Mysterious recovery: starting from the strange lake

Chapter 74 Ready to Solve
"People's thoughts are changing all the time. One moment is wild and unconstrained, and the next moment is simple and unpretentious. This is a common thing."

"Besides, is it still a secret love if you say it?"

"Does it count?" Yu Qian looked at Yang Jian.

"It doesn't count." Yang Jian said.

"What about you?" Yu Qian looked at Ye Zhen.

"Of course not." Ye Zhen said.

The next moment, the three of them suddenly raised the wine bottle and said in unison: "Damn."

They looked at each other, smiled, and drank together.

None of the three are good people.

……

"Professor Wang, what's going on?"

Seeing Wang Xiaoming stepping off the armed helicopter, Cao Yanhua and Zhao Jianguo rushed over to meet him.

"In three days, the supernatural forum will deal with this incident." Wang Xiaoming took off his glasses and wiped the dust off them.

The wind is strong and dusty, and it is easy to cover the eyes.

"Three days! Isn't this a long time?"

"It depends on the situation in Dachang City. After three days, I don't know how many people will be left."

Cao Yanhua said with some incomprehension.

"The time is set by them, and I can't change it."

The cruel reality is that the initiative is not in his hands.

Although he communicated with Yu Qianzhi for a while, from his words, Wang Xiaoming could see his character.

Yu Qian, if you don't give him benefits, then I'm sorry, he will just watch what happens.

He will watch with peace of mind, and set up a small bench next to him, holding a bowl of noodles, watching while eating.

A very realistic person.

This kind of person is the easiest to deal with, and the hardest to deal with.

No one can control and force him to do what he doesn't want to do.

"Very good, is this the supernatural forum?" Cao Yanhua's face was cloudy, and Dachang City had become like this.

Hundreds of millions of people are in danger.

And it's okay to ask an exorbitant price on the supernatural forum, but we still have to wait three days to deal with this supernatural incident.

In three days, how many casualties will arrive?

Cao Yanhua didn't dare to think about this number.

"There is no other way now, unless Mr. Qin comes over, or we can only wait for the supernatural forum to deal with it."

"It's impossible to seek help from abroad. Let's not say whether they are willing to come and meddle is a matter. Let's just say that the price is much more than the sum of the things paid to the supernatural forum."

"The value is not equal, and there are many other reasons, it is impossible for us to turn to foreign countries for help."

"We can only let the supernatural forum capable of handling this matter take action." Wang Xiaoming calmly analyzed it.

The current period is very chaotic, and those people abroad are thinking about reaching into the headquarters all the time.

But without exception all failed.

If you open your mouth because of this time, it will be more troublesome in the future.

All in all, the headquarters cannot do things where the gains and losses are not equal.

Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Cao Yanhua fell into silence. Although what Wang Xiaoming said was correct, he just felt unhappy.

He glanced at Dachang City, which was shrouded in haze, with some gloomy eyes.

If it is handled well, it is a political achievement, and if it is not handled well, it is a stain.

Which is more important?

Cao Yanhua knew it very well.

So he didn't say anything more, and walked into the temporary wiring room with Wang Xiaoming.

Time passes and something happens.

Taiyuan, Taiping Ancient Town.

"Haven't revived Yin'er yet?"

In an ancestral hall, an old man in a shroud looked at a woman in an ice coffin, and turned to look at He Liansheng suspiciously.

"Now is not the time. Yin'er's resurrection will definitely get involved in the incident in Dachang City."

The one-eyed old man was sitting on the bench, smoking a dry cigarette, and knocked on the stem of the cigarette, and the dull sound of thump, thud, rang in the ancestral hall.

"Yin'er is the person in charge of Taiyuan. Because of the reason for her disappearance, many things in Taiyuan are left alone."

"If she is resurrected now, she will contact the headquarters because of her temper, and she won't be able to persuade her."

"The current headquarters is just short of people to deal with that matter, and Yin'er's resurrection will happen just in time."

"Even if she listened to you and didn't go in the end, but when the headquarters finds out, her identity as the person in charge will have twists and turns."

"Besides, that kid named Yu Qian, if he knows that Yin'er is alive, he will immediately know that we have come out of the ghost painting alive. According to that kid's temper, he may come here immediately to make trouble. He is here now. There is no risk whatsoever."

