Chapter 74 Preparing to Solve
“People’s thoughts change all the time. One moment they are wild and wild, and the next moment they are plain and simple. This is common.”
“Besides, let’s talk about your secret love. Is it still a crush?"
"Is it still?" Yu Qian looked at Yang Jian.
"It doesn't count." Yang Jian said.
"What about you?" Yu Qian looked at Ye Zhen.
"Of course not." Ye Zhen said.
The next moment, the three of them suddenly raised their wine bottles and said in unison: "Despicable."
Looked at each other and smiled, drinking together.
None of the three are good people.
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"Professor Wang, how are things?"
Looking at Wang Xiaoming who got off the armed helicopter, Cao Yanhua and Zhao Jianguo hurriedly greeted him.
"In three days, the supernatural forum will deal with this incident." Wang Xiaoming took off his glasses and wiped the dust on them.
The strong wind raises dust, which can easily cover your eyes.
"Three days! Isn't this a long time?"
"It depends on the situation in Dachang City. After three days, I don't know how many people will be left."
Cao Yanhua didn't understand. said.
"The time is set by them, I can't change it."
The cruel reality is that the initiative is not in his hands.
Although he only communicated with Yu Qian for a while, Wang Xiaoming could see his character from his words.
Yu Qian, if you don’t give him benefits, then sorry, he will just watch things happen.
He would watch with peace of mind, and set up a small bench next to him, holding a bowl of noodles, and eat while watching.
A very realistic person.
This kind of person is the easiest to deal with and the most difficult to deal with.
What he doesn't want to do, no one can control and force him to do it.
"Very good, is this a supernatural forum?" Cao Yanhua's expression was gloomy and uncertain. Dachang City has become like this.
Tens of thousands of people are in danger.
Even if the supernatural forum offered an exorbitant price, it actually had to wait three days to deal with this supernatural incident.
How many casualties will there be in three days?
Cao Yanhua didn't dare to think about this number.
“There is no way now. Unless Mr. Qin comes over, we can only wait for the supernatural forum to deal with it.”
“It is impossible to seek help from foreign countries. Let’s not say whether they are willing to come over. Blending is a thing, let’s just say the price is better than paying for paranormal theory There are a lot more things in the world.”
“The value is not equal, and there are many other reasons. It is impossible for us to ask for help from abroad.”
“We can only let people with the ability to deal with this. The supernatural forum took action." Wang Xiaoming analyzed it calmly.
This period is very chaotic, and those abroad are thinking about reaching into the headquarters all the time.
But without exception they all failed.
If you open your mouth because of this time, it will be more troublesome in the future.
In short, the headquarters cannot do things where profits and losses are not equal.
Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Cao Yanhua fell into silence. Although what Wang Xiaoming said was right, he just felt unhappy.
He glanced at Dachang City, which was shrouded in haze, with a gloomy look in his eyes.
Handling it well is a political achievement, handling it poorly is a stain.
Which one is more important?
Cao Yanhua knew it very well.
So he walked into the temporary wiring room with Wang Xiaoming without saying anything else.
Time passes and something happens.
Taiyuan, Taiping Ancient Town.
"You haven't resurrected Yin'er yet?"
In an ancestral hall, an old man wearing a shroud looked at the woman in an ice coffin, and turned to look at He Liansheng in confusion.
"Now is not the time. Yin'er will definitely be involved in the incident in Dachang City now that he is resurrected."
The one-eyed old man sat on the bench, smoking a dry cigarette, and tapped the cigarette rod, and a dull thumping sound sounded in the ancestral hall.
"Yin'er is the person in charge of Taiyuan. Because of her previous disappearance, many things in Taiyuan are left unattended."
"If she is resurrected now, given her temper, she will If you contact the headquarters, you can’t be persuaded.”
"The current headquarters is short of people to deal with that matter, and Yin'er will be resurrected just in time."
"Even if she listened to your words and didn't go, in the end the headquarters knew, There will be twists and turns in the identity of her person in charge.”
"Besides, if that kid named Yu Qian knew that Yin'er was alive, he would immediately know that we came out of the ghost painting alive. According to that kid's temper, he might come over to cause trouble right away. It's hard for him to come here now. There is no risk.”
