I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 88 Ghost errand, security guard

"Yang Jian, stop pretending to be a fool!"

Hearing Yang Jian's voice twice in a row, Feng Quan reacted no matter how slow he was. He looked around again and found that he was indeed inside the ghost coffin.

"You want to use such a clumsy method to trick me out? What a beautiful idea!"

He had just been decapitated by Yang Jian's headless ghost. Fortunately, he had a ghost domain and could easily transfer the head of his body into the ghost coffin.

Now he feels in surprisingly good condition and his body is back to normal again.

"Don't worry, Yang Jian, I will definitely repay you for your kindness!"

Yang Jian was speechless, but at the same time he was full of vigilance, not towards Feng Quan, but towards Lin Yuan.

In Feng Quan's world, he has entered the ghost coffin, but in fact, Feng Quan has not moved, and he has not even used his ghost realm.

The first person in charge of Dachang City, known as Ghost Mist, was screaming like a clown.

Obviously he was affected by Lin Yuan's ghost realm and had this illusion.

Lin Yuan also looked over at this time, "What level? Use the same ghost realm as me?"

As he said that, he walked over, still holding the ghost mission in his hand. He was so frightened that Yang Jian took a step back slightly, and Zhang Han even hid behind Yang Jian.

This guy is an adult after all, but he is hiding behind Yang Jian, a senior high school student. No matter how you look at it, it's funny.

Lin Yuan walked closer and grabbed Feng Quan with his big hand. Like a shadow, it sank directly into Feng Quan's chest.

When he took his hand out, a thick fog and a piece of yellow-brown soil lay peacefully in the palm of his hand.

Looking at Feng Quan again, he was too dead to die.

Yang Jian pursed his lips tightly and stared at Lin Yuan with his eyes, while Zhang Han was trembling all over, as if he was completely frightened.

Lin Yuan looked around, but it was a pity that the bloody high heels had escaped somewhere. This pair of high heels could actually walk out of his ghost realm.

The ghost masters during the Republic of China, especially the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, should not be underestimated.

If he remembered correctly, the ghost cheongsam and red high heels were the supernatural powers of Zhang Youhong, one of the seven elders of the Republic of China.

"You were able to walk out of my ghost realm when I wasn't revived, and when you sensed that I was about to revive, you just drove off for a walk? Is it an instinctive reaction of Zhang Youhong's remaining consciousness?"

Lin Yuan wasn't sure and didn't bother to talk to him anymore.

Anyway, Liu Qingqing was in his hands. The situation Zhang Youhong had laid out since the Republic of China could not be changed at will. Liu Qingqing was just used to attract Zhang Youhong to the hotel.

Meng Xiaodong, who is good at assisting, can give him some time to wake up. What about Zhang Youhong, whose strength is second only to Zhang Dong?
  Lin Yuan was looking forward to it.

What he is looking forward to more is Yang Jian in the future, but this god who will end the supernatural era in the future is still a ghost controller who has just controlled two ghosts, and is still too weak.

"Don't be so nervous. The harvest this time is pretty good, and I'm in a pretty good mood. If you have any questions, please ask. I don't have much time."

Yang Jian was not polite and asked directly: "You are in a different state from the one in the hotel. What is the situation?"

Lin Yuan laughed loudly and said: "I thought you would ask why Feng Quan was killed, what is the ghost, and what are those red high heels?"

"I'm really curious about those questions, but what I'm most concerned about is Brother Yuan's condition." Yang Jian was still staring at Lin Yuan. The Peace Hotel can suppress supernatural forces and house evil spirits.

Yang Jian was both greedy and fearful of the power that turned a ghost into an animal. Especially after controlling the ghost, he was really worried that Lin Yuan would turn him into an animal too.

After working as a human being for more than ten years, he really doesn't want to be an animal.

But the ability of the Peace Hotel is also what he longs for. If he can be protected by the power of the Peace Hotel, the road ahead will be easier.

And all of this must be decided based on Lin Yuan's situation.

Lin Yuan's eyes were full of admiration, "I am now in a state of recovery. The Peace Hotel is my cage, a cage I built for myself."

Yang Jian pursed his lips, "Brother Yuan, are you a ghost, a conscious ghost?"

"Ghost? I would like to ask, in your opinion, what is a human being? Does it have a healthy body? What is a ghost? A person after death?"

Yang Jian fell into silence, obviously he was not clear about this issue.

Lin Yuan smiled and said: "Time will give all the answers. I have some things to do there, so I won't stay any longer. If Wang Xiaoming asks about the ghost coffin, just tell the truth. I can use this thing."

With that said, he stopped caring about Yang Jian and turned around to the ghost coffin. The ghost in his hand had begun to change. It was no longer a human-shaped shadow, but gradually turned into a middle-aged man with a numb face.

Lin Yuan grabbed the ghost coffin, pulled it up directly, and used it as a hood towards the ghost coffin.

When the ghost coffin enveloped Gui Cha, it also began to change. It turned into a security uniform and was put on Gui Cha's body. It was very appropriate and fit.

"From today on, you will be my new security guard, responsible for dealing with people who come to the Peace Hotel to cause trouble."

Lin Yuan said and let go of Gui Cha. At this moment, Gui Cha resumed his actions and grabbed Lin Yuan directly.

The surrounding white mist surged over instantly, tightly wrapping Gui Cha and Lin Yuan in it.

Not long after, the white mist dissipated, Lin Yuan and Gui Cha disappeared without a trace, and the entire Huanggang Village became a wilderness.

Zhang Han raised his head. The sun shone directly into his eyes, causing tears to flow from his eyes. However, he felt no pain at all. Instead, he showed a sense of joy for the rest of his life, "I finally survived!"

Yang Jian turned sideways and took out the human skin paper.

The human-skin paper no longer trembled, and the countless writings began to disappear, but Yang Jian could still barely see some writings:
  "...finally left...survived..."

Yang Jian withdrew his gaze and looked at the excited Zhang Han, especially the bloody corpse on his back, "Your face has never looked good, there is no blood, and you are looking more and more like a dead person. Do you need me to help you arrange it?" "

Zhang Han asked doubtfully: "What arrangement?"

Yang Jian said: "A ghost can be sold for 100 million. You are about to recover. How about using the waste? Don't worry, I will share the money from selling the ghost with your family. I am very reputable."

Zhang Han suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, stepped back a few steps with a smile, stared at Yang Jian warily and said: "No, no need, I think I can still save him."

"Well, if you can't hold on, just say it. It's better to be able to sell some money to your family than to get nothing at all."

Yang Jian gave a few words of advice, then suddenly turned around and looked towards the end of the road. Zhang Han also looked over and saw a series of motorcades heading this way.

On the car body, the logo of Xiaoqiang Club is clear and obvious.

(End of this chapter)