Mysterious Resurrection: Seize the Artifact

Chapter 268 Weird Wei Jing
boom! boom! boom!
The Ping An Hotel in the dark night was startled by a burst of gunfire. Yang Jian's eyes in the presidential suite suddenly opened, and a red light appeared in the darkness.

"Gunshots? Someone is making trouble?"

Yang Jian frowned and looked at the time, but it was only after three o'clock in the morning.

"Who is so courageous to make trouble here?"

Yang Jian turned his head to look in the direction of the gunshots, with doubts in his eyes.

But all of a sudden, Yang Jian's pupils shrank sharply, pierced, and the sound of flesh being torn apart appeared in the room, and blood and flesh sprang out uncontrollably from ghost eyes gleaming scarlet.

They all looked in one direction, and Ke Ke, who was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly, sat up in a jerk, looking around in a daze.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, stood up from the sofa, and fixed his eyes on one direction, which was upstairs, where something terrifying appeared.

"What the hell! Even the ghost eyes were completely alarmed."

There were streaks of red light flashing on Yang Jian's body, and the eyes of blood-red ghosts moved restlessly. This is the expression only when there are terrifying ghosts around.

"It's a bit difficult..."

Yang Jian walked over to Ke Ke's side, his eyes flickered slightly, and even Ke Ke woke up from fright, which proved that the thing was not simple.

"How could such a thing appear in Dajing City? Elder Qin doesn't care?"

Yang Jian was a little puzzled, but suddenly he looked a little surprised, and the ghost eyes on his body suddenly slipped back into the flesh.

The silence was restored again, while Ke Ke looked out the window in a daze, wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, threw himself back on the bed, and continued to sleep soundly.

Yang Jian's cheeks twitched slightly, he took a deep breath, walked quickly to the window, and stared down intently, a ghost eye appeared on his forehead, which could help him see more.

Below the Ping An Hotel, Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly, and the ghost eyes on his forehead flashed a dangerous red light.

Through the vision from the ghost eyes, Yang Jian clearly saw a man in an Interpol uniform walking forward.

As if aware of Yang Jian's gaze, the walking man paused slightly, turned his head slightly, and looked at Yang Jian's position.

When the man saw clearly the person standing in front of the window, to be precise, after seeing the scarlet ghost eye clearly, he suddenly realized:
"Ghost Eye Yang Jian, it's him, that's why."

The man withdrew his gaze and left straight away, his body disappeared into the darkness.

Looking at the direction in which the man disappeared, Yang Jian's pupils shrank slightly, and his face was a little surprised:

"There is still such an existence in the headquarters?"

The ghost eyes on the forehead moved restlessly, and then retracted into the flesh.

"It's really interesting, the foundation of the headquarters is really strong enough."

Yang Jian went to the sofa and sat back down. Recalling the strange and numb face just now, Yang Jian can be sure that he has never seen this person, even if he has never heard of him.

"Such a person has never heard of it. There is something."

"The headquarters is hidden deep enough."

Yang Jian leaned on the sofa, looking at the city at three o'clock in the morning, quiet and peaceful.

Recalling the gunshot just now, but after the sound, there was no movement, and I don't know what happened.

Boom, boom, boom...

But at this moment, there was a knock on the door, Yang Jian's pupils shrank slightly, and he turned his head to look around. There was nothing unusual in the direction, so he was relieved.

"It's not a knocker. What kind of idiot is this? Can't knock on the door properly?"

Yang Jian stood up and walked to the door with a very unhappy expression. The knocks on the door just now coincided with the knocking of the knocker.

If he didn't find anything unusual around him, he would have suspected that the knocker had come.

"Who?"

"It's me, Zhang Lei."

Hearing that it was him, Yang Jian frowned, hesitated for a while before opening the door, opened the door and looked at the stiff face, feeling a little puzzled:
"If you don't sleep in the middle of the night, what door are you knocking on? I don't know if this will scare people to death?"

"Scary?"

Zhang Lei looked at Yang Jian in a daze, scared to death?Scared who?Yang Jian?
Seeing Zhang Lei's stiff smile, Yang Jian's eyes flickered:
"Is this really intentional?"

"Zhang Lei, you don't sleep in the middle of the night, why are you looking for me? Is there something wrong?"