Recalling the ghost lake that disappeared out of thin air, the one-eyed old man couldn't help feeling a little anxious.

Such a big and dangerous ghost lake was abruptly moved by Yu Qian.

During the period, Ghost Lake also released many ghosts.

The old guys were busy for a few days before they could deal with it.

Thinking of this, the one-eyed old man raised his head to look at the spiritual tablet enshrined in the ancestral hall.

There are almost 30 less spiritual positions now.

It is because of the consumption of dealing with those ghosts.

"It makes sense."

Speaking of the kid named Yu Qian, the old man in the shroud obviously had a bad face.

He Liansheng, together with several of their elders, started planning the ghost lake when He Yin'er was ten years old.

Being cautious, they didn't relax a little until He Yin'er died and sent her to the ghost lake.

In the end, a boy who appeared out of nowhere controlled the spirit of Ghost Lake, and even moved Ghost Lake away from Taiping Ancient Town.

This is equivalent to cutting off the results of their busy work for so many years.

How can this not make them popular?
"If that boy dares to come, I will definitely make him into clothes." The old man said with a gloomy face, she didn't have many clothes, and the reason for all this was that boy named Yu Qian.

When He Liansheng heard this, he just smoked the pipe silently. It might not be easy for Yu Qian to deal with now, let alone Yu Qian might not be the only one who came.

The vice president of the supernatural forum, the status is really high, the president of the supernatural forum, the man named Ye Zhen, the ghost on his body is strangely tight.

The two of them come together, I really don't know if these old guys can beat them.

The big waves scour the sand, discarding the old and useless sand.

……

"Actually, you can bring He Yin'er back to life. I will definitely not come to trouble you in a short time. After all, my troubles are not small."

Sitting on the recliner and flipping through a book of "Book of Rites", Yu Qian suddenly paused with his fingers.

He smiled and closed the book, put it aside, got up and went to the window.

"He Liansheng, He Liansheng, it's the same if you die sooner or later. It doesn't matter if you give the supernatural power to He Yin'er, it's just convenient for me."

"I need arrangements to kill you, but to kill He Yin'er, I don't even need arrangements."

"Compared to me, a young high school student, He Yin'er is even worse."

The current Yu Qian doesn't have any idea of ​​revenge, Taiping Ancient Town will disappear sooner or later, this is inevitable.

Solving enemies in the easiest way is what Yu Qian has been pursuing.

So even after knowing that He Lian lived and emerged from a ghost painting, he didn't immediately go to Taiping Ancient Town with Ye Zhen.

There is no other reason, the risk is a bit high, not worth it.

After he becomes a different kind, killing them is easy.

Without [-]% certainty, Yu Qian didn't want to do it.

Revenge should be revenged in a crushing situation.

Chen Pingan did a good job at this.

Yu Qian knocked on the window, with a smile in his eyes: "Resurrect early, I am very interested in the ability of summoning souls."

"It's too wasteful for you."

……

……

"Ye Zhen, are you trying to catch ghosts?"

Outside the sea city, in the mountains.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the gloomy lake.

The great lake has no ripples, the water is dark and gloomy, but the bottom can be seen.

"No, Yu Qian asked Ye to see if there is any possibility of that ghost escaping."

Looking at the old house at the bottom of the lake, and the corpse of the woman in white standing motionless at the bottom of the lake.

Very well, Yu Qian's worries are unnecessary.

Ghost Lake's suppressive power was still online, and the ghost had no intention of running away.

"Which ghost? Is it the female corpse in white, or the old house?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

The terror brought to him by this great lake was much higher than that of the starving ghost.

It's hard to imagine that this big lake was created by Yu Qian and Ye Zhen together.

"Both, two are considered one."

Ye Zhen let go of the hilt of his sword, with a calm expression on his face.

"Let's go, let's go to Dachang City tonight." After confirming that there is no sign of Li Gui running out, they should prepare to travel and trade.

In addition, the headquarters has been urging for the past two days, because all the things have been delivered, but the spiritual forum has not taken any action.

This made headquarters very unhappy.

This made Ye Zhen very upset.

Who is Ye Zhen?

Could it be that they can urge them at will?
So these two days, the supernatural forum simply didn't even answer the phone calls from the headquarters.

