"I'm done! Wang Wudi, give me the back bamboo basket." Ye Zhen returned to his peak state at the cost of a dead ghost.
He was obviously concerned about what he had been crushed by just now. As soon as he recovered, he asked Wang Chaling to hand over the things to him to wash away the shame just now.
If a good (unjust) person (kind) takes the initiative to bear this burden for his dead soul, Wang Chaling will certainly not refuse. He even signals the dead soul to cooperate with Ye Zhen and puts the bamboo bamboo basket on Ye Zhen's back.
Ye Zhen's straight back bent unnaturally, a few wisps of black air appeared on his handsome face, and he was breathing heavily.
"Hu~hu~hu..."
From the perspective of a generation of dead souls, a strange figure was standing behind Ye Zhen, constantly trying to overlap with Ye Zhen's body.
That figure was no stranger to Wang Chaling. It was the ghost carrying the bamboo pole on his back. There was nothing unusual when the dead soul was carrying the bamboo pole on its back. But when it was a human being, this ghost tried to resuscitate from the human body.
Wang Chaling couldn't help but frowned. He originally thought that there would be no problem if Ye Zhen carried the bamboo pole on his back, but he didn't expect that there would still be such trouble.
As for boarding the bus, leave the dismembered Jigsaw here and carry the basket away from the Jigsaw to prevent recovery.
Wang Chaling did not think that this method was feasible. One of the ghosts had clearly been controlled by ghosts before. When the ghosts were restored, not all of them were taken back, but they were just left in the supernatural place. Wang Chaling The spirit is not believed to be able to completely isolate.
"The ghost dealer should be doing some tricks to delay it for a while." Wang Chaling couldn't help but think of the ghost dealer who hadn't been caught. If it was still there, maybe he could sell the scattered puzzle pieces to it and rely on the ghost dealer. The supernatural power prevents Beizhuan from claiming the puzzle.
"It's really troublesome." Wang Chaling shook his head. It was easy to deal with this matter temporarily, but it would be too troublesome to solve it completely.
He told Ye Zhen everything.
"Wang Wudi, why should you care about such a trivial matter? Ye's body is so easy to invade. If it doesn't work, he will die for a while. Your grandfather's ability is very useful. He can stimulate the ghost to revive. Ye can completely revive it. A fierce ghost repeatedly uses surrogate death, as long as there is no shortage of materials, everything is a small problem." Ye Zhen waved his hand, not paying attention to Wang Chaling's question at all.
But this is indeed the only way at the moment. Just wait for the supernatural bus to arrive at this stop in a few days, and Wang Chaling can try to solve it again.
"You, my grandpa, and my grandma, you three take turns to carry it. You can take advantage of that gap to recover yourself for death, or I can use my own methods to help you recover." After all, Wang Chaling did not leave Ye Zhen alone. After reciting the entire process, although his death substitution ability is buggy, the price is not small. It is feasible to use the dead souls to relieve the pressure.
"Okay, but Wang Wudi, is there any way you can leave here?" Ye Zhen asked.
Wang Chaling said: "I have a way to leave. A car will come to pick us up, but we will have to wait for several days before returning."
Supernatural places are also divided into levels. The souls of the dead can break the boundary between some not particularly strong or special supernatural places and reality, but the ghost temple does not fall into this range.
"Then what should we do during this period? I think this temple is very strange, and there are evil spirits at first glance. How about you and I work together to explore and suppress those evil spirits." Ye Zhen pointed at the ghost temple and said, He was tricked into a supernatural place by an old monk, and now his attitude towards things like temples is not very friendly.
Wang Chaling rubbed his eyebrows and said, "Don't pay attention to this temple. There is an old guy inside who is so fierce that I almost fell into it."
Immediately afterwards, entertainment objects such as game consoles, computers, and comic books gradually appeared in front of Wang Chaling: "If you are really bored, just use this thing to read. Many of the memories I obtained are about drawing comics. , write, and produce animations, these include things that they have conceived but have not written.”
"I used supernatural powers to construct a computer network. Although it cannot be connected to the outside world, I can let these ghost slaves play with you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Chaling clearly saw that Ye Zhen's eyes seemed to light up. Silver metal quickly appeared on the long sword in his hand, forming a scabbard, and he walked into the room "made" by Wang Chaling.
After sending Ye Zhen away, Wang Chaling looked at the sky above the temple, where there was a stone table, two stone benches, and a pair of Go games: "How about you, do you want to play a few games? If I win, I can answer your question. You If you lose, how about you answer me a question?"
We can't waste a few days. We have to find something to do, such as picking up Ksitigarbha monk's wool. Wang Chaling is interested in the past history, and there must be old monks who have not entered reality for decades. Pretty much the same.
