"But I'm not qualified to talk about those people." Wang Chaling thought this way. If it were other people saying that others ignored danger for the sake of profit, people like Li Jun would still have some opinions.
As far as Wang Chaling is concerned.
Wang Chaling, who had not received that memory and was very clear about his past thoughts, was sure that he would definitely steal the Starving Ghost.
After receiving the memory, it wasn't much better. He didn't have the intention of killing the starving ghost, but he did have the intention of killing the ghost.
A horrific supernatural incident broke out in J City, but he was able to ignore it because of his deal with Mr. Qin.
"Minister Cao, that's all I have to say. It's up to you to decide what to do. Anyway, it's not like you haven't done it before." Wang Chaling said. He was talking about Cao Yanhua's forced recruitment during the ghost incident. There was a long silence on the other end of the phone as people were left to deal with the supernatural incident.
Wang Chaling didn't care about that much, just hung up the phone and raised some opinions. It was not possible for him to really go to J City.
It doesn't matter what you say.
If he really went to City J now, he would probably have to fight Mr. Qin first before he got into a fight with Li Gui, and he might even have to face the impact of this supernatural bus.
The elderly are always getting older, they don't have "decades" to live anymore, and their physical condition is not good, but their things are not so easy to get.
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City J, an office in a base on the outskirts.
Cao Yanhua looked at the hung up phone with a dark and uncertain expression: "Wang Chaling, Jiang Lan...Mr. Qin, what exactly do you want to do?"
Being able to become the deputy minister of the headquarters and control everything in the headquarters under most circumstances, Cao Yanhua's abilities in all aspects are not too bad, and he can think of many things from Wang Chaling's words.
"Perhaps I feel that this situation is too stable." Wang Xiaoming said. He has been in this office all the time and listened to the entire conversation between Wang Chaling and Cao Yanhua.
"The pace of supernatural recovery is gradually accelerating, and more and more terrifying ghosts are resurrecting. The old people in the past died to death, and they need the ghost controllers of this era to grow up. A stable situation is suitable for the survival of ordinary people. But it is not suitable for the growth of a ghost controller. The chaos in J City is the key to disrupting stability." Wang Xiaoming looked calm. This approach is cruel, but from a long-term perspective, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.
It's just that this method requires a person with enough ability to play. That person may not have the ability to open it, but he must have the supernatural power to end everything.
Cao Yanhua's hands were trembling: "I have always supported Mr. Qin's decision, but this time why couldn't he tell him in advance that ghost masters have the same training methods as ghost masters, but ordinary people are different. Epidemic ghosts Out of control, starving people out of control, how many more than 20 million people can survive?”
Cao Yanhua is not a good person, because a good person cannot sit in the position of deputy minister, let alone handle the balance of forces.
He had no problem with training ghost masters in this way, but this time too many ordinary people were affected, too many for even he to bear.
"When Lu Zhiwen comes back from the Starving Ghost incident, let him investigate Shen Liang's whereabouts and make sure to take out the nails in the coffin." Wang Xiaoming also had some emotional problems, but after all, he was more rational and could solve the problem as soon as possible. Arrange it.
"Lu Zhiwen? He's not..."
"I asked him to lead people to deal with the starving ghost. The terrifying growth rate of that ghost is among the most terrifying among the known evil ghosts. Wang Chaling is right, we can't give it time to grow. "Wang Xiaoming said.
Lu Zhiwen, one of the hidden trump cards of the headquarters, is mainly engaged in document sorting and other work, but his strength should not be underestimated.
Cao Yanhua's smile became increasingly bitter.
Theoretically speaking, Lu Zhiwen needed to communicate with him, the deputy minister, before he was dispatched. Due to various factors, he did not send anyone out, and he was not deceiving Wang Chaling just now.
But who would have thought that Wang Xiaoming would actually do something like this, ignore everyone, and forcibly send Lu Zhiwen out. Even he, the deputy minister, didn't know about it until now.
This is not considered a violation. Wang Xiaoming already has the authority to mobilize the ghost controllers belonging to the headquarters, and no one will say anything about it - Wang Xiaoming's research is enough to make people ignore many rules.
"Until the nails in the coffin are retrieved, the starving ghost will be confined in the captain-level golden container and guarded by Lu Zhiwen." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.
