Hello cousin Xiaoyuan, my name is Jiang Yan, and I am Yang Jian's girlfriend. ”

Jiang Yan greeted warmly, politely and cutely.

Liang Yuan just blinked his big eyes to look at her, as if he was thinking about something, and seemed to be looking at Jiang Yan, and after a while, he smiled and squinted his eyes and said, "Hello Auntie, Auntie, you are so beautiful, my cousin must like Auntie you very much." ”

Aunt?

Hearing this, Jiang Yan's smile suddenly froze, and her heart was cold.

In the past, Yang Jian called himself an aunt, but he didn't expect his cousin to be like this.

The most annoying thing is that he has no way to refute it, because this little cousin of Yang Jian looks like fifteen or sixteen, and there is an age difference of nearly ten years between him and himself, and it seems reasonable to call an aunt.

"I can't be angry, I definitely can't be angry now, this time I'm going to see Yang Jian's relatives, if I'm embarrassed this time, Yang Jian won't bring me over next time." ”

Jiang Yan secretly said in her heart that she would calm her heart and keep herself in a good image.

"Auntie, your skin is so white, are you sick?" Liang Yuan said again.

"No, my sister's skin is naturally very white. Jiang Yan said with a smile.

Liang Yuan nodded and said: "Then if your skin is so white, it is easy to be targeted by ghosts at night, and you will die quite quickly, cousin, you still have a girlfriend." ”

"What, what......" The corners of Jiang Yan's mouth twitched.

Do you have such a talk?

"Okay, Madoka, where do you want to go, I'll go with you. Yang Jian said.

Liang Yuan smiled and said, "I'm going over there to buy a raincoat, it's been raining lately, and I don't want to get wet every day." ”

"Good. Yang Jian nodded.

On the way, Jiang Yan followed behind, and pulled Yang Jian's arm while Liang Yuan was going to pick out a raincoat, and then whispered, "Yang Jian, don't be angry if I say something, I think your cousin seems to have a problem..... It feels weird. ”

She gestured to her head.

"There's no problem with her head, her thinking is very clear, and I can see what she has affected just now, and I can see it a long time ago. Yang Jian suppressed his voice and said: "Whether it's before or after, no matter what Xiaoyuan says, don't take it to heart, you just treat her as a patient." ”

"I'm not so careful, I'll worry about a child, I'm just worried about your cousin, if there is any illness, we can take her back to Dachang City to check it out." Jiang Yan said.

Yang Jian nodded slightly and said, "I will arrange this matter." ”

Jiang Yan answered and didn't talk about this matter anymore, she believed that Yang Jian could handle it, this was an instinctive trust.

When she was shopping with her cousin and her companions, Yang Jian found that she had bought a lot of strange things, including raincoats, some yellow straw paper, and some candles, and even the most disturbing thing was that she actually bought several sharp fruit knives, and the partner on the side didn't feel anything strange, as if she was used to it.

"What are you buying these things for?" Yang Jian asked.

Liang Yuan squinted his eyes and smiled: "I want to use it, this thing wears out quickly, and the one I bought three days ago has been used up, and I didn't use the scalpel at all just now, it's too thin and hard to hold." ”

"......" Yang Jian didn't know what to say at this time.

"Where do you usually use these things?"

Liang Yuan frowned and thought, as if he was recalling, and he didn't seem to be able to recall it all of a sudden: "I don't know, I don't know where to use it, but I always feel very needed." ”

"Is there a problem with memory?" Yang Jian groaned.

If this is the case, he can't ask a lot of things, but the more this is the case, the more he feels that the neighborhood of his hometown is not normal, and it is not as calm and peaceful as he imagined.

After shopping around, all the strange things were bought, and Yang Jian drove the three of them to the countryside where their hometown was located.

Although it is a township, the road is smooth, and it is very convenient to drive, but on the way to it, he saw several special vehicles coming from the opposite side, and Yang Jian, who opened the window, smelled a very familiar smell.

It was the smell of corpses.

The cart was a hearse, and inside it was a corpse.

He glanced in the rearview mirror behind the passing car and saw a dead body covered in a white cloth, and in curiosity, he opened his ghostly eyes, ignoring the hindrance to take a look at the corpse under the white cloth.

Stiff, cold, wet, as if drenched in rain, the most bizarre thing is that one of his hands is dead choked his neck, the finger has been deeply sunk into his neck, as if he has pierced his major artery, and the blood has been drained alive.

So the corpse was stiff and white.

What impressed Yang Jian the most was the expression of this dead man.

Not fear and despair, but a ruthless and vicious look, as if fighting with something.

But like this, could it be that he was fighting with himself before he died?

"An unnatural death, but that person should not be from my hometown village, most likely a villager from a nearby village. Yang Jian said secretly in his heart, and at the same time, the previous uneasiness was gradually amplified.

There's definitely something going on around here,

However, it is also under the management of Dachang City.

In other words, the person in charge is Yang Jian, if there is really a supernatural incident, he will definitely be notified, why didn't he hear a similar report from Zhang Hua?

Is it that there are too many things, but it's just serious here, so it's pulled down?

Or is there something else.

