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- After Yang Jian left the dream world, he thought for a while and didn't go back to the ghost post office or Dachang City, but rushed towards a special place in his memory.
Because that place is not only related to Chen Qiaoyang, but also related to Zhang Xianguang.
These ghost masters of the previous generation are all connected to the same place, Yang Jian felt that he had to investigate.
soon.
Yang Jian came to Zhongjiang City, which is not far from Dahan City. This city is not very eye-catching. It is a very ordinary city. It is so ordinary that it is not mentioned even in the files of the headquarters, because there is no person in charge of this city. There were no supernatural events, which were subconsciously ignored by many people.
However, there is a traditional Chinese medicine shop on a street in the old town of Zhongjiang City. Many elderly residents have childhood memories.
It seems that if this street lacks this Chinese medicine store, everything will become meaningless.
At this moment.
At the entrance of the street, a young man with a pale face, a cold temperament, and sharp eyes stood there abruptly. His appearance seemed out of place with the surroundings, but he did not attract the attention of the nearby passing residents, and was subconsciously ignored.
"This is the place, a traditional Chinese medicine shop, but it can cure the disease of supernatural recovery. The ghost driver on the fifth floor of the former ghost post office is also involved in this place." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he looked along the street.
The old streets are incompatible with the modern high-rise buildings nearby, and the bluestone bricks that have been smoothed by the years have witnessed the development of the city.
The old Chinese medicine shop is located in the best position in the middle of this street.
Everything is old, but the signboard of the Chinese medicine shop is new, as if it was just changed not long ago.
"This place seems to be demolished soon." Yang Jian looked around.
A lot of the nearby old city has been demolished. According to this progress, within five years, the last piece of the old city will also be demolished. At that time, this street will disappear along with the urban changes. All the truth and Stories will be buried.
This is the power of the years, the trend of the times, and there is no way to stop it.
Yang Jian's arrival was a bit late, but not too late. The Chinese medicine shop is still there after all, and it hasn't disappeared.
Stepping on the cool bluestone slabs, he walked into this old street.
Although this old street has been decorated and renovated many times, everyone can see that the life of this old street has come to an end, and now it is just blooming its last brilliance.
On both sides of the street are mostly traditional old-fashioned snack bars, and there are some milk tea shops that seem out of place.
There are not many pedestrians on the road, and most of the people who pass by occasionally are some old people living nearby.
These old people have lived here since they were young, and even when they are free, they will come to this street for a stroll.
Although few people in traditional Chinese medicine shops will patronize the business, they will take a look when they pass by occasionally.
It's just that the traditional Chinese medicine shop is cold, dark, and there is no light. It only relies on the light of the day to enter. It is now afternoon and there is not enough sunlight, so the traditional Chinese medicine shop feels extraordinarily gloomy. Even children playing nearby will subconsciously avoid it. Open here, don't want to step in.
Someone like Yang Jian who has dealt with ghosts all year round can tell at a glance that this Chinese medicine shop has a ghostly aura.
Ordinary people don't know, they just think this pharmacy is dark and cold.
In fact, this is a supernatural influence.
Yang Jian stood at the door of the traditional Chinese medicine shop and looked inside. An invisible force blocked him, making him unable to see everything inside clearly, only some outlines.
"Don't you want to be scouted? But I'm not used to this place."
Yang Jian's eyes turned cold, and the ghost eyes opened without any scruples.
Instantly.
The dim Chinese medicine shop was immediately illuminated by a beam of light, and all the darkness was swept away. At the same time, several oil lamps and candles in the medicine shop were lit in unison, but the dancing flames on them were not ordinary flames. But pale green will-o'-the-wisps.
"Young man, take it easy, don't burn down my pharmacy."
At this time, a voice sounded, but behind the pharmacy, an old man with the appearance of an old Chinese doctor came out slowly with a cane.
The old man was accompanied by a woman in her thirties. She was a beautiful woman with a plump body and outstanding charm, but because she didn't see the sun all the year round, her skin was too fair, and her temperament was a little cold.
