"I found it, I found it, I found an important clue. There are really ghosts in this world."
He Feng, who returned from a business trip to Dadong City, could not suppress his excitement as soon as he got home and shared this important news with his wife Zhou Mei.
He Feng's wife Zhou Mei is also a reporter. Of course she knows that her husband has been researching ghost stories and tracking down so-called supernatural events, so she is not surprised by this and just asked: "What did you find out? So
Excited."
"This time I interviewed an old man named Zhang Zhidong in a nursing home in Dadong City. The old man told me that he had seen real ghosts, and more than that. This time I had an unexpected gain. It turns out that in this world besides ghosts
In addition to ghosts, there is also a group of people who fight against powerful ghosts, and these people were called ghost masters sixty years ago."
"Look, this is my interview record."
He Feng took out the voice recorder, photos, and an old medical record from his bag.
Zhou Mei didn't take it seriously at first, but when she saw the evidence, her expression became much more solemn. She turned on the recorder and looked at the photos while listening.
"This is a photo of Zhang Zhidong's legs. He said that his legs were necrotic because he was infected with the supernatural. Here is a case. I have read it. It is not fake. He really had something in his head before.
He had a brain tumor. According to the test report the next day, the brain tumor mysteriously disappeared... Listen to his description."
As He Feng spoke, he took out his notebook and began to investigate impatiently: "In addition, I also found another clue, which is a name. According to Zhang Zhidong's description, that person is probably a special person who fights against the ghost. Then
It’s the existence known as the Ghost Controller.”
"What's that person's name? I'll help you investigate." Zhou Mei also became interested after reading the information.
This is big news, and if it were reported, it would probably cause an uproar.
It turns out that there is such an unknown scene hidden in this world.
"That person's name is Yang Jian." He Feng said.
"Yang Jian? Let me check."
Zhou Mei also immediately took out her computer and began to investigate.
The two of them were immersed in searching for various information on the Internet.
About half an hour.
"Found it, found some clues." Suddenly, Zhou Mei shouted.
He Feng immediately came over.
Zhou Mei pointed at the computer and said: "The name Yang Jian appears in a book written by a foreign writer. This book tells a bizarre story. The main content is that a city suddenly and mysteriously disappeared from the world.
, entered hell, and then people in the city began to be killed by evil spirits one after another. In the end, those who survived were successfully rescued with the help of a mysterious man."
"The lost city? The evil spirit? The mysterious man who saved them, Yang Jian... This story is similar to the one told by the old man named Zhang Zhidong." He Feng's eyes lit up.
"Look, at the end of this book there are illustrations hand-drawn by the author." Zhou Mei added.
He Feng looked at the illustration. Although it was a bit messy, it was extremely real.
Dead cities, deserted streets, and some strange figures wandering in dark areas.
"Is this picture also in this book?" He Feng suddenly pointed at the last page of colored pictures and asked.
The color painting on that page is an oil painting. The background of the oil painting is a dim city, but in the middle of the illustration stands a woman. This woman is wearing red clothes, her face is blurry, but her pair of exposed breasts are
The palms are exceptionally white.
The style of the oil painting is very weird, a bit of a mix of Chinese and foreign, and looks nondescript.
But if you look carefully, the woman in the painting looks particularly strange, as if she is staring at herself.
"This writer must know something. Maybe he also encountered supernatural events when he was young. Can he be found? I want to interview him," He Feng said.
"No, this foreign writer died when he was in his forties. The cause of death was suicide."
"Suicide?" He Feng felt very regretful: "It seems that the clues about this writer have been lost. Keep looking. I believe there must be other clues."
Zhou Mei nodded.
The two men continued to search for clues.
The name Yang Jian is not particularly common, so a lot of confusing information can be eliminated.
But the thing the two people were looking for was too old, and the previous news network would not save it at all, so it was very difficult.
until night.
Zhou Mei finally found another clue: "Husband, come and see, I have found an important clue."
