Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 266 Chapter 94: Picking and Unknown
Headquarters, Yang Jian walked through a downward passage and came to a spacious underground warehouse.

"This is where the supernatural items are stored. In those rooms, there is a supernatural item. You can look all the way through and pick it out if you like it."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the rooms and said to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian took a look at those rooms, many at least dozens of rooms, which also means that there are really a lot of supernatural objects in the headquarters.

"There are quite a lot of things, and the background of the headquarters is really deep."

Yang Jian muttered something in his heart, and cast his eyes on an old man standing next to Wang Xiaoming, his eyes thoughtful.

"Is the Dinghaishenzhen of the headquarters? No wonder the headquarters has the confidence to check and balance all ghost masters."

Seeing Yang Jian looking over, Elder Qin smiled at him:

"You've grown so big in a blink of an eye, Boy Yang is not bad."

Hearing this, Yang Jian was a little puzzled:
"you know me?"

Elder Qin had a smile on his face:
"I chose your name for you. It can be seen that you don't have much dislike for this name, and your father is also a very good person, and he was considered an outstanding person in the previous generation, but it is a pity that he died a little earlier. "

Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and the gaze he stared at the old man was a little... complicated?
"Dad is a ghost master? I thought he was just an ordinary person."

Yang Jian's eyes flickered. The word "father" often surfaced when he was a child. He saw his father's appearance every day. On the altar, there was a black and white photo of him.

He remembered that when he was a child, his mother often looked at the portrait for a long time without saying a word, and even began to sob softly after looking at it. He didn't know how to comfort him every time.

His father was too strange to him...

"Boy, don't think too much. I can't do anything about your father's affairs. This is the path he chose." Qin Lao said.

Yang Jian shook his head, his expression surprisingly calm:

"I don't think too much. Everyone has their own choice. My father is like this, and so am I."

Elder Qin nodded with a smile, not paying much attention to what Yang Jian said.

But at this time, Ke Ke pulled Wang Xiaoming's clothes, Wang Xiaoming looked down at Ke Ke with some doubts:

"Are you alright?"

Ke Ke looked at Wang Xiaoming with an extremely serious expression at the moment:
"Uncle Wang, Dad told you to return my mother's things to me."

"Huh? Mom's things?" Wang Xiaoming was a little puzzled.

"Mmm! Mom's things!" Ke Ke nodded seriously and confirmed it.

Hearing Ke Ke's words, Yang Jian's expression was a little strange, mother's things, isn't this little girl's mother a tricky bride?
So the mother's things should be the things of the cunning bride. From this point of view, if there is no accident, it is the puzzle of the cunning bride.

"There is also a jigsaw puzzle of the tricky bride in the headquarters? That's interesting."

Elder Qin looked at the little girl in the red dress with a slightly complicated expression and a rare hesitation. After thinking for a while, he answered Keke's question for Wang Xiaoming.

"Little girl, your mother's things can't be given to you for the time being. Your father can only get them by himself. If I give them to you, your father will feel very uncomfortable."

Hearing Mr. Qin's words, Wang Xiaoming suddenly understood, so it was that thing.

When Ke Kewen heard this, he drooped in an instant, looking listlessly at the old man, his little face was full of disappointment and entanglement:
"Okay, I don't want it anymore."

Seeing Ke Ke's appearance, Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he had a bad guess in his heart. Could this little girl want to give something to the tricky bride?
This should... no way.

Mr. Qin smiled and said nothing, just give the things to this little girl now, Lin Qian is 100% cool, and there is no need to hold a wedding in the future, just skip the key point of balance, and then, then there will be no more.

The bride completes a big piece of the puzzle, and the chaos begins...

"Professor Wang, take Yang Jian to pick things out. I'll wait for you here, and this little girl will follow along and give her the music box. This is her thing."

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming pushed his glasses and looked at Ke Ke with a slightly strange expression. After thinking about it, he nodded:
"Well, I see."

"Let's go, hurry up and finish the selection, I still have research to do."

Yang Jian glanced at the old man, then at Ke Ke, his eyes were flickering.

"It seems that Coco's problem is not small."

Elder Qin watched the three of them walking towards those rooms with a very calm expression. He was very optimistic about Yang Jian, so it goes without saying.

