I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 248 Chen Qiaoyang, Yan Li
"It's a shame at this time. But Jiang Shangbai, you are in such a mess now!"

Cao Yang knelt down and poked Jiang Shangbai's head with his hand.

Jiang Shangbai and He Tianxiong fought hard for a while, and it took a lot of energy. Now they were pressed on the backs of the ghosts and the two ghosts they were controlling were suppressed.

He is really embarrassed now, but his eyes are still fierce, "Cao! Yang!"

"Don't call me that, as if I'm here to target you. This is Dajing City, and it's still broad daylight. You don't have to worry about doing anything. You'd better go to the headquarters with us to explain the situation."

Cao Yang put his hands in his pockets and glanced at Li Leping.

Li Leping didn't care. Anyway, Jiang Shangbai had left his life, and his favor had been repaid. As for what else would happen in the future, let's see.

The second and third oldest friends in the circle of friends were brought back to the headquarters, but Wei Jing didn't know about these things. He had already arrived at the bus stop outside the Peace Hotel.

He did not use the remaining two advertisements. They were supernatural items that could directly open the passage to the Peace Hotel and could be placed in the headquarters as collectibles.

Maybe others can use it in the future.

The man finally returned his gaze to Wei Jing, "Is this your territory? Did you post those advertisements?"

Wei Jing calmly looked at the four-person sedan approaching, without any intention of avoiding it. The same was true for the sedan, which bumped into it.

The suppression of the ghost rope was instantly weakened, as if it was about to be broken free at the next moment. Wei Jing wasted no time and directly grabbed the mutilated ghost in front of him.

With the force of the hemp rope, the paper man carrying the sedan chair stopped moving forward, but he was not lifted into the air. His heels were just slightly off the ground, and there was no follow-up.

In front of the bluestone path, there is a bus stop with the following words:

A straight avenue, with endless white mist behind it, and still endless white mist ahead. The only thing different from the white mist is a bluestone path on one side of the road.

The guy in front of me is very weird.

There were also a few old hemp ropes wrapped around the paper sedan, but unfortunately, the paper sedan was completely powerless.

The sedan curtain was obviously made of paper, but it showed good flexibility at this moment. It was obviously raised to a high arc, but it was not damaged at all, not even a wrinkle.

A big pale hand stretched out from the paper sedan, grabbed the ghost rope hard, and the ghost rope disappeared.

After all, not everyone is like him and has a "map" that allows him to freely enter and exit the Peace Hotel during the hotel's opening hours.

Wei Jing let go of the paper sedan, and the paper sedan and paper man immediately trembled.

Wei Jing shook his head, "This is the Peace Hotel, so naturally it is the store manager's territory. You came here after receiving an advertisement from the Peace Hotel. Maybe we can exchange some information."

Both the paper man carrying the sedan and the paper sedan reveal something strange and evil.

Wei Jing finally saw the people inside the sedan clearly.

Soon, a figure appeared in the white mist, and to his surprise, it turned out to be a sedan.

Wei Jing stopped and said, "I don't know if he is the guy who ate the Overlord meal like yesterday. If so, I have to remind him."

But when I looked inside the bluestone path, I could still only see thick white fog, and from the white fog I could vaguely see a few big characters with flashing lights:
peace restaurant!

What came out next was not a middle-aged man, but a mutilated and scarred ghost. It stared at Wei Jing with blank eyes, and then appeared directly in front of Wei Jing.

"Forcibly suppressing Li Gui and fully reviving the ghost rope is a very good power, but unfortunately, your quota is too few."

boom!
The sedan bumped directly into Wei Jing's body, or rather Wei Jing's hand.

This man was about forty or fifty years old, with white hair at the temples, slightly skinny yellowed hands, and a strange coldness and cruelty in his eyes, as well as a hint of vigilance.

Obviously, this set of things is at least a supernatural item, and the four paper figures are probably ghosts... Could the guy who can use supernatural items to make a sedan chair and let ghosts carry it be an ordinary person?

Obviously the man did not want to let Wei Jing go as he said.

It was precisely because of this that he changed his original idea.

His eyes swept over Wei Jing, but only stayed for a moment before taking stock of the surrounding situation.

The man was sitting in the paper sedan, staring at Wei Jing through the gap in the sedan curtain that shook from time to time, "If you can pull me out of the time cage of the Wang family, the strength of this hotel is unfathomable. If you can get here, Those who come should be the top figures of this era. It’s just right to test whether my strength is outdated and to prepare for the next plan.”

The moment he was caught, the crippled ghost stopped moving, apparently suppressed.

The remaining one tried to get into the paper sedan and directly attacked the man in the sedan. However, the paper sedan looked very fragile, but its defense was really not weak.

The sedan stopped and the curtain was opened.

