"That's good." Jiang Yan smiled.

In this strange era, she also longs for more acquaintances around her.

Being alone is too lonely. If you can be with some familiar people, then you won't be so lonely.

On the second day.

Yang Jian was preparing to leave Guanjiang Community.

He has no reason to stay here now. This dilapidated community will soon disappear with the passing of those old people.

But before leaving, he still had something to do.

"You guys wait for me at the door. I'll go in and have a few words with Wang Shanshan." Yang Jian came to the small temple.

"good."

Jiang Yan and Liu Xiaoyu nodded, and they were waiting at the door with their suitcases.

"Yang Jian." Suddenly, Liu Xiaoyu spoke at this time: "If Wang Shanshan is willing, come with us. She has stayed here all her life and should go and see the outside world."

"I know." Yang Jian didn't look back and walked straight into the small temple.

Inside the temple.

Wang Shanshan was still wearing the white dress as before, and she was wiping the golden statue at the moment.

Although the statue was lifted up again, it had deformed and could not return to its previous appearance.

"You didn't come to yesterday's funeral." Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan did not stop moving and was still wiping the blood on the statue. She said: "Awei is already dead, what will happen if I go? I have lived with him in this community for sixty years, and that last scene is not missing.

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"What are your plans for the future?" Yang Jian asked.

Wang Shanshan was stunned for a moment.

Yes, what else can you do in the future?

She sent away her parents Wang Bin and Wang Haiyan very early, and now Ah Wei is also dead, and there are not many acquaintances left in this community.

"I have been staying here because I have a thought here. If I leave here, I have nowhere to go." Wang Shanshan continued to wipe the statue.

"You can come with me and take you to see the new future." Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan turned around now with a very cold expression: "Actually, I have been thinking about a problem these past few days."

"What's the problem?" Yang Jian asked slightly curiously.

"Are you Yang Jian?" Wang Shanshan's cold face showed a bit of suspicion.

Yang Jian's expression changed slightly and he said: "Why do you have such an idea? Do you think I am fake and a fierce ghost?"

"You didn't show up when I called Yang Jian that day, and you also said that human skin can't tell lies. Do you still remember what the first sentence was when the human skin was in your hand?" Wang Shanshan said calmly.

said.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Yang Jian immediately said: "Of course you remember, the first sentence on the human skin paper is: My name is Yang Jian. When you see this sentence, I have already

died......"

"But that's not important. Supernatural powers are always full of uncertainty. You can't deny my existence just because of a name or a sentence on the human skin. Maybe this is also a trap laid by the human skin."

"It's not important to others, but it's very important to me. I've been waiting for an answer all my life. No matter what the result is, I hope the answer is true, not false." Wang Shanshan said: "Actually, I

There is the simplest and most direct way to find out whether you are Yang Jian, do you want to give it a try?"

Yang Jian frowned slightly: "What method?"

Wang Shanshan washed the rag in her hand, and then continued to wipe the golden statue. She said, "If I asked you to kill me, would you do it?"

"Why do you say that?" Yang Jian looked at her and asked.

A smile appeared on Wang Shanshan's fair face at this moment: "If it were Yang Jian, he would definitely not take action, right?"

"Of course, I won't kill you." Yang Jian said seriously.

"I believe what you said." Wang Shanshan nodded slightly: "Of course it is impossible for Yang Jian to kill me, but if it is a ghost boy, that is not necessarily the case. It will obey my orders, even if it means letting it kill me.

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"So you think I am a ghost boy, not Yang Jian?" Yang Jian asked.

Wang Shanshan put down the rag in her hand, looked at the cleaned golden statue in front of her, then turned around and said: "I feel a familiar breath on your body. Don't forget, I stayed with the ghost boy."

For the longest time, I will never forget that kind of smell."

"If you are not Yang Jian, then I must die, because a perfect god cannot leave any flaws. This is Yang Jian's lifelong hard work, and there can be no flaws because of my existence."

"If you are really Yang Jian, please forgive me for this temptation of distrust."

"Don't do this, test me with your own life. This will be cruel to both you and me." Yang Jian warned very sincerely.

Wang Shanshan ignored Yang Jian's advice, but walked over with a smile, and finally stopped in front of him.

"Tell me, what is your real name now."

"The name that reporter He Feng got from Liu Xiaoyu is...Yang Jian." Yang Jian said.

Wang Shanshan looked at him deeply and said: "Yang Jian, if I die, please fulfill Yang Jian's dream, become a perfect god in this world, and completely end this supernatural era."

"But now, I hope you will kill me and bury my body under this small temple together with the golden statue."

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Seven minutes later.

Yang Jian walked out of the small temple alone.

Liu Xiaoyu and Jiang Yan have been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Yang Jian, where is Wang Shanshan? Does she agree to leave with us?" Jiang Yan asked.

"She wants to stay here." Yang Jian did not stop, but continued to walk forward.

The two men followed hurriedly.

"Yang Jian, what are we going to do after we leave here?" Liu Xiaoyu asked.

Yang Jian stopped for a moment, then looked back and said, "Go and end the supernatural era once and for all."

The figures of the three people gradually moved away, until golden light flashed by, and their figures disappeared again.
Chapter completed!