As for Coco, Mr. Qin is very complicated. This little girl has a big problem, a big one.

"It's not easy to deal with. We'll see what's going on with Kid Lin."

The old man's muddy eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked away from the three of them, not looking at them anymore.

"what is that."

Yang Jian asked, pointing to a golden box in a room.

Wang Xiaoming glanced at it, recalled it a bit, and remembered this thing:
"In this room, I remember correctly that it should be a shroud, which is used to wrap corpses, but it can be used on ghosts, and can completely suppress the actions of ghosts. So far, there is no record of failure. It’s also clear that all it takes is a little time.”

"This thing is similar to the ghost rope on your body, it is a bit tasteless to you."

Hearing this, Yang Jian nodded, agreeing with Wang Xiaoming's point of view:

"It's really a bit tasteless. It takes time to wrap a ghost, and the ghost will not give you such time. When you wrap the ghost in a shroud, the ghost probably killed you several times. The ghost will not give you time."

Having said that, Yang Jian paused for a moment, and the red light in his eyes flashed away:
"Wait a minute. It seems that there are also ghosts who are not very good at moving."

Suddenly, he thought of the tall, rotting male corpse in the Caesar Hotel in City Z.

"If I had this shroud in the first place, I might have felt a lot easier."

"It's a pity, I should have come to the headquarters earlier to have a look, otherwise I wouldn't have opened one eye again."

Yang Jian shook his head, didn't think about it any more, and walked towards the next room. He would not choose something impractical like a shroud.

There are very few places where this thing can be used, not even a ghost rope. The only advantage is that it can form absolute suppression, making the bound ghost unable to move.

Wang Xiaoming didn't seem surprised that Yang Jian didn't choose this thing, anyone with a little brain would not want this thing.

Walking through the rooms, Yang Jian saw many supernatural items, music boxes, shrouds, lanterns made of human skin, banners of dead people, bags of human skin, and ghost money.
Although he is not very interested in most of the things, it has increased his knowledge and allowed him to learn a lot of incredible things, which can be regarded as growth.

In addition, Yang Jian also clearly understood how strong the background of the headquarters is.

It is considered pretty good for a ghost master to get one supernatural object, but here he saw dozens of them, and he has to admit that the energy of the headquarters is indeed great, not just one or two inflated ghost masters. Those who can fight.

Except for some people, of course, Lin Qian, a pervert, has no idea how many supernatural items he has on his body. According to this guy's character of not letting go of even ghosts, he must have a lot of things on his body.

"This is." Yang Jian's gaze flickered, and he stopped in front of the door of a small room.

Through the glass window, he saw a door in the room inside, an old wooden door.

The wooden door is a single-opening style, covered with red paint. What is noticeable is that the door is covered with chains. The chains are specially made and made of gold. It seems that the people in the headquarters do not want to let this door is opened.

The reason why Yang Jian paid attention to this door was because the color and style of the paint on it looked a bit like a ghost cabinet.

Hearing Yang Jian's voice, Wang Xiaoming glanced at the music box that Ke Ke was playing with, looked at where Yang Jian was staying, his eyes flickered slightly, and walked over.

"This is the ghost gate. Although it looks like a wooden door, after opening it, a ghost came out of it. Behind the door seems to be connected to a terrible ghost domain. Many people were sacrificed to imprison this thing, so for the sake of safety, Consider, this thing is forbidden to be applied for."

"I have also studied it, but the results are not ideal. I haven't researched anything. This thing is very dangerous."

"Of course, Mr. Qin usually throws some ghosts into it. This thing is very effective for detaining ghosts."

Hearing this, Yang Jian was a little surprised, the headquarters still had this thing, but then he was also a little surprised, no wonder the headquarters dared to ask the ghost master to send the ghost to the headquarters.

It turns out that it is not only for research, but also has a solution.

Looking at the old wooden door, Yang Jian suddenly narrowed his eyes with an extremely vigilant expression.

I saw that the old wooden door in that room suddenly started to vibrate violently, and the doorknob was twisted by something, as if something behind the door wanted to open the door and come out.

However, the door was prevented from opening because of the chains wrapped around it, but a gap was still opened from time to time due to the violent vibration.

