal is no longer as simple as a Hongmen banquet. Before I came, I had already made my will."
The third person next to him said: "Since you're here, let's see who that Yang Jian is. To be honest, we didn't offend him. Two people from his company lost a lot of money. If it doesn¡¯t work, you still want to take it back? If you can¡¯t afford it, don¡¯t play it, what¡¯s the point of relying on some gods and ghosts.¡±
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