"As for the epidemic ghost incident, let Liu San and Shen Lin come back and prepare to hold an emergency meeting to see what other people think." Wang Xiaoming already had a plan, but the risk was a bit high, so he planned to hold a meeting to see other people's plans.
People like Yang Jian, Shen Lin, and Li Leping have a very special advantage in supernatural events. With some of their secrets, they may have good solutions.
"Okay, I'll make arrangements right away." Cao Yanhua said immediately. He knew what Wang Xiaoming meant. There were many things he was not suitable to do, but Wang Xiaoming did not have that scruple. Cao Yanhua himself only needed to cooperate with Wang Xiaoming's arrangements, and he could exempt most people from doing so. Views.
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"Shen Lin, the headquarters asked us to go back and ignore the epidemic ghost incident for the time being. What do you think?" Liu San, who looked sallow, had a strange smile on his face.
His body had been dyed with a lot of fluorescence, but he himself didn't seem to care about it. Behind the two of them, there were many festering paper figures being thrown to the ground casually.
Shen Lin raised his head and glanced at the green light. After dealing with Jiang Lan, he learned a lot from the other party, but he still had no way to deal with the plague ghost.
"What do you think? The headquarters asked us to go back. It is most likely Wang Xiaoming's opinion. He probably has some new ideas." Shen Lin said.
Maybe the headquarters contacted Wang Chaling and Jiang Lan.
Shen Lin had personally witnessed the former's battle with a terrifying ghost, and the latter had even fought against it in person. The strength of these two people was probably among the best in the captain's plan. The epidemic ghost incident might not be difficult for them. .
"It seems that you know a lot." Liu San said. He also thought of Wang Chaling's existence. Although he was unwilling to admit it, the terror of the two old ghosts could indeed suppress him.
Shen Lin didn't want to communicate too much with this guy who didn't know whether he was a real person or a paper man, so he drove the ghost domain away from the range of fluorescent erosion.
Liu San's smile gradually disappeared, his face became more and more yellow, and finally turned into a paper man. After a while, the surrounding fluorescence was forcibly dispelled, and the paper man became dilapidated.
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The supernatural bus is driving on the wide road.
There was silence in the car. From what Wang Chaling said, Lin Bei knew that some major events were happening outside. At the moment, he was busy searching for various information on the Ghost Controller website. Wang Chaling was thinking about his last two days. a destination thing.
Suddenly.
The speed of the bus began to slow down gradually. Not far away, a bus stop sign appeared in the two people's field of vision. There were many people waiting at the stop sign.
It was raining lightly outside. Some people were holding umbrellas, while others were reluctantly hiding under the stop sign. When they saw the bus appearing, their faces showed a little joy.
Some people holding umbrellas had already walked off the platform and wanted to get on the bus before others so they could find a seat - they would definitely want to sit down after a busy day.
The bus drove smoothly into the parking area. The front door suddenly opened, but the rear door did not move. Of course, no one cared about this.
The first person to get on the bus was an aunt carrying vegetables. As soon as she got on the bus, her steps froze and she didn't go any further.
"No, aunt, once you get up there, hurry inside. There are so many people waiting behind you." A tall and thin young man said. .
The glass of the bus was a little dirty, the doors were too narrow, and the aunt's size and height were a bit too high, so people outside couldn't see what was going on inside the bus.
The rest of the people also talked a lot, asking Auntie to go inside quickly. No one wanted to wait for Auntie slowly in the rain.
Occasionally, a few people asked Auntie if there was anything wrong.
But the aunt didn't respond. After a brief stalemate, she retreated instead of advancing and kept walking towards the crowd. For a while, the discussion became louder.
The sound stopped suddenly.
A group of people looked at the front door in horror. The black muzzles were pointing directly at the crowd. Many people on the edge had already begun to run.
"Stay away from me." Wang Chaling said coldly. To deal with ordinary people, talking about ghosts and the like is completely useless. It is better to use a more reliable gun.
Talking about ghosts will only be regarded as a lunatic by them, but if they are pointed at a gun, no one will refute them even if they are said to be lunatic.
The crowd fled in all directions, but within ten seconds, there was no one alive in the area where the bus stopped.
Four terrifying dead souls forced a mutilated corpse onto the seat. Even without the use of supernatural powers, four against one was enough to suppress the corpse.
A few minutes later, the bus started again and disappeared into the city, leaving behind the staff who were watching the suspicious life after receiving the report.