Behind the crack of the door is dark, gloomy and cold, revealing a deep strangeness, as if saying that strangers should not get close inside.

"What's the situation?" Yang Jian turned to look at Wang Xiaoming.

Wang Xiaoming pushed his glasses and looked at the ghost gate with a very calm expression:
"This is a normal situation. There is a rule about this door. Only when it is fully opened can the ghost come out of it. If it is only opened a crack, or if it is opened halfway, the ghost will not come out. So don't look at the occasional commotion. In fact, this is just a normal situation, and there is no need to make a fuss.”

"Is that so? That's really interesting, Professor Wang, if Lin Qian were here, would you like it very much?"

Yang Jian looked at the old ghost gate with a vague smile on his face.

Wang Xiaoming: ...

At this moment, Wang Xiaoming could imagine Lin Qian's expression after knowing the door.

Lin Qian: The gate of ghosts, will there be ghosts coming out of it?There is such a good thing in this world?
Wang Xiaoming rubbed the center of his brows, feeling a little helpless, and sighed, his desire to study starved ghosts became more intense.

"Yang Jian, after watching so many, have you decided what to choose? I have limited time, so I can't watch it with you for a long time."

"Actually, it doesn't make much sense if you continue to read, because there are some extremely dangerous things from this ghost gate, and the usefulness is far less than the harm it brings. I believe you will not be interested."

Wang Xiaoming really wants to do research now, the human skin paper gives a lot of information, he has to deliberate one by one to confirm whether it is feasible before proceeding with the experiment.

"Why panic, there are so many things, I have to give me some time to think, after all, it's too difficult to pick two things out of so many things."

"Why don't we stop here today, and I'll tell you what I want in a few days."

"Of course, if you ask me to take a few more pieces, I can give you an answer right now... How about it, am I very kind?"

Uh……

Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian calmly, like a Yang Jian who was indecisive and wanted more money.

"Yang Jian, fortunately this is the headquarters, otherwise, according to your personality, you would absolutely want everything."

"Okay, just follow what you said. You can pick it up at any time, but you can't come here in person next time. After you make your choice, I will arrange for someone to deliver it to you."

"After all, Mr. Qin is very busy..."

Wang Xiaoming said the last sentence meaningfully, which made Yang Jian very speechless.

"Professor Wang, how could I do such a thing? I'm not Lin Qian, only he can do this kind of thing."

"You should trust me as much as you trust science."

Hearing this, the corners of Wang Xiaoming's eyes twitched slightly, science?Well, I'm a big believer in science!

"Okay, I know your virtues, I know Lin Qian's virtues, I also know..."

Yang Jianpi smiled without a smile on his face, and didn't care about what Wang Xiaoming meant.

"Okay, I'll let you know when I think about it."

Wang Xiaoming nodded, turned around and left with Yang Jian and Ke Ke.

Yang Jian smiled and walked behind holding Ke Ke's hand. Before leaving, he turned his head and took a deep look at the shaking ghost gate, his eyes gleaming red.

"Interesting stuff, someone will like it very much."

Looking away, Yang Jian looked at Ke Ke, and saw Ke Ke holding the music box with a smile on his face. To be honest, he also likes this music box. It is a very practical thing. Although the side effects are too great, who cares so much in times of crisis.

It's a pity that this thing is now cocoa.

Mr. Qin watched the three walk out, glanced at the music box in Ke Ke's hand, and stopped looking:

"What did you pick?"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head and said:
"He said he would think about it for a few days and give me an answer then."

"Is that so? It's a good choice." Elder Qin nodded; "Let's go, take you out, it's not good to stay here for a long time."

After finishing speaking, he led the three of them towards the outside, but Yang Jian didn't take it seriously and left straight away.

There is no meaning of nostalgia, even though there are many good things here.

On the way out of this place, Yang Jian suddenly asked Wang Xiaoming a strange question:

"Professor Wang, the ghost coffin research failed?"

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming's expression didn't change much, he thought for a while and said:
"There were some problems, but the problem was not serious. I went in the wrong direction as expected. The coffin was not prepared by me but for ghosts. So I kept stuck there without moving even after researching it."

"But now I basically know how to do it, thanks to that piece of human skin..."

