I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 508: The Curse Planted in the Consciousness, a New Puzzle

"Ghost paintings can be restrained, but what about the white fog ghost domain?"

Looking at the paper ashes on the ground, Yang Jian was not as happy as he had imagined. Instead, he asked a very realistic question, which left Li Jun speechless.

Everyone knows how terrifying the White Fog Ghost Domain is.

That kind of power was just like Him, completely beyond their reach and incomprehensible.

"You are too pessimistic. Although the store manager plays with the human world, at least in his ghost domain, everything is fair. Even the evil ghosts have turned into beasts. Although they are still ferocious, they are no longer something that ordinary people cannot resist. This is a good thing." Wei Jing suddenly spoke.

Li Jun and Yang Jian looked at each other and said in a deep voice: "Your views seem to be somewhat similar to Zhang Xianguang's, and are also very dangerous."

"What Zhang Xianguang wants is for the entire world to be shrouded in the ghost realm. I also don't agree with letting my family and friends live in an uncontrollable environment. I just don't want you to be overly hostile to the store manager. Maybe you think that this is the White Mist Seed influencing my will, but it is an indisputable fact that the White Mist Ghost Realm is friendly to ordinary people."

Wei Jing spoke calmly and with clear thoughts, and he directly pointed out that his senses were affected by the white mist seed, proving that he had taken this into consideration as well.

Li Jun had no intention of continuing to discuss this issue, as there was no chance of a satisfactory result. At the same time, he became even more wary of the Peace Hotel.

He knew very well what kind of person Wei Jing was.

But even a person with such firm beliefs could not escape the influence of the consciousness of the White Mist Seed. As expected, supernatural powers are mankind's greatest enemy.

Wei Jing looked at Yang Jian again, "The manager is very good to you, and you rarely go to the Peace Hotel, so you are hardly affected. From your perspective, what do you think?"

"What I think has never been important." After saying this, Yang Jian strode away.

This is the ghost realm of ghost paintings. Except for Li Jun's ghost fire, Yang Jian's ghost eyes and Wei Jing's Huanggang Village were all suppressed and could not be used. In order to avoid being regarded as a provocation, Li Jun did not use any supernatural powers.

Fortunately, the normal order in Dahai City was not affected.

Whether it is the normal entry and exit of ordinary citizens, or communication signals, etc., including buses and taxis, they are all operating normally.

The most amazing thing is the peach blossom rain all over the sky, which makes many people inexplicably surprised. They take out their mobile phones to take photos and check in, and some also shoot videos and start live broadcasts. It is so lively.

No one thought that this was a supernatural event created by the power of ghosts. Instead, they all kept @Dahai Culture and Tourism and praised the beautifully organized Peach Blossom Rain event.

On the Internet, countless people are envious and jealous, wishing that their own city could also create such a gorgeous and beautiful scene.

You have to know that a few months ago, Dahai City had just experienced a ghost grave incident, and nine out of ten houses in the entire city were empty. Later, it was through the full coordination of the headquarters and support from all over the country that the city was barely able to restore some of its former prosperity.

As a result, Dahai City has disappeared from the Internet for a long time, and it is a place that many people are reluctant to mention.

But now?
It can be seen that someone is deliberately guiding the direction to avoid causing panic, and is also guiding certain directions and cognitions in order to further restore the vitality and prosperity of Dahai City.

It was an obvious move, but the effect was quite good.

Sitting in the car sent by the Supernatural Forum to pick people up, Li Jun said with emotion: "Perhaps this is the only S-level supernatural event that did not scare ordinary people."

"All this is thanks to the store manager. If it weren't for him, if the ghost paintings really appeared in Dahai City, it would not be a feast like a peach blossom rain, but a tragedy of countless deaths. Don't forget the damage caused by ghost paintings abroad. The number of casualties alone is enough to make people tremble with fear." Wei Jing spoke for Lin Yuan again.

This time, Li Jun and Yang Jian had no way to refute.

Ghost paintings, a supernatural event that is on the list of evil spirits, naturally attracts the focus of attention of ghost hunters, especially since ghost paintings are a wandering supernatural event that is extremely difficult to restrict.

If the casualties it caused were concentrated together, in the West they would be equivalent to the total population of one or two small countries.

To describe it in one word:
Fierce and majestic!

But when such a ferocious ghost painting came to China, under the influence of the "store manager", it turned into a pink peach blossom rain, just like a wild tiger that had eaten a man and instantly turned into a cute big cat that meows. It is unbelievable, but undeniable.

