Mysterious Resurrection: Starting with Controlling Sadako

Chapter 334 Things You Shouldn't See
However, before Wang Liang could come up with a good answer...

Ye Han, carrying heavy shopping bags, 'laboriously' punched Wang Liang's other shoulder.

"You finally got the idea!"

After saying that, Ye Han suppressed his excited smile, coughed twice, put on a solemn expression, and bowed slightly to Su Xinxi.

"Hello, sister-in-law. I'm entrusting my son Wang Liang to you."

Su Xinxi's face immediately turned as red as the evening clouds, and she waved her hands repeatedly.

No, no, actually I...

But as if something had been touched on, even the usually eloquent Director Su suddenly faltered and began to stammer.

"Alright, it's not what you think." Wang Liang patted Ye Han's shoulder with a hint of helplessness.

I haven't seen them for many years, or even that I've never met them before; they're someone I only know from my memories.

But Wang Liang felt no sense of unfamiliarity with this person.

Today, Wang Liang sometimes can't even tell whether he is Wang Liang or Teacher Wang.

However, he didn't dwell on this point, since he always felt that he was still himself and that there was no second consciousness or mental breakdown.

Whether it's Wang Liang, Teacher Wang, or a newcomer, it doesn't matter.

He felt that being Wang Liang was enough.

Ye Han, with the air of someone who had been through it all, patted Wang Liang on the shoulder and said gravely:

"If it wasn't like this, it could have been like that. I saw it all from behind. A beautiful woman was talking to you, and you were ignoring her. Cherish this opportunity, Xiao Wang."

Ye Han was still carrying shopping bags. When he patted Wang Liang on the shoulder, the bags bumped into Wang Liang's chest, causing Wang Liang to shake his head helplessly.

If other people in the paranormal community saw this scene, they would all be shocked. There aren't many people who dare to be so casual with Wang Liang.

Even Su Xinxi found it quite interesting and stood quietly to the side, sizing up Wang Liang. She had never seen Wang Liang like this before.

"I came to Dajing City on a business trip and just wandered around since I had some free time. Never mind me, what are you doing here? Didn't you go to work in Daxiang City?" Wang Liang said.

Ye Han shook his head and said to Wang Liang with a look of disappointment, "Son, what kind of outdated information are you using? Did you block the group chat to avoid interference?"

Su Xinxi's pupils dilated slightly. This, this person, is called Wang Liang?
"I've been in Dajing City for two years now, all for my girlfriend—no, now my fiancée, hehe." Ye Han smiled happily.

Wang Liang didn't mind Ye Han's way of addressing him; instead, he went along with it and said with a smile:

"Oh? Who is my daughter-in-law? Do I know her? When are you getting married? I'll send a gift over then."

"What gift are you bringing? Come over here yourself! It's been so long since we last met." Ye Han said, feigning anger, but then couldn't help but laugh.

"There are only two months left, I'm so anxious, I can't wait for these two months to pass."

"In such a hurry for your wedding night?" Wang Liang joked with a smile.

Talking with Ye Han made him feel very relaxed, and he chatted and laughed, something that didn't happen when he talked to Yang Jian.

After all, Teacher Wang's relationship with Yang Jian was just that of a teacher and student in an ordinary school; the rest of his regard for Yang Jian came from Wang Liang, who came from another world.

But during his conversation with Ye Han, Wang Liang felt like an ordinary person who hadn't seen Ye Han for many years and was now reuniting with an old friend. This conversation made him feel very comfortable and natural.

Hey~
Ye Han's phone alarm suddenly went off. He was about to speak when he suddenly snapped out of his daze and took out his phone to turn it off.

"We're late! We're late! Wang Liang and your wife, come with me to my house for dinner. Let me tell you, my wife is a great cook!"

Ye Han pulled Wang Liang towards the street, and Wang Liang didn't refuse. As they walked, he asked:
"What timed out?"

Ye Han sighed: "Buying clothes, shoes, and groceries for dinner, my wife only gives me three hours to shop. I have to bring the groceries home before she cooks. It's such a hassle."

The food is fine, it takes a little time but not much. But the clothes and shoes, they have to be from specific brands, and just finding those stores took me a lot of effort.

"Where is she?" Su Xinxi interjected curiously.

"I'm too hot, I'm staying home," Ye Han honestly told Su Xinxi. Wang Liang frowned slightly.

Seemingly noticing Wang Liang's subtle expression, Ye Han laughed loudly:

"Old Wang, don't overthink it. My wife is actually a very good person. She's not materialistic, just a little lazy. But she always takes the initiative to cook, and she's very good at taking care of people at home."

These clothes and shoes aren't expensive; they're from lesser-known brands and don't cost much. It's one of her few hobbies.

Wang Liang finally relaxed his brows; he didn't want to see his old friend being fooled by a gold digger.

"Come on, no need to take a taxi, just two blocks away from my house, it's very close."

Ye Han greeted them, saying that after shopping all afternoon, they were finally able to go home.

It was the joy of reuniting with his good friend that made him full of energy. He led the way and chatted with Wang Liang all the way, as if they had endless things to talk about.

After turning off the commercial street and then turning onto another street, there is a residential community called Yangshajuyuan.

Because of its proximity to the commercial street, the housing prices are not low, but Ye Han's salary level is enough to live here without any pressure and slowly pay off the mortgage.

Ye Han told Wang Liang about these things, but when they arrived on this street and approached the residential area, Ye Han was stunned.

The entrance to the residential area ahead had been sealed off, and more than a dozen special personnel were standing there.

The solemn black uniform, ingrained in his very being, made Ye Han's heart tighten; he hadn't felt this way when he came out just a few hours earlier.

Many people were already being kept outside the residential area, all asking what had happened.

But the special personnel did not answer; they simply remained expressionless and did their duty to stop everyone.

Seeing this, Ye Han paused, but immediately grabbed his shopping bags and rushed over, not even bothering with Wang Liang and Su Xinxi beside him.

Wang Liang frowned, and Su Xinxi leaned over and whispered something.

“There are our people inside.”

Wang Liang also noticed several people among the special personnel who were dressed differently; he was very familiar with these kinds of people.

After each paranormal event in Da'an City, these kinds of people would come in to handle the aftermath. Their uniforms were generally similar to those of ordinary people from special departments, but there were still some differences.

Moreover, he discovered a ghost tamer among those people.

"Let's go take a look," Wang Liang said in a deep voice.

After saying that, he walked over, and Su Xinxi followed, already taking out her phone to contact headquarters and ask what had happened here.

Ye Han ran over first and shouted from outside the cordon:
"Officer, what happened? Why can't we come in? My home is inside, Building 7, Unit 2. What's wrong with the people in the community?"

Noticing several keywords in Ye Han's words, a man wearing sunglasses leaning against a motorcycle, smoking, looked over from among the special personnel.

"Building 7? Who lives in Building 7?"

Gao Ming, one of the leaders of Dajing City, turned his head and asked a question.

His eyes, hidden behind his sunglasses, were sunken and empty, black and hollow, like two bottomless abysses, revealing an unusual eeriness.

Gao Ming was very annoyed. It was almost evening, and he was about to get off work when something happened in his jurisdiction.

This matter hasn't been clarified yet, and he might have to work overtime, which is what he hates most.

But just as Gao Ming turned his head to look in the direction of the sound, he suddenly froze, as if he saw something terrifying approaching.

Gao Ming's facial expression became somewhat distorted, and his body subconsciously leaned back.

He lost his balance and tumbled over the motorcycle he was riding on, falling to the ground.

"What the hell!"

(End of this chapter)