Chapter 221 What's Yours is Mine
The functions of ghost coffins and human skin masks can turn living people into ghosts. Using the characteristics of ghosts that cannot be killed, the clone dies instead of the main body, thereby achieving theft. Experimental plan for wishes.
After some operations, Liang Xingyang made the clones of both of them. Wang Xiaoqiang lay in the ghost coffin, and Uncle Wang put on the human skin mask.
The experiment began to proceed in an orderly manner.
Wang Xiaoming kept asking for wish stickers from the wishing ghost. The clones of Wang Xiaoqiang and Uncle Wang died again and again, while the original body that became the ghost lay peacefully, doing nothing.
One piece, two...
The number of wish stickers in Wang Xiaoming's hand gradually increased, from one to a stack, from one to ten.
The 100th wish sticker.
The sunset is setting in the west at this time.
The light bulbs in the villa hall were affected by supernatural forces, making a hissing sound and flashing lights.
"That's enough."
Liang Xingyang suddenly stopped the experiment and stopped it from proceeding.
It's not that he doesn't want to continue accumulating, but Wang Xiaoming's face is extremely pale at the moment, like a terminally ill person, his eyes are a little distracted, and it is obvious that he has been severely corroded by the wishing ghost.
Making a wish comes with a price. Not only will a relative of the host die, but the consciousness will also be affected by supernatural beings, and even the character will be distorted.
Liang Xingyang stepped forward, knocked Wang Xiaoming unconscious and handed him over to Li Jun.
As agreed, he took away fifty wish stickers.
Take out a sticker, take out a pen, and write on it: The wishing ghost will not attack Wang Xiaoqiang.
According to previous experience, even if Wang Xiaoqiang comes out of the ghost coffin and the wishing ghost killing rules are not covered, he will be attacked by the wishing ghost, so this sticker is an indispensable consumable.
As the wish sticker disappears.
The wishing ghost stopped trying to open the coffin lid, and the terrifying ghost figure disappeared from reality.
Wang Xiaoqiang walked out of the ghost coffin with a complex expression. Zhou Deng also took off the human skin mask on the second uncle Wang's face and quickly put it back.
Li Jun helped Wang Xiaoming lie on the sofa and asked in a low and depressed voice: "You didn't say anything would happen to Professor Wang. If you told me in advance that making wish stickers would have an impact on Professor Wang, the headquarters would definitely Will not allow the wish-stealing experiment to continue."
Liang Xingyang put away the stack of wish stickers on his hand. After hearing this, he thought about it in his mind and said: "You will get something if you give it up. Experiments involving supernatural beings are not just playing house. And I have a way to solve Wang Xiaoming's problem." ."
"What method?" Li Jun asked.
“Go to Yang Jian and ask him to take Wang Xiaoming to Yang Xiao.”
Liang Xingyang kicked the ball to Yang Jian, but the evil dog has not yet awakened. Currently, only Yang Xiao in the oil painting has the supernatural power of ghost dreams.
He believed that with Yang Jian's IQ, he would definitely understand what he meant.
"I will go."
Li Jun nodded expressionlessly, put away the fifty stickers, took Wang Xiaoming, Zhou Deng, Wang Xiaoqiang, and Uncle Wang, and used firelight Guixiao left the villa.
The experiment is over, and it will be useless for them to stay here any longer.
"Wang Xiaoming is a talented person, but it's a pity that he is not suitable to be friends. It is not impossible for such a person to stab you in the back for the sake of justice."
"Value! If you are ruthless, you won't even let yourself go. You must have already wished for it. The experiment will continue after some trade-offs between the sticker and himself."
Liang Xingyang stood quietly at the door, looking at the green fire in the distance, and murmured in a low voice.
One night passed.
He placed the vats of dye in the mirror into the basement and covered the vats with lids. The mirror holding the female body in the well was thrown into a gold box and imprisoned.
Now there are a large number of ghosts imprisoned in the ghost blood, and some useless ghosts were released by him. Most of them were the ghosts in the bodies of the ghost controllers of the Spirit Removal Society. There were also some random ghosts imprisoned, and they were all imprisoned in golden boxes. Label it and put it away neatly.
"The space is a bit insufficient."
Liang Xingyang worked hard all night, looking at the dozens of golden boxes neatly arranged, with a somewhat melancholy expression.
In addition to the boxes where ghosts are kept, ghost coffins, covered dye vats, ghost mirrors, ghost cabinets and other relatively large supernatural objects, there are also ghost candles and scapegoat dolls. Resources such as ghost ink, ghost porcelain and other small items.
“We must urge the safe house project in the sales hall to be completed as soon as possible.”
Looking at the dazzling array of things, Liang Xingyang did not expect that one day he would be worried about insufficient space in the safe house.
The next morning.
Dajing City.
A special helicopter flew at high altitude and finally landed at the experimental base building of the Criminal Police Headquarters.
Wang Xiaoming got off the plane in high spirits, with two people following behind him.
