At about eight o'clock in the evening, Yang Jian and Li Yao drove to a high-end community and stopped.

The management of the community is relatively strict, and there is no way for foreign vehicles and personnel to enter, so they have to show their documents and spend a lot of effort to explain the security guards before they choose to let them go.

"It's rare that you'd be so polite to a security guard. Li Yao was a little surprised by Yang Jian's approach, and she felt that it was very reasonable for Yang Jian to drive directly into it.

Yang Jian replied coldly: "I'm afraid you don't have any misunderstanding about me, I don't like to cause trouble." ”

Don't like to cause trouble?

Li Yao glanced at him, as if he didn't believe what he said.

"You wait for me downstairs, I'll get something and I'll be back. Yang Jian said.

"Is there something you don't want me to see, or do you have a beautiful woman hiding here?" Li Yao said with a smile.

Yang Jian said, "There are some things that ordinary people know less and less, and there is no benefit, Mr. Fei just confuses the boundary between ghost handlers and ordinary people, so there is such an end today, you should take it as a warning." ”

"Are you warning me, or are you caring about me? I think you're caring about me, you don't admit it, but I'm sure. Li Yao blinked.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but walked directly into the corridor.

He followed the elevator to the eleventh floor of the building, and soon he came to the door of a room with the house number 1101.

He didn't have the key to the door, but that didn't get in the way.

Yang Jian just pushed it casually, and the extremely strong security door immediately fell to the ground with a bang, and he didn't use so much force at all.

Walk into the room and turn on the lights.

It's empty, there's no extra furniture, no signs of anyone living in it, everything looks like it has just been renovated, and the smell of new houses still lingers in the air.

Yang Jian came to one of the rooms.

This should be the study.

There are stacks of folders neatly placed on the bookshelves in the study, all of which have labels, and the names of people are written on the labels, which should be the personal information of the ghost riders in the circle of friends, and the information here must be a little more detailed than what Li Yao collected.

"Huh?"

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he suddenly noticed a glass box next to the bookshelf.

Inside the box is a rag doll made of old rags and black hair, this rag doll seems out of place with the environment here, smelly and dirty, I don't know why the owner specially prepared a tempered glass box to put it in a conspicuous place.

"I didn't expect that there would be an unexpected gain, this is the kind of substitute death doll that Shen Liang gave me last time, which can avoid the attack of ghosts, I really didn't expect that Mr. Fei, who is an ordinary person, still has the ability to get such a thing, but although this thing is precious, it seems to be of little use to him, and can only be used as a collection. ”

Yang Jian walked over and took this thing directly.

Although he has a lot of resources in his hands so far, the more life-saving things he has, the better.

Although there was an unexpected joy, Yang Jian did not forget his business and began to look through the archives of these characters.

Considering the problem of time, Yang Jian preferred the information of He Tianxiong and Jiang Shangbai, and in addition, Fang Shiming, who was considered the most threatening by Li Yao, was also one of the key targets.

"Interesting guy, although it's a bit troublesome, it shouldn't be difficult to kill, after all, it's just two ghosts. Soon, Yang Jian looked at the information of He Tianxiong in his hand, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Mr. Fei's information is indeed very valuable, and it records the information of the ghosts.

After reading this information, Yang Jian first picked up the information called Fang Shiming.

He is more interested in this character who can be compared to Ye Zhen.

As soon as the folder opened, a photo fell to the ground.

Yang Jian squatted down and picked it up, and when he looked at it, his face suddenly froze.

The photograph is a pair of rusty, seemingly dirt-digging scissors with a dense patch of black hair wrapped around the handle, which is attached to the scalp and has a disgusting black flesh.

"Ghost Scissors"

Next to the photograph are these three words written with a pen.

"Why do people in the circle of friends have this?" Yang Jian stared at the photo with a dead eye.