Recalling the ghost lake that disappeared out of thin air, the one-eyed old man couldn’t help but feel a little angry.
For such a big and dangerous ghost lake, Yu Qian was forced to move it to another home.
During this period, the Ghost Lake also released many ghosts.
It took the old guys a few days to deal with it.
Thinking of this, the one-eyed old man raised his head and glanced at the spiritual tablet enshrined in the ancestral hall.
There are almost thirty less spiritual places now.
It is because of the consumption of dealing with those evil spirits.
“It makes some sense.”
Speaking of the boy named Yu Qian, the old man wearing a shroud obviously had something bad on his face.
He Liansheng, together with several of their elders, started planning the Ghost Lake when He Yin'er was ten years old.
Being careful, they didn't relax a little until He Yin'er died and was sent to the ghost lake.
As a result, a young boy appeared out of nowhere, not only controlled the ghost lake's supernatural power, but also moved the ghost lake away from Taiping Ancient Town.
This is equivalent to cutting off the fruits of their hard work for so many years.
How can this not make these old people popular?
"If that boy dares to come, I will make him into clothes." The old man said with a gloomy face. She didn't have many clothes anymore. The reason for all this was the boy named Yu Qian.
When He Liansheng heard this, he just smoked his dry cigarette silently. Yu Qian might not be easy to deal with now, let alone Yu Qian might not be the only one here.
The vice-president of the paranormal forum, he has a really high status. The president of the paranormal forum, the man named Ye Zhen, has a strangely tight ghost in him.
If two people come together, I really don’t know if these old guys can beat them.
The big waves wash away the sand, discarding the old and useless sand.
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"Actually, you can resurrect He Yin'er. I will definitely not come to trouble you in the short term. After all, I am in a lot of trouble."
< br>Yu Qian, who was sitting on a recliner and flipping through a book of [Book of Rites], suddenly paused with his fingers.
He smiled, closed the book, put it aside, stood up and came to the window.
"He Liansheng, He Liansheng, it's the same if you die early or later. It doesn't matter if you give the supernatural power to He Yin'er. It just makes it convenient for me."
"I need arrangements to kill you, but I don't even need arrangements to kill He Yin'er."
"Compared to me, a young high school student, He Yin'er is even worse."
< br>Now Yu Qian has no idea about revenge. Taiping Ancient Town will disappear sooner or later. This is inevitable.
Using the easiest way to deal with enemies is the method that Yu Qian has been pursuing.
So even after knowing that He Lian was alive and coming out of the ghost painting, he did not immediately join hands with Ye Zhen to take over Taiping Ancient Town.
There is no other reason than that the risk is a bit high and not worth it.
After he becomes an alien, it will be easy to kill them.
Without a 99% certainty, Yu Qian didn’t want to take action.
Revenge is best in the form of a crushing situation.
Chen Pingan did this very well.
Yu Qian knocked on the window with a smile in his eyes: "Resurrect as soon as possible. I am very interested in the ability to summon souls."
"It's such a waste to give it to you."
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"Ye Zhen, are you trying to catch a ghost?"
Outside the city, in the mountains.
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the gloomy lake.
The big lake has no ripples. The water is dark and gloomy, but you can see the bottom.
"No, Yu Qian asked Ye to come and see if there is any possibility of the evil ghost escaping."
Looking at the old house at the bottom of the lake and the motionless man standing at the bottom of the lake Female corpse in white.
Very good, Yu Qian's worries are unnecessary.
The suppressive power of Ghost Lake is still online, and the fierce ghost has no intention of escaping.
"Which ghost? Is it the female corpse in white or the old house?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.
The terror that this big lake brought to him was much higher than that of a starving ghost.
It is hard to imagine that this big lake was created by Yu Qian and Ye Zhen together.
"They are both. Two are considered one."
Ye Zhen released the hilt of the sword and looked very calm.
"Let's go, let's go to Dachang City tonight." After confirming that there was no sign of the ghosts running out, they should prepare to travel and trade.
In addition, the headquarters has been urging me for the past two days, because all the things have been delivered, but the supernatural forum has not done anything.
This makes the headquarters very unhappy.
This made Ye Zhen very unhappy.
Who is Ye Zhen?
How can they urge it at will?