Hearing this, Zhang Lei subconsciously looked at the ceiling, hesitated for a while and asked nervously:

"Did you hear the gunshot just now?"

Hearing that Zhang Lei asked such a mindless question, Yang Jian rolled his eyes:
"What nonsense are you talking about? It's so loud that I can't hear it?"

"Uh... too."

Zhang Lei scratched his head, showing a look of embarrassment, but this expression was obviously not suitable for him.

Looking at the distorted face, Yang Jian couldn't stand it any longer:
"Okay, to make a long story short, just tell me what you want from me."

"Uh...it's like this. When the gunshots rang out just now, I received a notification that a ghost master, Li Gui, had recovered. However, the notification was very strange. It didn't ask me to deal with this emergency, but asked me Do not go to the scene."

Having said that, Zhang Lei was silent for a while, as if organizing his words:

"So, I just wanted to ask if you have received the same notice."

Yang Jian watched Zhang Lei quietly, looked at the sky outside, and then looked at Zhang Lei again, the corners of his eyes twitched twice.

"You knocked on my door in the middle of the night just because of this?" Yang Jian took a deep breath and almost couldn't hold back to kill this girl.

This idiot, it would be fine if he knocked on the door in the middle of the night, but he still knocked exactly like the knocker.

Zhang Lei scratched his head, somewhat puzzled:
"Otherwise, what's wrong with this? Didn't you tell me about the starving ghost tomorrow? So it's impossible for me to come to you because of this."

"I can only find you because of other things. By the way, have you received such a strange notice?"

Yang Jian stared blankly at this wise man, and after a moment of silence, he slammed the door shut, and then two words sounded from the room:
"No."

Then, then there was no more, Zhang Lei was stunned, even more strange, I don't know why Yang Jian lost his temper so much, isn't it just asking a question, as for that?
"Could it be that Li Gui's recovery broke his brain?"

Zhang Lei thought about it, and felt that it was very possible. When he turned back to his room, he was still sighing in his heart:

"It seems that people like Yang Jian still can't get rid of the trouble of Li Gui's recovery."

And Yang Jian in the room, his cheeks twitched slightly:
"I'm afraid this guy's brain was broken by the ghost's recovery. Who the hell is a normal person knocking on someone's door at night just to ask a little thing?"

"Crazy, inexplicable..."

Yang Jian sat back on the sofa again, turned his head to look at the opening that was occupying the entire big bed, shook his head, and continued to lean on the sofa.

Looking at the night outside the window, Yang Jian basically knew what was going on in his heart. The detective downstairs just now, if nothing else happened, came to deal with the ghost master.

Comparing the before and after, from the sound of the gunshot to the opening and closing of the ghost's eyes, it took no more than five seconds before and after, which means that the unlucky ghost was solved within five seconds.

It only took five seconds from the start to the end, and the time spent on the road was also counted. If you look at it this way, it may be less than five seconds.

Of course, this does not rule out that that person was in the Ping An Hotel at that time, but this may be a bit low, after all, when Yang Jian saw that person, that person was leaving here.

From this point, it can be judged that that person does not live here, and if he lives here, there is no need to leave at all, which is very unreasonable.

"This is really a guy not to be underestimated."

Yang Jian secretly thought that if he was asked to deal with this emergency, he would be able to deal with it very quickly, but it was far from that speed.

After all, it will take some time just to be imprisoned, let alone other things. It is not so easy to deal with a sudden supernatural event.

Yang Jian let out a deep breath, thought for a while and lit a cigarette, a flash of fire loomed in the darkness:
"Forget it, why do you think so much, the background of the headquarters can't be seen just by looking at it."

Smoke lingered in the darkness, and a pair of blood-red eyes loomed in the darkness.

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In the training base, in the laboratory, Wang Xiaoming looked at a piece of research material in his hand, frowning:

"There are some problems with the ghost in the ghost coffin. Wei Jing can't fully integrate into the ghost coffin because of the existence of this ghost."

Wang Xiaoming rubbed his brows, looked at the black lacquered coffin in the safe room, there was a fully conceived ghost inside, and it was because of the existence of this ghost that the ghost coffin didn't think Wei Jing was a ghost.

This also led to the fact that although Wei Jing possessed all the supernatural powers of the ghost coffin, there would still be risks, and the risks would be very high.

As long as the ghost in the ghost coffin leaves the coffin, this risk will appear.

