The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Chapter 17 Cooperation
An unrememberable ghost rider with an old-fashioned camera in his hand.

"This camera must be supernatural."

Fang Jun glanced at the camera in Li Leping's hand.

The old camera, the spray paint on it has been peeled and faded, it is estimated to be decades old.

He had seen someone holding an identical camera not too long ago.

It's just that there is no identical supernatural item found in the world yet.

Perhaps, this is the first time?
Not paying attention to Fang Jun's reviewing eyes, Li Leping raised his head and asked, "Have you thought about it clearly?"

He doesn't have time to spend here with Fang Jun. If the person in charge of Dachuan City in front of him has been unable to make a decision all this time, he might as well do it alone.

He is also unwilling to team up with people who are grinding and chirping.

If this kind of hesitation is brought to a supernatural event, it will only kill the entire team.

A ghost master fights with ghosts, and ghosts will not reason with you, they only want to kill the ghost master.

"If you want to cooperate, you can." Fang Jun said.

"But before that, you have to tell me the capabilities of the camera in your hand, and why do you want to take pictures? It can't be for no reason."

Hearing this, Li Leping smiled self-deprecatingly, and shook the camera in his hand: "I'm actually also groping, and what you want to ask is what I want to know."

Fang Jun's eyes moved slightly, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "About an hour ago, I saw a person holding a camera exactly like yours in the building."

"Oh?" Li Leping asked curiously, "What does it look like?"

"You asked me like this, and I don't know what to say. It's cloudy outside, it's too dark, and I can't see clearly. I can only say that the man's nose is a nose, and his eyes are Eyes?" Fang Jun said bluntly.

It is difficult to describe a person's appearance in pure words.

But Li Leping had roughly guessed who that person was.

The ghost photo studio has asked all the living people on the first floor to participate in this mission that day. Unless all the people in my group died in the mission, they should not send a second group of people to complete this mission.

That being the case, that person could only be Jiang Cheng.

Jiangcheng, who doesn't remember Li Leping's existence, may have rushed to Dachuan City overnight from the moment he returned to his original position.

"Where is that person?" Li Leping asked.

Fang Jun shook her head regretfully: "He was wearing black clothes."

"understood."

He didn't need to say much to know the ending.

Jiang Cheng is just an ordinary person who has experienced sending photos, and his fate after being surrounded by ghost slaves is self-evident.

"Ugh……"

Li Leping exhaled silently.

When entering the ghost photo studio, you can still see many living people.

Now, I am the only one who dies...

Sure enough, supernatural events just don't give people a way out.

"okay."

After sitting for so long, Li Leping didn't even want to stand up.

He stood up, looked at Fang Jun and said, "So? Cooperate or go it alone?"

"Let's cooperate." Fang Jun accepted Li Leping's invitation.

They all know that personal abilities are limited, especially for ghost masters whose lifespan will be shortened by using ghost power. will improve.

The most important thing is that one of the two is the person in charge, and his job is to deal with supernatural events, and the other is a photographer sent by the ghost studio, who is required to complete the task of taking pictures of the ghosts.

There is no conflict of interest between them.

"So, what is your ability?" Li Leping asked casually.

If Fang Jun didn't want to say it, he wouldn't be able to force him to speak, not to mention that he didn't have a temper that would make others difficult.

At most, it was to encourage Fang Jun to rush to the front when the ghost was imprisoned.

Anyway, with the supernatural ability of the forgotten ghost, the possibility of being the first to be targeted is very small.

Fang Jun was sober and did not hide anything. He lowered his head and looked at his skinny hands and said, "You seem to know a lot, so you should also know the headquarters of the Ghost Master. It doesn't matter if you don't know, you just need to know the headquarters for me code name.

Ghost cotton Fang Jun.

The corpse water squeezed out of my body has the ability to isolate spirits. "

Said, Fang Jun touched his chest with his thin fingers.

However, he did not untie his clothes to show Li Leping what was going on inside.

Li Leping was also reluctant to watch.

Although his emotions have been eroded by the ghosts and become more indifferent, his human nature is still there. It is better not to watch some disgusting pictures of physical discomfort.

"Ghost cotton? Squeeze water from your body?" He frowned.

Sure enough, the ghosts in this world have all sorts of strange abilities, and this is the first time he has heard of such abilities.

"It's no wonder why the smell of corpses in the toilet is even stronger. I didn't notice it when I was nervous before, but now I think about it..."

Li Leping noticed the white shirt Fang Jun was wearing. He said it was a white shirt, but it must be made of some special material to make such tight and waterproof clothes.

Otherwise, the stench of corpses on Fang Jun's body would not be covered at all.

"Let's go."

Li Leping didn't want to delay any longer, he secretly opened a crack in the door, and only after confirming that there was no change outside did he open the door.

"You, are you leaving?"

At this time, among the survivors huddled in the corner, an old lady stood up suddenly, trembling.

In their field of vision, the two people in front of them just muttered there for a while, and then they were about to open the door and leave.

Fang Jun, who had already reached the door, frowned, and had to turn around and explain: "We are going to deal with the incidents outside. The complexity of the situation here is far beyond your imagination. If the situation worsens, I can't protect you." Safety of all of you."

Li Leping leaned against the door frame, quietly acting as a spectator without making a sound.

It doesn't matter if you don't talk.

Anyway, when the toilet door is closed, these survivors will forget him.

"No, no, what if you take the opportunity to run away." The aunt actually complained a little.

"Yes."

"You gathered us here and just ignored it?"

"Are we going to be abandoned?"

The aunt's complaints actually aroused a few echoes.

Under the long-term suppression of terror, some people's psychology has lost control, and they have lost the ability to calm down and reason, which cannot be described by common sense at all.

The selfishness, cowardice, and greed in human nature have all turned into accusations at this moment.

Fang Jun, who dealt with supernatural events and rescued survivors, became like the culprit in the blink of an eye.

Bullying the soft and fearing the hard, that's probably what it is like to push the nose on the face.

This group of people didn't dare to release the fear and anger that had been suppressed in their hearts for a long time to the ghost outside, so they only dared to vent to Fang Jun, the person in charge who was nice to them.

It's funny how the protectors have to bear the blame that the perpetrators deserve.

The weak only dare to swing their knives at the weaker, probably this is what it means.

(End of this chapter)