Judging from this incident alone, the "store manager" can be said to have handled an S-level supernatural incident, and used its source for people's livelihood projects, which can be said to be a meritorious deed.

Yang Jian suddenly asked the driver, "Master, where are the administrators of your supernatural forum, and Awu, are they not here?"

The driver was not an ordinary person either. He was sent to pick up the three captains from the headquarters. His strength was not weak either. He could control two ghosts and achieved a certain balance. He was in pretty good shape.

Using a ghost rider who controls two ghosts as a driver can be said to be a sign of the supernatural forum's wealth and power, or it can be said to be a display of one's own strength.

"Boss Ye is traveling around the world to challenge the best masters. He is alone with his sword. Before he left, he said he wanted to hone his strength again in order to reach the state of unity between man and sword, and achieve the realm of sword immortal that no one has reached in the past thousand years. It will probably take some time for him to come back."

Good guy!
This boy's words immediately attracted the attention of Li Jun and Wei Jing.

The two people who had just had differences in ideas now had the same idea: He is worthy of being Ye Zhen's younger brother, the taste of this second-year student is exactly the same.

"Brother Wu has taken people to the central city, to the Peace Hotel branch. He heard that the manager of the main store is coming to inspect the work, so he wants to go over and show his support. Also, there has been some unrest around the branch recently, and he originally wanted to find out more about these people, but now he can only eliminate them in advance to avoid any accidents."

Not peaceful?
Yang Jian frowned and asked, "Is there anyone who dares to cause trouble in the Peace Hotel?"

In the early days, the existence of the Peace Hotel was only circulated in a small circle. Apart from the members of the headquarters, few people knew and realized how terrible the Peace Hotel was.

But more than a year has passed, and the situation at the Peace Hotel is no longer a secret.

Domestic ghost hunters basically understand how terrifying the Peace Hotel is, and how it is a place that people both love and hate. Even foreign countries, which have always regarded this as a joke and a deliberately fabricated lie, have begun to accept the existence of the Peace Hotel.

In this situation, there are actually people, or even forces, who want to target the Peace Hotel and the "manager"?
Do these people have no brains, or do their brains grow on their thighs? Are they so tough?

Looking at these ordinary people in front of him, Ah Wu had the same thought, "Are you sure you didn't arrest the wrong people? They are all ordinary people. Why would they come to monitor the Peace Hotel... a branch?"

There were thirty-three people in total, men and women, old and young, but they all had the same identity:

Normal person!
On the surface, he doesn't have any supernatural powers and is no different from ordinary people.

"Brother Wu, we definitely didn't catch the wrong person. We have been monitoring him for a long time." A ghost rider nearby hurriedly explained.

In fact, he was also a little confused.

Nowadays, ordinary people cannot enter the Peace Hotel at all, and even if the news spreads far and wide in the supernatural circle, it is still blocked to ordinary people.

Occasionally, there are one or two ordinary people who know the mysteries of the Peace Hotel because of certain connections and backgrounds, but it is impossible...

wrong!

"Let me see who you are. If you are just some people sent here to gather information and are not involved in the supernatural world, then I will let you go after your memories are erased."

Awu came to the nearest middle-aged man and, in front of the horrified gazes of ordinary people, put his hand into the middle-aged man's head.

The middle-aged man was still struggling, begging for mercy and cursing, but his body was restrained and he couldn't resist at all. And the moment the hand reached into his head, he seemed to have completely lost his mind and stood there in a daze.

When Awu withdrew his hand, there was an extra roll of film in his hand, and the middle-aged man's head looked very normal, as if no hand had been put in at all.

Such a weird scene made all the people who were captured tremble in fear.

Before Awu could check the situation, someone couldn't bear it anymore and burst into tears, "I don't know anything. I'm just helping to collect some information and intelligence. Don't mess with my head!"

Someone started to cry, and then more and more people began to break down and cry.

Some people wanted to stand up and run away, but the ones who were responsible for guarding here were all ghost riders. How could a group of ordinary people like them possibly escape?
Ah Wu glanced at them and said, "It's okay. Since you don't know, let me check your memories myself. I'll know if you're lying or not."

Then he stopped paying attention to these people and focused his attention on the film in his hand.

This is the memory extracted from the first middle-aged man’s mind. Of course, it is not all of it, but only the memory content of the past month.

If there were really too many, he wouldn't be able to keep track of them all.

