Two community patrol cars were running on the clean and tidy oil-pooling road in Guanjiang Community.

"We are now here at the property A. The villa area on our left is the villa area, the villa area on the right is also the villa area, and the villa area in front is still the villa area... There are a total of villas in this area A. I don't know how many of them are. In short, there are a lot of them. There are no external sales yet. What? Several units have been sold, okay, and several units have been sold, but now it seems that maybe, no one has lived in it yet."

A manager stood in the seat in front of the patrol car and introduced to Yang Jian, Zhang Xiangui and others on the car.

"As a manager, does this introduction seem too amateur? My friend is watching it. Could you please be more professional?"

Zhang Wei looked at the manager, "Dad, can you fire him? I feel embarrassed to be such an amateur manager."

Zhang Xiangui pondered for a moment and said, "I'm afraid this won't work."

"Why? Are you not the leader here? No matter how you fire a person," said Zhang Wei. "You made me feel very unreserved in front of Brother Leg."

"Because he is your uncle." Zhang Xiangui coughed twice.

"I know, but if you don't say it, you will only lose your uncle's face alone. If you say it, you will lose our whole family's face." Zhang Wei said.

"..." Zhang Xiangui's face looked a little embarrassed.

Yang Jian sat in the car, observing left and right, trying to find something wrong.

But it's very calm.

"Continue to go forward, no need to introduce it, just circle around there and try to pass by every building. I will try to find out what is unusual here." He said.

"Okay, OK." Zhang Wei's uncle said a little embarrassedly.

The community is very large.

It was a bit beyond Yang Jian's estimate. If you rotated around at this speed, it would probably take one or two hours.

However, when I thought that 40% of such a large area belonged to me, I was still a little excited inside, and I felt like I was turning over and becoming a landlord.

"Brother Le, have you noticed anything?" After a while, Zhang Xiangui couldn't help asking.

Yang Jian shook his head: "It's normal. As far as possible, there are no supernatural events here. If so, I feel a little bit."

His ghost eyes can sense the ghosts around him.

Even if you don’t rely on ghost eyes, there are always some abnormalities in everything where supernatural events occur.

"From forward it is Area D, which is a property under construction. I hope the place where something happened is not there." Zhang Xiangui said.

"Why?" Yang Jian said.

Zhang Xiangui said: "The buildings built there are all high-rise buildings for sale as ordinary commercial housing. If there is a problem, if the property is given up, the loss will be huge."

Yang Jian looked up and saw that there were indeed rows of very dense high-rise buildings in front of him. Most of them had been built, and only one of the remaining projects was still continuing, but the work had been stopped and only some workers were maintaining the operation of the construction site normally.

When the car drives into this area.

Suddenly.

He felt a little and couldn't help looking at a deserted place full of weeds at the end of the community.

In that abandoned place there were some old buildings, dilapidated wooden houses, and some dirt houses that had just been pushed, but one of them was built with a blue brick, and the old-fashioned building with the style of the Republic of China attracted his attention.

"Mr. Zhang, what is that piece?" Yang Jian asked.

"This should be the land of President Qin, but I remember that it was a small village before, with not many people living there, only a dozen households. Later, President Qin demolished and resettled all the people to other places. This should be the rest that has not been demolished yet." Zhang Xiangui said.

"Driving the car over and taking a look." Yang Jian said.

Zhang Xiangui immediately frowned: "It's not that there is something wrong with that place."

Yang Jian said: "There is no problem with that place. It's the house. I think something is wrong."

He is talking about the old Republican style house.

The house is two-story high and all are built of blue bricks. The wood supporting the tiles on the top has rotted and collapsed. It is covered with weeds and moss. On the walls of the house, there are dense layers of crawling tigers. The leaves are dense and thick, and they grow very well. However, because they have not lived in it for a long time, the desolation and dilapidation around it adds a bit of gloom to this old Republic of China house.

"This house...is something wrong." Yang Jian closed his eyes and vaguely felt a sense of restlessness in the ghost eyes under his flesh.

And the closer you get, the stronger the feeling of uneasiness.

Zhang Xiangui said at this time: "I just asked the contractor under Mr. Qin. He said that the reason why this land was placed here was because the original owner of the house could not be found. Because of ownership, the place was abandoned there and construction had not started."

"Yes, that's the house."

He also pointed to the old house covered with creeping walls.

"Stop." Yang Jian suddenly said.

The car stopped immediately.

"Don't drive forward any more?" Zhang Xiangui said.

"There is no need, I'm afraid of any accidents when driving forward." Yang Jian said; "I want to know some information about this house, in any aspect."

At this moment, he could be completely sure.

This house is very unusual.

The anxiety of the ghost eyes became more and more obvious.

"Okay, I'll ask someone to inquire." Zhang Xiangui said.

He immediately asked his subordinates to look for the contractor and workers who were responsible for demolition of this place.

Yang Jian got out of the car at this moment, frowned, and looked at the building from afar.

He observed carefully.

Soon, I discovered a very strange place.

The house has no windows.

Yes.

There are no windows on the first floor or the second floor.

No.

It’s not that there was no, but that it was not built at all.

Yang Jian even went around for a while, and there was no window on the side of the house.

An old house without windows.

This is obviously very unreasonable.

Any house will have windows, which is the architectural style since ancient times.

Unless... the owner of the house was not planning to stay at all, but the specific reason for this is probably only known by the first owner of the house.

But that happened during the Republic of China.

It was impossible for Yang Jian to ask more than a hundred years ago.

"Looking for so long? That house is not a haunted house, right?" Jiang Yan walked over at this time, looked at it curiously, and then asked in a low voice.

"Eight out of ten." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes: "But if you want to be sure, you have to go and see it yourself."

"Don't look at me, I won't go with you." Jiang Yan shivered and immediately took several steps back.

Yang Jian said, "I didn't let you go, Zhang Wei, you have to go with me later."

Zhang Wei is the source, and there is a ghost around him. If he wants to solve the problem, he must be present.

"No problem." Zhang Wei gave a thumbs up.

At this time, Zhang Xiangui said, "I asked about the situation of this building. I didn't get much information. I contacted several local demolition households. I only knew that there was an old man living there more than 40 years ago. Later, the old man died of illness in the winter. It was a funeral that the village helped to hold. Then the house was locked up and abandoned."

"Have you lived in someone before?" Yang Jian was surprised.

"It's true. It's what the local demolition households said, so they shouldn't be wrong." Zhang Xiangui said.

Yang Jian said: "Does the old man have no relatives, children or the like?"

"It's been a bit long, and all the old people I knew about in the past have passed away. The details of the demolition households are not clear." Zhang Xiangui shook his head and said.

Many people still remember what happened more than 40 years ago and have not been forgotten.

But there is only one piece of information that can be traced back.
Chapter completed!