Mysterious Recovery: Confused World

Chapter 64 The Strange Land
"But I'm not qualified to talk about those people." Wang Chaling thought this way, and if it was someone else who said that others ignored danger for the sake of profit, such as Li Jun, they still had a bit of a position.

As far as Wang Chaling is concerned.

Without receiving that memory, Wang Chaling, who is very clear about his previous thoughts, is sure that he will definitely steal the starving ghost.

After receiving the memory, it didn't get any better. I didn't have the idea of ​​killing a starving ghost, but I had the idea of ​​killing a ghost.

Terrible supernatural incidents broke out in J City, and he was able to ignore them because of the deal with Mr. Qin.

"Minister Cao, that's all I've said. It's up to you to decide what to do. Anyway, it's not like you haven't done it before." Wang Chaling said, he was talking about Cao Yanhua's forced recruitment during the ghost incident There was a long silence on the other end of the phone as the staff went to deal with the supernatural incident.

Wang Chaling didn't care so much, he hung up the phone directly, and it was enough to raise some opinions, and it was impossible for him to really go to J City.

It doesn't matter what you say.

If he really went to City J now, he would have to fight Mr. Qin before he had fought Li Gui by then, and maybe he would have to face the impact of this supernatural bus.

The old people are always old, they don't have "a few decades" to live, and their physical condition is not good, but their things are not so easy to take.

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City J, an office in a base on the outskirts.

Cao Yanhua looked at the hung up phone with a gloomy expression: "Wang Chaling, Jiang Lan... Mr. Qin, what exactly do you want to do?"

Being able to become the deputy head of the headquarters and control everything in the headquarters in most cases, Cao Yanhua's abilities in all aspects are not too bad, and he can think of many things from Wang Chaling's words.

"Maybe I think this situation is too stable." Wang Xiaoming said, he has been in this office all the time, and he has listened to all the conversations between Wang Chaling and Cao Yanhua.

"The pace of spiritual recovery is gradually accelerating, and more and more terrifying ghosts are recovering. The old people in the past are dead and old. They need the ghost masters of this era to grow up. The stable situation is suitable for the survival of ordinary people. But it is not suitable for the growth of ghost masters, the chaos in J City is the key to disrupting stability." Wang Xiaoming's face was calm, this approach is cruel, but in the long run, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.

It's just that this method requires a person with sufficient ability to play. That person does not necessarily have the ability to activate, but must have the supernatural power to end everything.

Cao Yanhua's hands trembled a little: "I always support Mr. Qin's decision, but this time, why can't he tell in advance that ghost masters have the same training methods as ghost masters, but those ordinary people are different. Out of control, starving ghosts out of control, how many more than 2000 million people can survive?"

Cao Yanhua is not a good person, because it is impossible for a good person to sit in the position of deputy minister, and it is even more impossible for a good person to handle the balance of all forces.

He has no objection to cultivating ghost masters in this way, but this time, too many ordinary people are affected, so much that even he can't afford it.

"When Lu Zhiwen comes back from the starving ghost incident, let him investigate Shen Liang's whereabouts, and make sure to take out the coffin nails." Wang Xiaoming also has some emotional problems, but in the end he is still more rational, and he can settle things as soon as possible. arrange it.

"Lu Zhiwen? He's not..."

"I asked him to take people to deal with the starving ghost. The terrifying growth of that ghost is the scariest among the known ghosts. Wang Chaling is right, we can't give it time to grow. "Wang Xiaoming said.

Lu Zhiwen, one of the hidden trump cards of the headquarters, is mainly engaged in document sorting, but his strength should not be underestimated.

Cao Yanhua's smile became more and more bitter.

Theoretically speaking, Lu Zhiwen needed to communicate with him, the deputy minister, because of various factors, he didn't send people out, and he didn't deceive Wang Chaling just now.

But who would have thought that Wang Xiaoming would do such a trick, ignore everyone, and send Lu Zhiwen out forcibly. He, the deputy minister, didn't know until now.

This is not considered a violation. Wang Xiaoming already has the authority to mobilize the ghost masters belonging to the headquarters, and no one will say anything about it——Wang Xiaoming's research is enough to make people ignore many rules.

