Daxia, Dachuan?
Shen Lin, Li Leping?
Has S-class appeared in the city of these two people? Why is that not in that memory?
He trusted that memory, but he didn't believe it verbatim. Although he was curious about what happened to the two future captains, Shen Lin and Li Leping, his top priority was to deal with the matter at hand.
"I don't need the support of the ghost masters from the headquarters. I'll just send more gold when it arrives later."
"There are too many evil ghosts. If they are kept in place, big problems will easily occur." Wang Chaling said in a deep voice.
"Okay, I will arrange it. Then, I'll leave it to you." Cao Yanhua said.
Various gold containers from Dabao City were prioritized and several large trucks were parked at the address left by Wang Chaling.
"Hello, Mr. Wang, my name is Zhou Yuan. I am the person in charge of Dabao City. I received an order from Deputy Minister Cao to pick you up."
Zhou Yuan lowered his head and scanned the various ghosts scattered on the ground, and couldn't help but swallow.
Originally, he just wanted to see who the person in charge of Dadong City was who came to his territory with just a greeting.
Now that I have seen it, I can only say that I can't afford to offend him. Just the ghosts on the ground, all revived, can kill him dozens of times.
"These ghosts have all been suppressed. They will not revive within five or six hours. You just need to put them into gold containers as soon as possible. By the way, some ghosts may carry curses. It is best not to touch them directly with your hands."
There were too many evil ghosts in this group, and most of them were restricted by his grandfather. He only imprisoned a few, so it was naturally impossible to understand all the rules of killing.
"Okay." Zhou Yuan, who was reaching out to Li Gui, looked stiff and quickly took out a pair of gold-woven gloves and put them on.
"Please stay here and watch for now. People from the headquarters and Dadong City will come soon, and they will take away these evil spirits."
Leaving a hint to prevent this guy from getting greedy and attacking the evil ghost, Wang Chaling drove the ghost domain to leave here.
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Returning to the dark space again, Wang Chaling glanced in the direction of the white fog. Several ghosts were wandering near the white fog.
Some of them were already submerged in the white mist, and within a few seconds they were completely invisible.
"The White Mist Ghost is absorbing the powerful ghosts and constantly strengthening itself. Should we deal with this White Mist Ghost first?"
Wang Chaling looked at the white mist that seemed to be swallowing the ghost. After thinking about it, he decided to ignore it for the time being.
"Gui Lip summoned most of the evil ghosts underground and the previously resurrected evil ghosts to attack me, and they were all imprisoned in the end. Bai Wu doesn't have enough evil ghosts, so it won't be able to grow stronger. It will be a little troublesome at most."
Wang Chaling's figure suddenly appeared in front of the dilapidated wooden door, surrounded by four terrifying dead souls.
He glanced at the chain that was thrown to the ground and reached out to pick it up. This was a good thing.
There is not much in this supernatural place, but there are many ghosts and supernatural items, especially this kind of supernatural place related to the ghost controller trade.
Although it is just a chain that locks the door, it is not a simple chain that can lock the door of the ghost village.
Pushing open the empty door, the first thing you see is a street with shops on both sides.
"Sure enough, someone is up to something." Wang Chaling walked quickly to the door of a shop with an unusually cold expression.
Several human arms, legs, and a head without facial features were scattered from the door of the store to the interior.
There were long traces of blood on the ground, extending into the depths of darkness.
Wang Chaling picked up a golden object on the ground. It was a gold badge with a cross logo on it.
"The ghost masters of the church originally wanted you to fight with the king's organization, but they actually reached out here. They are really looking for death."
Wang Chaling didn't know why foreign ghost masters could reach beyond Zhang Dong and put their hands inside, and whether there was intentional acquiescence from the older generation inside.
But since he reached out, he had to cut off his hand. However, Wang Chaling was a greedy person, and one "hand" could not satisfy him.
"Things are getting more and more, and I don't care if there are just a few more. It might as well go abroad before going to Fu County, so that those rats can be more at ease during this period."
Wang Chaling was not a good person, he admitted this, but he still went back to do some things.
Just as Wang Chaling bent down, a large number of people suddenly appeared in the originally empty street.