In the memory film, the middle-aged man is a senior urban white-collar worker. He took the initiative to move to Dahai City to settle down after the ghost grave incident. He is also responsible for the business development of his own company in Dahai City. It can be said that he has a happy life and a happy family.

Everything seemed to be fine until he came home one evening and took out a radio that was obviously very old.

After turning on the radio, he lay down on the bed to rest.

There was a soft piano sound coming from the radio, as if a pianist was playing music. Listening to it made people feel soothed and seemed to have a sleep-inducing effect.

But after listening to it for a long time, it gives people an extremely weird feeling.

Even Wu, who was checking the memory, was affected to some extent, which made him frown. "My memory can affect the real me. It seems that I have caught a big fish this time."

In his memory, the middle-aged man's consciousness gradually became blurred. When it became clear again, he had arrived at a magnificent hall, but strangely, his body had disappeared.

Without the feeling of his legs, the whole person was like a strange floating object, drifting in the air.

"What a strange situation. Is this the situation when these people entered here?" Awu was very alert, but it did not prevent him from observing the situation around him.

In the memory, the ball of light transformed by the middle-aged man wandered in the hall, but seemed to be looking for something.

At this time, a voice sounded in Wu's ear: "You shouldn't be here." "Who is it?"

Awu was shocked. He knew that he was using supernatural powers to observe other people's memories. Now there was a being in his memory that could see him and even talk to him?
This was the first time he had discovered such a situation in all the time he had been a ghost rider.

He looked in the direction of the sound, but only saw a black piano standing abruptly in the middle of this magnificent hall.

On the piano, the black and white keys kept rising and falling, as if someone was playing, but the person playing could not be seen.

At the same time, a strange sound of music came over, and at the same time, a vague figure suddenly appeared in front of the black piano.

This figure seemed to be about to disappear at any time. I couldn't see his appearance clearly. I only knew that the person was wearing a black tuxedo and was playing the piano seriously like a ghost.

Along with the appearance of this figure, the empty and strange music seemed to reveal an indescribable terrifying power.

Awu only felt that his consciousness seemed to be out of control. He actually wanted to fly towards the black piano, but was sucked into the piano and sank into the darkness.

"Damn it!"

Perhaps because of the memory review, Awu's mind was not completely restrained.

Sensing something strange, he squeezed it hard, and the film representing the middle-aged man's one month's memory collapsed instantly. Everything in front of Wu's eyes quickly disappeared, and his consciousness returned to reality.

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"Brother Wu, are you okay?" the ghost rider next to him asked with concern.

Ah Wu's face is now very pale, and his cold aura keeps fluctuating. It is obvious that he has been subjected to a great spiritual stimulation. However, although he seems to have escaped, he is in a very bad mood.

It was just because in his mind, there was still the faint sound of the piano, as if guiding his consciousness in a certain direction.

And as time goes by, the volume of the piano sound continues to increase, but the rate of increase is very slow.

"This should be some kind of medium. Because I sensed this person's memory, I was marked by the curse. However, according to the current situation, it will take at least half a month for this curse to erupt again."

Awu made a judgment in his heart, and then looked at the remaining group of people.

This look instantly made the group of people confused again. They obviously felt that there was something strange about Awu just now and he was going to kill them all here.

"Detain him temporarily. The store manager will be here soon. Don't let him find out what's wrong here."

"clear."

The people in the supernatural forum acted quickly and everything returned to calm, and Awu led a group of senior executives to the door of the branch.

This street was originally under the control of the supernatural forum, and there were very few people here, whether during the day or at night.

But now, this place has become lively, creating a feeling that this is an extremely prosperous street. However, anyone who is familiar with the supernatural forum will know that these pedestrians strolling on the road and the vehicles coming and going are basically internal staff of the supernatural forum.

At the same time, Li Jun, Wei Jing, Yang Jian, and Ah Hong also arrived.

After getting off the car, Li Jun looked at Ah Wu and the other high-ranking members of the supernatural forum and asked, "Where are the store manager and his people?"

"It's not here yet, but it should be here soon. According to the time, there are still three minutes left." Awu raised his hand and looked at the time.

The time for the "store manager" to travel to major cities is basically fixed, whether taking a ghost taxi or a supernatural bus, it always takes half an hour.

Of course there is also a paper sedan chair. Because the paper people carrying the sedan chair have been distorted by cognition and turned into robots that can be accelerated by nitrogen, its speed is not slower than the ghost taxi and the haunted bus.

Three minutes was not enough to do anything extra, so Li Jun, Wei Jing and Yang Jian simply waited together at the door.

