"The box itself is not special, just a very ordinary wooden box, and it is not made of gold...... It doesn't matter if it was too poor at that time, the conditions did not allow it, or if the things inside were not very threatening. ”

Yang Jian looked at the wooden box buried under the silt in his hand and thought slightly.

There's no doubt that this thing is weird.

But there was no supernatural incident, which feels a bit incredible.

I want to open it and take a look, but I'm a little worried that my behavior will upset some kind of balance and bring some unforeseen consequences.

After all, looking at things is buried deeply, and it should belong to the kind of existence that doesn't want to be discovered.

"But the digging has been dug out, and if you don't open it and take a look, I'm afraid it will be very unwilling. Yang Jian said secretly in his heart.

He looked left and right.

There was no one around here.

But for the sake of safety, he took this wooden box along the field, away from the countryside, if there was really something wrong with this thing, and a supernatural event broke out, it could not break out near the village, at least he had to leave a relatively safe location, you must know that the people in the village were his relatives and friends.

Even if the relationship is not good, it cannot be irresponsible.

Yang Jian just walked around.

What he didn't notice was that the figure reflected in the pond paused, and did not make any movement in the first second, but maintained the same posture as Yang Jian, and peeped at him with a strange look in his eyes.

The next second later, the figure under the pond moved.

Every time you pass by a puddle, you can see the figure that follows Yang Jian closely.

Take a look, there is nothing strange about this reflection, but if you look closely, this is not Yang Jian's own reflection at all, but more like some incomprehensible spirit is quietly following.

Since when did it start.

It started after Yang Jian took the wooden box.

This reflection is very strange, it will only appear in places where there is stagnant water, and this strange reflection will not appear if there is no passing by the place where stagnant water appears, and perhaps because of this, Yang Jian, who walked along the way, did not notice this subtle change, and his attention was attracted by the wooden box.

Soon.

Yang Jian stopped and came to a wide field.

The surroundings are already far from the village.

At this time, he opened the wooden box in his hand with a solemn face.

As soon as it opens.

A fishy smell came out, the smell of sludge and sewage mixed together.

Wait until the sludge is cleared and the sewage is dispersed.

Yang Jian's face changed suddenly, this wooden box contained two miserable white human legs, yes, he was not mistaken, it was indeed two miserable white human legs, these legs had been soaked in water for more than ten years and had not rotted, nor was there any damage, and the mutilated places were as if they had been sawed off yesterday.

The only thing that is more reasonable is that the blood on the human leg has already flowed out, and the flesh and blood are soaked white, but there is no swelling.

An extraordinarily cold feeling came from the pale legs, making people's hairs stand on end in broad daylight.

"Smack. ”

Soon.

Yang Jian came back to his senses and immediately closed the wooden box, not wanting this thing to continue to be exposed, because he had a vague uneasiness.

"These are not normal people's legs, but they are definitely not the dismembered legs of the ghost...... It's somewhere between a human and a ghost, but it's not quite like the legs of a ghost rider, and if it were a ghost rider, the legs would never have been so perfect, and even if my body was controlled by a headless ghost, my body would still rot. ”

"But it's not the legs of ghosts, because real ghosts, even some of their limbs, are enough to revive and cause a supernatural event. ”

"Superior to the Ghost Rider, but not yet to the level of a truly powerful ghost, this is something in between, it's like ..... An outlier. ”

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

The owner of these legs is definitely an extraordinary guy, and he guesses that this person is suspected to have perfectly controlled the ghost, not only eliminating the impact of the ghost's recovery, but also getting rid of the ghost's erosion of himself.

"My father buried these legs here when he was alive, that is to say, this thing can be traced back to a further era, can it be said that it has anything to do with the Republic of China period?"

Come to think of it.

Yang Jian immediately took the wooden box and quickly returned to the village.

He first went to the car and found the body bag, and put the box containing the white dead man's legs in it, plus a layer of insurance to ensure that there would be no accidents or problems along the way.

Then he looked in the other direction of the village.

It was the west side of the village.

A dense forest can be seen in the distance.

"Go check it out. Yang Jian hurriedly rushed over with the body bag.

The forest in the west of the village is a sand forest in the words of the locals, he is not a plant expert, and he does not know much about the varieties of trees, only that this kind of tree grows very tall, and is very good at dropping leaves, which are needle-shaped, and will be a little prickly after people walk on the ground.

As soon as you walk into this forest, the surrounding light instantly dims, the trees planted more than ten years ago are relatively dense, and now when they grow up, the space in the forest is extremely narrow, and the view is seriously blocked.