"Young man, what do you want to buy? My fabrics are the best in the whole village. Do you want to buy them back and make some clothes?"
The shop in front of him also became very clean, with all the blood and stumps disappearing, leaving only large and small pieces of cloth and a smiling boss.
Wang Chaling didn't answer. The area he just entered was the trading area of the ghost village, and he couldn't talk freely here.
Against the flow of people, Wang Chaling kept walking towards the end of the street. Red blood kept pouring out from around him, and the whole street seemed to be submerged.
Only Wang Chaling was surrounded by four dead souls, cutting off a small space.
"Wang Chaling, don't leave, there is a problem ahead..."
"Wang Chaling, come back. The curse of the Wang family has ended. Go back with your parents..."
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A large group of bloody people were blocked outside, and low murmurs echoed in Wang Chaling's ears.
Wang Chaling looked bored. This kind of voice was not only harassment, but also had some supernatural power.
It won't have much impact on Wang Chaling, but he still needs to use strength to offset it. After all, his body is still a human body, and he has no idea of changing his body.
Several illusory figures appeared next to Wang Chaling, with the same appearance and body shape as him, and gradually solidified under the influence of the deceiving ghost.
There was about half of the ashes left in the brocade bag. Wang Chaling took out a small part and divided some of the body.
Then several created bodies were sent out, and the ashes were scattered on the bodies.
The surrounding blood-colored shadows became quiet at this moment, looking at the bodies coming out with dead eyes and horror.
"The trading area seems to be quite peaceful. There are only shadows. The ghosts in those shops have not come out yet."
When Wang Chaling left, he was also observing the surrounding shops. There was basically a boss inside, who enthusiastically greeted him to go in and "spend".
But without exception, no "boss" steps out of their store, only inside the store.
In addition, Wang Chaling also saw several foreign faces, standing in the shop with numb expressions.
Obviously, these people are probably the same group who came in to cause trouble. When things happen, people are also in trouble.
Walking all the way to the end of the street, Wang Chaling's expression became more and more serious. He knew that the real highlight was next.
The essence of the trading area is for trading. Even if the ghost village was sealed later, it has been well preserved.
Maintaining a relatively independent relationship with the core of the ghost village allows the trading area to maintain the ability to suppress the ghosts after the ghost village loses control.
But the area behind is not good. It is an area completely belonging to the ghost village, and it is out of control.
The trading and residential area is blocked by a river, and a small stone bridge spans the river for people to pass.
Looking across the river, thirty-six tile-roofed houses are scattered in a small area. People wearing Republican costumes are coming and going in the tile-roofed houses, talking and laughing, which is very lively.
On the other side of the bridge, an old man carrying a basket was sitting quietly by the bridge, smiling and nodding to Wang Chaling. .
Meng Xiaodong.
Wang Chaling looked at the old woman. Although her features were not very obvious, Wang Chaling could not think of anyone else besides her who could be so leisurely in this out-of-control ghost village at this time.
Wang Chaling withdrew his gaze and went over first.
This bridge cannot be walked directly across. There is a fierce ghost sealed inside. Walking directly across it is equivalent to stepping on that ghost.
At that time, the evil ghost will be transferred to the people who walk on the bridge. Every time they take a step on the bridge, the evil ghost's erosion will increase.
But it doesn't matter, that's for ordinary ghost masters, and he, Wang Chaling, is not in the ranks of ordinary ghost masters.
The dead souls of the Wang family stood on the bridge, suppressing the evil ghost sealed on the bridge.
Wang Chaling walked over without any burden.
"The boy from the Wang family is pretty good." The old woman looked up and down at Wang Chaling, and the old man said with a smile.
"It's just luck that I inherited the legacy of my ancestors." Wang Chaling shook his head and said, after being "beaten" several times, he still recognized himself clearly.
"Whether it's what's left by our ancestors or what we've earned, isn't it all ours?" the old woman shook her head.
She was not surprised that Wang Chaling knew her. She had dealt with the Wang family and his wife, and it was normal for the Wang family to have internal records.
"Granny Meng, I would like to ask, are you letting things go here intentionally?" Wang Chaling said directly.
