Chen Qiaoyang stared at the familiar yet unfamiliar young man in front of him with a ferocious look on his face.

He had already asked Zhang Qing and Wan Tong, the two errand boys, when he was at the ancient house before, and knew a lot of information about the person in front of him. For example, his name was Yang Jian, codenamed Ghost Eye, and he was also a captain-level figure in the headquarters.

He is also the first person to solve an S-class supernatural incident.

I also heard that he defeated Ye Zhen, the so-called number one ghost controller, a while ago...

There was a lot of news like this, and Chen Qiaoyang was tired of hearing it.

He only knows a little.

This Yang Jian is related to the person named Yang, and is probably a descendant.

"I killed a lot of people when I was in the ancient house, but I have never seen you. So, who are you?" Yang Jian peeked with ghostly eyes and asked directly in a cold voice.

He doesn't know me?

Chen Qiaoyang immediately noticed this key information.

Think about it carefully.

Right.

I have never met this Yang Jian, and I heard that this Yang Jian became a ghost controller less than a year ago. He was still a student before and entered the supernatural circle very late.

"Ghost Shepherd, Chen Qiaoyang." He calmed down and introduced himself.

Ghost Shepherd Chen Qiaoyang?

Yang Jian frowned and searched for these words in his huge memory, but found nothing.

It is neither in the files of the headquarters, nor is it the currently known ghost master, because even the memory of Liao Fan does not have information about the ghost master Chen Qiaoyang.

"In the old house, the pendulum clock kept ringing and restarting. Is it your fault?" Yang Jian interrogated.

Chen Qiaoyang smiled slightly: "Why do I have to tell you so much?"

"My patience is very limited, you'd better cooperate, otherwise I won't be able to help but kill you." Yang Jian's dark eyes flashed red.

"No manners. You are more impulsive than the young man before. You will fight and kill when you meet. You don't know how to respect the old and care for the young. I heard that this society is now a peaceful society. Fighting will lead to jail time."

, now it seems that the times are still the same and have not changed.”

Yang Jian said coldly: "Peace? If we kill people like you, the world will be peaceful. It seems that you don't want to say it. It doesn't matter. It's okay if you don't say it. Then I'll kill you first and I'll look for useful things from your corpse."

information."

He doesn't have that much patience.

And now I don't have to ask for anything. At worst, I can suppress the opponent and then use ghost to steal the memory.

"Wait, wait." Chen Qiaoyang suddenly raised his palm to signal.

This was the first time he met such a young man. He didn't even have the will to talk. He just wanted to take action without any reason. He was simply a freak.

"If you continue talking, it won't affect the fight between us." Yang Jian's eyes were calm.

At this moment the confrontation has begun.

The shadow under his feet had invaded Chen Qiaoyang's side at this moment. He wanted to secretly steal his memory, but the invasion of the ghostly shadow stopped around him.

There seems to be some invisible and terrifying existence around Chen Qiaoyang that blocks the erosion of the ghost.

Chen Qiaoyang also felt Yang Jian's temptation. His expression froze slightly and he immediately said: "I just want to know if your father Yang Xiaotian is still alive."

Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed: "Do you know my father?"

His father died a long time ago, and he was involved in the supernatural world. He was very mysterious during his lifetime. Not many people knew his name. But the man in front of him named Chen Qiaoyang could actually call out his father's name.

"Your face is so familiar. It looks exactly like your father. It's hard to recognize him. I haven't dealt with your father before I was trapped in the Wang family's ancient house."

Chen Qiaoyang said: "Your father is a very good person. No, he is born to be in this circle. To be honest, I admire your father very much."

"He is dead." Yang Jian said, "He has been dead for many years."

"I guessed it too."

Chen Qiaoyang sighed slightly: "When I saw his son entering this circle, I knew he must be dead, otherwise he would not have allowed you to come into contact with these dirty things if he were alive. However, it is still hard for me to believe that your father is like that

Characters will actually die one day."

"Everyone will die, no one is exception." Yang Jian's eyes were cold, without any sadness or nostalgia.

Like a person without emotions.

"You're right, everyone will die one day, no one is exempt, but don't you want to know how your father died? I know a few people who were very close to your father during his lifetime. Maybe you should investigate

The cause of your father's death." Chen Qiaoyang said, trying to divert Yang Jian's attention.

"If you are interested, I can tell you the name and give you a chance to avenge your father."

