What if the blind date is a hundred-year-old ghost?

The black car body sped past on the road, Jiang Jian frowned and stopped at an intersection waiting for a red light, her slender fingers tapped the steering wheel impatiently.

He remembered that after Guan Wenlian mentioned this address, Guan Jia changed his mind and inherited the old house. He also checked this address, and it was the location of the old house.

But if Guan Jia wants to go there, he can go with him without being so anxious.Moreover, there seems to be something wrong with Guan Wusi.

At this time, the mobile phone placed aside beeped. Jiang Jian turned her head to see that it was Zhao Yunwei calling, put on the earphones and clicked on the green call button. Zhao Yunwei's slightly serious voice was in the earphones. :

"Ah Jian, go home, I have something to tell you about Guan Jia."

When the green light came on, Jiang Jian quickly turned the steering wheel and drove on another road.

The car stopped in front of Jiang's house within half an hour, and Jiang Jian strode in with long legs. In the living room, Zhao Yunwei and Jiang's father were looking at a group of photos on the coffee table with serious expressions.

Zhao Yunwei raised his head after hearing the voice, and saw Jiang Jian walking over with a gloomy face, his clothes were messy and wrinkled, his complexion was not very good because of staying up late and thinking too much, and he was not at all gentle and elegant as usual.

"Ah Jian..." Zhao Yunwei was surprised at his current state of exhaustion and quickly got up to fetch him a glass of warm water.

Jiang Jian took the water and put it on the coffee table instead of drinking it. He saw the photos on the coffee table at first sight.

Father Jiang pushed the photo in front of him. There were four photos in total, each of which was a black memorial tablet taken from different angles. Two words, Guan Heng, were engraved on the tablet with golden pen and ink.

The tablet was erected on a black lacquered square high stool, with a brightly colored fruit plate and two white incense candles placed in front of it.

These photos looked extremely eerie and weird. Jiang Jian took a photo and looked at it several times carefully. His eyes were sore and bloodshot because he didn't get a good rest these days.

Father Jiang took a sip of tea, pressed down Jiang Jian's hand holding the photo, and pointed to the surrounding area of ​​the high stool in the photo, only then did Jiang Jian see a circle of dark red patterns surrounding it.

"This is...?" Jiang Jian stared at the dark red circle, and tapped there unconsciously.

"This is a spell, specially used to save lives." Father Jiang said leisurely.

Father Jiang was spotted by a Taoist priest when he was young and wanted to accept him as a closed disciple. Of course, the old man of the Jiang family was unwilling at that time, so he kicked the Taoist priest out in anger.

Father Jiang himself was a little curious, and the Taoist priest was not reconciled to being too old to inherit the mantle, so the two of them sneaked into each other secretly, learning from each other, but they were dismissed before they learned much. The Jiang family knew about it, and Jiang's father was afraid that the Taoist priest would be plotted by the Jiang family, so he gave the Taoist priest a sum of money to let him go. Before the Taoist priest left, he sighed and gave him a book as a souvenir, and the two never met again.

That book was carefully treasured by Jiang's father. It contained all sorts of strange things, covering a wide range of topics, and spells also took up a lot of space in it.

Father Jiang said again: "The person on this tablet is probably the ghost raised by their Guan family."

Zhao Yunwei sat down next to him, sighed and said, "This photo was sent by your Aunt Mei. She said that she accidentally discovered this place when she was cleaning the room of Guan's house a long time ago and she didn't tell anyone about it. After so many strange things happened, she didn't dare to say anything, and she didn't find it until she went back to her house to clean things up. She knew that your father knew a little bit of metaphysics, so she sent the photos."

Father Jiang stretched out his hand and patted the back of her hand to comfort her.

"Guan Heng... who is he?" Jiang Jian looked at the name on the tablet and read aloud.

Father Jiang stroked his chin and said, "Maybe it was a person with very good luck in their previous generations. Generally, the luck of ghosts must be rich or prosperous. It's a pity...the person who was made a ghost It is usually killed by close relatives, and the spell can only take effect with great resentment, now it seems... this ghost's luck is about to be exhausted, so he made a surrogate spell."

Jiang Jian suddenly felt chills all over his body, and took a breath for his life. Those who were made ghosts would be killed by their relatives. He thought of Guan Jia being drugged, and Guan Wenlian strangled his neck and threw him into the water...

Father Jiang said suddenly: "The body of this talisman should be in the place where the man named Guan Heng died. I don't know where this place is yet, but maybe Guan Jia knows it."

Jiang's father was sure that this spell was used to replace his life, and the person who replaced the ghost was probably his son's current boyfriend, Guan Jia.

Jiang Jian didn't dare to think about it anymore. He used to be a person who didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, but now the person who will be used as a substitute is probably the child he has been protecting by his side all the time. The child probably knows a little bit of something strange. Take the initiative to take over that old house, that old house is the key.

