When the two entered the wooden door, the door behind them automatically closed slowly before they could make any move.
"This?" Lin Bei looked at the closed door and then at Wang Chaling standing in front, looking a little nervous.
This is a very normal behavior.
If Wang Chaling hadn't asked him to follow her, and the old woman outside the door didn't seem to be easy to mess with, Lin Bei wouldn't have been able to enter this ancient house.
"Don't be nervous, just stay here and don't move around. There will definitely be no problem in terms of safety." Wang Chaling turned around and said. After all, he might be the future captain. Wang Chaling still has a few words. of.
Zhang Dong is not dead yet. Although this ancient house is dangerous, everything is within the control of the other party. As long as Lin Bei does not seek death, there will be no problem.
"Okay... okay." Lin Beidao said. He is a very "obedient" person, and Wang Chaling is his only big friend at the moment. He must listen to what the other party says.
After the reminder, Wang Chaling walked towards the inside of the ancient house. The front yard of the ancient house was empty, except for a wall, or screen wall, behind the gate. This thing is not uncommon in Chinese-style buildings.
After walking out of the front yard, there is a patio. This patio is in the shape of a mouth. When you look up, you can see the somewhat dim sky.
Wang Chaling stayed here for a while. This patio is the most convenient path from this old house to reality. It doesn't take a strong supernatural being to pass through the barrier between the supernatural and reality through that road.
You need to pay attention to this, maybe you can use it in the future.
After staying for a while, Wang Chaling walked around the patio and was about to walk inside, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks, his eyes a little solemn.
After bypassing the patio, there is a corridor on the left and right. It is deep and dark, leading to nowhere. At first glance, there is no end in sight, like a road of no return.
At the door of the second room in the corridor on the right, stood a tall figure with a somewhat thin figure that did not quite match his tall figure.
As if aware of Wang Chaling's gaze, the figure slowly walked out of the darkness. It was an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit.
His face was a bit thin, his eyes were deep, and he had some numb emotions. He had a very faint smell of corpse, so light that if Wang Chaling's nose wasn't "smart" enough, he might not have been able to smell it.
"Mr. Zhang, my name is Wang Chaling, and I am the third generation of the Wang family." Wang Chaling said first, his attitude was very similar to Lin Bei before, even more "respectful".
Yes, that's respectful.
When facing Mr. Qin, Wang Chaling dared to ask for the benefits he had lost. When facing Meng Xiaodong, Wang Chaling dared to bargain with him. When facing Luo Qianzhi, Wang Chaling also dared to test his hand and even used Use favors to get others to help you.
But there is a reason for that. Mr. Qin pays attention to the future, and Meng Xiaodong also cares about the younger generations. Neither of them will easily attack the ghost controllers of the new era. Luo Qian has human restraints.
So facing Zhang Dong, Wang Chaling had no such emotion at all. Just standing in front of this old man, he felt suffocated, and all his previous arrogance was restrained at this moment.
The more you know, the more you will be in awe. This is the normal state of most people, and it is also the most basic attitude of the weak towards the strong. Not everyone is like Yang Jian, who knows a lot and can still ensure that he is "crazy".
Wang Chaling belongs to the vast majority of people, but unlike that group of people, there are only three and a half people who can "contain" him so far.
Zhang Dong counts as one, Luo Qian, who has no human restraint, counts as one, Meng Xiaodong counts as one, and Mr. Qin counts as half. These are the top group of people in that great and terrifying period, with far greater strength. Super present Wang Chaling.
Of course, awe is awe. If the other party wants to take action, Wang Chaling will definitely not continue to do this. He restrains his arrogance out of fear, but it does not mean that he will be willing to surrender.
"Three generations of the Wang family, I know you, someone has already told me." Zhang Dong's tone was very gentle, which was somewhat inconsistent with some of Wang Chaling's assumptions, or fantasies, about him.
Wang Chaling was silent for a while, not knowing what to say. Finally, she handed over the puppet in her hand: "Grandma Meng asked me to bring this thing in. I think it should be given to you."
