Chapter 472 That man, Meng Xiaodong’s whereabouts
Wooden lines began to appear on the hand holding the water glass.
The breath of flesh and blood was disappearing. In the blink of an eye, one of Zhang Xianguang's hands completely turned into wood, and the wooden texture climbed all the way up his arm, and soon reached the shoulder. Then slowly It stopped, as if it had encountered some obstacle and could no longer get past it.
"It's a very good supernatural power, and I'm very skilled in using it, but it's a pity that I can only survive on the bus."
Zhang Xianguang calmly grabbed the wooden arm and took it off. There was blood flowing from the broken area, but it stopped quickly, "I'm sorry for staining your place, but it can't be entirely to blame. On my head.”
The cold breath continued to surge, and it seemed that the person behind him had plans to continue taking action, but finally stopped.
"You came too suddenly and were too familiar. I remember we were not so familiar with each other." Mr. Qin also returned to the room.
His health seemed to be in poor condition and it was very difficult to walk.
The person behind Zhang Xianguang also came out. It was Lu Zhiwen who was wearing the uniform of the headquarters captain, but his state was very strange.
There is not much aura of a living person in the whole person, but instead it looks like a piece of wood, a human-shaped wood carving that has been carefully carved by an artist.
However, he is still alive.
Lu Zhiwen stepped forward to support Mr. Qin. He didn't let go until Mr. Qin sat on the chair. Then he looked at Zhang Xianguang and said, "If it's just a visit, please be polite. If you want to cause trouble, we will accompany you."
Zhang Xianguang nodded appreciatively, "The young man you found is very good, and he has great courage. But his strength is a bit lacking. He needs to work hard to drive the bus. If this is counterproductive, he may not be able to hold on for long before he recovers. Why? So, are you interested in helping me? I can solve your problem.”
Lu Zhiwen glanced at him and didn't answer.
Zhang Xianguang didn't mind either. Anyway, he just said it casually. It didn't matter whether he answered or not, "I came here this time because of matters related to the Peace Hotel and the store manager."
Mr. Qin nodded, he had actually guessed it.
The Peach Blossom Spring plan finally disappeared in front of the "store manager", but it cannot be said to be a complete failure. After all, the ghost painting was indeed controlled by Zhang Xianguang's tool man who had been planning for decades. This is irrefutable.
It's just that this tool man is beyond Zhang Xianguang's control, and the possibility of implementing the Peach Blossom Spring Plan has been reduced to the limit.
If Zhang Xianguang still insists on the Peach Blossom Land plan, he will definitely plan it for a long time, and he will not come to him. But now that Zhang Xianguang is here, it explains a lot of problems.
"If you want to ask about his information in the past, then I'm sorry. I don't have the memory in the virtual game or Wang Lu's diary, including your father. I also asked him about it, and he didn't have any memory in this regard."< br>
Father?
Zhang Xianguang's confident expression was slightly suffocated. He lowered his head and pondered: "In that case, then these so-called memories and the so-called past are false and untrue? Is it some kind of deliberate arrangement by him to make him Embedded in history, extending His presence into the past?”
He would suspect that there was something wrong with his memory, and he would also suspect that Mr. Qin's memory had been tampered with. Only his father, the invincible god on earth, would never have memory problems, and he would not care. lie!
Since he said no, then all traces of the past by "store manager" Lin Yuan can only be fake, and there is no other possibility.
"It's possible." Old Qin said.
Zhang Xianguang frowned, "Is it just possible?"
Mr. Qin couldn't tell what Zhang Xianguang was thinking, "When I went to talk to him about this matter, he just said that he had no memory of this, but he did not deny the traces of his existence in the past."
How is it possible? !
Even a person like Zhang Xianguang, who could spend decades and an era of effort to perfect a plan, could no longer remain calm at this time and suddenly stood up.
The meaning of Mr. Qin's words was simply that the man admitted that his memory might have been manipulated, so he forgot some of his past memories.
Even if it was just a possibility, Zhang Xianguang couldn't believe it, let alone agree with it.
How could that man, that man who single-handedly suppressed an era, be so powerless or even doubt his own ability?
This is absolutely impossible!
Lu Zhiwen lowered his head and glanced at Mr. Qin, just because Zhang Xianguang's face was ferocious at this time, and it was clear that he had lost his Taoist heart, which might cause danger.
But Mr. Qin just shook his head and signaled him to calm down.
Sure enough, although Zhang Xianguang's mentality was unbalanced, he was not someone who collapsed easily after all. He quickly recovered and said with a complex expression: "What else did he say?"