His right hand shook, and an old piece of hemp rope fell out of his sleeve.

He walked from one end of this avenue, which has become a regular pattern for entering the Peace Hotel. Just as he was about to walk onto the bluestone path, the white mist on the right avenue surged.

Wei Jing didn't take even a step back, but his expression couldn't help but change, "What a terrible ghost. He actually used up eight suppression quotas in an instant."

【Peace Hotel Station】

In other words, this is a test, a test of one's own strength.

No matter how the old hemp rope moved, there was no way to get in.

The moment the old hemp ropes appeared, a dozen old hemp ropes dropped out of thin air one meter above the paper sedan, four of which wrapped around the neck of the paper man carrying the sedan.

The man looked at him for a few times, then sneered and lowered the sedan curtain. Only a disdainful voice came from inside, "Just you? Boy, get out of the way. I'm in a good mood today, so I won't bully the juniors."

This is Peugeot when there are others coming along.

"What an arrogant tone."

In other words, it is a sedan chair made of paper. The people carrying the sedan chair are four red and green paper figures. They do not touch the ground, as if they are flying over.

"What a terrifying ghost. It actually needs four suppression spots. But fortunately, it has been suppressed for the time being. The ghost rope can still hold on for half a minute, which is enough time..."

Wei Jing's pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw the middle-aged man walking out of the paper sedan.

The most terrifying thing is that next to this middle-aged man, there are three ghosts holding hands and surrounding him, but there is a gap between the three ghosts, as if one ghost is missing.

Yes, this one is mutilated and evil?
These four ghosts should be of the same level, which means that to completely suppress them, at least sixteen suppression quotas are needed.

In addition to the eight places for paper sedans and paper figures, there are a total of twenty-four places.

However, he only had nine suppression quotas, and the fully revived Ghost Rope could barely hold the paper sedan down, and the time was still very short.

Wei Jing's heart had sunk to the bottom, but the middle-aged man smiled and said: "Your strength is very good, but it's a pity that it's still a little behind. Tell me your situation, and maybe I will consider letting you go."

He wants to use Wei Jing to test his own strength, so he naturally needs to know Wei Jing's level in the current era.

If Wei Jing is a top-level existence, then it is naturally the best, but if Wei Jing is just a dispensable ghost controller, then this era will be too scary.

If it was the latter, the middle-aged man thought it would be better to go back to the Wang family's ancient house and write a diary, at least without worrying about his life.

Wei Jing reached into his arms, as if he wanted to take out something, but suddenly, he turned his head and looked at the bluestone path.

The middle-aged man also looked over, his relaxed expression suddenly becoming serious.

tread!
Tread!

There were dull footsteps one after another, and a series of light tapping sounds, as if a strong man was coming with a dog.

The white mist surged on the bluestone path, and soon a tall figure walked out. His body was covered with scars, and he was holding an old hatchet in his hand. The ghostly figure under him was twisted and weird.

"Li Qingzhi? Are you not dead yet? How is this possible?!!!"

The middle-aged man lost his previous magnanimity and stared at Li Qingzhi in a very gloomy manner, as if he had seen something incredible.

Li Qingzhi didn't pay attention to him, nor would he pay attention to him. He just walked on his own.

Soon, the first ghost, the second ghost, and the third ghost appeared in his body... Continuous ghosts began to appear. At this time, Li Qingzhi was like a legendary corpse exorcist, but what he was chasing was not... Not a corpse, but a ghost.

"Since when did he have such a supernatural power?"

The middle-aged man's eyes were confused and panicked. He already felt uneasy because Li Qingzhi came from the bluestone path, and the end of the road happened to be where he and Wei Jing were.

Seeing Li Qingzhi getting closer and closer, and the bloody hatchet becoming more and more dazzling, the middle-aged man immediately got on the paper sedan and backed away until he could see the edge of the intersection clearly, and he was extremely vigilant.

Four ghosts appeared in the paper sedan, holding hands to protect him from possible attacks.

When he saw Wei Jing still standing at the intersection, he couldn't help but sneer, but he didn't remind him. Instead, he looked forward to looking at the two ends of Wei Jing's body. "I'm afraid this kid doesn't know how terrifying and powerful Li Qingzhi is. But Li Qingzhi has changed too much. Has he mastered new supernatural powers in these years? It's really scary!"

At this moment, the mutation occurred again.

In the white mist next to the series of ghosts, a dog ran out happily, ran to Li Qingzhi's position, then went around to the other end, and ran back along the bluestone path.

"This dog is also a terrifying ghost."

The middle-aged man's eyes became more and more alert. He became increasingly unable to understand the situation in front of him, and he already had the intention of retreating, but...

"If I leave now, where will I go back? Will I go back to that prison of time?"