"I have to say, supernatural is really a magical thing."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Yang Jian fell silent. Sure enough, there is no harm if there is no comparison. Why does he need Lin Qianlai to threaten him when he uses human skin paper.

And Wang Xiaoming doesn't need it?Is it to watch people order dishes?

Dog days of human skin paper, sooner or later Lin Qian will eat you.

Yang Jian remained silent, thinking to himself, Wang Xiaoming saw that Yang Jian didn't speak, and he didn't care too much. He pushed his glasses, and there was a strange light in his eyes.

"" Is it a ghost?It's a very good code name. "

Walking out of the dangerous goods storage place, Wang Xiaoming stopped Yang Jian who was about to leave for Ping An Hotel:

"Yang Jian, how about making another deal?"

"Oh? Make another deal? What deal?"

Yang Jian stopped leaving and turned to look at Wang Xiaoming with a puzzled expression. He didn't know what else Wang Xiaoming could be interested in.

Human skin paper is already his biggest secret.

Wang Xiaoming didn't answer Yang Jian's words immediately, but looked at Elder Qin and said:
"Mr. Qin, please take a look at Moments. The ghost clipped on Fang Shiming's body. It's a borrowed item. I need that thing for the next experiment."

Elder Qin nodded with a smile:

"No trouble, it's just a walk, it doesn't take much effort."

"Then I will trouble Mr. Qin." Wang Xiaoming said apologetically.

Elder Qin didn't speak, looked at Yang Jian, and left the headquarters with a smile.

Looking at the old man's back, Yang Jian's eyes flickered and he didn't say anything.

"Calculating the time, your body should have a problem."

Wang Xiaoming withdrew his gaze from the old man, turned to look at Yang Jian, and said such a sentence abruptly.

Hearing this, Yang Jian's expression changed slightly:
"What do you want to say?"

For Yang Jian's strangeness, Wang Xiaoming didn't care, but said to himself:
"Your weird resurrection was actually not perfect. I knew your situation at the first sight after you went online again, and the functions of the human body are often very fragile. As long as something goes wrong, it will get worse and worse. , so I feel that from the end of the Dachang City incident to the present, your physical limit is almost reached."

"Although you seem to be fine and normal now, I can infer that you are not the only ghost master with physical problems. Many people have similar situations."

"So, what do you want to say? What's your deal? You've said so much, don't you just want to give me a science introduction?" Yang Jian stared at Wang Xiaoming with a surprisingly calm expression:
"If so, you don't have to."

Wang Xiaoming waved his hand, took out a black nail from his pocket, smiled and said:

"I don't mean that. Look at this thing, does it look familiar to you? Does it look like a coffin nail?"

Yang Jian stared at the coffin nail in Wang Xiaoming's hand. His pupils shrank slightly:
"Have you mastered the method of making coffin nails?!"

Hearing Yang Jian's words, Wang Xiaoming shook his head:

"It's not a real coffin nail, it's just an imitation. After all, there's no real coffin nail as a reference, it's just something based on a guess."

"I made this with the gestating ghost in the ghost coffin. Although there were some problems in the experiment, I still got some results. I used your method to make this thing crash, and I asked Li Jun to help make it like this."

"From the current point of view, this thing is very stable. This coffin nail can make three ghosts be suppressed brainlessly. If you ignore a little side effect, its value is equal to that coffin nail."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's explanation, Yang Jian looked at him incomparably strangely. He looked at the coffin nail. He was looking at Wang Xiaoming. Yang Jian let out a long breath:

"Professor Wang, I have to admit that you are really a genius. You came up with this thing just by relying on my imperfect method."

He had heard from Lin Qian before that the coffin nail was a ghost, a ghost that had crashed, and because of its extremely high level of terror, it had such a strong suppressive power over ghosts.

At that time, he also asked Lin Qian, saying that since he knew this, was there a way to make it, but it turned out to be a fucking thing, no.

Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming with the eyes of a monster, this guy actually made a coffin nail, even if it is not complete, but even so, it is enough!

"Tell me, what do you want? For that thing, you took out all these things, obviously you are bound to get that thing." Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming and said in a low voice.

He needs this thing very much now, to suppress the three fierce ghosts without a brain, he just needs it now, the ghost eyes are revived, and the headless ghost shadow is restless. If this thing is nailed into the body, the ghost eyes and ghost shadows will be suppressed instantly.

