Feng Quan, Tong Qian, Li Yang, Huang Ziya... and others are disappearing rapidly.

They were leaving, leaving Dadong City and returning to Dachang City.

The red wooden bench incident is considered to be over. Although the evil ghost is still there, Yang Jian has controlled the last medium and has imprisoned the ghost.

Zhang Zhidong was stunned as soon as he came to his senses.

The group of people who were still in front of me had disappeared at this time.

The red wooden bench also disappeared.

"I almost forgot." At this time, Yang Jian's figure suddenly appeared again, and he strode towards Zhang Zhidong.

A cold, black palm slowly lifted up.

"You, what do you want to do?" Zhang Zhidong stepped back subconsciously, feeling uneasy.

"I'll perform an operation on you." Yang Jian just finished speaking, and his black palm suddenly stabbed into Zhang Zhidong's head.

"ah!"

He yelled subconsciously.

However, it was not painful. It was clear that a palm was completely inserted into his forehead, but he did not feel any pain at all. He just felt a flash of coldness, which made people shiver.

Yang Jian withdrew his palm, opened it, and took out a small group of scarlet tumors.

Zhang Zhidong looked at the group of things stupidly, and when he was about to say something, the person in front of him had disappeared.

Everything has returned to calm.

There are no weird red wooden benches around, nor that group of special people...

"This is not a dream." Zhang Zhidong was stunned for a long time, and then he realized when gusts of cold wind blew and his body felt cold.

He had already left the hospital and stood in front of Ning'an Building in hospital clothes for a while.

After he woke up completely, he felt frightened for a while when he recalled what had just happened, and hurriedly left the place as if running away.

While running, I was still thinking about everything that had just happened.

The ghost on the wooden bench, and the group of people... is this real?

There are actually such bizarre and bizarre things in this world, and they even happened to me.

Zhang Zhidong was panting and he didn't know how long he ran before he arrived in front of the hospital lobby where he was.

Seeing the bright lights and crowds of people in the hospital, my uneasiness and fear gradually lessened.

He returned to the ward.

But tonight he didn't sleep all night.

The next day, he thought about what happened last night and immediately asked the doctor to re-examine his body.

As a result, something very bizarre happened.

He didn't have any illness, and he was told that everything was normal after he was scheduled to undergo a craniotomy. The tumor in his brain miraculously disappeared.

"That one is called Yang Jian, who is it?"

Later, Zhang Zhidong began to become curious about the bizarre incident last night, and he was eager to find an answer.

But Yang Jian didn't pay much attention to Zhang Zhidong.

As an ordinary person and a stranger, Yang Jian seldom cares about

Although he didn't spend much time in Dadong City this time, only three or four hours in total, a lot of things happened.

I thought it was just a simple act of revenge, but I didn't expect that it would attract a ghost master named Chen Qiaoyang, and the matter in the Wang family's ancient residence seemed to involve a lot of things.

Of course, this operation was not completely fruitless.

He solved a group of potential threats, imprisoned a fierce ghost and the red wooden stool, and at the same time stole half of Chen Qiaoyang's memory, and learned the secret of the reopening of the Wang family's ancient mansion.

"This matter is over here. If you have nothing else to do, please go back and rest. In addition, please pay attention during this period. The number of ghost controllers who have suffered from the curse of the pendulum clock in the Wang family's ancient residence is not the same as today.

, there are also some ghost masters who have been cursed, but have not been involved in this fight."

"Now that we have killed a large number of people, we are careful to attract some backlash and retaliation."

Yang Jian returned to Shangtong Building to set up a company and said to everyone.

"Also, Dachang City will be on heightened alert starting tomorrow. We can't be so lazy anymore. The appearance of Chen Qiaoyang is a very bad signal. It means that there are earlier ghost masters still alive in this world."

"With the continuous occurrence of supernatural events, these people will no longer be able to hide sooner or later, and they will gradually emerge soon."

"For people who can live from more than ten years ago, or even decades ago, to the present, you can imagine how dangerous they are."

Yang Jian's expression was not relaxed, but rather solemn.

Because he learned from Chen Qiaoyang's memory that he was not the only person who survived that period.

"It seems that the supernatural world will become more and more chaotic in the future." Feng Quan smoked a cigarette, frowned, and said in a dull voice: "But this also proves that our previous arrangement was correct."

"With the captain from the headquarters here, the situation shouldn't get worse," Li Yang said.

Huang Ziya smiled at the side: "If someone named Chen Qiaoyang appears, he dares to fight with the three captains. If there are a few more, they might dare to attack the headquarters. The water in the supernatural circle is deep. I didn't think so before, but now it seems

We were still a little too naive, but fortunately, if the sky fell, our captain would hold it up."

After saying that, she winked at Yang Jian.

"That's wrong, people are not a big threat. The real threat is supernatural events, because people can communicate, negotiate, and intimidate, but ghosts can't," Yang Jian said.

Although he was concerned about being retaliated against, he was not too worried.

What worries him is supernatural events.

For example, the previous red wooden bench incident was an apparently ordinary supernatural incident, but it made Yang Jian feel a little helpless. The supernatural weapons, coffin nails and hatchets in his hands were ineffective.

And the paper man carrying the sedan chair.

The fifth-level ghost realm was easily invaded. If he hadn't gone for Chen Qiaoyang at that time, he would have faced unimaginable dangers.

The pendulum clock restarted by the Wang family is also an existence that Yang Jian currently has no solution for.

"Forget it, it's very late today. It's not appropriate to say this. If there is anything, we can discuss it tomorrow." Yang Jian said.

"Go home and sleep, go home and sleep, I'm so sleepy." Xiong Wenwen immediately became excited when he heard that the meeting was about to end.

Without saying much, Yang Jian disappeared with a flash of red light, and the ghost boy also disappeared at the same time.

"Damn, Xiao Yang, are you leaving now? Take me with you." Xiong Wenwen immediately shouted.

"Let's drive back. It's not too far anyway. The captain must be busy with his own things," Tong Qian said.

Feng Quandao: "You guys can go first. I'll stay at the company tonight to avoid any further accidents."

"Remember to notify you if anything happens," Li Yang said.

"certainly."

Soon, everyone broke up and left.

Feng Quan was the only one left in the empty office.

Feng Quan was smoking, but instead of dissipating, the smoke became thicker and thicker.

No, this is not smoke, but fog.

In thick fog.
Chapter completed!