The rainwater in the temple is suspended in the sky, exuding strange colors in the rich darkness, forming several large characters: "Temple Gate."
Wang Chaling saw a few big characters, got up and came to the door of the temple. The door had opened automatically. A young monk with a fair face wearing monk's robes was standing at the door with his hands folded. After Wang Chaling made a stone bench, he sat down on it. .
A paper document was placed on the table by Wang Chaling.
"This is a common Go rule in this era. How about playing with this rule?" Wang Chaling pointed at the document and said.
The young monk picked up the document and flipped through it: "Since it is the competition proposed by Donor Wang, then we will follow Donor Wang's arrangement."
The wisdom of ghost controllers like him is far beyond that of ordinary people. The so-called rules of Go can be learned at a glance, so it doesn't matter which rules are used.
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J City.
In a certain base, alarms echoed in every corner, but no one responded. It seemed that there was no living person in the huge base.
The emergency lights in the corridor were already on, flashing from time to time, as if they would go out completely the next moment, and several strange figures were walking through the corridor.
at the same time.
Lu Zhiwen also carried a golden coffin and rushed out of the base. He had the ability to locate enemies similar to Bixian, and he also knew some information. This gave him a keen sense of crisis, so when he sensed something was wrong, he At that time, he immediately decided to take the starving ghosts to this base.
The fact was as he expected. This was a base with more than 300 people working, including many ghost controllers. But all he saw along the way were corpses, and one of them was a person in charge temporarily recruited from another city by the headquarters. , it was a ghost controller who controlled two powerful ghosts, and his strength was pretty good. However, according to Lu Zhiwen's observation, this ghost controller was killed with one blow without realizing it.
As he got closer to the exit, Lu Zhiwen became more cautious. When he turned a corner, his figure disappeared suddenly, and a strange rag doll was nailed to the spot by a rusty coffin nail.
"Zhao Xiaoya, Wishing Ghost, Dachang City's plan failed, and you actually came here to the headquarters. The tragedy in this base was also caused by this." Lu Zhiwen looked at several figures, big and small, standing at the end of the corridor, and said Very unkind.
He was not surprised why Zhao Xiaoya, who was clearly dead in the report submitted by Dadong City, was still standing there well. For a ghost who could grant wishes, it was very simple to resurrect the dead.
"Kill him." The child's voice was no longer immature, nor was it as calm as before. It became cold, cruel, and mixed with a disregard for life.
Lu Zhiwen moved and reached for the coffin nail with his palm. This thing could nail an S-class ghost. If the wishing ghosts and the others got their hands on it, he, who was not very powerful in the first place, would have no hope.
He successfully held the coffin nails, and saw the sneer on the little girl's face. The next moment, the real feeling in his hands turned into nothingness, and a numb-looking man suddenly appeared next to him, with the coffin nails in his hands stabbing.
Bang~!
The red ghost candle that had just been lit in his hand could not hold on for a second under the combined action of multiple ghosts and coffin nails. A ball of flames burst out, leaving only a candlestick in Lu Zhiwen's hand.
But this is enough time.
Two tattered dolls fell from their arms, one went straight towards the coffin nails in Shen Liang's hand, and the other jumped up and ran in the direction of Zhao Xiaoya.
Three scapegoats, even if Lu Zhiwen is the direct captain of the headquarters, the mobilization of resources is far better than most captains, it is still distressing.
Moreover, the loss this time was more than three scapegoats. He glanced at the golden coffin behind him. If he took the things with him, he would definitely not be able to escape as most of his strength was focused on intelligence and life-saving. He could only choose this option. A starving ghost who could easily be put in a coffin.
A bloody writing brush suddenly appeared in his hand, and blood spattered on a nearby wall. A hole suddenly appeared, and Lu Zhiwen immediately fled into the hole.
"No need to chase." Zhao Xiaoya said again, ending her previous wish, and a cruel smile appeared on her young face.
"Anyway, our goal has been achieved." She walked up to the golden coffin, and Shen Liang also walked up, holding some tools in his hand to cut away the gold from the weak points of the golden coffin. His movements It was very fast and powerful. It took less than three minutes to handle the entire coffin.
Zhao Xiaoya's white and tender palms pushed the coffin nails away with terrifying power, and the blue-black figure stood up from the coffin.
The terrifying figure that had been standing next to Zhao Xiaoya submerged into the body of the hungry ghost, and the ghost who was following Zhao Xiaoya also took the initiative to stand in front of the hungry ghost. These were all ghosts controlled by the ghost controller of this base. They were Make a wish and take it.
After completing all this, a grayish look appeared on Zhao Xiaoya's face: "Resurrect me again when necessary."
