Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 21 Trading
"Hopefully useful."

Zhang Qian carefully injected the true energy into Director Liu's body along his fingers.

As his true energy deepened, he frowned slightly, "There's something wrong..."

The true energy is like a dragon returning to the sea, and has no intention of opposing the supernatural power in Director Liu's body.

"The power that suppresses supernatural beings in the true energy comes from the ghost hands, so it can't work on the supernatural beings left by the ghost hands. If you only use the power of the true energy itself, you can forcefully hedge it, but the body of the senior should not be able to withstand this kind of force. toss."

Thinking of this, Zhang Qian took one last look at Director Liu's body and took back his energy after confirming that there were no other threats.

"How is it?" Wang Shijin stepped forward and asked curiously.

Zhang Qian shook his head slightly, "You have to cultivate for a period of time first. Now the senior's body cannot use radical therapy."

After all, Director Liu is just an ordinary person and is not as durable as a ghost controller. It is best to recover his body before treatment.

"Okay, you can rest assured that I'm here to watch over you." Wang Shijin patted his chest and assured, "The headquarters will definitely use the best treatment methods."

"Thank you."

Zhang Qian didn't say much. With the headquarters' endorsement, the hospital would definitely not have any problems.

Now it's time to deal with the ghosts on you, especially the skeleton. It's not a problem to carry it all the time.

"Buzzing—"

The satellite phone in his pocket rang. Zhang Qian took a look and found that it was the number of the headquarters.

"Hasn't Feng Quan already made a report? Why else would the headquarters call me?"

Although he was a little confused, Zhang Qian finally chose to answer.

A young man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Hello Zhang Qian, my name is Wang Xiaoming, and I am a researcher in the supernatural field at the headquarters."

Without waiting for Zhang Qian to ask, he added, "Do you have a skeleton ghost on your hands? Can you sell it to me?"

"It is in my hands, but I don't want to sell it. The money is enough for me, but it doesn't attract me much." Zhang Qian admitted generously and expressed his attitude at the same time.

"I can exchange it for other things." Wang Xiaoming's attitude was firm, as if he was determined to win the skeleton.

Zhang Qian thought for a while and said tentatively: "It's not impossible. If you take two ghosts..."

"Deal, I will come to you to trade this afternoon."

Wang Xiaoming couldn't wait to agree, then hung up the phone and started getting ready.

Li Jun was a little surprised when he saw Wang Xiaoming end the call and start browsing Li Gui's information, "Professor Wang, are you just going to agree to Zhang Qian's request?"

"This transaction does not represent the headquarters, it is a transaction between myself and Zhang Qian." Wang Xiaoming said without raising his head, "The skeleton ghost is very special to me. I will use my contribution in exchange for two ghosts and two ghosts." He trades.”

Wang Xiaoming is a human being, and of course he has his own selfish motives.

In this troubled world where supernatural beings appear frequently, wouldn't a ghost skeleton with strong life-saving ability be suitable as an amulet?

He picked out a few special ghosts and showed them to Li Jun, "Just these few, take them together and let Zhang Qian choose."

"Received." Li Jun leaned over to take a look, and then issued an order to start mobilizing the ghosts.

……

"Dududu——" Zhang Qian looked at the hung up phone and fell into deep thought. He seemed to have underestimated the arrogance of the headquarters.

I originally thought that ghosts would be rare, but I didn't expect that Professor Wang agreed to the one-for-two deal without even thinking about it.

But it's not bad to be able to exchange two ghosts. Zhang Qian doesn't like ghost skeletons very much anyway. It's probably difficult to chew the meat on them.

After sending a red envelope to the online ride-hailing driver, Zhang Qian returned to his home in the old city.

To his surprise, the door opened slightly, and the aroma of food could be faintly emanated from inside.

"Dad, Mom, I'm back." Zhang Qian pushed the door open and saw Zhang's parents whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

No, I just met him in the mental hospital last week, it didn’t seem like that long.

Zhang's father and Zhang's mother were tired from work and had obviously just arrived home.

"Wash your hands and sit down to eat. We'll talk about it after dinner." Dad Zhang didn't ask where Zhang Qian had gone. He got up and went to the kitchen to fill out three bowls of rice.

There was no words during the dinner, Zhang Qian silently tasted her mother's handiwork.

After the meal, Dad Zhang sat on the sofa and lit a cigarette, "Do you blame me? I sent you to a mental hospital for listening to those quack doctors."

"Of course not." Zhang Qian shook his head decisively.

Dad Zhang took a deep drag on his cigarette, "It's funny to say that I, Zhang Yaocheng, have achieved a little success in the business world, but I don't even understand my own son. If it hadn't been for the call from the mental hospital, I'm afraid I wouldn't be here now." You're still in the dark. Those doctors are really fake, so many experts can't see that you are a normal person."

Zhang Qian sat on the sofa and poured a glass of water for Zhang's father, and said calmly: "Cultivation to immortality is indeed shocking, and it is normal for people to misunderstand it."

Moreover, his own behavior of trying to open up the Ren and Du channels is probably crazy in the eyes of others.

"Well, it's good that you understand that these things can't be trusted. It was true that I was too strict before. Your mother and I have already discussed it. If you are willing to do business in the future, just follow me and learn from me, and slowly take over the family business in the future. I won’t force you if you don’t want to, it’s good for you to do something you like.”

Zhang Yaocheng's voice sounded a little guilty, "I will make arrangements for studying abroad. If you want to study at a university in China, I can also think of a way."

He figured out that it was bullshit that poverty should nourish ambition and wealth and virtue.I only have this son, I can cultivate him however I love. Anyway, the purpose of making money is to spend it.

Zhang Qian shook his head and said, "I'm not interested in going to school. It would be nice to catch ghosts and wander around in the future."

"It's good to catch ghosts, catch ghosts..." Zhang Yaocheng thought something was wrong as he thought about it, "You want to be a Taoist priest now?"

"Well, at least the Taoist priests are regular and won't prick themselves with silver needles like you did before." Zhang Yaocheng shook his head helplessly and called his assistant, "Xiao Wu, you go find a better Taoist temple. Donate some incense to the Taoist priests, Zhang Qian wants to become a Taoist priest."

"...Is it possible that I am really a cultivator now?"

Without any proof, Zhang Qian casually struck the coffee table with his knife.

The solid wood coffee table did not hesitate at all and performed a wave of one-stroke and two-stage moves for Zhang Yaocheng.

"You..." Zhang Yaocheng didn't pay attention and accidentally dropped the cigarette on his pants. He was so frightened that he quickly swatted it away.

He squatted down next to the coffee table to study it, stroking the smooth cut surface and feeling a little shaken, "Did you do anything in advance?"

Zhang Qian shrugged, "It's okay, there are still a lot of things at home, I can show them a few more times."

Finally, after losing three kitchen knives, two cutting boards, and a dining table, Zhang’s parents and Zhang’s mother believed that Zhang Qian had really awakened his superpower.

(End of this chapter)