And the recovery time is basically no...

"I'll exchange this thing for the ghost rope on your body, which is the dead ghost rope. Yang Jian, I am very sincere. You can think about it." Wang Xiaoming handed over the coffin nail in his hand, sincerely full.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, he didn't take the coffin nail immediately, but began to think, Wang Xiaoming was not in a hurry, just waiting, he believed that Yang Jian would agree.

Although a dead ghost is precious, it also depends on the circumstances, such as now.

Yang Jian was silent for a while, red light flickered in his eyes, he thought for a while and took the coffin nail from Wang Xiaoming's hand. Then he tore an old hemp rope from his waist and put it in Wang Xiaoming's hand, saying: :
"Professor Wang, it's not for nothing that you can become a national treasure."

Wang Xiaoming put the ghost rope in his pocket. This ghost has already crashed, and it was killed by Lin Qian. Even ordinary people can use it, but ordinary people will die after using it for a long time.

"Just think you're praising me." Wang Xiaoming said.

Yang Jian smiled, turned around and took Ke Ke and left without saying anything.

"By the way, Yang Jian, the candidates for the captain's plan have been determined, and you are one of them. After this training is over, you need to determine your own teammates."

Yang Jian's footsteps paused slightly, but he still didn't look back, he just replied:
"I will."

After finishing speaking, he left the headquarters. Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian's back, thought for a while, turned around and walked towards the laboratory. While walking, he said to Li Jun next to him:
"Go find Guo Fan and say that there is an experiment that he needs to participate in, which can just deal with the recovery of the ghost on him."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's arrangement, Li Jun's pupils shrank slightly, as if thinking of something, he was silent for a while and agreed:

"I'll go."

"Well, go early and come back early, Mr. Qin and I are waiting for you in the laboratory."

"it is good!"

Li Jun didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left the headquarters. He wanted to pick Guo Fan up personally.

Following Li Jun's departure, Wang Xiaoming walked straight towards the laboratory with a clear goal.

But it was said that underground, in the room where the ghost gate was stored, the ghost gate trembled violently, and the sound of knocking came from inside the door.

The sound was loud and low, as if someone was banging their head on a wooden door.

The special chains wrapped around the old wooden door creaked, and cracks suddenly appeared on a golden chain, very subtle, just like the lines carved on it.

After the impact sound lasted for a while, it gradually weakened, and then with a bang, a more violent impact sounded.

But just after the impact sounded, the old wooden door began to return to normal, the chains stopped rattling, and everything returned to normal.

Walking out of the headquarters, Yang Jian looked up at the sun in the sky, narrowing his eyes:
"Wang Xiaoming is a character, but unfortunately he is an ordinary person. If he were a ghost master, I don't know how strong he would be, but unfortunately he is not."

Yang Jian walked down the steps and followed a special receptionist to the Ping An Hotel. The headquarters of special personnel like him would naturally arrange special personnel to serve him.

The specifications are quite high, and special hotels are arranged for check-in, as well as special car pick-up, and even when going out, there are special drivers and escorts, even at the gate of the headquarters.

Of course, good treatment is one aspect, and another aspect is that you don't want ghost masters to have accidents in Beijing.

People like them all have certain flaws, and they cannot be guessed with the thinking of normal people. If they are left alone in Gathering in Beijing, it may cause big trouble.

Although this is only a part, it cannot be ignored, after all, this is Dajing!
"The driver will send you to the hotel to rest, and someone else will be in charge of receiving you, so please rest assured."

"Oh, I see."

Yang Jian looked at this vehicle with a special license plate, which was similar to the one he had come here before. If nothing else, it was modified with gold.

"The headquarters is really a luxury."

Yang Jian opened the car door and hugged Ke Ke up. He is already a good babysitter now. Ke Ke is very obedient and basically won't give him a headache.

Although it was dangerous, Yang Jian felt that as long as he didn't die, there would be no danger.

Before getting into the car, Yang Jian smelled a peculiar fragrance, not too strong, not too weak, just right, making people feel very comfortable.

"What's this smell?" Yang Jian frowned and said.

Coco sniffed her nose, then sneezed and rubbed her little nose, feeling a little uncomfortable.