With all kinds of doubts, Yang Jian drove to a village about five or six kilometers away from Yangzhen.

Meishan Village.

The name of the village is a bit strange, because there are no plum blossoms and no mountains, I don't know why it was chosen such a name, maybe it is a change in the landscape over the past few hundred years.

The village is quiet.

Like most villages across the country, young people have gone out, some villagers have moved away, and there are not many people left, but now that we have reached the end of the year, there are still a few people who have come back to their hometowns, but they still seem a little lonely, and it seems that young people are getting busier and busier with their work.

"Madoka, is your friend from our village too? If not, I can send her back first. Yang Jian asked.

"Of course, she lives with me now and is my best friend. Liang Yuan said with a smile.

Yang Jian felt a little strange, but he didn't ask too much, so he immediately drove into the village, and then found an open space and stopped.

"Cousin, then let's go back first, and we'll see you in the evening. ”

As soon as Liang Yuan and her friend got out of the car, they smiled and waved their hands, and then quickly ran into the village with their things and quickly disappeared around the corner.

"Okay. Yang Jian nodded.

My cousin's home is not far from my old house, and it is a village where it can go.

"I feel that your hometown is very clean, I will often accompany you to live in the future, okay?" Jiang Yan stretched, feeling that the air here was fresh, quiet and peaceful, and very comfortable.

And after arriving here, she felt like she had become a woman in Yang Jian.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but ran directly to the old mansion.

His family's old house is a little old, or it was built sometime when his father was alive, and the style of that period was relatively old, but it was one of the best in the village at that time, but now it has been completely outdated.

Soon.

A two-story concrete house appeared in front of him.

It has been uninhabited for a long time, the house has some moss on it, and all kinds of aging and abandoned looks give people a slightly eerie feeling.

But the house is very clean, because no one lives in it, there is no clutter, and Yang Jian's mother Zhang Fen came back a few days early, so there is no smell after ventilation, and it is refreshing and tidy, and you can simply move in for a short time.

It's just that Yang Jian didn't care about this, he came directly to the second floor of the room.

On the second floor, there is a room that is not very useful, closed all year round, and used to store miscellaneous items, but since the death of his father, this room has become a place to put the remains of his family.

Jiang Yan followed behind, curiously looking at the surrounding environment.

She was a little inexplicably panicked, and she was a little uneasy about this old mansion, as if she had encountered a supernatural event before, so she didn't dare to fall behind one step, for fear that after one step behind, something would happen, and Yang Jian would have no time to protect herself.

"Could your father be someone who deals with paranormal events?"

Yang Jian's curiosity couldn't be suppressed, so he ran directly to the room where his father's portrait was.

Because his father has been dead for too long, coupled with his current state, he doesn't have any sad feelings, and everything seems very calm.

After opening the door.

A relatively ordinary old wooden table is placed on a black and white posthumous photo, and next to the posthumous photograph are some incense burners and other things, which are usually used for memorials.

The man in the portrait is a young man in his early twenties, and this portrait was not taken when his father died, but was found and made from previous photos, so it feels a little incongruous.

The young man's appearance was very similar to Yang's.

Smiling, sunny and handsome.

If Yang Jian is a little more mature, a little more exercised, and a little sunny, he may be more similar to the person in the photo.

Therefore, if anyone thinks that the person in this photo is not Yang Jian's father, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

When Jiang Yan saw this statue, she hurriedly bowed her head and bowed, and then prepared to go and put on a few incense sticks.

Yang Jian looked at it and didn't speak, his eyes were observing, not as a worshipper, but as a ghost-eyed Yang Jian.

"There are no anomalies. ”

As a result, he was a little disappointed, but also a little relieved.

There wasn't anything in this room worth caring about, nothing weird about him.

"But I can't be so arbitrary, that Qin Lao's words make me very concerned, a person of his status will not say such an irrelevant sentence for no reason, if he says it, there must be a reason, the statue in this room should be set up later, I should go to find the place where my father often went during his lifetime, or where he often stayed during his lifetime. ”

Yang Jian pondered.

He felt like he was going in the wrong direction.

"Yang Jian, aren't you going to say goodbye?" Jiang Yan handed over a few sticks of incense, and then said.

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, took the incense, bowed to the strange father, and then left the house.

But after he turned away and closed the door.

I don't know if it's a change in light, or if something incomprehensible happens.

The face of the man on the portrait was shrouded in darkness, giving people an incomprehensible weirdness, like a person hidden in the darkness, peeking into everything here.

The lit incense glowed reddish, swaying, and gradually extinguished.

"Our room is here, my mom has already cleaned it up, if you are tired, you can rest first, and you can take anything off the car, because you may stay here for days. Yang Jian walked to the next room.

It was a simple and clean bedroom.

"That, Yang Jian, next door is ...... Isn't it scary to live here with the portrait of your father? I don't mean to dislike it, I'm just a little timid, you know. Jiang Yan said a little nervously.

Yang Jian said, "I checked it just now, it's no problem, and if there is something, isn't there still me? What are you afraid of?" ”

"Then I'm going to be with you at night, you can't sneak away alone. Jiang Yan said.

"Good. Yang Jian did not refuse, and nodded.