So in the past two days, the Supernatural Forum simply stopped answering the phone calls from the headquarters.
Yang Jian didn't say anything. Being able to bring him over to see him was considered as a courtesy to him.
Soon, the two left the mountain.
In the evening, dusk is about to dissipate and the moon is gone.
Looking at the disappearing red clouds, Yu Qian closed the book.
"Yang Jian, I will send you in first. After entering, you first contact the headquarters to say that you are online, and then pretend that you have tested the fierce ghost."
"Then you will starve the ghost to death. Tell Wang Xiaoming about the restart, and then you go get it.”
"When you finish taking that thing, Ye Zhen and I will come over immediately. We will restrain the fierce ghost behind Zhao Kaiming so that you can imprison the starving ghost without risk."
Yu Qian looked back at Yang At the same time, he nodded towards Wang Shanshan who was following Yang Jian to express his friendly classmates.
"Okay, just follow your arrangement."
Yang Jian had no objection to Yu Qian's arrangement.
He has seen Yu Qian’s exhaustive strategy.
Using things and ghosts sent from the headquarters, Yu Qian forcibly turned A Wu into a stranger.
Although Awu is still in the process of becoming an alien, looking at the process, it is no different from the process Yu Qian said.
"Yeah." Yu Qian nodded.
The next moment, drops of red liquid appeared, and the liquid dripped from Yu Qian's skin to the ground.
Soon a small pool appeared in front of everyone.
"Just go in. The place you come out is in the safe house in Guanjiang Community. One of my back-up men is still there." Yu Qian said.
Hearing Yu Qian's words, Yang Jian hesitated for a while and then nodded, choosing to believe Yu Qian.
"You stay here first, and I will come to pick you up when the matter is over." Yang Jian looked at Wang Shanshan and said.
“Okay.”
Wang Shanshan will not and cannot refuse Yang Jian’s arrangement.
It is impossible for a ghost slave to resist the source ghost.
Without saying anything else, Yang Jian jumped directly into the small pool.
The sound of water sounded, Yu Qian waved his hand, and the small pool of water returned to his body in an instant.
Now we just need to wait for Yang Jian to find the coffin nail, which won't take long.
Wang Shanshan glanced at Yu Qian, turned around and left the office calmly.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Ye Zhen pulled up a chair and sat down.
"Why don't you recommend Yang Jian to join us?"
Ye Zhen wanted to ask this question a long time ago, but he didn't ask it because Yang Jian was here.
"It will delay his growth. He does not need my help or your help in his growth. If he joins the supernatural forum, Yang Jian may die young, but not at the headquarters."
Yu Qian sat down, Looking out the window at dusk.
"A person who was supposed to grow into a top master died young because of your selfishness and mine. Would you be willing?"
"Of course not. Ye has never been this kind of person. You know this. "Ye Zhen said that he is not that kind of villain.
"Isn't that right? In addition, Yang Jian's presence at the headquarters is a good thing for our supernatural forum. Before, Yang Jian only thought about living, but after I said those words, he didn't think so. "
"Stay alive and become stronger without being suppressed, this is his current thinking."
"Yang Jian will become more ruthless."
"Yang Jian's existence is my guidepost."
As dusk falls, darkness is coming, and despair will appear.
Now Yu Qian knows who this mysterious resurgence is.
When he encountered a starving ghost, Yang Jian did not use the coffin nails, but came to find him. To be honest, this was undoubtedly an escape.
If Yu Qian hadn’t told Yang Jian that the success rate of coffin nails in imprisoning starving ghosts was 100%, Yang Jian might not have returned to Dachang City.
There is no shame in being afraid of death.
A more desperate world appears.
It is very possible to divide the world into three parts and rule it by cutting off territories.
"Listening to what you said, Ye started to look forward to it." Ye Zhen moved his neck and looked down at the sword in his arms.
With the sword in his hand, Ye will be invincible for the rest of his life.
But if you are really invincible, it will be very lonely.
The invincibility of the Invincible Hand is good, but it is not that good.
"By the way, Yu Qian, what is that thing you and Yang Jian have been talking about? It sounds very strong." Ye Zhen looked at Yu Qian in confusion.
From the beginning to now, only the two of them know what Yu Qian and Yang Jian are talking about, and Ye Zhen is not clear at all.