Thinking of this, the middle-aged man endured it again, and the team led by Li Qingzhi finally appeared, with a total of twenty ghosts following behind him.

And at the end of the twenty ghosts, a man with a half-open coffin stood up, gliding forward as if he had legs.

The coffin board was at the bottom, and looking through the opening, a dark figure was lying inside.

Whenever a ghost breaks away from the team, the dog will rush forward and bite it in one bite, then run to the coffin and spit out the ghost.

The figure in the coffin slapped him directly.

Li Gui, who was still recovering, calmed down instantly, returned to the team, and moved forward.

It was a harmonious and natural scene, but it made the middle-aged man feel chills running down his back, "What the hell is this place, so evil? Could it be that the Peace Hotel is Li Qingzhi's new place of suppression? He doesn't care. Are you at the Caesar Hotel?”

At this moment, Li Qingzhi finally walked out of the bluestone path and came to the bus stop on the avenue.

Wei Jing only took a step back to avoid being hit by Li Qingzhi and the ghosts behind him. Li Qingzhi's shadow surged, and several illusory figures soon appeared in front of him.

One group belongs to Wei Jing.

One group belonged to a middle-aged man.

"Has the medium been triggered?"

The middle-aged man looked ugly, but there was no other way. It was not difficult to say that it was a supernatural thing. It was not easy to say that it was simple. It was a direct collision.

Strong means strong.

Weak means weak.

The moment the medium is triggered, there is no chance of escape.

"It just so happens that Li Qingzhi was the top ghost controller during the Republic of China. Even in this unknown era, he should be one of the strongest. The kid just now was pretty good, but it's unknown what his level is in this era. It's just right to use Li Qingzhi Come and test my skills!”

The middle-aged man was furious, but his movements were timid.

I saw the four ghosts surrounding him getting tighter, and the paper sedan slowly retreated into the white mist with the movements of the four paper figures.

As he moved, the illusory figure belonging to him in front of Li Qingzhi seemed to begin to blur, as if it was about to disappear.

Suddenly, Li Qingzhi turned his head and looked over.

With just one glance, the middle-aged man didn't notice it yet, but the illusory figure belonging to him in front of Li Qingzhi solidified again.

"It's troublesome."

The middle-aged man's face was extremely ugly, but to his surprise, the expected attack did not come. Li Qingzhi did not attack him and Wei Jing's media, but stood quietly in front of the bus stop, and the twenty ghosts, The dog and the coffin together looked like normal passengers waiting for the bus.

A very strange picture.

But the weirder it gets, the more the middle-aged man dares not move for fear of causing Li Qingzhi to attack.

what?
Use Li Qingzhi to test your own level?

Are you kidding, this is the top ghost controller in the Republic of China. The middle-aged man thinks that he is pretty good, but in the face of this kind of existence, it is better to go around.

After all, there was no direct conflict between everyone. Even when Lao Li triggered the media, he did not attack him. So how stupid could he be to take the initiative?
"That silly boy is lucky. He accidentally hit him and was not attacked."

Bah bah!
A sudden sound came from behind, and two beams of light pierced the white fog.

The middle-aged man's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly moved the paper sedan out of the way. As soon as he got out of the way, an old bus rushed past him.

The middle-aged man broke into a cold sweat instantly, "Ghost bus? Is this a stop for the ghost bus? I see, Li Qingzhi was really waiting for the bus! He was almost, almost hit. What happened to this era? , Li Qingzhi is still here, I guess it’s not that far away from my time, but why is it becoming more and more incomprehensible?”

The ghost bus stopped at [Peace Hotel Station], and the front and rear doors opened at the same time. Li Qingzhi got on the bus first, and the ghosts behind him also got on the bus one after another.

On the bus at this time, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties, wearing short sleeves, was staring at the front of the bus with an ugly expression.

"What on earth is going on at this stop? There are actually twenty-three ghosts getting on the bus? No, there is a paper sedan behind, plus four paper figures, and four ghosts surrounding the sedan, that's nine. Ghost. There might be another ghost in the sedan, adding up to thirty-three ghosts? No, I can’t stay any longer, otherwise I won’t have a chance to choose if another ghost comes up. This place looks weird, isn’t it? Realistic, but ultimately more normal than the places I’ve been through before.”

The young man got out of the car before Li Qingzhi and all twenty ghosts got completely into the car.

As soon as he got off the car, he saw Wei Jing standing not far away, and Wei Jing happened to look over, with a hint of vigilance and doubt in his eyes.

"The ghost bus hasn't brought anyone here for a long time. Even ghosts don't want to take the ghost bus past the Peace Hotel. Why is there an accident today?"

At this time, the ghost driver who was walking at the end also got on the bus, as well as the starving old lady.

