Mysterious resurgence

"Is Wang Chaling dead too?"

At this moment, in the office of the headquarters, the person sitting at this desk is no longer Cao Yanhua, but Wang Guoqiang.

Wang Guoqiang, who was in his early thirties, was in the prime of life and full of energy, but even so, after sitting in this position, his little energy was not enough. Although he didn't deal with many things every day, everything he did made people feel extremely... He had such a headache that he had to frown and smoke every day like Cao Yanhua.

"The situation is becoming more and more serious. The captains of the headquarters are withdrawing one after another. The captain plan made before has begun to fail. Although He Yuelian, who quit the headquarters before, has returned again, she now only stays in Dachang City and does not implement it at all. Task, and I can’t force her to do the task, otherwise she will resign if she is unhappy.”

Wang Guoqiang sighed.

"Wang Chaling's death is not surprising. His condition was already very bad three months ago. Those injuries were caused when he fought against the King's Organization. It is a miracle that he survived until now."

"But according to the supernatural characteristics of the Wang family, if Wang Chaling dies, most of the fourth generation of the Wang family will have been born."

"A baby that can control five evil ghosts is an incredible existence in today's supernatural world. Unfortunately, the fourth generation of the Wang family is still too young and cannot play any role now. He still needs time to grow."

"Now there are more and more supernatural incidents that are out of control, and the situation is completely collapsing. The only way to reverse this situation is for Yang Jian to wake up, then summon the remaining captains with absolute power, and concentrate the power of the entire supernatural circle Strength, only in this way may we be able to stabilize the situation again.”

Wang Guoqiang fell into deep thought, but then he shook his head with a wry smile: "So what if Yang Jian can do it? No matter how powerful the ghost controller is, he can't stop the erosion of powerful ghosts. Sooner or later, one day he will be able to control ghosts. Those who will die will die, and fighting against the King's Organization will only speed up the progress."

"Where will the future go?"

He looked up at the ceiling, unable to see any hope.

Suddenly.

There was a knock on his office door.

"Come in." Wang Guoqiang came back to his senses and said immediately.

A staff member opened the door and entered: "Vice Minister, important news, Cao Yanhua, Minister Cao's condition suddenly deteriorated just now, rescue efforts failed, and he passed away in the hospital."

Wang Guoqiang was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly: "I understand, you go ahead and do your work first."

The staff nodded, closed the door and left.

"Minister Cao is gone too." Wang Guoqiang smiled bitterly.

He understands that the sudden deterioration of Minister Cao's condition has a lot to do with the bad news that has been coming one after another recently. After all, as a patient, he is always paying attention to the changes in the current situation. Now that the situation is so bad, how can he treat it with peace of mind? , it is normal to die of illness due to worry and anger.

A few days later.

Wang Guoqiang attended Cao Yanhua's funeral.

Because of the special nature of Cao Yanhua's work, his funeral was very simple, and there were only a few people in attendance. There were only a few old colleagues from the headquarters and a few important relatives of Cao Yanhua.

"Uncle Wang, can we talk alone?" At the funeral, a young man in his early twenties found Wang Guoqiang. His name was Cao Bin, and he was Cao Yanhua's son.

Although he looks very young, Cao Bin is far more stable than his peers.

"Okay." Wang Guoqiang nodded, his intuition telling him that Cao Bin must have something important to tell him when he found him.

The two people walked to a secluded place.

At this time, Cao Bin whispered: "Uncle Wang, originally my father should have told me about this matter, but my father was worried that he would die suddenly one day, so he made preparations in advance and told me this important matter, just in case. If something unexpected happens, I will tell Uncle Wang."

"I understand, you can feel free to tell me the matter now." Wang Guoqiang nodded, understanding Cao Yanhua's vigilance.

After all, he has been dealing with supernatural events all year round, and he may suddenly die one day. Some important information must be transmitted with extra preparation.

"My father left a message before his death. He said that Yang Jian is the key and never forget Yang Jian." Cao Bin said in a suppressed voice.

Wang Guoqiang frowned, unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Cao Bin said: "My father said that Professor Wang told him this sentence, and it was very important. He asked Uncle Wang to remember this sentence, and he must tell the next minister that if the headquarters is disbanded in the future, this sentence Always remember it too.”

"Okay, I understand." Wang Guoqiang nodded solemnly.