"Until the coffin nails are recovered, the starving ghost will be confined in a captain-level gold container and guarded by Lu Zhiwen." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

"As for the plague ghost incident, let Liu San and Shen Lin come back and prepare to hold an emergency meeting to see what other people think." Wang Xiaoming already has a plan, but the risk is a bit high, so he is going to hold a meeting to see other people's plans.

People like Yang Jian, Shen Lin, and Li Leping have a very special advantage in supernatural events, and with some of their secrets, maybe there will be a good way.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Cao Yanhua said immediately. He knew what Wang Xiaoming meant. He was not suitable for many things, but Wang Xiaoming didn't have that scruple. Views.

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"Shen Lin, the headquarters asked us to go back and ignore the plague ghost incident for now, what do you think?" Liu San with a pale complexion had a weird smile on his face.

His body had already been stained with a lot of fluorescent light, but he himself didn't seem to care about it. Behind the two of them, many festering paper figurines were randomly thrown on the ground.

Shen Lin raised his head and glanced at the green light. After dealing with Jiang Lan, he learned a lot from him, but he still had nothing to do with the plague ghost.

"How can we look at it? The headquarters asked us to go back. It is most likely Wang Xiaoming's opinion. He probably has some new ideas." Shen Lin said.

Maybe the headquarters contacted Wang Chaling and Jiang Lan.

Shen Lin has personally witnessed the battle between the former and a terrifying ghost, and the latter even fought against it personally. The strength of these two people is probably the top group in the captain's plan. The plague ghost incident may not be difficult for them .

"It seems that you know a lot." Liu San said, he also thought of Wang Chaling's existence, although he didn't want to admit it, but with the horror of those two old ghosts, he could indeed suppress Liu San.

Shen Lin didn't want to communicate too much with this guy who didn't know whether it was the main body or the paper man, so he drove Huang Quan out of the range of fluorescent erosion.

Liu San's smile gradually disappeared, his face became more and more withered, and finally turned into a paper figurine. After a while, the surrounding fluorescence was forcibly dispelled, and the paper figurine also became dilapidated.

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The supernatural bus was driving on the wide road.

There was silence in the car. Lin Bei knew from Wang Chaling's words that some major events were happening in the outside world. At the moment, he was busy searching for various information on the Ghost Master website. Wang Chaling was thinking about his last two days. a destination thing.

Suddenly.

The speed of the bus began to slow down gradually, and a bus stop sign appeared in the sight of the two not far away, and there were still many people waiting at the stop sign.

It was raining lightly outside, some people were holding umbrellas, some people barely hid under the stop sign, and when they saw the bus appearing, their faces showed a little joy.

Some people with umbrellas have already stepped off the platform, wanting to get on the bus before others, so that they can find a seat to sit down - they must want to sit down after a busy day.

The bus drove smoothly into the parking area. The front door suddenly opened, but the rear door remained silent. Of course, no one cared about this.

The first one to get into the car was an aunt carrying vegetables. As soon as she got into the car, her steps froze and she didn't go any further.

"No, aunt, go up and go inside quickly, there are so many people waiting behind." A tall and thin young man said. .
The glass of the bus is a bit dirty, the doors are too narrow, and the size and height of the aunt are beyond the standard, so people outside can't see what's going on inside the bus.

The rest of the people also talked a lot, telling the aunt to go inside quickly, no one wanted to wait for the aunt slowly in the rain.

Occasionally, a few people are asking if there is any problem with the aunt.

But the aunt did not respond. After a brief stalemate, she did not advance but retreated, and kept walking into the crowd. For a while, the discussion became louder.

The sound stopped abruptly.

A group of people looked at the front door in horror, the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the crowd, and many people on the edge had already started to run.

"Stay away from me." Wang Chaling said indifferently, it's useless to deal with ordinary people, talking about ghosts and the like, you still need a more reliable gun.

Talking about ghosts will only be regarded as crazy by them, but pointing a gun at them, even if they say they are crazy, no one will refute.

The crowd fled in all directions, but within ten seconds, there were no living people in the area where the bus stopped.

Four terrifying dead souls forcibly suppressed a mutilated corpse on the seat. Even without using supernatural powers, four against one was enough to suppress this corpse.

A few minutes later, the bus started up again and disappeared into the city, leaving only the staff who watched the suspicious life monitoring after receiving the report.

