Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 35 The Scorched Building

"So are you willing to help me pimp?" Zhang Qian asked expectantly.

No matter what Feng Quan thinks, as long as he is willing to work.

Although this guy is a bit dazed, he definitely knows many more ghost masters than he does. With him as a matchmaker, he will be able to obtain powerful ghosts much faster.

"I have a better way." Feng Quan shook his head.

"What? Let's hear it."

"Zhang Han and I haven't spread the news that you can suppress the resurrection of ghosts, and even the headquarters doesn't know about it." Feng Quan analyzed, "So I don't think it's necessary to let those ghost controllers know, they can just let them come Find me, and then you hide your identity and come over to cure them."

"Hmm... because other ghost masters would do anything to me?" Zhang Qian said casually, "I really didn't think much about it at the time."

The first ghost controllers he came into contact with were all people from the headquarters, so he preconceived the idea that most ghost controllers were people who risked their lives to fight against supernatural beings.

Later, Li Qingfeng, a ghost controller in the Republic of China, and Xiao Fan, an out-of-control ghost controller, made him understand that being a ghost controller is just an identity, and becoming a ghost controller only requires luck. Not all ghost controllers have the same high integrity as the headquarters.

Feng Quan nodded, "With your strength, you really don't have to think about it that much. To be honest, most of the current ghost controllers are not as good as me, let alone compared to you."

But after he boasted, he changed the subject, "But you are indeed very strong. Those ghost masters can't beat you, but you still have family and friends. Those ghost masters have no bottom line. They can completely rely on your relatives and friends to blackmail you."

"You know, many ghost masters don't have the courage to come into contact with supernatural events, but they can inflict violence on ordinary people with peace of mind."

Indeed, the ugliness of human nature will not disappear because of strength, but will be exposed without concealment as strength increases.

Coupled with the influence of supernatural powers, it is actually difficult for ghost controllers to have those who completely abide by the law.

Not to mention the chaotic and evil civilian ghost controllers, even Li Yan and Feng Quan, who are kind and orderly, don't have a few lives on their hands.

"Being the middleman can indeed avoid this problem, but what about you..." Zhang Qian asked, and then realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing, "I'm sorry."

"It's all over." There was no trace of sadness or joy on Feng Quan's face. A wisp of smoke emerged from his side, and finally several human faces appeared.

"I don't feel sorry for myself. At least I have gained the power to fight against supernatural beings from supernatural events, which is much better than those who are powerless."

Zhang Qiandao: "Then just do as you say. Just call me when you get someone."

"Well, you can relax your requirements for the first few times and raise the price after you get a good reputation." Feng Quan suggested, "There are many types of ghosts, and ghosts with low levels of terror are not very useful to you. ?”

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. If you need treatment, you can come to me."

"Maybe I won't need treatment in the future." Feng Quan rarely smiled, "The last time I provided information, Professor Wang said that the control of the second ghost was showing signs, and it should be enough to exchange my contribution for a quota. .”

"Is it so fast?" Zhang Qian asked in surprise.

It had only been a few days, but the word "balance" was enough for Wang Xiaoming to figure out how to control the second ghost?
Feng Quan said with some anticipation: "It is said that their laboratory has done some research before, and this time it can be regarded as providing Professor Wang with an idea. I hope it can succeed as soon as possible. My supernatural power is really not enough."

His eyes looked a little melancholy. He really missed the days when the ghost mist would attack the ghosts fiercely...

"I've wasted you so much time, but in the end it was my fault." Feng Quan limped out of the van, "Next, I will find a group of friendly ghost masters to trade with you as soon as possible, so I won't disturb you anymore. You." Zhang Qian walked up to the driver's seat, opened the window and asked, "You are injured now, do you need me to take you there?"

Feng Quan was a little moved, but declined politely: "No, you..."

"alright, bye."

"...Bah, bah."

The floor grease of the van filled Feng Quan's mouth with dust. He looked at Zhang Qian walking away with emotion.

He is worthy of being a man who wants to be a king, and his style of doing things is different from ordinary people.

Zhang Qian, who was driving a van, did not go back to the villa directly, but planned to find a temporary base.

No matter how weak the devil is, he can kill ordinary people in an instant. He doesn't want his family to stay with such a dangerous thing. Even if it is isolated by gold, it is not safe enough.

The safe house hasn't been built yet, so it's best to find a sparsely populated place to store the ghosts.

There are many places like this in the wilderness, but Zhang Qian also hopes that the stronghold can be closer to home, so that if there is any emergency, he can arrive in time.

Although there are many conditions, there are also many buildings that meet the conditions.

After all, supernatural resurgences are becoming more and more frequent, and many houses or buildings have become abandoned as a result.

He visited a lot of supernatural forums these days and picked out a few suitable places.

"Hmm... the burning building seems to be here, right?"

The van slowly stopped in front of a twelve-story residential building.

Zhang Qian got out of the car and compared the building in front of him with the photo, "The blackened exterior wall and broken glass should be right."

He browsed the content on his phone, and a netizen nicknamed Supernatural Detective told a scary story about this building in a serious manner.

"It was a calm evening, and the residents of Residential Building No. 3 were preparing dinner for each family amidst laughter and laughter. The smoke from the cooking pots floated along the windows into the sunset, and the children played together in the corridor. Everything was so beautiful, until That fire is coming..."

"The fire ignited out of thin air and engulfed the entire building in an instant. The flames flickered and could easily take away fresh lives. There were cries and screams, and the smell of burnt smoke shot straight into the sky along with the black smoke."

"The rescue came quickly, but the fire department dispatched 12 fire trucks and failed to control the fire. Even firefighters wearing sophisticated equipment could not enter it. Everyone could only watch the 48 households. Died violently..."

"Afterwards, the investigation of the scene failed to find out the cause of the fire. In the end, the incident could only be ruled as an accident."

"However, this is just the beginning. Since then, there have been many spirit hunters or various outdoor anchors who want to go in and find out. However, they all fell into a coma after returning."

"Some people wake up screaming after sleeping for several days, with varying degrees of burns on their bodies; some people die inexplicably in their sleep, leaving only a charred corpse."

"Perhaps those residents have not left. They are wandering in the charred building, looking for more people to keep them company..."

(End of this chapter)