"Here we come." He Feng had just come hurriedly carrying the prepared meal.
Zhou Mei took a bowl of rice and ate it immediately. Then she pointed at the screen and said, "This is an interview show. The interviewee is a professor from a famous school. This professor was a talented woman when he was young. Are you serious?"
listen."
In the video, the host is interviewing a female professor named Miao. Professor Miao looks to be in her seventies. Although she is very old, she has an elegant temperament, a kind person, and makes people feel very warm.
"As we all know, Professor Miao has written many books and created many beautiful poems throughout his life. I wonder which of Professor Miao's works is his favorite? Can you tell us about it?" the host asked.
Professor Miao smiled slightly, and then said with some recollection: "My favorite is the first book I published. If you are interested, you can take a look. I believe that book will benefit you a lot.
of."
“Everyone’s first impression is the first time, the first time they travel, the first time they watch a movie, the first time they fall in love. It seems that Professor Miao is no exception. He was most impressed by his first published book,” he said.
When it comes to love, we all know that Professor Miao was a famous and talented woman when she was young, and she was very beautiful, so we put our eyes on the screen, and what is displayed on it is Professor Miao's appearance when she was young."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The host on the video gestured at this time, and then a photo appeared on the screen.
It is a photo of a young woman. This woman looks sweet, gentle and pure. She is indeed a beauty.
"Then what we want to know is, Professor Miao is so good and there must have been many people following him when he was young. Why did he choose to remain single? Didn't Professor Miao have someone he liked when he was young?" the host asked.
Professor Miao paused, then smiled and said: "When I was young, I looked very average. I was not a beauty, and few people chased me. Like most young girls, I had a crush on me at that time. He was me.
We were junior high school classmates, and then we went to the same high school, and we were childhood sweethearts... Unfortunately, when the college entrance examination was approaching, something happened to that classmate, which forced him to drop out of school.
We rarely saw each other after that."
"Allow me to gossip for a moment. We want to know what kind of boy could make Professor Miao's heart flutter when he was young. Can you tell us in detail about Professor Miao's childhood sweetheart? It will also help our compatriots.
Learn from that unknown childhood sweetheart, how to make a beautiful and talented young girl fall in love with you, and you will never forget it even now." The host continued the interview.
"He is a very kind person who is willing to put himself in danger to save others. He is also a very capable person who can do things that ordinary people cannot do. At the same time, he is also a very generous person.
In a true sense, he regards money as dirt. The house I live in now was given to me by him..."
As Professor Miao spoke, his mouth was filled with words of praise and his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.
"Such an outstanding boy, no wonder Professor Miao can't forget it. Can you tell me this boy's name?" the host asked again.
"His name is very special. His name is...Yang Jian."
He Feng became excited again when he saw this: "Great, this Professor Miao knows that Yang Jian. As long as we can interview this Professor Miao, I believe many doubts can be solved. Check the information about this Professor Miao,
Such a well-known professor must have her profile online."
soon.
Zhou Mei found Professor Miao's information: "Professor Miao, real name Miao Xiaoshan, born... seventy-nine years old... studied at Dachang City No. 7 Middle School."
"Dachang City? It seems that the man named Yang Jian used to be a student in Dachang City. If he goes to Dachang City, he will definitely be able to investigate some things. But I have to go to the capital first. I want to interview Professor Miao. Wait for the interview.
After this is over, I will fly to Dachang City again, I believe I will find some big news this time."
"Without further ado, we'll book our flights and leave today."
the next day.
He Feng and Zhou Mei got on the plane bound for the capital.
After they got off the plane, they immediately started asking around for help and asked about Professor Miao. After a few days, they finally got something and found out where Professor Miao lived. Then they prepared to visit Professor Miao's house with gifts in hand.
"This community has a history of seventy or eighty years."
He Feng and Zhou Mei were walking in the community.
This community is lined with green trees, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and the old-fashioned buildings reveal a rich sense of history.