Yang Jian didn't say anything, and being able to bring him over to have a look at it was considered a treat for him.

Soon, the two left the mountain.

In the evening, the dusk is about to dissipate, and the moon is empty.

Looking at the red glow that was about to disappear, Yu Qian closed the book.

"Yang Jian, I'll send you in first. After you go in, you first contact the headquarters to say that you are online, and then pretend that you have tested that ghost."

"Then tell Wang Xiaoming about the starving ghost's possession of the restart, and then you go get that thing."

"When you finish taking that thing, Ye Zhen and I will come over immediately, and we will restrain the ghost behind Zhao Kaiming, so that you can imprison the starving ghost without risk."

Yu Qian looked back at Yang Jian, and at the same time nodded to Wang Shanshan who was following behind Yang Jian to express his friendly friendship with classmates.

"Okay, just follow your arrangement."

Regarding Yu Qian's arrangement, Yang Jian did not have any objections.

Yu Qian's strategy is exhaustive, he has seen it.

Using the things and ghosts sent by the headquarters, Yu Qian abruptly turned A Wu into a different kind.

Although Ah Wu is still in the process of becoming a different kind, but looking at the process, it is no different from the process Yu Qian said.

"Yeah." Yu Qian nodded.

The next moment, drops of red liquid appeared, and the liquid dripped from Yu Qian's skin onto the ground.

Soon a small pool of water appeared in front of everyone.

"You can just go in, and the place to come out is in the safe house of Guanjiang Community, where I still have one of my few followers." Yu Qian said.

Hearing Yu Qian's words, Yang Jian hesitated for a while before clicking, but still chose to believe Yu Qian.

"You stay here first, and I'll come pick you up when things are over." Yang Jian looked at Wang Shanshan and said.

"it is good."

For Yang Jian's arrangement, Wang Shanshan will not and cannot refuse.

It is impossible for ghost slaves to resist the source ghost.

Without saying anything more, Yang Jian jumped into the small pool directly.

The sound of water sounded, Yu Qian waved his hand, and the small pool returned to his body in an instant.

Now we just need to wait for Yang Jian to take the coffin nails, and it won't be too long.

Wang Shanshan glanced at Yu Qian, turned around and left the office calmly.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Ye Zhen pulled a chair and sat down.

"Why don't you recommend Yang Jian to join us?"

Ye Zhen wanted to ask this question a long time ago, but he didn't ask because Yang Jian was here.

"It will delay his growth. His growth doesn't need me and your help. If he joins the supernatural forum, Yang Jian may die young, but he won't in the headquarters."

Yu Qian sat down and looked at the dusk outside the window.

"A person who should have grown into a top expert, but died because of your selfishness, would you be willing?"

"Of course not, Ye Mou has never been this kind of person, you know that." Ye Zhen said that he is not that kind of villain.

"That's right. In addition, Yang Jian's being at the headquarters is a good thing for our supernatural forum. Before Yang Jian only wanted to live, but after I said that, he didn't think so."

"To live and become stronger, not to be suppressed, this is what he thinks now."

"Yang Jianhui will become more ruthless."

"Yang Jian's existence is my guidepost."

As dusk falls, night will come, and so will despair.

Now the mysteriously recovered Yu Qian knew it was that.

When encountering a starving ghost, Yang Jian didn't use the coffin nails, but came to look for him. To be honest, this is undoubtedly an escape.

If Yu Qian hadn't told Yang Jian that the coffin nails had a [-]% success rate in detaining starving ghosts, Yang Jian might not have returned to Dachang City.

There is no shame in being afraid of death.

A more desperate world emerges.

It is very possible to divide the world into three parts and rule by dividing the territory.

"Hearing what you said, Ye is starting to look forward to it." Ye Zhen stretched his neck and looked down at the sword in his arms.

With the sword in hand, someone Ye will be invincible for the rest of his life.

But if it is really invincible, it will be very lonely.

The invincibility of the invincible hand is good, but it is not so good.

"By the way, Yu Qian, what is that thing you and Yang Jian have been talking about? It sounds very strong." Ye Zhen looked at Yu Qian suspiciously.