Yang JianLooking at the old man, he found that the old man was wearing sunglasses, was blind in both eyes, had age spots on his face, and was extremely thin. The smell of corpses, but this smell of corpses is covered by a stronger smell of traditional Chinese medicine, and non-cautious people can't tell the difference at all.
"It's amazing that you can still live with a body like yours. It stands to reason that you should be buried in the ground."
"I can't see a little light in my eyes, and I don't feel at ease when I die, so I can only hold on." The old man said slowly.
"My name is Yang Jian, the law enforcement captain of the headquarters, and the person in charge of Dachang City. I came here today because I stole the memories of a few ghost masters and found out that such a place exists, but you have spiritual protection here. , It is forbidden for others to investigate, so I made this trip myself."
Yang Jian spoke, revealing his identity and purpose of coming.
"Captain of Law Enforcement? What a big name, is this here to show off or to question the teacher?"
Next to her, the mature woman in her thirties smiled lightly, seeming a bit mocking.
Yang Jian's eyes turned cold, he stared at her and said: "You have to be clear, I came alone today, if I really want to come to Xingshi to inquire about my crimes, I will never come alone, and what are you, you have to speak here Place? If it is placed outside, people like this who don¡¯t know anything about people or ghosts would have been stepped on by me in the first place.¡±
"No one who came here to ask for medicine before was respectful and humble. You are the most rampant I have ever seen. It is really annoying." The woman frowned.
Yang Jian didn't speak to her, but just looked at the old man: "If you die, she won't live long, no wonder you have to hold on, such a person with no eyesight will be killed soon."
The corners of the old man's mouth moved slightly, and he actually laughed, but he didn't laugh, the wrinkled skin on the old face pulled, making it look particularly eerie and weird.
"You have a good temper and a lot of ability. You are very good." After laughing silently for a while, he commented on Yang Jian like this.
The mature woman next to her suddenly changed her face slightly, and looked at Yang Jian with some doubts.
"He's right, Xiao Ru, don't look at him young, he is the most powerful one who has walked into this pharmacy over the years, and the title of captain of the law enforcement is well deserved. If there is no accident, in this era He is the one who is in charge of the house, you have to be polite and go pour a cup of hot tea."
The old man then waved his hand again, motioning to the woman.
This woman named Xiaoru's complexion suddenly changed slightly. She took a deep look at Yang Jian, and her gaze stayed on the golden eye on his forehead for a while, then she responded, then turned and left.
"Sit down." The old man then sat on the chair and motioned to Yang Jian.
The armrests on the black grand master's chair seem to be covered with pulp, smooth and shiny.
Yang Jian stared at the Taishi chair and said, "I've seen such a chair before, and it was in this position in an old house, but the person sitting there was not a human being, but an old corpse, and I helped him bury it later. .¡±
"Well, then I would like to thank you for burying him in the coffin." The old man said with emotion.
"You really know that old corpse." Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.
He will understand when he sees such a chair.
This guy has something to do with the old corpse in that old house.
"I used to be friends with that person."
The blind old man with a cane didn't hide anything, he just spoke slowly.
"What an unexpected harvest." Yang Jian's eyes flickered.
The old man in front of him is actually a living ghost master from the period of the Republic of China, and he is still a top existence, and he actually knows the old corpse of the ancient house.
You must know that among the ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China, the last one was Mr. Qin. As a result, Mr. Qin couldn't bear it and was about to die, and this person in front of him was actually still alive.
Calculated in this way, the person in front of him must be at least one hundred and twenty years old, maybe even older.
It is obviously extraordinary to live to this point and still maintain consciousness without being eroded by spirits.
"It seems that you didn't come here to ask for medicine, but came with questions. Fortunately, you came at a good time. If it was later, you probably only saw my coffin."
The old man looked towards Yang Jian, but his eyes were blind, so he wondered if he could really see Yang Jian clearly. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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