"I'm not interested in these grudges and grudges. The people are already dead, so what's the point of digging up the grudges and grudges of the past. But you, I'm a little surprised. You actually know my father, and you also know many things from the past.

.....You are not the ghost master of this era."

"You were the ghost master during my father's time."

Yang Jian looked up and down at Chen Qiaoyang as if he had discovered some treasure.

Knowing one's father and being a ghost master of the same era as one's own father are two different things.

He has been searching for the source of the evil ghosts and found that the supernatural phenomena all related to the Republic of China period. However, there has been a big gap from the Republic of China period to the present.

The only person confirmed to have survived to the present day during the Republic of China is Mr. Qin.

There is also a grandfather named Luo Yong, who is also the terrifying ghost codenamed Knocker Ghost.

However, Li Gui cannot obtain much information. Only those who survive can know more.

So Yang Jian settled for the next best thing. The Republic of China was too far away from now. It has been nearly a hundred years. Many people have died. It will definitely be very difficult to dig out by himself. So if he can find people from the same era as his father, say

You may also get a lot of important information.

It was much easier for them to pursue the Republic of China era than it was for me.

"I entered this circle a little earlier than your father, so I can be considered a person of the same period, but are you really not interested in your father's death and life experiences? In this circle, the more you know, the more you know.

The better it is for your own survival," Chen Qiaoyang said.

"No, I'm more interested in you now. I want the memories in your head today." Yang Jian said.

"Is this how you treat your elders? Your father owed me favors before his death, but you want to attack me today?" Chen Qiaoyang scolded him very harshly.

Yang Jian sneered, "I've never seen you, and I haven't seen my father for a long time. It's not up to you to decide how your relationship will be. You just want to fool me with just a few words. Do you really think I'm a child? Even so.

My father was really a friend during his lifetime, so what?"

"You controlled the pendulum clock in the Wang family's ancient house, restarted the school time, and tried to release the evil ghosts imprisoned in the Wang family's ancient house. Don't say you are my father's friend. Even if you are my father's benefactor, I still have to kill you today, and only

I will be more ruthless because my father admitted the wrong person before his death and made you such a scourge."

"Okay, very good. You said it so righteously. The Yang family's little brat is indeed a virtuous person. He is hypocritical and disgusting." Chen Qiaoyang was also angered at this moment.

He originally wanted to give in and deceive Yang Jian. After all, these young people were inexperienced. Li Jun was more impulsive than experienced, and Wang Chaling was more cautious than courageous.

Unexpectedly, this Yang Jian was ruthless and decisive, not at all like the character he should have at this age.

"Justice? Hypocrisy? You are wrong. I don't care about you causing trouble in Dadong City, but I want your memory now, but I don't think you will give it to me. I might as well kill you.

It will also save you from making trouble everywhere in the future. After all, I am also a captain. If I kill you, I can still get a bonus." Yang Jian clenched the cracked spear in his hand.

The ghost eye opened again.

This world is getting weirder and weirder, everything around is soaked in red light, and the richness seems to melt and disappear.

This is the fifth level ghost realm.

In the fifth-level ghost realm, the evil ghost next to Chen Qiaoyang appeared.

They were four weird and terrifying corpses. One was white and swollen with water, as if it had been drowned. One corpse was covered with scars, as if it had been chopped to death with a sharp weapon. The other corpse was skinny and black.

It seemed that it had been dried for a long time, but the last corpse looked like it had just died. It was not rotten or mutilated, but its clothes were the style of the Republic of China period, which was incompatible with modern times.

These four corpses are the four fierce ghosts, which can only be revealed in the world of the fifth-level ghost realm.

What's more terrifying is that these four ghosts formed a circle, surrounding Chen Qiaoyang, blocking the invasion of ghosts and the five layers of ghost realm, protecting him like guards.

No.

Not a guard.

The four ghosts were holding hands and standing there, looking like a prison.

Chen Qiaoyang is the prisoner in the prison.

He was both trapped and protected.

"Are they all going to be against me? When did I, Chen Qiaoyang, become so angry? If you want to steal my memory, are you, a brat of the Yang family, worthy of it?" Now that he has broken his face, Chen Qiaoyang is no longer polite.

He stared at Yang Jian, his wrist was bleeding.

The thick, black blood gave off a foul odor, like a rotting corpse.

The blood dripped on the ground and squirmed strangely, forming several strange fonts on the ground as if twisting and turning.
To be continued...