Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Dadong City, Ning'an Building.

This is a luxury building with hundreds of floors and a height of hundreds of meters. It is a landmark building in Dadong City, but unlike other representative buildings in other cities, this building is never open to the public because it is not affiliated to the government or A consortium, but an individual.

That person's name is Wang Chaling.

An unknown, unknown name.

Even most of the wealthy people in Dadong City don't know this person, only the truly powerful people know the meaning behind this surname.

At this moment, a certain floor of the building.

A well-dressed young man with gold-rimmed glasses, a handsome face, and a famous watch was making tea while talking. On the table beside him was a satellite phone that was turned on.

The phone shows that it is dialing, and the number is a string of encrypted numbers.

And beside the table, stood a beautiful woman with a good face and an outstanding figure. This woman was dressed in professional attire, with a plump and graceful body. She walked lightly, walked behind the man, and held his shoulders for him.

Wang Chaling tilted his head back slightly, feeling the faint fragrance from the tip of his nose and the delicate softness from the back of his head, and said softly, "Luo Yi, the ghost painting incident is over, should the meeting you promised me begin?"

"When?" A calm voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Of course, the sooner the better, after all, I have been waiting for several days." Wang Chaling's closed eyes rolled slightly, feeling a little turbulent in his heart.

"Make tea, we'll be there soon."

"Ok?"

Wang Chaling frowned, and stood upright. His eyes were lowered, and the custom-made satellite phone at hand had been hung up.

"You go out first." He said without looking back, and finally added, "Don't let anyone in without my order."

The secretary gave him a surprised look, then turned around and left after a moment of hesitation. As Wang Chaling's personal secretary, she knew a little about the abnormalities of the Wang family, and only when these things were involved would Wang Chaling let him know. She avoids it.

When the secretary left, Wang Chaling picked up the teapot with his right hand, pressed the lid with his left hand, and raised his arm. The opening of the teapot was slightly tilted, and a clear and transparent water line was pulled out. Bits of boiling water fell, and the fresh and elegant tea fragrance overflowed.

"Roy?"

Wang Chaling tried to call out, but there seemed to be no response from the surroundings.

"You didn't lie to me, did you?" Wang Chaling couldn't help doubting.

"Who lied to you?" Suddenly, a man's voice sounded, and then a figure in black robe appeared, picking up the tea on the table.

"Luo Yi, it's really you, how did you do it so fast?" Wang Chaling pushed his glasses, showing some curiosity.

From Yuzhou City to here, even driving Huangquan, it takes several minutes, but it takes only a moment to hang up the phone and show up.

"It's just a small trick."

Luo Yi used to need an anchor point for positioning, but now that he has been completely transformed into a ghost, as long as someone mentions his name, he can trigger the attention of the priest, and he will come quickly.

"A very miraculous method." Wang Chaling said, he didn't notice any abnormality at all, even the second generation of the Wang family beside him didn't have time to react, and there was an extra person in front of him for no reason.

"If it was a sudden attack, I'm afraid most people would be killed if they couldn't even react." Wang Chaling said, "Especially I don't know how he triggered it. Is it the sound?"

Wang Chaling couldn't help guessing that there was a major supernatural event abroad called ghost calls, and evil ghosts killed people through phone calls.

"I've been to Dajing City," Wang Chaling suddenly mentioned.

"I know." Luo Yi's face was indifferent.

"So it was you last time!" Wang Chaling smiled wryly.

In the previous ghost painting operation, he felt that Luo Yi's ghost domain was very familiar.

"Why didn't you expose me at the time?" Wang Chaling denied himself before he finished speaking: "That's right, the person in that box is not a starving ghost at all. What can you do to stop me?"

"It's just that I'm curious, how do you know I'm there, don't tell me it's a coincidence, I remember very clearly, there was a meeting, and you were an important role in that meeting."

Wang Chaling clearly remembered that the meeting was to carve up the power gap left by the circle of friends, and also to formulate preventive measures for the ghost painting incident.

"I was chatting with Mr. Qin at the time, and I really didn't specifically block you." Luo Yi said frankly.

"That is to say, the headquarters knows what I did?" Wang Chaling looked a little unnatural. He thought that he had done a perfect job and no one knew about it. Unexpectedly, there were eyeliners all over the outside.