Obviously, this sentence revealed some important information. Although he could not decipher this information, since this sentence was circulated among several important people in the headquarters, it must have some truth.

The conversation between the two was very brief and ended quickly.

Wang Guoqiang left before the funeral was over because he still had work to do and it was rare to be able to take two hours off.

In Ohara City.

This is the newly built Taiping Ancient Town.

A few months have passed, and many people from all over the country have poured into the originally empty Taiping Ancient Town.

The reason why I came to this modern antique town was because in this town lived one of the few remaining captains from the headquarters.

He Yin'er, the soul-caller.

During the time when Yang Jian fell silent, Liu San disappeared, Li Leping was forgotten, and He Yuelian resigned, He Yin'er was considered the most stable captain-level ghost controller.

After learning about the supernatural events, more and more ordinary people chose to come to Oyuan City in order to seek shelter, and they tried their best to enter this ancient town of Taiping.

This situation has created the prosperity of this new Taiping ancient town.

However, He Yin'er didn't care about this.

Now she is staying in a newly built ancestral hall.

This newly built ancestral hall is much larger than the one in Old Taiping Ancient Town, and the area near the ancestral hall is prohibited, and only a few people are qualified to enter and exit here.

He Yin'er sat on a small stool in the ancestral hall, with a pile of wood piled next to her.

She was now holding a small knife and carving on the wood seriously and carefully.

In a short time, a piece of wood was carved.

The wood turned into a spiritual tablet with three words engraved on it: Wang Cha Ling.

After carving the spiritual tablet, He Yin'er picked up another piece of wood and continued carving.

On the other side of her body, there are already a lot of carved souls. On them, you can clearly see the names of the ghost masters who have died long ago. Zhou Deng, Lin Bei, Cao Yang, Lu Zhiwen and even Zhou Deng, Lin Bei, Cao Yang, and Lu Zhiwen even There are also records of previous ghost masters, such as Jiang Shangbai and Fang Shiming.

Of course, it also includes the spiritual status of Yang Jian, Li Yang, Huang Ziya and others.

"I will prepare a box under each spiritual tablet, which contains their relics during their lifetime. If they are confirmed to be dead, I will paint them with black paint. If they are not confirmed to be dead, I will not paint them for the time being." He Yin'er's eyes moved slightly, and in her heart Think this way.

It is estimated that it won't be long before the newly built ancestral hall will be filled with various spiritual tablets. At that time, she will arrange special people to take care of the ancestral hall.

Come to your senses.

He Yin'er continued to immerse herself in carving the spiritual tablets. Some of the people on the spiritual tablets were familiar to her, and some she did not know. But there was no doubt that the people on the spiritual tablets were all powerful ghost controllers in the supernatural circle.

These people all represent an era.

But now, this era is beginning to end, and He Yin'er has begun to fulfill her duties as a spirit summoner. While those relics are not difficult to collect, she wants to retain the power of this era as much as possible.

"He Yin'er, I have a express delivery for you."

Suddenly, a voice sounded, and a man about fifty years old walked into the ancestral hall, holding a package in his hand.

"Who sent it?" He Yin'er asked.

"See for yourself, I still have business over there." Boss Liu put down the express delivery and ran away.

He Yin'er took a look, and the name on the package surprised her.

"Zhang Xianguang?"

"Why would he give me something?"

He Yin'er was very confused, but still opened the package with some curiosity.

After opening it, I found that the package contained many scattered old objects, including rusty scissors, faded cheongsam, damaged pens, and pulped pipes. These things did not look like modern items, but resembled those from the Republic of China. period.

"I see."

He Yin'er understood that these were some ghost controller relics from the Republic of China period given to her by Zhang Xianguang. Through these relics, she could summon the souls of those terrifying and powerful figures from the Republic of China.

I thought these relics would never be found again, but I never thought that Zhang Xianguang still had one in his hands.

She did not refuse the gift, but accepted it solemnly, preparing to erect several unnamed memorial tablets. If she wanted to paint them, she would choose red.

"After I set up these memorial tablets, the reconstruction work of Xin Taiping Ancient Town is basically completed. However, the ghost street is still in the same place as before. We must find a way to move it here." He Yin'er has not forgotten the existence of the ghost street.

Xin Taiping Ancient Town will never be perfect without ghost streets.

Although the ghost street reveals eerieness and horror, it is an integral part of Taiping Ancient Town.