The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 16 The Person Who Can't Be Remembered

The toilet door, which had been forcibly broken open, was crumbling.

Li Leping had no doubt that he could break it off with a single force.

But that doesn't really matter.

He just needs a place to hide.

Even if the ghost slave outside knows that he is inside, it is useless.

"Just keep them from seeing me."

Leave the rest to the Forgotten Ghost.

will be forgotten, will be forgotten...

"Boom, boom, boom."

Li Leping pressed against the door, feeling a violent impact from the other side.

The ghost slaves outside wanted to rush in.

It's just that he was corrupted by ghosts after all. The ghost master's body seems to be decadent, but it contains power far beyond that of ordinary people.

The door of the toilet was tightly blocked by him, and the ghost slaves outside couldn't rush in at all.

"It's useless for you to do that."

At this time, Fang Jun, who had been staying by the side, reminded.

His voice was dry and hoarse, as if someone in critical condition had exhausted his last bit of strength to speak, and it sounded very uncomfortable.

Although Fang Jun witnessed Li Leping's behavior of forcing the ghost slave out, he also knew that it was impossible to escape so easily after being targeted by the ghost.

Unless there are other supernatural forces interfering.

Li Leping turned sideways, blocked the door, and took the opportunity to observe the toilet.

He didn't pay attention to it before, thinking that there were only some lucky survivors hiding in the toilet.

However, the man who opened his mouth to remind himself, who looked to be in his early thirties, could tell at a glance that he was not an ordinary person.

Everyone huddled in the deepest part of the toilet, only this man, he blocked the aisle like a shield, separating Li Leping from the survivors.

"Ghost master?" Li Leping asked tentatively.

As soon as these words came out, Fang Jun, who had been watching from the sidelines with a cold expression, immediately showed a sense of vigilance in his eyes: "Do you know the ghost master?"

Now is the early stage of spiritual recovery, and not many people know this name.

Feeling that the force of the impact from outside began to decrease gradually, Li Leping's complexion also looked better, and he was relieved, but the indifference in his expression did not decrease.

He didn't reply, but focused his eyes on the golden nameplate on Fang Jun's chest.

In the dim environment, the golden nameplate was dazzlingly illuminated by the mobile phone with the flash in his trouser pocket.

"Fang Jun?" Li Leping read after seeing the words engraved on it.

There is also a phone with a strange shape hanging next to the name tag, which looks a bit like the old Big Brother.

"The person in charge's satellite positioning phone?"

If a gold brand name still can't make Li Leping determine Fang Jun's identity, then this bulky mobile phone that looks like a big brother is enough for him to guess Fang Jun's identity.

Fang Jun nodded slightly as he watched the 20-year-old young man in front of him show a calmness that was not in line with his age.

As the person in charge, he soon noticed that the movement outside had decreased.

Although the footsteps outside were still so noisy, it could be heard that the footsteps were decreasing.

The ghost slaves are retreating.

"Unbelievable."

Fang Jun looked at Li Leping solemnly. He didn't know what method this young man used, but he was sure that supernatural power must be involved.

"Are you also a ghost master?" Fang Jun asked tentatively.

Li Leping nodded without denying it.

Fang Jun said: "So that's the case, no wonder you can avoid the ghost slave's pursuit."

Li Leping didn't continue to speak. After he felt that there was no movement outside, he waited for a while before quietly opening a crack in the door and peeking out.

There is only a dim corridor in sight, and the ghost slave has disappeared.

Sure enough, the passive ability of the forgotten ghost is enough to make these ghost slaves forget their own existence.

He guessed right, or bet right, thus, he avoided a meaningless consumption.

Taking a long breath, Li Leping closed the door again and sat down with his back against the door.

The toilet returned to silence, only the sound of water leaking out of nowhere, making a "tick-tick-tick" sound.

After confirming the safety, Li Leping had time to carefully look at Fang Jun's appearance. A man in his early 30s, who was in his prime, was now haggard, decadent, and extremely thin, with no excess flesh. Said it was skinny.

This is a sign of being corrupted by ghosts.

What Li Leping is most concerned about is what kind of ghost is hidden in the body of this person in charge named Fang Jun?Is the limit of his body approaching, and how long will it be before Li Gui recovers?
If conditions permit, it should still be possible to join hands with him to deal with a supernatural event.

The people in charge of the headquarters of the supernatural recovery in the early stage are relatively reliable, and they are basically the image of Wei Guangzheng as a good person, and they are trustworthy.

It's just that, as time goes by, these ghost masters frequently use the power of ghosts in order to deal with supernatural events, and as a result, they die faster.

Heroes always die before villains.

The first batch of reliable ghost masters are rapidly withering. After that, the ghost masters in the headquarters are more or less a little bit wrong. They are either lunatics or gamblers. temper.

He looked at Fang Jun and said, "You should have been attacked by these ghost slaves, too. What ability did you rely on to survive?"

"What are you asking for?" Fang Jun asked.

"There are so many ghost slaves wandering outside, and there is another ghost wandering around whose exact location is unknown. Maybe we can work together to imprison that ghost." Li Leping suggested.

"Detention?" Fang Jun examined Li Leping for a while, and then asked, "Why?"

"Why?" Li Leping said.

"You are not the ghost master of the headquarters, why do you want to imprison a ghost and take the initiative to deal with supernatural events?" Fang Jun doubted Li Leping's original intention.

As the person in charge, Fang Jun certainly knows that there are such a group of lunatics who run the ghost business in this world.

In the current underground market, a imprisoned ghost is worth at least [-] million, and there is no market for the price.

Powers from all over the world will buy it secretly, and the price will increase if the level is high.

"You may not believe it, but I'm here to take pictures of ghosts." Li Leping shook the camera he took from the room of the ghost studio.

"Photograph?"

Fang Jun's first reaction was that this person might have a brain problem.

But the next moment, Fang Jun's haggard face suddenly showed an expression of disbelief.

He remembered.

The young man in front of him seemed to be the young man he saw entering the shopping mall when he was searching for survivors.

The young man he thought was ignorant.

It's just that I actually forgot his appearance.

Now, Fang Jun was a little panicked.

Even at such a close distance, I couldn't be sure if what I saw was him.

"Spiritual influence?"

Fang Jun's face suddenly became serious.

I seem to have met an unrememberable ghost master...

(End of this chapter)