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After the bus stopped in the city for a short time, it drove into the supernatural space again. After some time, the lake in the distance attracted Wang Chaling's attention.

"Ghost Lake, this is the second time." Wang Chaling always felt that except for the necessary stops, there were some problems with the rest of the route. With so many supernatural places, why did he hit Ghost Lake twice.

To say it was a coincidence would be too much of a coincidence.

This might just be Wang Chaling thinking too much, but in this terrifying world, it's not wrong to think more most of the time.

"Ghost Lake, maybe I can get involved in the future." Meeting Ghost Lake twice in a row, either because of fate or someone's schemes, Wang Chaling also became a little interested.

In that memory, didn't it say that his grandpa and grandma teamed up to defeat Ghost Lake alone?Maybe he can try it when he has a chance in the future.

Just like before, the ghost bus stopped here at Ghost Lake, and a wet ghost got out of the bus, but there was nothing to get on.

Passengers changed from 9 to 8.

Five minutes later, the door closed again.

The moment the bus started, Wang Chaling suddenly saw a familiar figure: "He Liansheng, what is he doing in Ghost Lake? Has He Yin'er been planted in Ghost Lake? Or is it that the abnormality of Ghost Lake attracted him. "

Wang Chaling's question was destined to be unanswered, the ghost bus kept moving forward, and He Liansheng's figure quickly disappeared from his field of vision.

I didn't get too entangled in this matter. With the strength of the people in Taiping Ancient Town, it is not a problem to protect themselves in the ghost lake, but if you want to do anything to the ghost lake, unless He Liansheng summons the soul.

Leaving the ghost lake, the ghostly bus came to the deep mountain, and the strange fog shrouded the deep mountain, blocking people's sight from prying outside.

"Seven hours, this journey is a bit long." The speed of the bus began to slow down. Wang Charing looked at his watch. It took the ghost bus seven hours to get from Ghost Lake to this stop.

As the ghost bus stopped, the fog around the vehicle dissipated, and Wang Chaling could see something clearly. There were a few benches at the front door, and a pole with a piece of cloth hanging beside it. There were words on the cloth, but the history of that piece of cloth seemed to be a long time ago, and Wang Chaling couldn't read the writing on it clearly.

"A supernatural place that I have never seen before. If Jiang Lan is by my side, it can provide me with some useful information." Wang Chaling looked at the surrounding environment, and there was nothing that matched his memory.

He didn't intend to get out of the car. In such an inexplicable and weird place, getting out of the car rashly would easily attract the attention of ghosts. Wang Chaling didn't want to cause trouble and cause trouble for himself.

1 minute, 2 minutes, 3 minutes...

Huh~huh~huh...

Just as Wang Chaling was counting to the third minute, there was a sudden panting sound from outside the car, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Ten seconds later.

A figure stepped onto the bus from the front door, and Wang Chaling looked at it. He was wearing a coir raincoat and a bamboo hat, his body was covered with fog, and his feet were a pair of straw sandals, which were almost completely covered by the wet yellow mud. There was no mark left on the bus.

It was carrying a bamboo sling on its back. The sling seemed to be very heavy, forcing it to bend forward while panting continuously. Finally, it stopped in front of Wang Chaling.

Wang Chaling's eyes turned cold, and the four spirits of the dead came over and stood in front of him. People and ghosts sat together, and they had to ask his family if they would agree.

Maybe the ghost bus was about to leave, or Li Gui realized that Wang Chaling was not easy to mess with, so it chose to retreat and find another empty seat to sit down.

The number on the electronic display changed from 8 to 10.

"That back is also a ghost?" Wang Chaling was a little uncertain. There were too many suspicious things about that ghost, and the back was the most suspicious.

Since this ghost got on the bus, no ghost got on the bus again, and the ghost bus continued to drive, passing through the thick fog and rolling mountains, and submerged in the thick darkness.

This section of the journey was longer than before, without stopping for ten hours, and finally came to a place Wang Chaling was familiar with.

storage compartment.

A spiritual place left over from the era before the Republic of China, Wang Chaling once took part of the jigsaw puzzle of modifying ghosts here, that is, the part that was originally controlled.

The vendors outside still looked deserted, but this time there was another figure, thin and hunchbacked, carrying two boxes of goods on his body even when he was sitting.

Ghost shopkeeper.

(End of this chapter)