"There are two possibilities. One is that everything he showed is true, and he also came from the unknown past through countless time, until one day twenty years ago, due to some special reasons, He erased himself, including the Peace Hotel, from the memory of all sentient beings. Then he fell into a deep sleep and was not reborn until now. As for opening a store and guiding the ghost masters of this era to rediscover the memories of the past through so-called virtual games, it may be related to his own state. There is also a problem on the road." Mr. Qin said.
Zhang Xianguang's face was solemn, "If this is the possibility he said... His strength is too terrifying. If there is a problem with his condition and there is no way to solve it, one day it will definitely be a huge disaster."
Mr. Qin nodded and continued: "There is a second possibility. That is, as you just said, everything in the virtual game is virtual. He is using the virtual game as an opportunity through some unknown means. Imprint his existence into the memory of the past, and move his existence forward in time, so that he can... go to the past."
Zhang Xianguang has completely calmed down, "This is exactly what I am worried about. If it is possible, with the power he has shown now, if he really goes back to the past, I don't know what kind of impact it will have. The best Maybe, he wants to use this method to trace the origin of the resurrection of the evil ghosts and solve the problem of the evil ghosts from the historical root, but can he really do it?"
"This is not what we can guess, let alone what we can know." Mr. Qin shook his head, "The past and the future, even if that person and I can peek through our own means, there are limitations after all. , and this limitation is our own life span. Maybe Li Gui has no limit, but it is a pity that our path cannot reach that point. If he can really do it, it may not be a bad thing. "
Zhang Xianguang nodded, "I understand."
Then he stared at Mr. Qin with burning eyes, "You have met him before, right?"
"Yes." Mr. Qin nodded and admitted readily.
Zhang Xianguang said: "Tell me how to see him."
"This is not something I can decide. Maybe one day when he thinks it's time to see you, he will go see you. But believe me, you don't expect that day."
Mr. Qin recalled that meeting with Lin Yuan, and there was a complex, even frightened look on his face.
Zhang Xianguang was silent for a while, then stood up to leave, but Mr. Qin suddenly stopped him, which made him show a strange smile, "What, do you want me to stay?"
When Lu Zhiwen heard this, he immediately prepared for defense.
Mr. Qin said: "You are just a clone. There is no use in staying. I just want to tell you that his time is running out. He should go back and take a look when he has time. Even if he doesn't have time, wait until the end. After seven, you can go to his grave and lay a stick of incense.”
Zhang Xianguang turned around without any answer and quickly disappeared into the shadows.
Only then did Lu Zhiwen speak: "Mr. Qin, I hope your analysis just now can be compiled into a supernatural file and collected."
Mr. Qin said: "This is natural."
When Lu Zhiwen said it to his face, he naturally had no intention of hiding it anymore.
Lu Zhiwen hesitated for a while and then asked: "Is Zhang Xianguang's father, Zhang Dong, terrible?"
On Zhang Xianguang's personal information, one of the few contents contained information about his parents. At first, he thought they were two ordinary people, and they were already dead long ago.
But listening to the conversation between Mr. Qin and Zhang Xianguang just now, Zhang Dong, at least in Zhang Xianguang's mind, is not weaker than him?
If you are just a newbie ghost master who has just entered the supernatural circle and thinks that someone's strength is comparable to that of the store manager, there is nothing to worry about.
Different abilities, different visions, and different views of the sky.
But Zhang Xianguang's strength is top-notch. The captains of their era are no match for him if they don't have five or six people working together.
With sixty or seventy years of experience in dealing with supernatural events, such a person's judgment of strength may be wrong, but it will never be too outrageous.
In other words, there is actually a person in this world whose strength is probably not far from that of the store manager, hiding in this land?
This news is too shocking.
Mr. Qin sighed: "I know what you want to say, but it's a pity that he doesn't have much time. Don't disturb him in his last days. Let him rest in peace."
If not, and if Lu Zhiwen had not been his chosen successor, he would not have mentioned Zhang Dong's information.
But if you want more, that's not possible.
Lu Zhiwen had no choice but to nod to express his understanding. Instead of continuing the conversation, he left here and returned to the Supernatural Archives Management Room to record everything he had just heard.
After doing all this, the sky was already getting slightly brighter. Lu looked at the time and it was almost six o'clock.
Lu Zhiwen waited for a while and found that nothing had changed. Suddenly he remembered something and walked out of the archives room, or even walked out of the building directly.
"The headquarters building is made of gold, which is impenetrable to supernatural powers."
In order to avoid causing unnecessary panic, Lu Zhiwen went directly back to Mr. Qin's yard. Without seeing any movement from him, two horns sounded.