From the beginning until now, only the two of Yu Qian and Yang Jian knew what they were talking about, and Ye Zhen didn't have the slightest idea.

All I know is that with that thing in place, there will be no pressure to imprison the starving ghost.

"It's a coffin nail. As long as it is a ghost nailed by that coffin nail, it will be suppressed instantly, even if it is your scapegoat." Yu Qian didn't hide anything. It's just a coffin nail. It's not worth hiding. .

"So strong?"

Ye Zhen was shocked, even his scapegoat would be suppressed, one can imagine how terrifying this kind of thing is.

"Well, that's how strong it is." Yu Qian nodded. The coffin nails are really strong. In the early stage of supernatural recovery, one child can be nailed at a time. Unfortunately, it may not be effective for too terrifying ghosts.

"Tsk tsk... It's interesting. There are such things. I don't know if there is anything more outrageous than this at this time." Ye Zhen stroked the long sword, and some lights flickered in his eyes.

Uh……

Yu Qian seems to have forgotten that Ye Zhen also has a little hobby of collecting items.

Looking at the figures, Yu Qian's eyes flickered slightly.

……

"Captain, Yang Jian is online!"

Outside Dachang City, Zhao Jianguo suddenly received a communication from Liu Xiaoyu.

"What? Yang Jian is online?"

Zhao Jianguo's pupils shrank slightly, and then he reacted: "Where is he now?"

"Outside of Seventh High School, an attempt is being made to detain a starving ghost."

"but……"

Speaking of this, Liu Xiaoyu hesitated.

"but what?"

Originally, Zhao Jianguo was very happy when he heard that Yang Jian was online, but when he heard that Yang Jian was trying to imprison the starving ghost, Zhao Jianguo was even happier.

What this means Zhao Jianguo is very clear, once Yang Jian successfully detains the starving ghost, the headquarters will have an extra Interpol who can handle S-level supernatural events.

In the future, the headquarters will no longer need to seek help from the supernatural forum, unless there is a supernatural event that Yang Jian can't solve.

But for Liu Xiaoyu's one but, Zhao Jianguo had a bad feeling in his heart.

"But Yang Jian failed. The Starving Ghost used a new ability, which seems to be turning back time..." Liu Xiaoyu hesitated for a while before telling the bad news.

"Back in time? Are you kidding me!"

Zhao Jianguo was shocked.

Zhao Jianguo knew very well what the time reversal meant. This meant that once this incident was true, the starving ghost would never be imprisoned again.

"It's true..." Liu Xiaoyu said.

After confirming, Zhao Jianguo fell into silence. After a long time, Zhao Jianguo hung up the phone, and without any hesitation, he turned around and informed Cao Yanhua and Wang Xiaoming.

1 minute later.

"Back in time?" Cao Yanhua obviously didn't believe this statement.

Does time travel really exist?
An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, no one present will understand this truth.

How can time turn back?

"No, it should be true, but it's not about turning back time, it's about restarting."

"When I was studying ghosts before, I came up with a conjecture. If the level of horror of the ghosts reaches a certain level, it is possible to cover the reality by modifying the world inside the ghosts, so as to reach the situation where the reality is modified. I call this For restart."

"The exact time and a half will not be clear."

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while, and quickly deduced the truth of the matter.

The concept of restarting is very big and involves many disciplines, and it will be unclear for a while.

"Contact Yang Jian, I'll come and ask him personally."

Wang Xiaoming looked at Zhao Jianguo and said.

"Okay, I'll set up the call right away."

The situation is urgent and cannot be delayed.

Soon, a connection was established.

In Dachang City, Yang Jian looked at the Hongfa Temple that was crowded with people, and a road was full of people.

It seems reasonable to burn incense and worship Buddha when something happens.

Turning on the ghost, Yang Jian walked on the road, and then picked up the satellite positioning mobile phone that kept ringing.

"I'm Yang Jian."

"I'm Wang Xiaoming, Yang Jian, how is your situation?" Wang Xiaoming's voice came.

"It's not bad, I won't die for the time being." Yang Jian said.

"But if this incident is not resolved, Dachang City will die soon." Looking at the increasingly heavy haze, Yang Jian said pointedly.

"I know, so, do you have any methods? Maybe it should mean that the existence in you has any methods?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

(End of this chapter)