I only know that with that thing there, there will be no pressure to imprison the starving ghosts.
"It's a coffin nail. Anyone who is nailed by that coffin nail will be suppressed instantly, even your scapegoat." Yu Qian didn't hide anything. It's just a coffin nail. It's not worth hiding. .
"So strong?"
Ye Zhen was shocked. Even his scapegoat would be suppressed. You can imagine how terrifying this kind of thing is.
"Well, it's just that strong." Yu Qian nodded. The coffin nails are indeed powerful. In the early stages of supernatural recovery, one can nail a child. Unfortunately, it may not be effective against too scary ghosts.
"Tsk tsk... It's interesting. There are such things. I don't know if there is anything more outrageous than this at this time." Ye Zhen stroked the long sword, and some light flickered in his eyes.
Uh...
Yu Qian seems to have forgotten that Ye Zhen also has a small hobby of collecting items.
Looking at the figures, Yu Qian’s eyes flickered slightly.
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"Captain, Yang Jian is online!"
Outside Dachang City, Zhao Jianguo suddenly received a message from Liu Xiaoyu.
"What? Yang Jian is online?"
Zhao Jianguo's pupils shrank slightly, and then he reacted: "Where is he now?"
"In Chapter 1 Outside No. 7 High School, attempts are being made to imprison the starving ghosts."
"But..."
Speaking of this, Liu Xiaoyu hesitated.
"But what?"
Zhao Jianguo was very happy when he heard that Yang Jian was online, but he was even happier when he heard that Yang Jian was trying to imprison the starving ghost.
What this means is very clear to Zhao Jianguo. Once Yang Jian successfully imprisons the starving ghost, there will be an extra Interpol at the headquarters who can handle S-class supernatural incidents.
In the future, the headquarters will not need to ask for help from the supernatural forum, unless it encounters a supernatural incident that Yang Jian cannot solve.
But Liu Xiaoyu's butt gave Zhao Jianguo a bad feeling.
"But Yang Jian failed. The Starving Ghost used a new ability, which seemed to turn back time..." Liu Xiaoyu hesitated for a while before telling the bad news.
"Go back in time? Are you kidding me!"
Zhao Jianguo was shocked.
Zhao Jianguo knows very well what the accident of time reversal means. It means that once this incident is true, the starving ghost will never be imprisoned again.
"It's true..." Liu Xiaoyu said.
After confirming, Zhao Jianguo fell into silence. After a long time, Zhao Jianguo hung up the phone. Without any hesitation, he turned around and informed Cao Yanhua and Wang Xiaoming.
One minute later.
“Go back in time?” Cao Yanhua obviously didn’t believe this statement.
Rewinding time really exists?
An inch of time is worth an inch of gold, no one here will understand this truth.
How can you turn back time?
“No, it should be true, but it’s not called turning back time, it’s called restarting.”
“When I was studying ghosts in the past, I came up with a conjecture. If Ligui’s The level of horror has reached a level where reality can be overwritten by modifying the world inside the ghost world, thereby reaching the situation where reality is modified. I call this a restart. "
"I will say no for a while. Clear.”
Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and quickly deduced the truth of the matter.
The concept of restart is huge and involves many disciplines, so it may not be clear for a while.
"Contact Yang Jian, I will ask him personally."
Wang Xiaoming looked at Zhao Jianguo and said.
“Okay, I will establish the call immediately.”
The situation is urgent and cannot be delayed.
Soon, a connection was established.
In Dachang City, Yang Jian looked at Hongfa Temple, which was crowded with people, and a road was lined with people.
It seems reasonable to burn incense and worship Buddha when something happens.
Turn on Guixiao, Yang Jian walked on the road, and then answered the satellite positioning phone that kept ringing.
"I am Yang Jian."
"I am Wang Xiaoming, Yang Jian, how is the situation over there?" Wang Xiaoming's voice came.
"Not bad, I won't die for the time being." Yang Jian said.
"But if this incident is not solved, Dachang City will soon die." Looking at the increasingly thick haze, Yang Jian said with a hint.
"I know, so, do you have any method? Maybe it should be said that the existence in you has any method?" Wang Xiaoming asked. (End of chapter)