Because he instinctively noticed that this thing seemed to be a type of thing with the coffin nail and the firewood knife in the hand of the male corpse in the Caesar Hotel, not a modern artifact, but a strange thing left over from the Republic of China, and these things all possessed very terrifying abilities.

Yang Jian once suspected that these things were made by the top ghost riders in the Republic of China period with the power of powerful ghosts.

Of course, the possibility that these things themselves are ghosts cannot be ruled out.

"The photo and Fang Shiming's file are put together, which means that this thing is most likely in Fang Shiming's hands. Yang Jian frowned and thought: "Then what is the ability of this ghost scissors?"

looked through the information, but found that Fang Shiming's information was vacant.

There are only some speculations written down by Mr. Fei.

"Confirmed to have ghost scissors, suspected to have a ghost domain, extremely dangerous......"

It seems that Mr. Fei has not been able to gather this information. Yang Jian slowly closed the file, and a shadow was inexplicably cast in his heart.

This shadow does not come from this incomplete Fang Shiming, but from this photo of ghost scissors.

And just when Yang Jian was checking the information.

Li Yao, who was waiting downstairs in the community, was already impatient, she complained a little, and felt that it was a very bad behavior for Yang Jian to leave such a big beauty here to blow the cold wind.

If it was someone else, Li Yao would have turned around and left, and he wouldn't have stood here like a fool at all.

But who made him Yang Jian, he loved this man deeply.

But just when Li Yao was waiting, he suddenly saw a lot of residents downstairs in the community, and at the same time, the security guards of the community were rushing over here, these people seemed to be walking towards a place, and after a while, a circle of people surrounded a place in front of him.

"Huh?"

Li Yao sighed lightly and came over with the curiosity to see the excitement.

As soon as he passed, he saw a female occupant covering her mouth and turning her head away, then bending down and throwing up near the green belt.

It seems that what you are looking at in front of you is disgusting and unacceptable.

As soon as Li Yao walked over, he saw a young security guard with a trembling palm and took out his mobile phone as if to report the crime, his face was a little panicked, and a little fear was spreading.

The onlookers were silent and didn't say a word, and the atmosphere was extremely heavy.

When Li Yao found a vacancy and went up, her face changed instantly.

It was a huge oil painting, I don't know who discarded it on the side of the road, but what made people feel oozing was that the outside of this oil painting revealed half of the corpse, the corpse presented a kneeling posture, the stiff and white hands grabbed the position of the frame, the legs were even more bloody and blurred, there were scratches left everywhere, and one of the cuts was even more alive to tear the thighs, and even the white bones inside could be seen.

The wounds appear to have been left by the corpse's frantic struggles before it died.

But that's not the most important thing, the weirdest thing is that the corpse's head is missing.

The neck and the oil painting fit tightly together, leaving no gaps, as if the whole head was sunk into the oil painting, but there was nothing behind the thin layer of oil painting, just an old wooden board.

"This, this is a paranormal event...... It has something to do with paintings, could it be a ghost painting?" Li Yao's head was buzzing, and she felt chills all over her body, and she couldn't help but shiver.

"What are you kidding, the ghost painting appeared in the city. ”

Li Yao's beautiful face was extremely ugly at the moment, and her body couldn't help but retreat in fright, subconsciously wanting to stay away from this terrible oil painting.

But the other onlookers didn't realize the horror behind this strange thing, although this scene was very scary, but there were still a lot of brave onlookers, some individual alternatives even picked up their mobile phones to take pictures, of course, there were also timid frightened people who quickly pulled their friends away.

Just when Li Yao was about to turn around and flee after retreating.

But in her eyes, she saw the corpse lying in front of the oil painting suddenly move, and then seemed to come back to life and began to stand up slowly.

Moment.

Li Yao's fear climbed to the extreme, as an assistant in the Ping An Building, she had learned about supernatural events, not those ignorant and fearless residents.

"Ahh

A scream sounded from her mouth, and she shouted hoarsely, "Yang Jian~!"