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After a short stay in the city, the bus entered the supernatural space again. After an unknown period of time, the lake in the distance attracted Wang Chaling's attention.
"Ghost Lake, this is the second time." Wang Chaling always felt that except for the necessary stops, there were some problems with the rest of the route. With so many supernatural places, why did he hit the Ghost Lake twice?
To say it was a coincidence would be too much.
This may just be Wang Chaling's overthinking, but in this terrifying world, there is nothing wrong with overthinking most of the time.
"Gui Hu, maybe I can get involved in the future." After meeting Gui Hu twice in a row, either because of fate or because of someone's scheme, Wang Chaling also became slightly interested.
In that memory, didn't it say that his grandfather and grandma working together were enough to conquer the Ghost Lake alone? Maybe he could try it if he had a chance in the future.
Just like before, the supernatural bus stopped here at Ghost Lake. A wet ghost got off the bus, but there was nothing to get on.
The number of passengers increased from 9 to 8.
Five minutes later, the car door closed again.
The moment the bus started, Wang Chaling suddenly saw a familiar figure: "He Liansheng, why did he come to the ghost lake? He Yin'er has already fallen into the ghost lake? Or maybe the anomaly of the ghost lake attracted him. "
Wang Chaling's question was destined to get no answer. The supernatural bus kept moving forward, and He Liansheng's figure soon disappeared from his sight.
I didn’t dwell too much on this matter. With the strength of the people in Taiping Ancient Town, self-protection in Ghost Lake was not a problem, but if you wanted to take action against Ghost Lake, you would have to call upon He Liansheng to summon the spirit.
After leaving the ghost lake, the supernatural bus came to the deep mountains. A strange mist shrouded the mountains, blocking people's sight of peeking out.
"Seven hours, this journey is quite long." The speed of the bus began to slow down. Wang Chaling looked at his watch. It took the Ghost Bus seven hours to get from Gui Lake to this stop.
As the ghost bus stopped, the fog around the vehicle dissipated. Wang Chaling also saw something clearly. There were several benches near the front door, and there was a pole with a piece of cloth hanging next to it. There was writing on the cloth, but the cloth seemed a bit old, and Wang Chaling couldn't see the writing clearly.
"It's a supernatural place that I have never seen before. If Jiang Lan is around, it can provide me with some useful information." Wang Chaling looked at the surrounding environment, and there was nothing that matched his memory.
He had no intention of getting out of the car. In such an inexplicable and strange place, rashly getting out of the car would easily attract the attention of evil spirits. Wang Chaling didn't want to cause extra trouble and cause some trouble for himself.
One minute, two minutes, three minutes...
Huh~huh~huh...
Just as Wang Chaling was counting the third minute, a gasping sound suddenly came from outside the car, and the distance was getting closer and closer.
Ten seconds later.
A figure walked onto the bus from the front door. Wang Chaling looked towards it. He was wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat. His body was covered with heavy fog. His feet were a pair of straw sandals, which were almost completely covered with wet yellow mud. But when he walked, It left no mark on the bus.
It was carrying a bamboo basket on its back, which seemed to be very heavy, forcing it to bend forward while still panting. Finally, it stopped in front of Wang Chaling.
Wang Chaling's eyes turned cold, and four dead souls came over and stood in front of him. They were sitting together with ghosts. They had to ask his family if they would agree.
Maybe the ghost bus was about to leave, or maybe the ghost noticed that Wang Chaling was not easy to mess with, so it chose to retreat and find another empty seat to sit down.
The number on the electronic display changes from 8 to 10.
"That one with the back bamboo pole is also a fierce ghost?" Wang Chaling was a little unsure. There were too many suspicious things about that evil ghost, and the one with the most suspicion was the one with the back bamboo pole.
After this ghost got on the bus, no more ghosts got on the bus. The ghost bus continued to drive, passing through the thick fog and rolling mountains, and submerged into the thick darkness.
This section of the road was longer than before, and they didn't stop for ten hours. Finally, they came to a place that Wang Chaling was familiar with.
Storage warehouse.
A supernatural place left over from the era before the Republic of China, where Wang Chaling once took part of the puzzle to modify the ghost, the one that originally controlled it.
The vendors outside still looked deserted, but this time there was an additional figure, thin and hunched, carrying two boxes of goods even though he was sitting.
Ghost salesman.
(End of chapter)