Li Jun was full of fishy stench, carrying the box containing the ghost skeleton, and walking as accurately as a corpse.
Zhou Deng's eyes were darting around, looking at his surroundings.
After Guimeng’s treatment, Wang Xiaoming regained consciousness.
The flow of time in dreams and reality is different. Wang Xiaoming spent a month in the ghost dream, during which he calculated his research.
It’s just a pity that there is no way to bring high-precision machines into dreams. Otherwise, putting experimental research in ghost dreams can save a lot of time.
The access control on the roof of the experimental base is opened.
The three of them walked all the way from the sixth floor to the third floor.
A conference room.
Wang Xiaoming opened the door of the conference room and walked in with Li Jun and Zhou Deng.
In the conference room, three people are already waiting here in advance.
Cao Yanhua was sitting in the main seat, staring at a report, showing a thoughtful expression. A Hong was sitting on the edge, holding a makeup mirror in her hand to look at the makeup on her face.
Zhao Jianguo was sitting in the first place on the left. He was the first to notice the person coming and immediately said with a smile: "Professor Wang is back."
Wang Xiaoming nodded slightly, which was considered a greeting. After sitting down in a seat, Li Jun and Zhou Deng sat next to A Hong.
The lights in the conference room were turned off and the projector was turned on.
Cao Yanhua spoke, with a hint of reproach in his tone: "Professor Wang, Li Jun's plan to transform into a ghost figurine has been successful, almost With perfect control over the ghost figurines, there is no risk of the ghosts resurrecting. Why should you insist on studying the plan to become an alien? ”
"The plan to create ghost figurines deserves to be vigorously promoted. Your research team should study it in depth and help the meritorious criminal police at the headquarters to achieve a perfect supernatural balance."
Li Jun's life and death is related to many ghost masters in the headquarters who are on the verge of recovery. Or, the curse of the tombstone is like a blood lock. In the process of losing the ghost makeup, the tombstone loses its connection with the ghost mud. Once the curse breaks out, it will definitely kill the ghost controller who carved his name on the blood figurine.
Not only does the headquarters lose its credibility, it also loses a group of loyal criminal police officers.
Wang Xiaoming's face remained unchanged and said: "Minister Cao, the experiment of becoming an alien is not complicated. I will try to shorten the time as much as possible. Risks and gains are often directly proportional. If the experiment succeeds, several Yu who are on the verge of recovery will be lost. Ghost Master, this price is almost negligible. "
The ghost master who is on the verge of recovery is mentally unstable, even if the tombstone curse can suppress the ghost's recovery. But once they lose their minds, this kind of ghost master is a time bomb.
In Wang Xiaoming's eyes, even if they were all added up, the value they created would not be as high as Li Jun becoming an outlier.
Just when Cao Yanhua and Wang Xiaoming were staring at each other, Zhou Deng interrupted at an inappropriate time: "Professor Wang, when will the wish sticker be handed over to me?"
Wang Xiaoming didn't say anything. To one direction.
Li Jun stood up from his seat, took out fifty wish stickers from his pocket, and spread them out on the conference table.
Wang Xiaoming reached out and took away three of them without giving any explanation.
Zhou Deng's eyes shone, and he immediately stretched out his hand to take away twenty sheets, but was unexpectedly stopped by Cao Yanhua.
He frowned and said seriously: "Minister Cao, what do you mean?"
Cao Yanhua had a serious face and did not speak, but looked at Wang Xiaoming.
"Professor Wang promised me 20%." Zhou Deng glared.
Wang Xiaoming nodded slightly: "That's right."
Cao Yanhua rolled his eyes when he heard this: "Twenty percent of the 50% from the headquarters can only give you ten."
He pulled out ten stickers and threw them to Zhou Deng.
Zhou Deng was a little confused. 20% of a hundred was twenty, but it turned out to be ten.
But when he saw Cao Yanhua looking like he wanted to eat someone, he could only break his teeth and swallow it in his stomach, just when he was about to put away the ten stickers.
Li Jun suddenly came over, stretched out his hand and took away five.
Zhou Deng gritted his teeth and roared: "Li Jun, what do you mean?"
If Li Jun can't give him a satisfactory explanation, he will get angry.
Li Jun said expressionlessly: "In the process of making wish stickers, Professor Wang not only provided the wishing ghost, but also the wishing ghost eroded his consciousness. But you, you just lent the human skin mask, you are not worthy of taking it. So much."
"You are looking for death..." Zhou Deng Angry, he stood up from his position suddenly, "Aren't you afraid that I won't cooperate with the experiment in the future?"
Li Jun said with a cold face: "Don't forget that I am the captain, and you are just the reserve captain. Threat. A captain, I can kill you right now.”
"Liang Xingyang is right when he says that the human skin mask can be yours, mine, or the headquarters."
Zhou Deng narrowed his eyes, but the murderous intent in his eyes was not there. Can't hide it.
Cao Yanhua shouted loudly: "Everyone, sit down."
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