Then, two headlights came out from the dark corner.
An old and almost obsolete bus appeared in front of Lu Zhiwen. The door opened. He walked up and looked inside the bus. There were already five seats occupied, and the numbers on the display board inside the bus were It's 4.
Lu Zhiwen quickly averted his eyes, skillfully threw the body in the driver's seat aside, and sat on it, but did not close the door.
After a while, Tong Qian, Guo Fan, and Fang Shiming all rushed over and found a seat to sit down respectively. Then the supernatural bus started and headed to the Peace Hotel.
No one spoke along the way, everyone was very quiet.
A few minutes later, the supernatural bus stopped at the Peace Hotel bus station. Tong Qian, Guo Fan, and Fang Shiming got off one after another, and of course there were several ghosts in the bus. As before, none of these ghosts were able to escape, and they were all called to the store by the watchdog, the starving ghost, and the old lady with "Welcome~".
Those who are deaf or pretend not to hear will also be driven back by the old dog pack, and no one can escape.
Everything was so natural, no accidents happened, except that when the bus drove away, there was already one more person on the bus.
Meng Xiaodong.
"Where is Granny Meng going today?" Lu Zhiwen asked proactively, but when he raised his head and looked in the rearview mirror, he suddenly felt a little stunned.
Today's Meng Xiaodong seems... younger?
Is it an illusion?
This old man from the Republic of China has many wrinkles on his face and looks very old, but he is in good spirits and his body and bones are very strong.
Unlike Mr. Qin, who is obviously younger, but half of his feet have already stepped into the coffin.
Meng Xiaodong smiled happily, without any of the arrogance and ferocity of a top ghost controller in the Republic of China, just like a kind old man next door, "Today, let's go to Taiping Town for a walk."
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"Granny Meng, wasn't Taiping Town flooded? What were you doing there?"
The person who spoke this time was not Lu Zhiwen, but another young man in the car, a relatively ordinary ghost master who seemed not to have been affected by the supernatural.
I don’t know if he is really a newcomer or an old man who has temporarily solved the supernatural resurgence.
Meng Xiaodong was not surprised. With the development of the Peace Hotel in the domestic paranormal circle, her news was also known to most ghost controllers.
She hears this "Grandma Meng" almost every day when she takes the bus.
If anyone wants to establish friendship with her, she will also give a friendly response, but only in response, and will not interfere in the situation of these people.
There were those who wanted to take advantage of her, but unfortunately they were too weak. They were all left in the past by her, with no future.
"It hasn't been flooded yet. The coffin shop there is still open for business. I'm older and I have some spare money, so I just went over to take a look and prepare some things."
Meng Xiaodong was still smiling, but the words he said were terrifying.
Taiping Ancient Town, coffin shop?
Lu Zhiwen made a note in his mind, and when he was about to turn the vehicle, he heard Meng Xiaodong say: "No need to change the route, just go like this. Anyway, I have nothing to do, but you, a young man with such a weak body, want to come out Driving is really hard, so it’s better to take it easy.”
Lu Zhiwen's expression remained unchanged, but the eyes of the several ghost masters in the car looked at him, but there was a slight change, but it was not clear whether it was malice or something else.
The supernatural bus soon drove into an unknown supernatural land, but Lu Zhiwen did not always control the bus.
As Meng Xiaodong said, his body bones are still too weak. If he keeps controlling the steering wheel, he will probably become the last corpse of the steering wheel in a short time.
Driving a bus and pushing his physical limits is what he wants to do now.
Only when he can drive the bus with ease will he become a real bus driver and take control of the road operation in the land of reality and supernatural.
At the same time, Tong Qian and Fang Shiming had arrived at the store.
This is the habit every morning, and everyone is used to it, and those who came earlier than them were Xiao An Xiaoxi and the pianist Xiang Lan.
He Yuelian is also there, but she seems to be in poor spirits.
"Where's Xiao Liu? Didn't she behave in the store before?" Tong Qian was a little surprised that she didn't see Liu Qingqing today. It was like the sun came out from the west.
Liu Qingqing is pursuing the "store manager", and now He Yuelian is also pursuing the "store manager". Everyone knows this situation, and there are already some conflicts between the two.
Especially after the Peach Blossom Spring Incident in Shuangqiao Town, Liu Qingqing seemed to feel threatened by He Yuelian, often targeting him.
She never misses an opportunity to express herself and let the "store manager" discover her abilities and charm.
Just like cleaning the store in the morning, these are the tasks of He Yuelian and Xiao An Xiaoxi. Liu Qingqing would not participate in it at first, but recently, she has not been left behind once.