"I have to say that Professor Miao is really rich. Although this is not the central area of the city, he could own such a single-family villa in the capital sixty years ago. It can be said that he is either rich or expensive. Today,
That’s even worse, ordinary people can’t afford it even if they start working in Yuanmou.” He Feng said with emotion.
"Don't sigh, I figured it out. Professor Miao lives in the eighth villa here. It will be there soon." Zhou Mei said next to him.
The two walked for a while and soon arrived at Professor Miao's residence.
This is a relatively old European-style building. Although it is seventy or eighty years old, it is well maintained and does not look old. Moreover, the golden door is still as bright as ever after all this time and has not faded or aged at all.
, and I don’t know how to maintain it.
He Feng stepped forward and rang the doorbell.
Along with the clear ringing of the doorbell, footsteps soon came from inside.
After opening the door, there was a middle-aged woman of about fifty. She was wearing a simple and decent long skirt, and her temperament was elegant, which made people feel good about her.
"Who are you two looking for?" the middle-aged woman asked.
"I'm sorry for the unexpected visit. We are news reporters. We heard that this is Professor Miao's residence. We came here uninvited and wanted to give Professor Miao an interview. I wonder if Professor Miao is at home?" said Zhou Mei on the side.
The middle-aged woman said: "So that's it. It's unfortunate that you guys are here. Professor Miao is not at home. She went out recently and she probably won't be back in the next few days."
"What a coincidence? What a pity." He Feng suddenly felt a little disappointed.
"What kind of interview do you want to do? I am Professor Miao's niece. I know a little bit about Professor Miao. Maybe I can help you a little." The middle-aged woman said.
Zhou Mei said: "That's it. We want to ask Professor Miao to consult a person. That person's name is Yang Jian. Do you know anything about Yang Jian?"
"Yang Jian?"
Upon hearing this name, the middle-aged woman's expression immediately became serious: "Are you investigating the matter about Yang Jian?"
"Yes." He Feng nodded.
"You guys come in first." The middle-aged woman did not refuse this interview.
"Excuse me."
Two people walked into the villa.
Then they were shocked by the decoration in the villa.
The lights are bright and bright, and the walls and floors are golden, making the whole house look resplendent.
A sense of luxury comes over you.
He Feng looked around, very curious.
"Hello."
At this time, Zhou Mei carefully pulled him: "Look, the golden metal on it seems to be gold."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After speaking, she stretched out her wrist and showed off the golden bracelet.
I compared the color of the bracelet with the surrounding colors and found that they were exactly the same.
"Are you kidding me? Gold, how is this possible? Have you seen it wrong?" He Feng was shocked by his wife's thoughts, and immediately felt that it was impossible.
If all the yellow metal in this house is gold, how much gold would it take to fill such a large area?
And when gold is used for decoration, even if you have money, you can't waste it like this.
"I'm not wrong. I reached out and touched it just now. It felt exactly like gold." Zhou Mei whispered.
He Feng's heart trembled. He didn't think much about it and just suppressed the shock in his heart.
At the same time, his mind suddenly thought of the interview video yesterday.
This house was given to Miao Xiaoshan by the man named Yang Jian. Assuming that all the decorations here are gold, then such a precious house was given away so easily. How rich is Yang Jian?
Maybe that can't be done with just money, maybe it requires a special status.
If Yang Jian is really a ghost controller and has some special abilities, then it would not be surprising to have corresponding power and wealth.
It seems that I am very close to the truth.
He Feng couldn't help but feel excited inside.
"You two, please take a seat." The middle-aged woman asked them to sit down.
The two of them smiled a little restrainedly, feeling inexplicably a little stressed because they realized that Professor Miao might not be as simple as they thought.
The middle-aged woman poured a cup of tea for the two of them, then sat down and said slowly: "I don't know why you two want to investigate Yang Jian, but in our family, this name is a taboo.
You cannot shout at will, even if you say it, you must do so with great awe and respect."