He didn't care about any ghost spells and immediately stood up and wanted to go outside, but Zhao Yunwei stopped him all of a sudden: "Ah Jian, you'd better go and rest for now."

Jiang Jian rebuffed with a sullen face: "No need." Before taking two steps, he suddenly felt a little dizzy and staggered.

Zhao Yunwei hurriedly helped him to the sofa and let him sit down. Jiang Jian had just returned from a high-intensity work abroad a few days ago, and was eager to find Guan Jia when he came back. After eating, he didn't eat on time because of anxiety when he came back. Now his body is extremely tired and hungry, and he also has some hypoglycemia.

Father Jiang went into the kitchen and served him a bowl of noodles with a golden egg lying on it. Jiang Jian took a sip of hot water to relieve some dizziness. After Father Jiang brought him the noodles, Jiang Jian hurriedly picked up the bowl Chopsticks wanted to finish eating quickly and go to Haicheng to find Guan Jia, but was severely reprimanded by Father Jiang before he slowed down.

After eating the noodles, he was urged to sleep for several hours by Zhao Yunwei. After waking up and washing up, he finally looked refreshed.

Zhao Yunwei saw that the tie of his shirt was torn, so he went to the house and got a new one to tie it on for him, worried: "Where are you going to find him?"

Jiang Jian kept silent, of course he would not tell the address of the house, otherwise Zhao Yunwei and Jiang's father would definitely not let him take this risk.

Zhao Yunwei looked at the firmness in his eyes, and then he really felt that Jiang Jian was really interested in Guan Jia, but he couldn't help persuading him: "Maybe he just went out to play with friends and his phone ran out of battery. No, you wait at home first, and if you haven't come back tomorrow, we will look for it with you again?"

Jiang Jian shook his head, he couldn't wait so long.

It would take a day to take the high-speed train from here to Haicheng, so Jiang Jian chose to take the nearest flight.

Five hours later, Jiang Jian arrived in Haicheng. Haicheng's economy is developing rapidly. Although Haicheng is called Haicheng, it is not a city near the sea, but inland. Jiang Jian stopped a car at will and copied the old house in his hand. The address slip was given to the driver, who lowered his head and pondered for a while before saying:

"I'll take you to the nearest intersection at this place at most, and I won't take you inside."

Jiang Jian agreed, and the driver drove away without explaining, silently sending him to the intersection all the way.

On one side of the road there was an unfinished construction site, half of the foundation had been dug, and no worker was seen. The weather was gloomy, with dark clouds covering the sky.

Jiang Jian walked in the depths along the number plate of the house, the pedestrians were scattered, tall and handsome people easily attracted the attention of others, a young girl who was taking pictures saw him immediately, ran over with a smile and asked if it was okay Be a model for her for a while.

Jiang Jian politely refused, and the girl didn't feel embarrassed. Seeing him holding a note, she asked curiously, "Where are you going? I know this place quite well and I can show you the way."

Jiang Jian really didn't know how to go, so she handed the note in her hand and said, "Thank you then."

Holding the note, the girl was first surprised by his beautiful handwriting, and then surprised by where he was going.

"Are you going to No. 88, Lutong Road?"

Jiang Jian replied: "Yes."

The girl scratched her hair with her hands, her eyes were a little erratic: "Uh...can you tell me why you want to go to this place first?"

Jiang Jian thought that this girl must know how to get to this place, and his expression became more anxious and melancholy. He looked at the girl and said, "I'm going to find my lover."

The girl let out an ah, and was silent for a moment.With red ears twitching for a long time, he pointed him in a direction and said: "The place you are going to is in that direction, you can see it if you go straight ahead, but there are rumors that that place is not a good place, I advise you Better not to go."

Jiang Jian smiled and said thank you to her, then took back the note and passed her to continue walking in that direction. After a while, a few drops of rain fell on the stone road in front of him, and the green leaves became more and more emerald. .

It is going to rain.

Most of the buildings here are imitations, and some have been preserved. Because there are orders from above to protect these ancient buildings, they have not been demolished. Over time, they have become a tourist attraction, but the road here is far away, so the management is also very loose.

Jiang Jian pushed aside a few branches and encountered difficulties at a fork in the road. After thinking for a while, he chose the narrower road according to his feeling.

Going to the back of the path, there is a feeling of another village, which is getting flatter and flatter, but it also looks very bleak. The rain is getting denser and denser. Jiang Jian can only find a bigger place to hide from the rain.

The dark clouds rolled over, and the leaves were slapped by the rain. Jiang Jian walked through the nave of this house and walked to the other side. Between lightning and thunder, he saw an old house with the word "Guanfu" written on it. in front of him.