If the bear boy were here, he would definitely shout: "Stop it, Xiao Wang, there are old Qins outside!"

"The headquarters probably don't know, my mouth is very strict, and Mr. Qin doesn't talk too much, besides, he didn't throw anything serious."

"The starving ghost is in your hands. Make a price. If you can afford it, I, Wang Chaling, will never frown."

Since Luo Yi was the one who attacked him before, Luo Yi must know what he is asking for and has the tendency to make a deal, otherwise there is no need for him to be invited.

Luo Yi put down his teacup unhurriedly, "Is getting rid of the curse of the Wang family so important to you?"

"You sure know!"

Being told the deepest secret in his heart, Wang Chaling's body trembled, strange colors flashed in his eyes, and his palms under the table were instantly clenched, almost making a move.

It took a long time for Wang Chaling to hide the strangeness on his face, and said slowly: "My Wang family has been rooted in Dadong City since the Republic of China, and it was also from that generation that a curse fell on the blood of the Wang family. , every member of the Wang family will become a ghost after death, guarding the next generation of the Wang family."

"Just like my grandparents, my parents, my parents, if you can't solve this curse, there will still be me in the future." Wang Chaling said lonely.

"What's wrong with this? To be honest, this is the most unique way of controlling ghosts I've ever seen," Luo Yi said.

As long as the blood of the Wang family is not cut off, there will be a steady stream of people becoming evil spirits. This accumulation of people from generation to generation will sooner or later make the Wang family stand at the top of the supernatural circle and become the most likely candidate to end the supernatural.

It has to be said that the wisdom of the generation of the Republic of China is really beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Luo Qian used the cemetery, Luo Wensong used the messenger, as well as the ghost of the Caesar Hotel and the curse of the Wang family.

There are frequent means, each with its own merits.

No matter which road goes to the end, there is great hope to solve the spiritual recovery.

Their only problem is time, but unfortunately, what ghost masters lack most is time.

But the Wang family is different. They solved the problem of time with the method of Yugong Yishan, so they not only have the possibility of ending the supernatural, but also have the possibility of ruling the supernatural circle.

A family of evil spirits, how terrifying this is.

"I know that as long as it continues to develop like this, my Wang family will inevitably become a mountain in the supernatural circle, but I don't want to accept this fate. I think it's illusory. It's the 21st century. How can there be such a thing as fate? "

"My father doesn't understand, he is just a poor man, stubbornly insisting on the fate that his grandfather arranged for him all his life."

"So as early as a few years ago, I had a falling out with my parents and left home to study abroad. Although that period was short, it was the happiest period of my life."

Wang Chaling recalled, with a little nostalgia in his eyes.

It can be felt that he really hates ghosts and ghosts, and wants to live the life of ordinary people.

"But fate always likes to play tricks on people so much. The spiritual situation that had gradually subsided has collapsed rapidly in the past two years, and my parents died because of it. I had no choice but to return to Dadong City and inherit the fate of the Wang family." Wang Cha Ling sighed, looking a little lonely.

It was unwilling, but powerless.

But soon, hope appeared in his eyes, "But I know there is a way to lift the curse of my royal family."

"The restart of the starving ghost?"

"That's right, the restart of the Starving Ghost!" Wang Chaling's eyes brightened, and he repeated it in a positive tone.

"Although your story is very touching, I still want to tell you that the starving ghost has not restarted. It is the means only when the wishing ghost and the starving ghost are combined. They do not have such ability alone. .” Luo Yi said indifferently.

Wang Chaling's pupils shrank, and he stared straight into Luo Yi's eyes, as if he still couldn't believe it.

Luo Yi didn't shy away, and said bluntly: "You don't have to look at me like that, I remember I told you cryptically the last time I saw you, some things are not what you imagined, and restarting can't solve all the problems, remember ?"

Wang Chaling's tense body suddenly went limp, as if his heart had been broken up, and his whole body was quite depressed.

"Of course I still remember, but..." Wang Chaling didn't continue.

It's just that I don't want to believe it.

"Wouldn't it be that my long-term planning was wasted?" Wang Chaling doubted himself. He also thought that Luo Yi was lying, but after calming down and thinking about it, Luo Yi had no reason or need to lie to him.

"If you insist on a ghost that can be restarted, I can help you. You know, when it comes to dealing with ghosts, no one in the younger generation can compare to me, and I have the most resources of ghosts in my hand. Luo Yi poured himself another cup of tea, his tone full of confidence and domineering.