Xianglan participated simply because she wanted to show that she was useful, so as not to be sent back to the Caesar Hotel due to unsatisfactory performance, and work as a ghost breeder with Anan and the others.
That's dealing with a bunch of ghosts. Even if you know that they rarely attack you, the mental pressure is really too great.
Recently, it feels like Anan and others have some mental problems.
But Liu Qingqing got involved simply because she didn't want to give up the opportunity to perform to He Yuelian alone, but today was a good thing, she didn't see anyone.
Could it be that he overslept?
"She's still upstairs and hasn't come down yet." He Yuelian glanced at Tong Qian, as if afraid that she wouldn't understand, and added, "On the third floor."
The third floor is Lin Yuan's room.
Tong Qian nodded thoughtfully and did not delve any further. After all, it seemed that He Yuelian was a step too late, so she could not say more to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.
She has no time to deal with others now, so she should work hard now, and deal with some supernatural events when she has time, so that she can save some ghosts to unlock Wang Lu's diary.
When she arrived at the door of the kitchen, she realized that Fang Shiming hadn't come with him. She couldn't help but turn around in confusion and saw Fang Shiming blocked at the door, with an embarrassed look on his face.
The one who blocked him was none other than Gui Cha Lao Fan.
Fortunately, although Gui Chao and Lao Fan stared at Fang Shiming, they did not take action directly, because this is the Peace Hotel and they are all employees and cannot hurt each other.
"Is it fun to watch the show?" Fang Shiming asked shyly.
Tong Qian frowned and murmured in a low voice: "Although Lao Fan had thoughts about Fang Shiming in the past, he would not stop him from coming in. So what happened today? One strange thing after another happened one after another. ”
At this time, Lin Yuan and Liu Qingqing came down from upstairs talking and laughing. When they saw this, they quickly shouted: "Old Fan and Lao Fang, what are you doing?"
"Boss!"
Fang Shiming exclaimed in surprise, and then walked in openly, with his head held high and his chest high, giving him the feeling of a fox pretending to be a tiger.
Lin Yuan nodded and said in a deep voice: "In the future, if you have personal matters, try to resolve them in private time. This is a place for work, not a place for romance."
puff!
Although Lin Yuan's voice was very low, no one present was an ordinary person, so there was no way he could not hear what he said.
For a moment, Fang Shiming's face turned red, and he seemed to be able to feel that all the women present were staring at him with strange eyes.
He wanted to refute, but he couldn't lose his character, so he could only grit his teeth and say: "I know, boss."
"Well, let's do things first." Lin Yuan nodded with satisfaction, then turned to the woman beside him and said, "I'll give you a day off today to go find your friends. Isn't it enough time?"
Liu Qingqing... no, it was Zhang Youhong who naturally pulled Lin Yuan's sleeve, "Brother Yuan, why don't you come with me, just to relax. Anyway, Xiao He and the others are in the store, no There will be trouble.”
Click!
Lin Yuan turned back in confusion, glanced around and asked: "What was the sound just now? Did something break?"
"No, maybe it's a mouse."
He Yuelian expressionlessly hid the cup fragments in her hand. If looks could kill, Zhang Youhong's body would have been riddled with holes.
"Brother Yuan, just go with me. You also know that I am still ill. If no one is with me, what will happen if I suddenly fall ill?" Zhang Youhong looked pitiful.
Although she is not as beautiful as He Yuelian, it is unreal, but her temperament paired with this expression, that kind of weak posture can very arouse people's desire for protection.
Lin Yuan is an ordinary person, but he knows that office romance is not advisable.
But considering the illnesses of Liu Qingqing and Zhang Youhong, he was indeed worried about each other. He thought about it and said, "Let's do this, Xiao He, you will come with us."
Um?
He Yuelian looked over in surprise, "Brother Yuan, can I go too?"
"Yes. The friend Xiaoliu is looking for this time will also go to work in the branch you are responsible for. As the person in charge of the branch, you also happen to go over for an interview to see if he is a good fit." Lin Yuandao said.
He Yuelian glanced at Zhang Youhong, "If they are inappropriate, can you get rid of them all?"
"Of course. Since I asked you to be the person in charge of the branch, I will trust your judgment. Xiaoliu, is there no problem?" Lin Yuan asked.
I thought Zhang Youhong would refuse, but she agreed generously. This made He Yuelian extremely surprised and suspected that Zhang Youhong had some conspiracy.
Even Liu Qingqing, who was observing in consciousness, was very puzzled, "Why?"
(End of chapter)