"It's a bit troublesome. There is no way to perfectly control the ghost coffin, but the risk is too high. It is obviously impossible for Wei Jing to eat the ghost in the coffin."

"The suppression between the spiritual puzzles is not that simple. It seems that we have to plan another method."

Wang Xiaoming sealed up the information in his hand and handed it to Li Jun. The research information about the ghost coffin is top secret, and no one has the right to check it except him and the minister.

"Li Jun, get ready. I plan to hold the first meeting ahead of schedule. It will start at noon tomorrow at the most."

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Li Jun agreed without hesitation. He only needs to obey the order.

squeak
At this time, a man with a numb expression, empty eyes, and an old hemp rope hanging around his waist walked into the laboratory.

Seeing the person coming, Wang Xiaoming pushed his glasses and looked Wei Jing up and down:
"How does it feel? Do you have the ability to suppress ghosts without thinking?"

"Well, it does have the ability to suppress ghosts without thinking, and can use ghosts as one of its own units."

"The quota that I can suppress the ghosts is three ghosts. As long as the ghosts are lower than my suppression quota, I will be regarded as an order."

Wei Jing's voice was very hollow, it sounded no different from a dead person, in fact he is no different from a dead person now.

"Three quotas for suppression? Ghost rope, plus yourself, and the guy who revived the ghost?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"It's him. When I passed by, he had already revived the ghost, but he still retained a sliver of consciousness, so I took him as one of my suppression quotas." Wei Ding nodded and told the truth without any concealment.

"According to my feelings, I can clearly feel that the ghost was completely suppressed the moment I touched it, which shows that the suppressive force on my body has a terrifying priority."

Hearing Wei Jing's report, Wang Xiaoming nodded, confirming his conjecture:

"Well, I see, your code name from now on will be Guichai, and this code name fits your abilities very well."

"By the way, you go to Moments tomorrow morning, one is to return the ghost cut, the other is to inform Fang Shiming and Jiang Shangbai that the meeting will be moved forward to noon tomorrow, and the third is to warn them once to let them put away those unrealistic little calculations .”

"At present, any captain candidate is an extremely valuable resource. If they dare to violate the regulations set by the headquarters, the headquarters will kill them without hesitation, even if two of them are captain candidates."

Wang Xiaoming said while handing a small gold box to Wei Jing.

Wei Jing took the golden box, put it in his pocket, nodded and said:

"I will tell the truth."

As for Wang Xiaoming's instructions, he was happy to follow them, not because of anything else, but because Wang Xiaoming let him survive. Although he became neither human nor ghost, so what?Survived and possessed terrifying abilities, what is there to be dissatisfied with?
"By the way, don't come to the laboratory recently. If your problems are not completely resolved, you may be at risk of getting out of control. You have to hold that spiritual seat properly. It is the key to maintaining your consciousness as a living person."

"But you don't have to worry. The next step is already being prepared. I believe that it won't take long for the hidden dangers on your body to be completely resolved. In the past few days, Mr. Qin will pay attention to your state. If there is anything wrong, remember to report it at any time. "

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's warning, Wei Jingting nodded, his expression still numb.

"I understand. I will fully cooperate with Professor Wang's research."

Wang Xiaoming smiled, turned around and looked at the ghost coffin in the safe house, his eyes flickered slightly, and after thinking about it, he said to Elder Qin who was standing beside him:
"I have to trouble Mr. Qin to take a look at it. The situation of the ghost coffin is a bit complicated, and it will not be easy to solve it for a while. After this meeting is over, I will make arrangements, so this time, Mr. Qin needs to pay more attention to it." gone."

"No problem, you do your own thing, if you need anything, just call the old man, and the old man will do what he can."

Elder Qin agreed without any hesitation. It didn't take much energy to look at the ghost coffin and Wei Jing, and it was easy to do.

"That's good."

Wang Xiaoming let out a foul breath, his expression was a little tired, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his eyes, obviously he was very interested in the next plan.

Completely let Wei Jing merge into the ghost coffin and become a real ghost messenger without any risk of losing control. This is Wang Xiaoming's real goal!
"A ghost similar to a starving ghost, even more terrifying than a starving ghost. I really look forward to the day when Wei Jing is as good as Lin Qian."

"I believe this day will not be too far away!"

(End of this chapter)