If possible, Yang Jian would rather not take the initiative to involve himself in any supernatural incident.
But many things in this world were beyond his control, whether he wanted them or not.
The supernatural incident here had to be resolved.
Even if it had nothing to do with Zhang Wei's safety, this residential complex absolutely could not have any supernatural incidents for the sake of protecting his own interests. Any bad sign had to be snuffed out immediately.
After all, Yang Jian would be living here in the future.
And he owned a forty percent stake in this residential complex.
However, Yang Jian now suspected that Zhang Xiangui had so readily given up forty percent because he wanted to protect Zhang Wei as well.
"Brother Leg, it's just the two of us. Isn't that a bit too thin on the ground? How about I call in a few bodyguards?" Zhang Wei asked somewhat nervously.
"What use are bodyguards? They can't deal with ghosts. And if something really happens, at most only you'll die, so you won't drag anyone else down with you," Yang Jian said.
"That sounds pretty reasonable, but why do I feel like I'm about to kick the bucket?" Zhang Wei said.
"You were already about to kick the bucket. I forcibly extended your life for a while," Yang Jian said.
The ghost following Zhang Wei had actually emerged several times already. It had only disappeared again after Yang Jian saw through its identity.
He did not know what that ghost intended to do after leaving the mirror, but if it succeeded in whatever goal it had, it certainly would not be anything good.
Very soon.
The two arrived in front of the old house.
Weeds grew at the entrance. The two nearly rotten wooden doors stood