Mysterious Recovery Chapter 690

"This box itself is not special, it's just a very ordinary wooden box, and it didn't use gold material... Was it too poor at that time and the conditions were not allowed, or the contents inside were not very threatening, so It doesn't matter."

Yang Jian looked at the wooden box buried under the silt in his hand, thinking slightly.

There is no doubt that this thing is weird.

But there was no supernatural incident, which felt a little weird.

I want to open it and take a look, but I am a little worried that my behavior will break a certain balance and bring some unforeseen consequences.

After all, looking at something is deeply buried, it should belong to the kind of existence that does not want to be discovered.

"But I dug it all out, if I don't open it, I'm afraid I will be very unwilling." Yang Jian secretly said in his heart.

He looked around.

There is no one near here.

But for the sake of safety, he took this wooden box along the field and far away from the countryside. If this thing is really problematic and a spiritual event erupts, it cannot erupt near the village. At least he has to leave a relatively safe location. I know that the people in the village are all his relatives and friends.

Even if the relationship is not good, you can't be irresponsible.

Yang Jian just walked around.

What he didn't notice was that the figure reflected in the pond paused for a while. In the first second, there was no movement. It just maintained the same posture as Yang Jian, peering with a strange expression in his eyes. he.

After the next second, the figure under the pond started to move.

Every time you pass a puddle, you can see the figure next to Yang Jian.

At first glance, this reflection is nothing strange, but when you look closely, it is not Yang Jian's own reflection at all, it is more like an incomprehensible spirit is quietly following.

When did it start.

It started after Yang Jian took away the wooden box.

This reflection is very strange. It only appears in places with stagnant water. If you don't pass by a place with stagnant water, this kind of weird reflection will not appear. Perhaps because of this, Yang Jian, who walked along the way, didn't notice it. This kind of subtle change, his attention was attracted by the wooden box.

soon.

Yang Jian stopped and came to a wide field.

The surroundings are already far away from the village.

At this time, he looked solemnly and opened the wooden box in his hand.

Once opened.

A fishy smell came out, it was the smell of silt and sewage mixed together.

Wait until the silt is cleared and the sewage disperses.

Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed. The wooden box contained two pale human legs. Yes, he was not mistaken. It was indeed two pale human legs. These legs were soaked in the water. In the past few years, there hasn't been any decay, nor any damage. The incomplete place is almost as if it was sawn off yesterday.

The only thing that is more reasonable is that the blood of the human legs has run out early, and the flesh and blood are soaked and white, but there is no swelling.

A feeling of extraordinarily coldness came from these pale human legs, and people couldn't help standing upright in broad daylight.

"Pattern."

soon.

Yang Jian came back to his senses and immediately covered the wooden box, not wanting to let this thing continue to be exposed, because he was vaguely uneasy.

"These are not the legs of a normal person, but they are definitely not the legs dismembered from Li Gui's body... it's between the human and the ghost, but it doesn't look like the legs of a ghost master. It would be impossible for the legs of a ghost master to maintain such perfection. Even if my body is controlled by a headless ghost, my body will still rot."

"But it's not the legs of a ghost, because a real ghost, even a part of its limbs, is enough to recover and cause a spiritual event."

"It's better than the ghost master, but it hasn't reached the level of real ghosts. This is the existence between the two, it's just like... a kind of alien."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and such an amazing conjecture appeared in his heart.

The owner of this pair of legs is definitely an extraordinary guy. He guessed that this person had successfully controlled the ghost, not only eliminated the influence of the ghost's recovery, but also got rid of the ghost's erosion of himself.

"My father buried these legs here when he was alive. In other words, this thing can be traced back to a more distant age. Could it be that it has something to do with the period of the Republic of China?"

Thought of this.

Yang Jian immediately returned to the village with the wooden box.

He first found the body bag in the car, put the box with the pale dead legs hidden in it, and added a layer of insurance to ensure that there would be no accidents or problems in the middle.

Then he looked in another direction of the village.

That is the west side of the village.

A dense forest can be vaguely seen in the distance.

"Go and see." Yang Jian hurried over with the body bag.

The forest in the west of the village is a sandy forest in the words of a local. He is not a plant expert. He doesn't know much about the species of trees. He only knows that this kind of tree grows very high, and it is very likely to drop leaves. The leaves are needle-shaped. , After falling on the ground, people will be a bit stingy after walking.

As soon as I walked into the woods, the surrounding light instantly dimmed. The trees planted more than a decade ago were denser. Now that they grow up, the space in the woods is extremely narrow, and the line of sight is also severely blocked.

It wasn't much before Yang Jian walked in, and Yang Jian felt a little disoriented, because there was no sky or outside, everything was blocked.

The ground is covered with a thick layer of fallen leaves, stepping on it is like stepping on a thick carpet.

There are no weeds or shrubs around, so it looks clean and tidy.

The only thing that makes people intolerable is this kind of claustrophobic environment. If the average person stays here for a day or two, they will probably scare themselves to death.