This was her last wish. As soon as she finished speaking, her whole body turned into nothing. A terrifying blue-black haze covered the entire base, and the terrifying sounds of chewing and swallowing echoed in the dead base.
The starving ghost is out of control again!
As Lu Zhiwen escaped, this news quickly reached the ghost controllers who stayed in J City who could receive the news. It also contained the information about the wishing ghost submitted by Wang Chaling.
Of course, the main reason is that this news cannot be concealed. The blue-black haze ghost realm is too recognizable. Instead of hiding it and letting others guess, it is better to take the initiative to announce the news and let the ghost controllers in the area do it in advance. Be prepared.
"Ghost paintings, epidemic ghosts, starving ghosts...three S-class ghosts plus a special ghost called the wishing ghost broke out in J City at the same time. How can this be fun? There is no way to play. It is impossible to save the headquarters this time , express...Mr. Fang, let’s pack up and move somewhere quickly.” Lin Fang suggested. There were only him and Fang Shiming plus Li Yao in the office. He was related to Fang Shiming, so he spoke more casually.
"Why are you panicking! Aren't those three fierce ghosts not involved yet? There are still a lot of things going on here in J City. We can't leave just now. Li Yao, how is the matter handled?" Fang Shiming scolded a little irritably, But he still explained a few words and finally looked at Li Yao.
After all, Lin Fang is one of his own, with good strength and potential, and Fang Shiming intends to train him as his confidant.
"Mr. Fang and Mr. Lin, the resources have been almost integrated and can be transported out before six o'clock this afternoon. However, in terms of personnel, many investors are trapped in the ghost domain and cannot stay in the safe house for the time being. Safety issues have always required us to send people to rescue them. In addition, the headquarters has been putting pressure on us through Mr. Qin, asking Mr. Fang to personally take action and form a ghost controller team with the ghost controllers from the headquarters to deal with supernatural incidents. "Li Yao reported the most important problem at present.
Fang Shiming looked gloomy: "Send the resources out as soon as possible. Those people don't need to worry about them. Just handle them according to the previous model. As for the headquarters..."
Those so-called investors Fang Shiming didn't care. Fang Shiming's people existed when the safe house they lived in was built. After the person dies, it doesn't matter what opinions they have. Their property can just be used to make up for the recent losses in the circle of friends.
But the headquarters cannot do this. After moving Mr. Qin out, Fang Shiming cannot act as recklessly as before. No one knows what crazy actions this old man who may die at any time will do. He must consider more thing.
"Reply to the headquarters. I can stay, but everyone in the circle of friends must evacuate. In addition, I want three red ghost candles and the latest supernatural product from the headquarters to replace the dead doll." Fang Shiming finally chose to compromise, but he also did Okay, get ready to run away.
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"Chen Lin, can you still find the epidemic ghost?" Liu San asked, with a tired look on his face. Running around in the ghost painting was really not an easy task.
Shen Lin shook his head. The plague ghost was scurrying around in the ghost paintings, mastering some consciousness abilities, and occasionally isolated him from tracking.
"Young people are unreliable after all." Zhang Xianguang said with a cold tone. He walked to the front and led the way. He relied on ghost paintings to locate the plague ghost. No matter how the thing was hidden, he could only use supernatural objects to restrain it. If there are chaos in the painting, then he can find a way to find it.
Of course, things didn't have to be so troublesome originally. With his strength, he could keep the plague ghost alone. But this is a ghost painting, and there are too many changing factors. The plague ghost attracted a fierce ghost at the last moment, which briefly entangled Zhang Xianguang. He took this opportunity get away.
Later, Zhang Xianguang discovered the existence of Shen Lin and Liu San. After some consideration, he invited the two to form a team, saying that he could help solve the epidemic ghost.
He is not a pedantic person. The Taoyuan Project is a plan that he has spent decades planning. In order to ensure the safety of Ghost Painting, he does not mind bringing in two juniors. By the way, he can also see if he can attract a new wave of people after the matter is over. , no matter how bad it is, you can still understand their intelligence and even stab them in the back.
At Wang Xiaoming's suggestion, Shen Lin and Liu San accepted Zhang Xianguang's invitation to form a team, and the three people, each with their own agenda, embarked on the road to pursue the epidemic ghost.
at the same time.
In J City, a red light pierced the sky, and Yang Jian, Li Leping, and Li Jun rushed towards the Ghost Realm of Starving Ghosts.
The smelly ghost wind was blowing in the sky. Fang Shiming followed Yang Jian and others closely. Although he and the headquarters did not agree on the price, he still agreed to the headquarters' request, just because the headquarters proposed everything obtained from the supernatural incident. Ghosts and supernatural items can be dealt with freely by the recipients, and Fang Shiming is greedy for nails in the coffin.
(End of chapter)