"That's right. The people of your previous generation also had some plans. They needed things here, but they just relied on the help of outsiders. Of course, those people were left behind, otherwise I wouldn't be here."
Allowing foreigners to interfere in domestic supernatural places, although it is just a simple waste utilization, if it is not dealt with cleanly.
The older generation doesn't care about any plans or not, just stay with them in the supernatural place.
In addition, even if they can be dealt with cleanly, they still have to have a certain background for the big guys to let them go.
"Zhang Xianguang?!"
The name came to Wang Chaling's mind. Zhang Xianguang was Zhang Dong's son.
Only the other party had this background, and those big bosses turned a blind eye to his behavior for the sake of his parents, so they would let Meng Xiaodong stay here specifically to help the other party clean up the mess.
Thinking of this, Wang Chaling had nothing to say. Although Zhang Xianguang's behavior was very wrong, he couldn't speak ill of people in front of the old man.
"Boy from the Wang family, let's make a deal, do you think it's okay?"
Wang Chaling became interested: "What deal?"
"Help me confine the ghost village back. In exchange, I will give you part of the modified ghost that was dismembered by the Wang family generation. I can also give you a few dolls and some information about the deceitful ghost."
The old man opened the cloth on the basket and took out a red rag doll. The workmanship of the rag doll was very poor. The red thread was sewn randomly. The eyes made of two buttons looked very eye-catching. On the top of the rag doll There were also several gold needles inserted into the body.
This is a very fair deal, limiting the return to a supernatural place, the value of these things is just right.
but.
"With the ghosts of the Wang family and the ability to deceive and modify, the scapegoat dolls are of limited use to me. Can I use these scapegoat dolls in exchange for a message?"
This is true, but not the whole reason.
The main reason is that when chatting with Wang Xiaoming before, he mentioned the matter of scapegoats. He is the captain of the headquarters and has priority to use this resource.
As for whether bargaining with this old man would offend him, Wang Chaling was not worried.
They are both top ghost controllers. Although the Wang family is a little biased, Wang Chaling estimates that he and the other party should still have some friendship.
"Exchanging dolls for news is a good idea. Let's talk about it." The old woman thought for a while and asked.
"Is the old man behind the church still alive?" Wang Chaling raised his doubts.
The old woman glanced at Wang Chaling in surprise: "Three generations of the Wang family, you are much more interesting than your father and grandfather."
"Don't worry, the person will be dead in four years. You can handle the rest with your strength."
Wang Chaling smiled: "Someone has to do some things. Even if you put your hands in, you have to show some color."
The old woman looked at Wang Chaling carefully. There was something else in this boy's words, but forget it, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings.
The Wang family boy, Xiao Xianguang, if they want to fight, let them fight. It just so happens that the Taoyuan plan is not a good plan, so it would be nice if someone could stop it.
"Then I'll go in first. Please wait here for a while, Granny Meng." Wang Chaling strode into the residential area.
With an inexplicable ghost controller sitting in charge, Wang Chaling also planned to let go of his hands and make trouble. Anyway, no matter how bad the result is, someone will end it.
"Young man, you are indeed energetic." The old woman looked at Wang Chaling leaving with a smile on her face.
This is a new era, and their generation is already in the past, but it is a good thing to watch young people grow up.
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Tread...tread...
Wang Chaling's footsteps gradually overlapped with those of those walking into the house, and his eyes suddenly darkened.
A dark stick was held tightly by a burnt hand and slammed down on Wang Chaling's head.
The moment it was about to touch Wang Chaling's head, the pitch-black stick suddenly deflected and swept past Wang Chaling's head. His arm was bent at an incredible angle, and the stick hit a rotting corpse hard. on the body.
Wang Chaling bent down and took off the stick from Li Gui's hand. It was a supernatural item that could increase Dadong City's strength by taking it back.
The moment he bent down, a strange shadow appeared on his back, as if he was sitting on it.
It is not an exaggeration to say that a group of ghosts are dancing in this out-of-control supernatural place, but as soon as they entered, the killing pattern of two evil ghosts was triggered.
No, more than that.
The dead soul picked up the shadow, and Wang Chaling straightened up and scanned the dilapidated houses around him vigilantly.