Obviously, he didn't walk in much, and Yang Jian felt a little disoriented, because he couldn't see the sky here, he couldn't see the outside, and everything was blocked.

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

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

The only thing that is unbearable is this claustrophobic environment, and ordinary people will probably scare themselves to death if they stay here for a day or two.

It's quiet, it's secretive, and you can vaguely see a lot of mounds around.

It was a very old grave left after the previous rural burial, and some of the tombstones were gone.

The woods are not particularly large.

Yang Jian walked among them alone, trying to find a trace, he was carrying a body bag in his hand, and the things he had just salvaged from the pond were carried with him, because he was afraid that someone would secretly open them if he put them somewhere.

"My father used to have dogs here, and he had a lot of them, what did he do with dogs? No, it shouldn't be right, before the fish pond just got some fish fry and threw them in to hide the box, but this forest is obviously not like this. ”

As he pondered, he soon spotted a trace of what remained in the woods.

A chalet.

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

It can be seen that someone has lived in this small cabin before, otherwise they would not have deliberately built such a thing here, you must know that there is a road in Keli Village here, and normal people will not stay here at all.

Yang Jian walked over.

The wooden door of the wooden house had disappeared, and it was unknown whether it had been taken away or stuck in the leaves at his feet.

Once inside, there is very little space inside.

It's only enough to put a single bed, and there isn't much room for movement.

Yang Jian took a casual look and found that there was nothing in this wooden house, after all, too many years have passed, and any trace will be erased.

But if he guessed correctly, it was supposed to have been built by his father when he had a dog in the woods.

"My father was so different from him, he built a log cabin in the woods near the cemetery and raised his dogs...... No matter how you look at this kind of behavior, it is very abnormal, sure enough, his death is the same as what Qin Lao said, involving supernatural events, and even my father came into contact with the supernatural circle very early. ”

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

At that early age, the supernatural already existed.

In other words, the resurgence of the ghost is definitely not only now, but has been there for a long time, but it was not serious enough in the past, and the impact was not big enough, so it was well concealed.

"You can't see anything in this wood, you have to use the ghost domain, and only by using the ghost domain can you find some traces as soon as possible. ”

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Jian opened the ghost domain again without any hesitation.

Moment.

The woods were shrouded in red light, and an eerie aura covered the 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.

These were bones buried in the ground, and he had transferred them from the Ghost Domain.

Not human bones, but dog bones.

It looks like there are at least dozens of dogs, and they are all about the same size, all of them are large and robust dogs.

"The relative said that my father had a dog here and then disappeared overnight..... Not sold, but killed. ”

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly.

Being able to kill so many dogs overnight must not be a normal means.

But what he didn't understand was, what did the father do when he killed so many dogs?

Venting murderous intent?

Or try out the power of the ghost?

Or maybe these dogs have some special uses......

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

Soon.

He'd found something in the Ghost Domain.

A wooden box buried in the ground, it looks like an honest kind, and there are some residual red paint on it, I don't know if it's the dowry box when my parents got married, I heard my mother mention it before, the box at home is gone, I don't know where it went.

Feelings are here.

Soon.

This box appeared in front of Yang Jian.

He didn't take back the ghost domain, but directly and selectively opened the box.

Immediately, his eyes froze.

A mutilated corpse.

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

"It's with my feet before. Yang Jian's face changed.

This should be a sentence that the whole body was divided and then stored separately.

Then the legs are there, the body is there, and there is only one head left.

Yang Jian immediately shifted his gaze to the temple at the back of the village.

The third suspicious place left by the father.

If I'm not mistaken, the head is there.

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

There must have been a reason for the separation of the corpses in the first place, maybe my father had made a great effort to do this, and now if he spliced it back at will, he might be able to revive a terrible ghost.

"Anyway, let's go to the third place first, this corpse can't be moved for the time being. ”

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

He came to the third place.

That little temple.

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

She got up early and sat in the doorway to bask in the sun, muttering not knowing what she was muttering.

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

He's here to run errands, not to talk to the old man.

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

I don't know what kind of god Yang Jian is, anyway, it's the kind that I can't recognize, it shouldn't be a very famous immortal.

The temple is very deserted, and there are few people here in normal times, and there are people who burn incense only on certain days.

"There's something hidden in the idol. ”

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

It was as if the two idols were peeking at themselves in the dark, giving people a very uncomfortable feeling.

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

The instinct of being a ghost rider.