"We still don't know how widespread this red wooden bench is. If it's only in this building, it would be easier to handle, but if it has spread outside, then the situation will be complicated."

"So I still have to find a way for me to get in touch with the real ghost."

Yang Jian was thinking.

This is a very special supernatural event.

The ghost appears through the red wooden stool, which means that humans and ghosts need the red wooden stool as a medium to connect together.

There is no way for other things that do not come into contact with the medium to contact ghosts.

This situation reminded Yang Jian of the ghostly dreams he had encountered in his hometown.

The ghost in the dream invades reality through the medium of rain.

So ghosts in dreams can kill wet people. It just so happens that people who have nightmares will break out in a cold sweat, so this is also in line with the rules of the medium.

Hence the phenomenon of people dying in nightmares.

"Whether it is a coffin nail or a hatchet, there is no way to use the red wooden stool as a medium to contact the ghost at the source." Yang Jian understood why his supernatural items were useless.

"If you want to contact the ghost on the wooden bench, it can only be a human...or other ghost."

"It seems that this supernatural incident is not so easy to solve."

After thinking about it again, Yang Jian began to feel the difficulty of this matter.

Because after the ghost controller triggers the medium, he cannot withstand the attack of the ghost. If you cannot withstand the attack, then sitting on the red stool is seeking death.

Yang Jian has tried it himself, and the horror level of this ghost is very high.

"Is this troublesome?"

Feng Quan glanced at the red wooden bench not far away and asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to put it down first? Although the danger of this thing is there, it doesn't seem to be high. As long as you don't sit on it, you should be fine.

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"The ghost is very hidden and very dangerous. It's really troublesome. Let's create a file first, code name: Red Stool." Yang Jian's eyes moved, and there was a special plan in his mind that might work.

"Okay." Feng Quan nodded.

But at this moment, the company manager on this floor came over cautiously and said: "Two brothers, it's time to get off work in our company. If nothing happens, can we people get off work and leave first?"

I looked at the time.

It's indeed a bit late now.

Yang Jian glanced at him.

The supervisor was startled and quickly changed his words: "Of course, I am very willing to cooperate with you two. If you need to work overtime, we are also very willing."

"Leave tomorrow morning. You'd better stay here tonight." Yang Jian said coldly: "I will only say this once. If you die by then, don't blame me for not reminding you."

It's not that I won't let these people go, but there are a lot of things going on tonight.

And the supernatural has invaded this building.

A group of ordinary people want to leave work normally?

Even if Yang Jian agrees, the ghosts here will not agree.

"And you'd better stay away from the red wooden bench. As for the body, someone will naturally take care of it tomorrow." After Yang Jian finished speaking, he turned and left.

The supervisor was a little stunned when he saw this scene.

Does this look like someone handling a case?

Why haven't I done anything, and my behavior and speech are weird.

Doubtful, puzzled.
Chapter completed!