However, it seems that Ke Ke has no intention of rejecting this taste, on the contrary, he likes it a little bit. Seeing this scene, Yang Jian relaxed.

"Sandalwood, it's sandalwood." A woman's voice came from inside the car, answering Yang Jian's question.

As soon as he heard the voice, Yang Jian knew who it was.

When Yang Jian sat in, he saw a petite and cute girl wearing a dress and two long ponytails sitting on the leftmost seat. .

"Liu Xiaoyu? Why are you here?"

"I'm here to accompany you to the Ping An Hotel. Why do you think I'm here?"

Yang Jian put the luggage bag at his feet, closed the car door, started the car, and drove towards the Ping An Hotel.

It was at this time that Yang Jian spoke up:
"Sandalwood? What are you doing with sandalwood?"

"Cover up the smell." Liu Xiaoyu turned her head, her big bright eyes looked at Yang Jian with a bit of joy and curiosity.

As if looking at some strange animal, he kept scanning up and down, not missing any detail.

"Cover up the smell? What smell?" Yang Jian asked with some doubts.

"Corpse smell."

"Most ghost masters have this smell. J City is a special place after all. If a person walks on the street with the smell of corpses, it will inevitably arouse suspicion and even fear."

Looking at Liu Xiaoyu who was smiling all over his face, Yang Jian thought about it for a while, and didn't care about it any more.

Leaning in the car, Yang Jian looked out the window, lit a cigarette and smoked, the smoke was lingering.

"Ahem, cough, Yang Jian, can you stop smoking in the car, there are other people here."

Liu Xiaoyu, who was choked by the second-hand smoke, quickly opened the window and felt better.

"There's a lot of shit."

Yang Jian didn't bother to care about this woman, he just smoked on his own, but he also opened the window.

"Do you know Zhang Wei?" Yang Jian suddenly asked a strange question.

"Zhang Wei is your senior high school classmate, one of the seven survivors of the ghost knocking on the door supernatural incident in college, father Zhang Xiangui"

Liu Xiaoyu said this subconsciously, obviously he was very familiar with Yang Jian's information, and even the information of some people around him.

But immediately afterwards she felt a little regretful, because Yang Jian looked at her very strangely.

"You don't need to read the files, I know you must have read everyone's files, but you must also know that Zhang Wei has a computer room in my house, and one of the computers is his exclusive use." Yang Jian said meaningfully.

"Then... what does this mean?" Liu Xiaoyu said with a slightly dodgy look.

"There is a disk in that computer, and there is a folder in it. You should know what's in it. I'm sure you have hacked into that computer."

Yang Jian looked at Liu Xiaoyu with a playful expression.

"No, I definitely didn't. How can you defile people's innocence? Is it normal people to hack into other people's computers? Don't look at me, I never did, I can swear."

Liu Xiaoyu directly vetoed it, and at the same time acted as if she wanted to prove herself.

"There is also a hidden folder in the folder inside that is mine. The heroines in the movies in it are dressed similarly to you, also in dresses and double ponytails. The only thing that makes me very dissatisfied is that your breasts are too small. .”

"So even though you're trying to dress up, you look too different to me."

Yang Jian said slowly, with a calm tone, as if he was talking about an ordinary matter.

Liu Xiaoyu's face turned red, she hesitated and wanted to find some reason to prevaricate, but Yang Jian saw through all of them, and really couldn't think of any decent excuse.

"So, don't hack into my computer from now on." Seeing her embarrassed look, Yang Jian thought for a while and continued, "Otherwise, I will be very unhappy."

He has a file for storing personal ghost files, which is also stored in the computer, but fortunately there is no internet connection.

Otherwise, it has been clearly investigated by the people at the headquarters.

Sure enough, being able to play with a computer is still a bit of an advantage, as it is now.

"This, this is for work... I have to listen to the orders from above... Besides, who wants to hack into your computer, especially Zhang Wei's computer, it's not a game, it's just..."

Speaking of this, Liu Xiaoyu looked at Ke Ke, but finally did not say the word "Little Movie".

"There is no useful information in the computer. In order to find some useful information, the black eye sockets came out. Is he a pervert? Two thousand G are all useless rubbish."