Obviously, they wanted to send these twenty ghosts to the Caesar Hotel together to ensure that none of them escaped before returning to the Peace Hotel.

The way to return is naturally the ghost bus.

Wei Jing was sizing up the young man, and the young man was also sizing up Wei Jing. Based on the experience of the middle-aged man sitting in the paper sedan before, Wei Jing also felt wary and hostile towards the young man.

The young man noticed it, especially after seeing Wei Jing's obvious headquarter uniform, he breathed a sigh of relief and took the initiative to introduce himself, but his self-introduction was still very simple and not too detailed:

"Hello, my name is Yan Li. I got on the ghost bus because the ghost was about to recover. I didn't expect to meet so many ghosts here trying to get on the bus. It's really unlucky."

Wei Jing nodded, and he also felt Yan Li's kindness, "My name is Wei Jing, and I am the person in charge of the headquarters. Now that you are here, it is safe, provided that you have ghost money or ghosts on you."

Yan Li was stunned for a moment, not quite understanding what Wei Jing meant.

Wei Jing didn't explain much. It wasn't that he didn't care about the life and death of ordinary folk ghost masters like Yan Li, but that there was an unknown middle-aged man beside him.

This middle-aged man is dangerous.

If necessary, Wei Jing also hopes to use the "store manager"'s hand to suppress him, otherwise letting him go to reality may cause a lot of trouble.

"Head of the headquarters? Is he an official of this era? It was just a misunderstanding before. My name is Chen Qiaoyang. I have been locked up in a place before. Now I finally escaped, so I am a little wary and amused."

The paper sedan, the paper figures, and the four ghosts surrounding them were all put away. The middle-aged man who called himself Chen Qiaoyang walked over with a smile, completely unable to see the hostility that he had shown before when he just disagreed.

Wei Jing glanced at him and said, "You are very strong. The person who can lock you up must be stronger, right?"

Chen Qiaoyang seemed to have thought of something bad, and his face became a little ugly, "Yes, they are really strong, but they should be dead now. It is so satisfying."

Obviously, Chen Qiaoyang didn't mean to elaborate.

This is also normal. The information between ghost masters is very critical. Maybe just one or two sentences can become a fatal flaw.

"I have been locked up for so long that I have forgotten the time. I don't know what time it is now? Where is this place?"

Chen Qiaoyang's question surprised Yan Li, and some discordant words popped into his mind, such as:
Detention!

Training...ahem!
Thinking about it, it still doesn't feel right. Even if it is adjusted like that, it is only for beautiful girls. If it goes too far, it is for good-looking boys.

No one would target a middle-aged man with a cold temperament and... extraordinary appearance, right?
So, this guy named Chen Qiaoyang must have escaped from prison, right?
Yan Li was thinking wildly. He was originally just a small supporting character in the original work. Although he controlled a terrifying ghost, he was unable to exert his due strength because he could not bear the consequences of resuscitation. In the original plot line, He was even tortured and even killed by a few ordinary people with guns, which was a complete embarrassment to the ghost controller.

But in this world, he survived because of the butterfly wings set off by the Peace Hotel and the "store manager", and he also found a ghost bus to delay the ghost's recovery.

But it is a pity that he is just an ordinary folk ghost master, and he is only a marginal role in Xiaoqiang Club, and he has no information about the supernatural place at all.

Chen Qiaoyang's speculation also has great limitations.

Wei Jing was different. He had the resources and platform of the headquarters and knew a lot about the situation. He instantly understood the origin of Chen Qiaoyang and made a guess:
"Being able to know Li Qingzhi should not be too far away from that era. The time cannot be confirmed. It seems that he has been locked up in one place for a long time, and this place is probably a supernatural place. Otherwise, with the strength he has shown, it is impossible Can't escape."

"This guy was brought out of that unknown supernatural place by the store manager's advertisement? It seems that this supernatural advertisement incident is more complicated and troublesome than imagined."

"This is a very dangerous guy. He is very powerful. He has controlled an unknown number of ghosts. He is also good at forbearance and can change his attitude according to the actual situation. He can take it and let it go. If he is allowed to go to reality... In this case... …”

Wei Jing forced a smile on his face, "It's the new century now. As for this place, it's the Peace Hotel. A hotel full of magic. The food inside can increase the strength and upper limit of supernatural powers without any side effects. It also sells ghosts. , as long as you have money, you can ask the store manager to help control the ghosts, and they are the ghosts after the crash. You saw the large group of ghosts just now, it is the store manager's collection, which was sent to the breeding farm, which is the Caesar Grand, by Li Qingzhi. Hotel. By the way, do you know Lao Li? He is now an employee of the store manager and is responsible for the farm affairs. "

(End of this chapter)