In the next few days, Wang Chaling stayed in the room, obtaining information from the human skin paper.
The information given by the human skin paper, even if it contains fatal traps, is of great value.
After Wang Chaling gets what he wants, he will not follow it rigidly. Instead, he will selectively use some information to integrate it into what he has originally planned, and at the same time use it to avoid some risks.
"It's a good thing, but it's a pity." Wang Chaxin sighed, looked up in a certain direction, and disappeared into the room.
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"Am I alive?"
In the dark room, there was a dead silence, and the sound that seemed to have lost all human emotions suddenly sounded, making people a little creepy.
There is a folk saying about the first seven souls, which seems to have a certain connection with the supernatural. On the day of the first seven, the long-dead Yang Jian came online again.
"Who are you?"
Yang Jian said suddenly, the ghost eyes on his body moved strangely, and whenever he wanted to look somewhere, he would always deviate from the direction unconsciously.
But the direction he deviated from was the correct direction in his mind, which was a very contradictory feeling.
It could only be a bad ghost, or a ghost controller.
Drops of something like thick ink dripped from Yang Jian's body, and the black shadow under his feet moved towards the door.
"Are you kidding?!" Yang Jian's pupils shrank sharply, and the headless ghost suddenly attacked him.
Snap, snap, snap~
The headless ghost's attack stopped halfway, and there was a crisp sound outside the door.
"The person in charge of Dachang City is really strong and has a good heart. No wonder he survived this supernatural incident."
"Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Chaling, the person in charge of Dadong City. I will be your reinforcement this time."
Under Yang Jian's gaze, Wang Chaling said unhurriedly, but his eyes were looking at the person in front of him vaguely.
Even after resurrecting from the dead, Yang Jian's strength is just like that now, but he is just such a person.
His future growth has left his peers far behind. Even he, who has been destined to be at the top of the Ghost Controllers since birth, has been caught up from behind.
"Yang Jian, don't be nervous. Wang Chaling is indeed from the headquarters and is very powerful. The next actions require the cooperation of the two of you."
Wang Xiaoming's voice came from the satellite phone in Wang Chaling's hand. When he was about to come in, Wang Chaling dialed the number.
Wang Xiaoming?
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and the ghost under his feet slowly retracted. Wang Xiaoming had no need to deceive him.
At least until he loses his value.
"Your resurrection took a while. I sent everyone out of Dachang City. Now we and Li Gui are the only ones left in this city."
"Professor Wang will explain the information about Li Gui and the next countermeasures to you."
Wang Chaling didn't mean to slowly explain to Yang Jian. On the one hand, it was too troublesome, and on the other hand, it was a matter of trust.
"By the way, I'll give this back to you. Next, I'll wait for you at Hongfa Temple." Handing over a gold box, Wang Chaling's figure disappeared from Yang Jian's eyes.
The scarlet ghost eyes squirmed strangely, trying to find traces of Wang Chaling's movement, but found nothing.
Yang Jian opened the gold box and his eyes suddenly shrank.
Human skin paper.
Didn't he give this thing to Zhang Wei? Did that guy do anything to Zhang Wei and the others?
"Don't be nervous. Your family members have been moved outside the city by Wang Chaling. They are safe for the time being."
Wang Xiaoming seemed to have guessed what Yang Jian was thinking and explained.
"Also, I'm curious about what Wang Chaling took away. Can you tell me?"
"This has nothing to do with you... Let's talk about the current situation. The supernatural incidents in Dachang City should be over." Yang Jian said coldly.
Wang Xiaoming did not force anything, and told everything that had happened recently, as well as Wang Chaling's plan.
"That man named Wang Chaling plans to release an S-class ghost to obtain supernatural items to end this supernatural incident?"
"It's a crazy idea, but if your information is not wrong, it is indeed the best solution at the moment."
"But why do you need my cooperation? According to you, he is enough to complete these operations alone."
Someone taller came to stand up. At this stage, Yang Jian's thoughts of being a commoner emerged again, and he had the idea of escape.
"Your ghost eyes come from that restricted ghost." Wang Xiaoming said calmly, not caring about Yang Jian's possible emotions.
"Okay, I'll go."
Ghost Eye is one of the fierce ghosts controlled by Yang Jian. It has great potential, but it is only a part of a fierce ghost.
This had to make him think about how powerful the evil ghost would be. Now that Wang Chaling was going to release the evil ghost, he couldn't just ignore it.
The scarlet ghost realm reflected on the ground, and a figure appeared at the door of the temple.
"You came earlier than I thought." Wang Chaling, who was leaning on the tree, came over and said with a smile.
Yang Jian looked at Wang Chaling coldly. No matter what, Wang Chaling had touched his things, so he couldn't give Wang Chaling a good look.
Wang Chaling didn't care either: "Let's go."
Wang Chaling sent himself and Yang Jian to a door in the basement through the ghost realm.
"Take it. I'm not sure about what's going to happen next. It's better to be careful. In addition, this can be regarded as my reward for using your supernatural items." Wang Chaling took out three red candles and handed them to Yang Jian.
The blood-colored candle seemed to be made of blood, with a strange sense of beauty.
The red ghost candle, one of the strategic resources produced by the headquarters, can play a great role in supernatural events.
It's just that for Wang Chaling, the red ghost candle is just a pediatric resource and not as useful as the white ghost candle.
Yang Jian was silent. Looking at the man in front of him who made three red ghost candles with every move, he suddenly felt a conflict in his heart.
Human skin paper is so valuable. It can be exchanged for so many resources just by using it. What if it is sold?
"The extra thing is a meeting gift. After this supernatural incident is over, I wonder if we can have a chat?"
Yang Jian was no longer silent: "Okay."
With such a wealthy and generous person wanting to befriend him, Yang Jian felt that he could still consider it.
"We should go in."
He casually tore off the gold foil on the door, and the monk who came to stop him was confused by the supernatural and muttered to himself against the wall.
The dark green candlelight spread in the darkness, illuminating the dark space and revealing their target this time.
Lord of Ghost Eyes!
A tall black figure was nailed to a bone tree by a rusty coffin.
Yang Jian's eyes stopped at the head of the black shadow. There was a vacant space in that place, which was the position of Yang Jian's ghost eyes.
