Huanggang Village?
Yang Jian's gaze shifted slightly as he looked over the village along the road leading in.
The entire Huanggang Village had a half-new, half-old feel to it.
The houses at the front were newly built rural villas, pleasant to look at. But the houses in the back half of the village were very old. There were not only mud-brick homes, but even wooden houses that were over a century old. Some of those wooden houses were occupied by old men, while others had been abandoned, their windows fallen out and their doors half-open. Inside was complete darkness, so dark that even sunlight could not reach it.
It carried a sinister air.
Yet that was not particularly strange.
Every rural village was like this. It was only the thought that there might be a real ghost here that made it so unsettling.
"Hello, is this Liu Xiaoyu?" Yang Jian decided to get some information first and dialed the satellite phone.
"Yang Jian, it's good that you called. There are still some things I didn't get the chance to tell you about last time—Zhao Kaiming's file. There are some issues with his psychological evaluation. He'll probably be difficult to get along with, so you'd better be careful. If necessary, don't clash with him. After all, you'll be colleagues in the future."
On Liu Xiaoyu's end, she held a file on Zhao Kaiming as she spoke.
"You're too late to tell me that. Zhao Kaiming has already come after me, and I can't afford a colleague like him."
Yang Jian said, "I'm in a place called Huanggang Village on the outskirts of Dachang City right now. I heard there was a supernatural incident here. Do you have any files on this place?"
"I'll do my best to help, but I don't