"Also, I am not the only one who knows your preferences. Many people in the headquarters know it. Team Zhao knows better. You have to be cute and...big. Wake up, this is the real world."

Liu Xiaoyu blushed, shaking out all of Yang Jian's bad intentions.

"Hehe... everything is possible under the supernatural..."

Yang Jian chuckled and said such a sentence.

Uh……

Liu Xiaoyu was silent, she didn't know what to do, Yang Jian was right, everything is possible under supernatural powers, even the dead can be resurrected, what else can't be done?
Seeing that Liu Xiaoyu didn't speak, Yang Jian stopped teasing him. He leaned on the chair and looked out the window. He didn't really care about the tricks of the headquarters.

As long as you don't see the data on his computer, everything will be fine.

"By the way, there is one more thing to tell you."

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Liu Xiaoyu was a little depressed: "Last time in City Z, the ghost invaded the headquarters, and many operators died. All my colleagues died, and Team Zhao stopped investigating."

"Does this have something to do with me?" Yang Jian sneered, "I didn't spread the curse on purpose, I should have warned Zhao Jianguo."

"I know." Liu Xiaoyu raised his head suddenly and said, "I should thank you, if it wasn't for you, I think I would have died in the communication room too."

"I saved you? Are you insane?" Yang Jian asked in surprise.

"You and Lin Qian solved the Dachang City incident together. The headquarters valued you so they gave me a separate communication room, so I escaped that time."

Hearing this, Yang Jian understood:

"It was the headquarters' system that saved you, not me. You should thank the headquarters, not me."

Liu Xiaoyu was silent for a while, and looked at him with a pair of big eyes with somewhat complicated emotions, wanting to say something.

"After that day, I actually plan to..."

But before she finished speaking, Yang Jian waved her hand and interrupted her:
"You don't need to tell me your plan. A person who will die at any time doesn't need to know that much, and I don't bother to listen to it."

Uh……

Liu Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jian resentfully. Sure enough, Yang Jian in reality was more troublesome than Yang Jian on the phone.

In just a short time of contact, Liu Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jian with a strange look. If this kind of person is not a ghost master, he will definitely starve to death in society, and he will definitely not May have a girlfriend.

Even Yang Jian is like this, so Lin Qian who is more ruthless than Yang Jian must be like this...

Liu Xiaoyu turned her head to look at the scene outside the window. It is not easy to live in this area where every inch of land is expensive.

"This is it?" Yang Jian slightly raised his head to look at the hotel with a height of dozens of floors.

"Shorter than Ping An Building."

Yang Jian got out of the car and looked at Ke Ke, who was drowsy again. Ever since she learned that Mr. Qin would not give her things, her spirit was not very good, and she didn't know whether it was caused by loss or what causes.

"I won't go up with you. I have to report back to the headquarters. If you need anything, please call me. This is my private number."

Liu Xiaoyu gave Yang Jian a business card, looked at Ke Ke and asked hesitantly:
"By the way, I forgot to ask you, is this your daughter?"

Yang Jian looked at the business card that Liu Xiaoyu handed over, thought for a while and still took it. Hearing Liu Xiaoyu's question, the corners of his mouth twitched. If my daughter would have been killed by a tricky bride, I would still be here with you. How many BBs?

Only a ruthless person like Lin Qian can survive until now.

"No, it's Miss Lin Qian, what do you think?"

Uh……

Liu Xiaoyu fell silent, looked deeply at Lin Keke, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"No, I don't have any ideas, so let's do this first, I'm leaving, you can contact me when you have time."

After Liu Xiaoyu waved goodbye to Yang Jian, she turned and left.

Yang Jian looked at Liu Xiaoyu who was leaving, shook his head and muttered:
"baffling."

Yang Jian looked at the signboard of Ping An Hotel, his eyes flickering, and at this moment, a waitress was walking towards him quickly.

"Hello, is this Yang Jian, Mr. Yang?" the waitress said politely and respectfully.

Yang Jian nodded.

"The room is ready for you, do you need help with your luggage?"

"No need, I'll come by myself, just take me to the guest room." Yang Jian said with a luggage bag.

"Okay, please come with me."

Yang Jian walked towards the hotel. To be honest, he still had some doubts about staying in a hotel. He hadn't forgotten the incident in City Z last time.