Quiet and secretive, many graves can still be seen faintly around.

It was left over from the old rural burial. It is a very old tomb, and some of the tombstones are gone.

The woods are not particularly big.

Yang Jian walked in it alone, trying to find a trace. He carried a body bag in his hand, and carried the things he had just salvaged from the pond with him, because he was worried that it would be opened secretly if it was placed somewhere.

"My father actually raised dogs here before? And he has a lot of them. What does he do with dogs? No, it should be wrong. Before, he just got some fry in the fish pond and threw it in. It can also be said to cover people's eyes and ears in order to bury this box. , But this forest is obviously not like this."

When he was thinking, he quickly found a trace in the woods.

A small wooden house.

The roof of the wooden house was rotten, leaving only a rough outline.

It can be seen that some people have lived in this small wooden house before, otherwise they would not deliberately build such a thing here. You must know that there is a road in the village of Keli, and normal people will not stay here.

Yang Jian walked over.

The wooden door of the wooden house has disappeared. I don't know if it was taken away or blocked by the leaves at the foot.

The space inside is very small after walking in.

There is only enough space for a single bed, and there is not much room for activities.

Yang Jian took a casual look and found that there was nothing in this wooden house. After all, too many years had passed, and all traces would be erased.

But he should have guessed correctly, this should have been built by his father when he was raising a dog in this woods.

"My father is really different. He built a small wooden house to raise a dog in the woods near the cemetery... How do you think this behavior is very abnormal? Sure enough, his death was the same as Old Qin said. Involved in supernatural events, even my father was in contact with supernatural circles very early."

Yang Jian calculated the time, it was probably fifteen years ago.

Spirituality already existed so early.

In other words, the recovery of the ghost is definitely not happening now, but it happened very early. It's just that the previous times were not serious enough and the impact was not big enough, so it was well concealed.

"You can't see anything in the woods. You must use the ghost domain. Only by using the ghost domain can you find some traces as soon as possible."

After Yang Jian thought for a while, without any hesitation, he opened the ghost domain again.

moment.

The woods were shrouded in red light, and a strange atmosphere covered this area.

soon.

Yang Jian's face moved slightly, a thick leaf in front of him disappeared, and a pile of bones appeared in front of him.

This is a bone buried in the ground, which was transferred up by him using the ghost domain.

Not human bones, but dog bones.

Looks like at least dozens of them, and they are all about the same size, and they are all sturdy big dogs.

"The relative said that my father raised a dog here, and then disappeared overnight...not sold, but killed."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

It must not be a normal method to kill so many dogs overnight.

But what he didn't understand was, what did his father kill so many dogs for?

Vent killing intent?

Or try the abilities of ghosts?

Or, these dogs have some special uses...

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't think of any special use.

soon.

He found something in the ghost domain.

A wooden box buried in the ground looks like an honest one with some residual red paint on it. I don't know if it was a dowry box from when my parents got married. I heard my mom mentioned it before, but the box at home is gone, no. Know where it went.

Feelings are here.

soon.

This box appeared in front of Yang Jian.

He did not take back the ghost domain, but directly and selectively opened the box.

Immediately his eyes condensed.

A broken body.

No feet, no head, only upper body and arms.

"It's the same feet as before." Yang Jian's expression changed.

This should be a sentence of complete corpse being divided, and then stored separately.

Then there is the leg, the body is there, and only a head is left.

Yang Jian immediately turned his attention to the temple behind the village ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ the third suspicious place left by his father.

If you guessed correctly, your head is there.

"If you really have a head, what will happen to this corpse after you fight it back?" Yang Jian frowned, a little worried.

There must have been a reason for the separation of the corpse at the beginning. Perhaps my father had spent a lot of effort to achieve this. Now if I spliced ​​it back at will, he might resuscitate a terrible ghost.

"No matter what, go to the third place first. This corpse can't be moved temporarily."

Yang Jian found a place to put the box, and then left the forest.

He came to the third place.

That little temple.

There is an old woman in the village guarding the small temple. Yang Jian, a member of that family, didn't know. He had some impressions when he was a child. He didn't expect these years to pass and this old woman is still here.

She got up early, sat at the door and whispered the sun, muttering not knowing what she was talking about.

Yang Jian glanced at the old woman, didn't say much, and went straight into the temple.

He is here to do business, not to chat with the old man.

As soon as I entered the temple, I saw two tall statues on it.

Yang Jian didn't know what kind of gods, they were all unrecognizable ones, maybe they weren't some famous gods.

The temple is very deserted. Usually, few people come here. Only on certain days are there people who burn incense.

"There is something hidden in the idol."

Yang Jian swept slightly. Finally, his gaze stayed on the idol.

It seems that these two gods are peeping at themselves in secret, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

This feeling is relatively strong, so Yang Jian can directly judge the approximate position without even observing.

The instinct of being a ghost master.

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