"What conditions do you have?" Wang Chaling became vigilant all of a sudden, Luo Yi rejected him at first, and then kindled hope when he was full of disappointment, the intention must be very big.

"I will not only help you find the evil spirits, but I can also let you meet your parents again," Luo Yi said with a smile, "I know you were still abroad when your parents passed away. There must be something about your royal family's secrets. Your parents I didn't have time to tell you."

"My parents are already dead." Wang Chaling's face darkened, with sullen brows, "You'd better show them some respect, otherwise, even if I know I can't deal with you, I will never let you go!"

Hearing the threat, Luo Yi was not angry. If Wang Chaling remained indifferent when others hurt his parents, Luo Yi would doubt whether this person was worth cooperating with.

"I, Luo Yi, never tell lies. Your parents are indeed dead, and I can't revive them, but I'm pretty sure I'll let you guys meet again and talk to each other. You have to know, supernatural things never happen. Nothing is impossible, is it?"

Luo Yi had long noticed that when Wang Chaling mentioned his parents, there was a hint of guilt in his expression.

The child wants to support but does not wait for the relatives, and the indulgence and ignorance of youth will always turn into sharp knives after the death of their parents.

Wang Chaling's complexion changed. He looked at the serious Luo Yi, and the doubts in his heart were instantly shattered.

"Tell me, what do you need me to do for you?"

At this moment, Wang Chaling lowered his proud head, but this is not shameful. A person who can put down his self-esteem for the sake of his family is a person worthy of respect.

Luo Yi pushed out the cup in front of him, "I don't need you to do anything for me, I just want to make friends with you."

Wang Chaling's mind turned sharply, "You want me to fall to you?"

"It's not falling on me, but making friends." Luo Yi once again emphasized the word "friends".

What is a friend?

Equality, respect, both sides.

Wang Chaling sighed helplessly, "Is there anyone who makes friends like you?"

Luo Yi didn't seem to ask him for anything, but he seemed to ask him for everything, just because the word "friend" was too heavy.

Luo Yi chuckled, "It wasn't there before, but now it is."

"Okay, I promise you, we will advance and retreat together in the future." Wang Chaling drank the tea in the cup in one gulp.

"it is good!"

Luo Yi said happily, "As a meeting gift for friends, I will send you a ghost that can be restarted within ten days, but I hope you don't act rashly, at least wait until you see your parents, Listen to what they want to say to you, maybe you will give up the persistence in your heart and choose to take on the mission of the Wang family."

Wang Chaling stared at the steam swirling in front of him, dazed.

"Did I really do something wrong? Why is he always so determined?"

Wang Chaling sighed. He took out an old photo from his body and looked at it.

This is a family portrait. There are a slightly hunchbacked old man and an old grandmother on the family portrait. They are his grandfather and grandmother, and a man and woman in their 30s. A young man in the next year, he is wearing a suit, with a faint smile on his face, with a gentle and elegant demeanor.

That was Wang Chaling himself.

In the whole photo, grandparents, fathers and mothers are all in black and white, only Wang Chaling is in color, but this color is not eternal, it is slowly fading with time.

In addition, the background of the photo is dark and gloomy. It is an old house from the Republic of China period.

"Mom, are you right to say that I cooperated with Luo Yi?"

The corners of the young woman's mouth in the photo raised, she slowly turned her head, her numb pupils stared at him, as if she heard his voice.

"He said he would allow me to see you again," Wang Chaling seemed to be muttering to himself, with a warm smile on his face.

"I think I should believe him, as he said, supernatural things, anything can happen, don't you think so?"

Wang Chaling stroked the photo with gentle and meticulous movements.

"Also, Dad, help me confirm the situation in the old house, and don't let those people disrupt our plan."

In the photo, the man with a numb face turned around after hearing the words, and his figure slowly disappeared like a stop-motion animation. From where he left, he seemed to have walked into the old house behind him.

Soon, a family portrait of a family of five became vacant.

Wang Chaling took the photo carefully, turned around and opened a hidden compartment, and stepped into a secret safe room.

On the other side, Luo Yi's figure emerged, and he looked at the long knife on his body.

"Wait two days to go, but isn't digging a grave with a knife less respectful of the dead?" (End of this chapter)