Looking at the burnt incense, Yang Jian was still thinking about what Luo Wensong said before, and at the same time, some thoughts gradually emerged from the depths of his heart.
"I probably thought of a way to temporarily make the supernatural events disappear, and maintain a peaceful life for decades like the previous ghost masters in the Republic of China."
"I haven't disclosed it before, but the existence of the third door gave me an inspiration."
Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and the plan became more and more clear.
"However, there are still some difficulties in implementing this plan, and I still need to continue to improve it."
He is now looking for a way to end the supernatural age, and at the same time looking for a way to maintain peace.
Although it is a little greedy to do so, if Yang Jian can really achieve these two points, it will be a great luck for people of this era.
"In my opinion, there is no need to be so anxious to end the supernatural age. What this era needs more is to restore the previous peace. Otherwise, with the revival of ghosts, more and more people will die in supernatural events.
Yang Jian thought so in his heart.
There are priorities, and he feels that it is more important to restore peace as soon as possible.
And this point also has a clue after talking with Luo Wensong.
For this alone, Yang Jian's trip was worthwhile.
Perhaps Luo Wensong revealed this key information to guide Yang Jian, or in other words, as long as there is enough information to support a top ghost master like Yang Wen, he can find a suitable path from that information.
"time to go."
Yang Jian took a last look at Luo Wensong's grave. He didn't stay any longer, but directly broke the boundary between reality and the ghostly place, and returned directly to the real world.
He appeared in Dazhou City.
Yang Jian is also familiar with this city, he has been here several times.
However, everything in this city is normal, and there are no supernatural events, because Yang Jian knows that the ancient house where Zhang Dong was buried is here, so no ghosts can enter the reality through this node.
Yang Jian quickly left the city.
This time, he no longer wandered aimlessly, but remembered something and went directly to Dahai City.
Dahai City used to be a city that fought against the king's organization, and many ghost masters died. Although Yang Jian and others also collected the dead captain and king's bodies afterwards, they also cleaned up the supernatural events in Dahai City.
But Yang Jian didn't think that there would be no more supernatural events in Dahai City since then.
On the contrary, there are still many ghosts hiding in Dahai City, waiting for a suitable time to resurface.
Yang Jian soon appeared in Dahai City.
As before, he opened his ghost eyes and scanned the whole city, looking for the place where the supernatural event happened.
"Didn't any supernatural event happen?" Soon, Yang Wen frowned slightly, looking a little surprised.
"No, it's not that there are no supernatural events happening, but someone is secretly dealing with the supernatural events in this city.
Soon, he appeared in an old residential area.
Yang Jian looked up slightly, but saw a strange scratch left on the wall of the residential building. The scratch was so deep that it almost tore the whole building apart. What caused it to come out.
However, one can more or less guess one or two from the residual spiritual aura above.
"It was made by Ye Zhen. Ye Zhen has a supernatural weapon in his hand, which is a long sword. Most of the traces are left by the long sword. The previous information from the headquarters said that Ye Zhen had disappeared and never appeared in the supernatural circle again. , it is impossible to die with his ability, so Ye Zhen is probably hiding."
His personality is not something that can be easily hidden.
Yang Jian turned around, his ghost eyes continued to peek at Dahai City, and then his eyes stopped at a supernatural place in Dahai City.
Fushou Garden.
It was originally just an ordinary cemetery, but the spiritual erosion turned it into a place where ghosts are buried.
's dreadful cemetery.
If there is any place in Dahai City where Ye Zhen can hide, it must be the ghost cemetery in Fushouyuan.
"Go and see."
Yang Wen took a step forward, and the next moment he appeared in front of the gate of Fushou Garden.
This area has long been completely blocked, and it is impossible for living people to enter here. If they break in by force, they will even be killed directly.
the??This person is Ye Zhen who has been missing for a long time in the spiritual circle.
Yang Jian was not surprised to see him, because when he saw this villa located in the cemetery, he had already guessed that Ye Zhen might live in seclusion here.
"Ye Zhen, wake up, don't sleep." He walked over and yelled a few times.
But on the other side of the sofa, a strange doll turned its head and stared at Yang Jian with eyes like a living person.
This puppet also holds a game controller in its hand, and it seems that it has been playing games with Ye Zhen before.
Yang Jian has seen this thing before, it was brought down when he and Ye Zhen boarded the ghost ship last time.
This thing looks like a harmless doll to humans and animals, but it is actually a fierce ghost. At the same time, it may have the wisdom of a living person, which is a very dangerous existence.
However, looking at Ye Zhen's appearance, it seems that he gets along very well with this doll.
"Look at me again, be careful I will chop off your head." Yang Jian said coldly.
Sensing Yang Jian's threat, the weird doll's expression instantly became horrified, then immediately closed its eyes, turned its head to the side, and there was no more movement.
"Who, who is calling me."
At this time, Ye Zhen, who was asleep, suddenly woke up. He sat up and became alert instantly.
"That's right, it looks like I haven't seen you in half a year. You haven't completely lost your vigilance as a ghost master, but you look like this a lot of decadence, did you get hit by something?"
Yang Jian asked.
"Yang Jian?" Ye Zhen was a little surprised when he saw the sudden appearance of the person in the living room.
He subconsciously wanted to get up, but then his body went limp and he slumped on the sofa.
At this moment, fame and fortune, invincibility, and number one in the world don't seem to matter anymore.
He just wanted to be a waste hiding in this uninhabited cemetery. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com