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The mature woman named Xiaoru brought a pot of hot tea and poured a cup for Yang Jian and the old man in the traditional Chinese medicine shop next to her. No hospitality.
After pouring the tea, Xiao Ru did not leave, but stood by and listened quietly.
Her gaze stayed on Yang Jian all the time, as if she was sizing her up seriously.
"I have seen several ghost masters in the period of the Republic of China, the first manager of the ghost post office, the tall male corpse in the Caesar Hotel, the embalmed old man in the ancient house, and the old woman with a vegetable basket in Dachuan City. but most of them are already dead, and even a few of them have just died. The only one who is still alive is the dead and resurrected sister Hong, who replaced a ghost driver named Liu Qingqing Or, the consciousness has regained consciousness."
"And you, strictly speaking, are the only person who has lived from that period to the present."
Yang Jian looked at the steaming teacup, and then said slowly.
Wearing sunglasses, the lifeless old man's old face moved slightly at this moment, and he squeezed out a smile: "It seems that you have experienced a lot of things, and you have encountered everything you shouldn't have encountered. It is indeed not easy to survive. I know all those you mentioned, the manager of the ghost post office is Luo Wensong, the male corpse in the Caesar Hotel was named Li Qingzhi, the one in the ancient house is called Zhang Dong, and the one in Dachuan City is called Meng Xiaodong , The Hong sister you mentioned was originally named Zhang Youhong, but you have missed one, they should have a cemetery guard named Luo Qian."
"That era belonged to them, but the time is not forgiving, no matter how top people are, they will be swallowed by terrible spirits, and in the end they can only wither like leaves in the autumn wind."
"Six people? But there are seven graves in that ghostly place, and you are the one left?" Yang Jian asked.
The blind old man continued: "You are right to say that, but in fact, everyone has their own ambitions, they have their own things to do, and I have my own things to do, so I left the land of spirits and came here to run a business. In a traditional Chinese medicine shop, I care more about the cultivation of younger generations than dealing with supernatural events."
"Spiritual incidents emerge in endlessly, and there is no way to completely solve them. All the previous paths were wrong, and the symptoms were not cured. Maybe the appearance of the younger generation can lead to a different path, so I have been waiting, hoping to wait until such a day, even if If you see a little hope, this life is worth it.¡±
He sighed and said, but there was a strong obsession in his heart.
This kind of obsession supports the almost decayed body of the old man.
But even so, he has reached his limit, and there is no way he can survive with such a body.
"If we find the source of the supernatural events, maybe some things will turn around." Yang Jian stared at him and said.
"The source of the supernatural events? Young man, if you come here with this question, I'm afraid it will make you waste your time. I also want to know this question, but unfortunately no one can answer it. I searched for answers in the supernatural, and some people found their own answers, but the answers were different."
A little smile appeared on the old man's old face again, and this smile was a bit self-deprecating.
"Different answers? Can you tell me?" Yang Jian still asked.
"Some people think that there are ghosts in our world, and the real supernatural events are hidden in the folk tales. Just like you young people before you came into contact with supernatural events, you think that there are no ghosts in this world. Treat it like a story."
The old man said slowly.
"There are also people who feel that there is something wrong with the place we live in."
Yang Jian's expression changed: "There is a problem with the place we live in? What do you mean?"
The old man continued: "You should have taken that bus."
"Yes, I have taken that ghost bus twice." Yang Jian said.
"That bus can carry you to unknown spiritual places. Those places can't find corresponding places in reality, but they really exist. In fact, there are many such places, so some people speculate , maybe the place where we live is the spiritual place, and the ghosts just returned to their original place, and the spiritual place where they live is the real world of living people."
At this moment, the old man uttered a very astonishing hypothesis.
When these words came out, Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment.
The reality we live in is the place of the supernatural?
"But besides these two conjectures, there is a third one.The law is just to help ghost masters equally.
"I'm not solving the recovery of the ghosts, but delaying the recovery of the ghosts. They can survive more because of their own efforts." The old man said again.
"I probably understand what you mean. You want the ghost masters to live longer when they face the recovery of the ghosts, so that they can burst out all their strength in that limited time, and thus give birth to what you said. That hope." Yang Jian nodded.
"Unfortunately, I have never seen this hope appear in my life." The old man shook his head, looking very disappointed.
Seeing this, Yang Jian asked some other questions.
This old man really did not hold back or conceal anything, and told everything he knew, which relieved many doubts in Yang Jian's mind.
"What kind of method can prolong the recovery time of Li Gui? If you don't mind, can you disclose it." Yang Jian asked again.
"Yang Jian, you asked too many questions today, and we don't want to answer some questions." At this time, the mature woman named Xiaoru couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to stop him.
The old man waved his hand to express that he didn't care: "Maybe I won't say so much to others, but to you I am willing to tell you everything I know. After all, you are the future."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and he gestured to Xiaoru.
That little Ru moved her eyes, looked at Yang Jian, and finally turned around and went to the medicinal material box next to her, and took out a small yellow paper packet, which looked like a package of medicinal materials.
But Yang Jian felt a strong spiritual breath.
"This is a special dose of traditional Chinese medicine."
The old man said: "I am the only one who can prepare the current supernatural circle. If you want to know how to delay the recovery of ghosts, you can drink a medicine and try it yourself. Only you can know the specifics through your own experience."
Looking at the small packet of special medicine, Yang Jian didn't have the confidence to take it, after all, who knows what's in it.
"Coward, this is a good thing. It can save lives, but you still dislike it. The previous ghost masters would fight at the door for a pack of medicine like this." Xiao Ru said sarcastically, and then put away the medicine pack. .
Yang Jian glanced at her coldly: "I have my own solution to resuscitate the ghost, relying on your pack of medicine, to be honest, I can't believe it." (Remember the website 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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