Ping An Hotel?
"The name is pretty good, and I don't know if it's really safe." Yang Jian looked at the signboard on the hotel and thought to himself.

But in the ghost painting, Ye Zhen looked at the ghosts around him with an extremely ugly expression, and the will-o'-the-wisp burning on his body was beating restlessly.

"Lin Qian, your uncle, didn't you say to intercept it for a few days? Why did it take so long?"

Ye Zhen took one arm back to his body, and quickly ran in one direction.

A blue streak appeared, and Ye Zhen disappeared in place. Under the dim sky, thousands of ghosts paused abruptly, but then walked towards one direction with stiff steps.

On an old bungalow, Ye Zhen suddenly appeared on it, and chopped off the lingering scarecrow with a sword, and the grayness on his body quickly disappeared.

Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately became extremely dignified, staring at the tricky bride who followed him closely:
"This auntie is even more vicious than Lin Qian!"

Ye Zhen glanced around and found that not all the ghosts had gathered yet.

But soon.

"It's really not easy to prove invincible!"

Ye Zhen jumped off the roof in one step, the sword in his hand was scarlet and dazzling, and a bloody necklace dangled slightly around Ye Zhen's neck.

"After this time, Ye will have to beat Lin Wudi once no matter what he says."

Ye Zhen slashed at the tall scarecrow with a sword, kicked horizontally, and the scarecrow flew out on its side.

Bang, bang, two sounds, the scarecrow, together with two ghosts, rolled on the ground and flew into the distance.

"A lingering thing!"

Ye Zhen grabbed the head of a ghost and stared fixedly at the scarecrow that stood up again.

And those two unlucky ghosts were growing straws rapidly, but in less than a minute, two scarecrows who were slightly shorter appeared in the eyes.

With a weird smile on his face, he walked towards him step by step.

Ye Zhen put the ghost in his hand into the bag expressionlessly, he didn't care about it, he can only say that he is not surprised, since he discovered a new rule of the scarecrow, he intentionally or unintentionally reduced the number of times to kill the ghost, Just cut them into the air.

"Scary guy..."

Ye Zhen stepped back while staring at the scarecrow. The reason why he couldn't kill the scarecrow was simple. This guy had the ability to assimilate a ghost into a scarecrow.

This means that the more ghosts around, the less likely the scarecrow will be imprisoned, and the more terrifying it will be.

After such a long time of contact, Ye Zhen could clearly feel that the more ghosts turned into scarecrows, the more terrifying the scarecrows would be.

To sum it up, the more scarecrows there are, the more terrifying the source ghost is, whether it's a living person or a ghost...

Staring at the scarecrow, Ye Zhen had a serious expression on his face, the ghosts appeared all the time, and even the will-o'-the-wisp went out several times.

"Support for up to three days, if there is more, no one will die for you..."

Anxiety flickered in Ye Zhen's eyes. He could rely on ghosts to substitute for death, but even so, the number of deaths was immeasurable.

Now as long as it is a ghost attacked by him, he will be replaced by him to death in an instant. From this, we can see how terrifying the ghost in him is.

"Lin Wudi, you have to hurry up, I won't last long..."

Ye Zhen looked into the distance, there was the city in the painting, Lin Qian was there, and the source of the ghost painting was also there.

Ye Zhen's expression began to become numb, his eyes revealed a lifeless look, and an extremely terrifying darkness appeared on him, but he immediately recovered.

Ye Zhen's pupils shrank slightly, and he walked further away in one step, trying to recover for the dead ghost!Up to seven days!If he hasn't left here within this time, he has to die here.

The source of ghost paintings
The blue waves are rippling, the lake is lightly rippling, and the red lotus is swaying, beautiful and moving.

The bright moon hangs high, the Milky Way is hot, and a red boat seems to be sailing in the Milky Way.

Inside the small boat, a young man wearing a bright red wedding dress was lying peacefully in it, the looming red light on his body looked very strange.

The small boat floated with the water, and went away alone on this boundless lake.

After getting drunk, I don't know the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy?If so, it's fitting.

A boat away, alone into the abyss,

One person, one boat, traveling alone.

　The plot is about to start

　　
　
(End of this chapter)