Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 187: Gold Fishing at the Bottom of the Lake

"Why didn't you say something just now?"

Cao Yang was a little confused.

"I was too tired just now and forgot."

Wang Xiaoming took a sip of tea. After Cao Yang left, he took a short nap and his mental state recovered a little. Then he sorted out some things to discuss with Cao Yang.

"Look at this first."

As he spoke, Wang Xiaoming handed over a file with four big characters written on it:

"The Ghost Lake Incident."

Opening the file, there are pictures inside, which were taken by a drone from high altitude. It is a lake. The area is not very large, but it is as dark as ink, eerily calm, and reveals an inexplicable evil nature.

"The Ghost Lake incident was originally a file created by Cheng Hao, the head of Zhongzhou City. Cheng Hao himself lost contact during the investigation of the incident and was eventually confirmed dead. The incident level was raised to A."

Cao Yang's eyes suddenly narrowed.

The Ghost Lake incident finally happened. After completing the last transaction with the Ghost Peddler, Cao Yang never checked and started the next transaction. But this was just self-deception. The transaction deadline would not be stagnant just because he didn't check.

"The point is not the incident itself. Of course, it would be better if you can solve it. After all, Ghost Lake has a wide range of influence and has more or less affected several surrounding cities. There is a risk of it getting out of control."

"Your target is not Ghost Lake?"

Cao Yang was a little surprised.

"I got some information from some special channels. There is a sunken ancient city under the Ghost Lake. There is a ghost market in the ancient city. My target is the supernatural items in the ghost market."

"You know, the influence of the headquarters is declining day by day. It is no exaggeration to say that it is going from bad to worse. Even with a ghost rider like you, it is impossible to fundamentally save this situation."

"Why? Because supernatural events are becoming more and more terrifying, and the cost for ghost riders to stay alive is getting higher and higher, and the headquarters can no longer afford it. Ghost candles can be distributed in batches, but it is very likely that some people in charge will not even have time to light the ghost candles and will die instantly from supernatural attacks."

"Simply put, Guizhu can no longer meet the current needs. The headquarters needs supernatural items, a large number of supernatural items, a batch of supernatural items that Guizhu can't even afford. Captain Twelve can barely stabilize the situation, but can't prevent people from dying. But supernatural items can, and they can be the capital for the person in charge to fight to the death."

"Of course, not everyone can use supernatural items. When the headquarters has a strong enough foundation, the ghost candles can be used as a daily necessity or even as a salary to be distributed to the person in charge. This can at least delay their death, and the situation will not collapse so quickly..."

Wang Xiaoming spoke a long speech in one breath with saliva flying all over the place.

"To sum it up, you want me to find an upside-down ancient city at the bottom of Ghost Lake, then enter the ancient city to find a ghost market, and then bring back countless supernatural items from there and hand them over to the headquarters?"

Cao Yang stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Wang Xiaoming, watching that the other person's eyeballs could still move.

"You're not suffering from dementia. How can you say such cold words when your mouth is at 37 degrees Celsius?"

"You don't have to hand it all over to the headquarters. It's a 60% to 40% split. You get 60% and the headquarters only needs 40%. But don't forget that you have basically taken over the headquarters. How much of the 40% can be returned to you is up to you, isn't it?" "I only have one request. If the number is large enough, I hope you can leave one for each captain. If the number is small, then you decide who can have it."

Although Wang Xiaoming had a blank expression on his face, he was not sure whether Cao Yang would agree. After all, this operation involved a lot of things. The impact of the Ghost Lake incident was so wide that it had long exceeded the scope of ordinary A-level incidents. Moreover, the intelligence of this incident was not complete, and a rash contact would likely lead to big problems.

In addition to this, he also had his own requests. In fact, Cao Yang could have just pocketed all the supernatural items he got from the ghost market, and then thrown some useless garbage to the headquarters. However, the one who benefited the least from his request was Cao Yang, the executor.

"I'll think about it, and I'll give you an answer if I have any results."

However, the fact surprised Wang Xiaoming that Cao Yang did not refuse outright, but chose to consider...

"Don't force it. The headquarters is already like this anyway. As long as you are alive, the headquarters will continue to exist."

"Is there anything else? If not, I have to go back. You know, I'm not alone. I have a few brothers under me who are waiting for me to tighten my belt and support them."

Cao Yang did not take away the files of the Ghost Lake incident. In fact, there was no key information in the file. Anyway, some key information about Ghost Lake was in his mind and he could not forget it.

"Wait, here are two supernatural items. I selected them based on Lin Ye and Zhao Tong's files. You can give them to them when the time is right."

Wang Xiaoming took out two suitcases and after opening them, each contained a supernatural item.

"A mourning banner and... a road sign?"

Cao Yang looked at the things in the suitcase, a triangular, pale and dirty small flag the size of a palm, like a piece of the death banner carried during a funeral.

The other is a rectangular wooden sign with an arrow shape at one end. The sign is black in color, but there are traces of red paint and mud on it, with some scalp, fingers and other human tissues mixed in the mud, which looks very ominous.

"The dead man's banner, no one has used it since this supernatural object was collected, so Lin Ye may need to figure it out on his own. This wooden sign comes from a guiding ghost. Wei Jing had contact with this ghost a long time ago, and not only did he survive, he also brought back a sign like this."

"The direction indicated by the road sign is also the direction pointed by the guide ghost. People who see the road sign must move in the direction indicated, otherwise they will die."

Cao Yang's expression moved slightly. Not to mention the dead man's banner, this road sign alone was enough to prove Wang Xiaoming's sincerity. This thing and Zhao Tong were a perfect match.

"Thank you very much, Professor Wang."

After closing the suitcase, Cao Yang now had six boxes in his hands, three of which were derivative ghost paintings, one was the "hard work fee" specially approved by his uncle, and the latest two were supernatural items funded by Wang Xiaoming. It seemed that Wang Xiaoming had really invested a lot of money in the operation of fishing for gold at the bottom of Ghost Lake.

"If you think carefully and decide to act, there will be additional supplies."

Wang Xiaoming added. He was not afraid that Cao Yang would not take it. As long as he took the things, it would mean that there was still a chance for the operation in Guihu, which was enough.

"Oh, I gained a lot. This trip was not in vain."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Cao Yang contentedly carried the six golden suitcases and used the Ghost Den to transform into a rainbow, preparing to rush to the city he was responsible for - Otsu.

(End of this chapter)