"What's the reason for this? Yang Jian should be just a very common name, why is it taboo here? Can you tell us?" He Feng took out the recording pen and asked.
The middle-aged woman said: "This is a rule set by my aunt. All the older generations in our family strictly abide by this rule, but I don't know the specific reason. I only know that insincerity cannot be called a name."
Otherwise it will bring disaster."
"That's right." He Feng's expression changed.
He is now more and more curious about this person named Yang Jian. It is taboo for descendants who have come into contact with him to even call his name. This is too incredible.
"By the way, where did you hear this name? Can you tell me about it?" the middle-aged woman said.
"I interviewed an old man named Zhang Zhidong in Dadong City before..." He Feng told the previous events in detail.
After hearing this, the middle-aged woman said: "I see, you are investigating supernatural events, so you found out about this name. Please wait a moment, I will go get something."
Suddenly, she remembered something, stood up, turned and walked towards a large bookshelf in the living room.
After a while, she brought a book.
"This is the first book written by my aunt. You may be interested in the contents."
"Thank you." After He Feng took it, he took a look and saw four big words on the cover of the book: "The world is like a prison."
I glanced through it casually.
He saw this description.
"People in the world only know that red candles must be lit during happy events, but they don't know the origin of this. Candles are ghost fires. Burning red candles can ward off evil spirits and exorcise ghosts, ensuring a safe place."
"On the contrary, when paying homage to ancestors, white candles must be lit. White candles are unknown, and burning them will attract ghosts. People think that the souls of the dead can be summoned to enjoy the sacrifices and visit the descendants. However, this is very ridiculous. Ghosts are evil things.
A white candle attracting ghosts is the same as attracting fire and burning yourself."
He Feng flipped through a few more pages before he realized that this was a mythological novel with a strong supernatural atmosphere. It told the story of a mortal who cut off his seven emotions and six desires, survived five hardships and eight hardships, and finally became a god.
It looks like an inspirational novel, but it is actually a tragic novel.
Because the friends around the protagonist represent his seven emotions. With the death of those friends, he lost his seven emotions. Then he experienced one bizarre thing after another, and after each incident he lost a kind of emotion.
Desire, but the six desires in the book refer to love, money, power, greed, sex, and fame.
Then he went through all kinds of hardships, and although he saved the world in the end, he suddenly looked back and found nothing.
It is precisely having nothing that creates divinity that transcends mortals.
He Feng read it and became fascinated. He quickly saw the last page of the book.
On the last page, there is this line of text.
To me, this is an endless hell.
"This is the writer's final words."
He Feng looked at this line of text and felt Professor Miao's strong longing for someone when he was young. He also understood why this book called the world like a prison. It turned out that it was not only the protagonist who was in a hellish world, but also Professor Miao.
is also like this.
"If you like to read it, I'll give this book to you." The middle-aged woman said with a smile at this moment.
"This is not good." Zhou Mei was a little surprised.
The middle-aged woman said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a book, not valuable. This was published by Professor Miao at his own expense. Unfortunately, people at that time did not like to read this kind of subject matter, so there were many left behind that could not be sold. Over the years,
Although a lot of them have been given away one after another, I still have a lot left here."
"Since that's the case, I'll accept it without mercy." Zhou Mei said with a smile.
The three of them sat on the sofa and chatted for a while.
It wasn't until the tea was finished that the middle-aged woman said: "That's it for today's interview. I only know so much. If you want to know more about that person's story, I suggest you go to Dachang City.
There is a community in the city called Guanjiang Community, maybe you can dig out new stories there."
The two of them had originally planned to go to Dachang City, but after hearing the words Guanjiang Community, they secretly remembered it.
After some polite exchanges, the interview was completely over.
But on the way back, He Feng was obsessed with the book and couldn't help himself, and kept reading.
Afterwards, he discovered that although the book published by Professor Miao and this book were the same book, there were too many deleted contents, and this book seemed to be a first draft... There was a lot more unknown in it