Three Strange Things

That afternoon, Yang Jian took a rough walk around the village. He had no particular purpose; he simply wanted to inspect the place and see whether there was anything strange or eerie about it.

After all, it concerned the safety of his own village, so Yang Jian took it seriously.

This was different from when he had entered Huanggang Village in the past.

Now, Yang Jian could use the Ghost Eye to peer around without restraint. He did not need to be overly cautious with its power, since the Ghost Eye was still in a balanced state.

I found nothing, Yang Jian thought.

This was an utterly ordinary village. There was nothing mysterious or bizarre about it, nor had anything incomprehensible happened here.

"Are you looking for something?" Jiang Yan, who had been following him the whole time, asked curiously.

"I'm not looking for anything. Just taking a walk," Yang Jian said.

After confirming the location where the portrait was kept and making sure there was nothing wrong with the village, he felt there was only one suspicious point left: the places his father had often visited before he died. However, he did not know where those places were, so he would have to ask his mother.

"Let's go back."

He did not linger and turned to head back to the old house.

As soon as he returned, he happened to see his mother chatting with several relatives in the courtyard. They were talking about ordinary family matters.

"Zhang Fen, what is Yang Jian doing these days? I heard he stopped going to school after something happened there. That won't do. He still needs to study. Even if he missed a year, he can repeat it. Maybe he'll get lucky next year and get into college."

"Though getting into college