The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 242 The Arrival of Yang Jian
Seeing the anxious look of the group of people, Zhao Yi walked back to the interior of the ancient house.

Next, it was time to consider the matter of the funeral. It was inevitable that he would appear in the old house and meet this group of people outside.

This time, it is not easy to leave, and the help of the people outside is needed.

Walking into the back hall of the ancient house, Zhao Yi looked at Zhang Dong, who was sitting on a grand master's chair and had completely lost his movement, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

As strong as Zhang Dong could not escape the fate of death in the end, is there really a way for him to live forever?

Zhao Yi sat on a chair opposite Zhang Dong, one person and one corpse sitting opposite each other, as if hiding some kind of deep meaning.

"Tap Tap"

Along with waiting, footsteps gradually appeared outside the door.

At this moment, Yang Jian took the lead with a cracked spear in his hand, and he was the first to step into this ancient house.

The thick bluestone brick floor is covered with a layer of dust, and it seems that no one has lived there for a long time.

He opened his ghostly eyes subconsciously, peering around to ensure his own safety.

However, the sight of ghost eyes was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

Many people followed him, Li Yang, Brother Qin, Xiao Bin, Liu He, some unknown ghost masters or messengers, and a woman holding a balloon.

Liu Qingqing who was possessed by Zhang Youhong's consciousness is not among them at the moment.

"There is no danger at the moment." Yang Jian was still advancing, he was very cautious, observing his surroundings.

"It's a very exquisite old house. It's relatively well preserved. It's worth a little money if you put it outside." A ghost master named Zhou Deng looked at the old house and was still assessing its value.

"Are you sure you want to go in directly? I feel this place is very dangerous." Brother Qin looked at the old house with great caution.

"Of course we have to go in. We are here to deliver the letter. How can we finish it if we don't go in?"

Yang Jian pushed open the door of the ancient house, and a mysterious place that had been dusty for a long time appeared in front of everyone.

"Team Yang, look quickly. There are still footprints here. It looks like someone walked here just now." Liu He looked at the ground, where there were several footprints left by trampling on the ground.

"Perhaps the person who sent the letter this time died not long ago. It is also possible that this is the footprint left by him." Li Yang couldn't help but said when recalling the experience of delivering the letter for the first time in Dahai City.

The second time they delivered the letter, it happened to be when the recipient died and was holding a funeral.

For this reason, Yang Jian also had a big battle with Ye Zhen, and Ye Zhen successfully changed from the second in the world to the third in the world in that battle.

"Let's go and go in." Yang Jian stared at the footprints for a while, but didn't stay for too long, and walked directly into the ancient house.

"Tap Tat Tat" The footsteps of a group of people trampling on the ground continued to sound.

Zhao Yi sat on the chair, his expression didn't change much, he didn't even get up, he just turned his back to the direction of the front hall.

Soon, the footsteps of a group of people appeared in the lobby. When Yang Jian looked at the lobby, his face suddenly became gloomy, and the split spear in his hand shook involuntarily.

There were actually two people sitting in the middle of the lobby.

Hearing the sound of footsteps entering the lobby, Zhao Yi raised his head and turned to look behind him.

"It's you!" Xiaobin exclaimed, he was very impressed with the person in front of him, not only him, there was no one in Brother Qin's trio who didn't pay attention to this person.

"Yang Jian? And the guys you three met in Guimeng."

The expression on Zhao Yi's face didn't change much, it still looked very calm, even giving people a cold feeling.

This was the cold aura instinctively emanating from him after he became a different kind. If he hadn't turned his head around on his own initiative, Yang Jian and the others would have thought he was a corpse.

"Why did you appear here?" Yang Jian's eyes were cold, and he looked at Zhao Yi full of doubts.

"I should ask you this. I came first, and you are the latecomers. It's fine if you don't explain it to me, but do you want me to explain it to you?"

Zhao Yi's tone didn't change much, but the words he said caused the expressions of everyone behind Yang Jian to change one after another.

"Who is this guy? He dared to talk to Yang Jian like that. It seems that something will happen again." A ghost master who didn't care much about the situation outside asked the people around him.

After all, after the incident in Dajing City, Zhao Yi has rarely appeared in the public's field of vision. Some time ago, there were even ghost masters who dared to come to his jurisdiction privately.

These people have been staying in the bus, and it is normal for them not to know him.

"This person looks familiar. He should be the ghost master from the headquarters, and he should know someone from Yang Jian's posture." Someone looked at this side and frowned.

Yang Jian had just shown his strength when he was on the bus, otherwise they wouldn't have lived so peacefully.

"We came here to deliver the letter for some reason." It was Brother Qin who took the initiative to explain.

During this period of time, he sent letters with Yang Jian. He knew Yang Jian's strength very well, so he didn't want Zhao Yi and Yang Jian to have a direct conflict.

"Send the letter? To whom? To me?" Zhao Yi looked at Brother Qin and asked casually.

"Of course it was given to the owner here. Now that we have explained our purpose, let's talk about why you are here."

Seeing that Brother Qin and the others were about to reveal the purpose of themselves and others because of Zhao Yi's questioning like teasing a child, Yang Jian took the initiative to interrupt him.

Although he already knew that Brother Qin and the others were from Xiaojiang City, in his opinion, Brother Qin and the others were from his side, not Zhao Yi, the person in charge of Xiaojiang City.

Here I have to say that a ghost driver like this who is upright, responsible, and not afraid of death is a favorite no matter where he is.

"As for me, it's very simple. I'm here to attend the funeral." Zhao Yi waved his hand and sat on the chair without any change in expression.

At this time, a ghost master came to a chair beside Zhao Yi and was about to sit down.

"What are you doing? Don't die, just sit on this chair casually, be careful to trigger the ghost's killing pattern, or break the balance here."

Beside him, a ghost master named Fan Xing grabbed him in time.

"But isn't he sitting here too?" The man pointed at Zhao Yi and said, his eyes revealed puzzlement.

"Look at Yang Jian's reaction for yourself. Yang Jian, who kills people at the slightest disagreement, doesn't dare to act rashly in front of the opponent. Are you sure you can do what he can do?"

"Don't forget the driver's seat on the bus, do you dare to take it?" Fan Xing looked at the other person with a look of foolishness.

"Funeral? You mean the old man in front of you?" Yang Jian looked at the chair opposite Zhao Yi.

Sitting here is the corpse of an old man. It is tall, but it looks very thin. The dark brown skin on its body is loose and drooping, with corpse spots. It seems that it has just died not long ago, and the corpse is still very fresh.

(End of this chapter)