Two minutes later, three paper figures walked out of the branch, but they were wearing the same uniform and actually looked quite handsome?

"Is it because of puberty?" Yang Jian withdrew his gaze, feeling a little embarrassed.

But he had no idea that the paper figures in the eyes of Li Jun, Wei Jing, A Wu and others also gave them similar feelings, "Beautiful robot?"

Another minute later, the three paper men suddenly changed and turned into three robots.

And on the display above their heads, there were clearly three beautiful women's faces displayed, which made Li Jun and others say "as expected" in their hearts.

At the same time, they also perked up, because this change indicated a situation:
The "Store Manager" is coming!
Three beautiful robots tore open a banner with a line of words written on it:

Welcome Mr. Lin to visit our store!
Yang Jian took a glance and suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of shame, then subconsciously took a few steps away.

He thought his action was a bit abrupt, but unexpectedly found that Li Jun and the others also moved away at the same time, leaving room for the three beautiful robots.

call!
"Luckily, I'm not the one that stands out the most."

Pole!
Bah! Bah!
A few whistles sounded, and the supernatural bus drove over from the end of the street in the expectant eyes of everyone, and finally stopped in front of the branch store.

The first person to come down was He Yuelian.

She glanced at Li Jun and the others in surprise. She obviously didn't expect them to be here, but she just nodded and then made way for Lin Yuan who had just gotten off the car, saying, "Brother Yuan, everyone is waiting for you."

Lin Yuan got out of the car, and then he saw the three beautiful robots waving their hands enthusiastically, and he was stunned.

He Yuelian's heart tightened, and she quickly asked, "Brother Yuan, this is something everyone did spontaneously, don't you like it?"

"I don't dislike it, but next time I do this kind of ceremony, I'll go to the post office to ask Lao Zhang for advice... Oh, no, Lao Zhang's cheerleaders are all in the car."

As he was speaking, the twenty-eight ghosts behind him got off the car one after another.

Hearing Lin Yuan's words, Pigtails' eyes flickered as she said, "Boss Lin, if necessary, I can help you train these... cheerleaders, for free, of course."

Now is the time to deepen your connection with the "store manager".

What does it matter whether you have money or not? Is freedom important?

"That's not necessary. They are all employees of the branch, not cheerleaders." Lin Yuan smiled and waved his hand, then said to Li Jun and others, "Why are you here?"

"I happened to be doing some work nearby, and I heard that you were coming over, Boss Lin, so I stopped by to see you. Of course, the most important one is Xiao Yang, he wanted to come and see Lao Yang."

Li Jun explained while rubbing his face.

Being around the "store manager", he regained his normal emotions, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

Lin Yuan nodded, "Okay, Xiao Yang, then you can talk to Lao Yang. Things here are not particularly urgent."

Then he thanked Awu and thanked the Supernatural Forum for its support for the branch, which made Awu feel flattered.

He has also been to the Peace Hotel.

However, because he was short of money, he usually only ordered one dish at most, and his visit was not very frequent, so he really had little sense of presence in front of the "store manager".

I didn't expect that the "store manager" would be so enthusiastic at this time.

"By the way, remember to eat at the restaurant more often when you have time."

Ah Wu: “…”

He was left speechless by Lin Yuan's words, but Lin Yuan discovered something very interesting, which was the pianist's curse hidden in Awu's consciousness.

Including the thirty-three people who were transferred away, they were clearly intelligence agents developed by the King, code-named Pianist, in the King's organization.

"Manor owner, landlord, and now there's a pianist. Since you know about the Peace Hotel, why don't you come to the hotel? It's a waste of time to hide like this."

With Lin Yuan's strength, it is not difficult to capture the owner of the manor through this medium.

But he still remembers his character:
A restaurant owner who has a normal worldview but distorted cognition, an ordinary person but devoted to his career and wants to make it a world-class one.

"Just find an excuse and ask the pianist to come to the store to play the piano. Xianglan can play in the store and the pianist can play in the branch store, or we can switch it."

……

In a small county town not known how far away from Dahai City, a black piano was placed in an abandoned warehouse, and a blurry figure was sitting in front of the piano.

"Awu from the supernatural forum, he can extract memories, a good supernatural. When this incident is over, I will grab his ghost first, maybe it will be a good supplement for me."

"However, the Peace Hotel actually exists. The ghost painting was actually controlled by the staff of this hotel and changed its form?"

"Incredible."

"Wait! Why do I feel a little cold? Is something... targeting me?"

(End of this chapter)