Lin Bei, who was suspected of being influenced by the supernatural, brought the puppet to the supernatural bus from a supernatural place. Jiang Lan, who was discovered, got it. She originally thought there would be some strange conspiracy in it. Jiang Lan also planned to ask Qin Qin after going out. old.
There is no need for it now, because this puppet has found the person to take over it. If you really want to ask something, maybe you can ask the person in front of you directly.
Zhang Dong took the puppet, and Wang Chaling was attracted by his hands. His hands were very skinny and looked like there was no flesh at all. The skin was full of wrinkles, no different from ordinary old people.
But just a wave of this hand can reveal one of the most terrifying supernatural powers currently. Even the captain can't survive three blows before he has to turn into a rudder.
"I have to thank you for this, otherwise I, an old man, would have to go out or trouble old friends." Zhang Dong said.
"Mr. Zhang, was this puppet arranged by Mr. Qin? Is it for Zhang Youhong, or?" Wang Chaling did not remain silent this time, and took the initiative to ask his question.
He originally came to Zhang Dong to "ask" some things. He had always been a dull gourd and asked. After the initial nervousness passed, Wang Chaling began to become "bold".
"It was arranged by Xiao Qin, but it was not for Zhang Youhong." Zhang Dong's attitude was as gentle as ever, and he also answered Wang Chaling's question.
only.
Isn't it for Zhang Youhong?
There is no need for Zhang Dong to deceive me, so what is the purpose of the special supernatural being represented by the puppet and the strange aura Jiang Lan mentioned.
Wang Chaling was a little curious, but he didn't ask. If he wanted to say something, Zhang Dong had already said it just now. In this case, there was no point in asking.
"The resurgence of the supernatural cannot be stopped. People of our generation have tried their best, but they still can't end it completely. In the end, they can only achieve this level." Zhang Dong spoke very slowly, and every word was pronounced very clearly. Clearly, recalling something.
"We have put everything in the future, that is, now, blocking the spread of all methods, and want you to find a new path in despair. Now the speed of supernatural recovery is gradually accelerating, but your growth has not been too great. The bright spot, the three generations of the Wang family, do you think there is hope in this era?" The old man asked his own question.
Wang Chaling thought for a while.
"Whether it is a person of this era or a person of the previous era, no one can compare with your era in terms of strength and means."
"Zhang Xianguang's Taoyuan Project is planning to use ghost paintings to create a paradise. His idea is good. Before the terrifying supernatural beings end everything, he can leave enough fire for mankind. However, this method is not safe. Ghost paintings are also ghosts, or ghost paintings. An important puzzle piece of a terrifying ghost. As the supernatural resurgence intensifies, even if the ghost painting is controlled, it will still be out of control." It was indeed a very novel experience to tell Zhang Xianguang that his only son's plan was not working out.
Zhang Dong did not get angry because of this, but said in agreement: "That boy is really not very good. He has read a lot of books, but his vision is still the same. He finally came up with a plan but it was full of loopholes, and he was timid in doing things. , looking forward and looking back.”
Wang Chaling didn't answer this question. What he said before was quite normal. However, Zhang Dong's words went a bit too far. He turned around and talked about another thing: "But except for Zhang Xianguang, the rest of the people didn't even fight against each other." There is no plan for supernatural recovery. Most of us are just struggling with the recovery of ghosts and supernatural events. We can't even take care of ourselves, so how can we think about those big things."
This is a fact.
The resurgence of evil ghosts, internal fighting among human beings, and supernatural events. These three problems threaten the lives of ghost controllers at all times. Their lives are almost at risk. Who cares about fighting against a full-scale supernatural resurgence? Maybe the full recovery has not yet come. , everyone is gone.
But this does not include Wang Chaling. He has his own plan. If it succeeds, it may not be able to end the supernatural. But it is not suitable to say it. Will it make him look a little "arrogant"?
"It seems like there is no hope in this era, but after all, this is the era where Mr. Qin made his bets, and it is also the era where he has high hopes. Maybe there will be some surprises later."
"Accident? Maybe, Xiao Qin's ability is really good in terms of layout, but your answer doesn't give me the answer to the question." Zhang Dong said.
Wang Chaling simply talked about the situation and some of his own opinions, and then put his so-called hopes on Mr. Qin. As for his real opinions, he did not say them out. Strictly speaking, he did not give them to Zhang. hole answer.
Fortunately, Zhang Dong did not hold on to this matter, and the question was just a casual question. After all, Wang Chaling was also the only one among the ghost masters of this era who had met him.
"Your grandfather and I have some friendship, and since you sent the puppet to me, I can give you two opportunities to ask questions." Zhang Dong said what Wang Chaling wanted most, and everything went smoothly. It was beyond Wang Chaling's expectation.
Originally, he thought that he would waste a lot of time in the ancient mansion, asking Jiang Lan to intercede, and that he would also have to give some interesting information. Even so, he might not be able to ask anything from Zhang Dong.
Maybe Mr. Qin communicated in advance, or maybe Granny Meng communicated with Zhang Dong, Wang Chaling thought this way.
Of course, it is possible that he really has a relationship with his grandfather, but the proportion is definitely not large. After all, Wang Chaling knows that his grandfather's relationship with Zhang Dong is only slightly better than that with Luo Qian.
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"What on earth is Wang Chaling asking about? Brother Zhang actually sealed the entire house with supernatural powers to prevent anything from peeking inside. Sister Meng, do you know?" Jiang Lan looked at the old man next to her curiously. .
Meng Xiaodong smiled and patted Jiang Lan gently on the back. Although the two were from the same era, the difference in appearance made the scene look like a grandma comforting her granddaughter.
"There are always some secrets in the world that only a few people can know. Secrets also mean pressure. Knowing too much is not a good thing."
Jiang Lan: "...Sister Meng, you still like to be the Riddler as before." Even so, Jiang Lan did not continue to ask.
As Meng Xiaodong said, there are many things you don't know just if you want to know them. You must have the strength to bear those secrets. No matter how bad it is, you must have the potential to be recognized by them.
Jiang Lan's understanding of herself, after being "beaten" by Wang Chaling, quickly broke away from the "arrogance" after recovery.
If you don't know, you don't know. That's fine. If the sky falls, tall men like Wang Chaling will bear it. With her strength, she will not touch those things and only be in contact with the horror of her current and past life, and her life will be better. .
"You are still the same as before. You are heartless all day long. In the past, when you chose to become a stranger, you always found a place to do it secretly. You refused to contact me and even asked Xiao Qin to hide it from you. news, otherwise I wouldn’t have been dead for several years, and I won’t care about some things now.” Meng Xiaodong said.
"Well, there is a reason for this. After all, the supernatural being I control is so special, and the burden on you is also..." Jiang Lan's voice became lower and lower, until it was inaudible.
"Forehead………"
Wang Chaling, who walked out of the ancient house, looked at the two women, one old and one young, and felt that something was not right.
"Wang boy, take this doll. Take it out when you meet someone. Most of them will give me face. Jiang Lan will stay here." Meng Xiaodong handed Wang Chaling an ugly doll. The rag doll was used as compensation for taking Jiang Lan away.
Of course, there is nothing to say about this kind of thing. If Granny Meng's connections and intimidation are replaced by Jiang Lan's connections and intimidation, Wang Chaling is not stupid. Of course he knows how to choose.
"You two continue, we will leave here immediately." Wang Chaling was very sensible and motioned for Lin Bei to follow, and the two of them walked along the path in the forest towards the outside.
The bus was still parked at the same spot as before, but the ghosts around it had dissipated, and there were several series of footprints on the ground, which were not cut off until they reached the edge of the old forest.
"Mr. Wang, it seems that we are lucky. The bus has not left yet, but we don't know when it will resume." Lin Bei looked at the bus and said with mixed feelings. Wang Chaling communicated with him for a while before coming out. People can barely strike up a conversation now.
They spent a lot of time in the ancient house. Wang Chaling spent at least five hours going deep into the ancient house. Unexpectedly, the bus was still parked here.
"There is no problem with the bus. As long as the things blocking the road are moved away, it can start immediately." Wang Chaling said, leading Lin Bei to the front of the bus.
The person who blocked the bus was not a ghost, but an incarnation of Meng Xiaodong. With her infinite invading powers, it was easy for her to intercept the ghost bus with her body.
(End of chapter)
