Chapter 237 Processing
Headquarters conference room.
Wang Xiaoming was silent for a moment and said calmly: "I don't want to be infected with the supernatural again. Let me change my request."
Anything can happen in the supernatural circle. Recreate it with a memory It's not impossible to do it alone.
But he still refused.
Wang Xiaoming plays a very important role in the headquarters. Once the supernatural power is involved and gets out of control, the destructive power will be very terrible.
Moreover, many important intelligence materials from the headquarters will not be recorded in the files. Only a few important people know about it, and Wang Xiaoming happens to be one of the insiders.
If the memory is leaked, there is also a risk of the headquarters’ intelligence being leaked.
"Professor Wang, for the sake of Li Jun and others, please think about it!"
Cao Yanhua frowned deeply, took out a cigarette, without lighting it, just put it to his ear.
He had considered the issues Wang Xiaoming was considering in advance, but he still wanted to keep Wang Xiaoming.
" Mr. Qin is still here, and it is impossible for Liang Xingyang to take the initiative to break up with the headquarters."
Wang Xiaoming, who looked sick, shook his head and said no more.
He has arranged his posthumous affairs. His younger brother Wang Xiaoqiang, who is most important to his heart, has become an ordinary person. It is not a problem to live the rest of his life stably, and he no longer has any worries.
Okawa City.
"Then replace it with the ghost gate of the headquarters' collection and send it to Dachang City in three days."
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, hearing the firmness in Wang Xiaoming's tone, but he felt a little regretful and changed it to another one. Require.
The ghost door is one of Luo Wensong's important puzzle pieces. The clone No. 1 will become the manager of the ghost post office. This single-open red wooden door will play a big role in the future.
“I promise you.” After a while, Wang Xiaoming’s reply came from the other end of the phone.
Liang Xingyang said in a deep voice: "Very good, I will let them go."
As soon as he finished speaking, Cao Yang and Wang Chaling breathed a sigh of relief.
If the two sides break up, Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian will definitely weaken the strength of the headquarters in advance. As a result, they cannot definitely get out of the gloom and ghosts alive.
Oral deal concluded.
The compensation is set and does not need to be recorded in paper documents. Even if the contract is recorded, if either of them wants to regret it, the contract cannot restrict it.
The ghostly haze is fading away, and the rich and thick blue-black aura that blocked the whole city has dissipated, no longer blocking the sun.
Another place.
A road so deep that there is no end in sight.
The densely packed strange figures paused, collapsed into a blue-black aura, and disappeared with the ghosts.
"Tap tap tap~"
The black and yellowed ghost figurines suddenly stopped, and the miserable green flames began to expand, the flames lingered, burning on the ghost mud, the green fire light Radiation shines for thousands of meters.
On the ghost figurine's gray face, a name in blood-colored writing between the eyebrows disappeared into the skull ghost makeup, and Li Jun immediately opened his eyes.
"唔唔唔～"
After a pause of white high-heeled shoes, the deathly gray color on Shen Lan's face quickly faded away, and a dark red ominous aura lingered all over her body. She stared blankly at the transformation on her dress. Eighty percent of the color was dark red, and he was gritting his teeth tightly in his mouth, unable to speak.
The turquoise firelight flickered.
Li Jun and Shen Lan appeared out of thin air beside Cao Yang and Wang Chaling, but Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian were nowhere to be seen.
"No need to look for them, they have already returned to Dachang City." Cao Yang said.
Li Jun looked ugly and had a bad premonition: "Why are they willing to let us go?"
Wang Chaling whispered: "The headquarters has given compensation for you."
The atmosphere suddenly became very depressed.
Cao Yang rolled his eyes and said: "I think the main person responsible for the failure of this operation is Liu San. If he hadn't used a paper man clone to fool the mission, I would not have quit midway. ”
Wang Chaling's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he echoed: "If Liu San does something like this, he must give us an explanation and take responsibility for this action."
Listening to what Cao Yang and Wang Chaling said , Li Jun was unusually calm. He just frowned and didn't say a word.
"No one is a fool."
After Shen Lan learned about the situation, her eyes wandered between Cao Yang and Wang Chaling, her face was extremely disappointed, and after saying something, The ghost left here with a bleak figure.
Dachang City.
A blue-black meteor streaked across the sky.
Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian returned to the sales hall of Guanjiang Community, found an empty safe house, and put Meng Xiaodong's body in first.
"The coffin nails restrained Meng Xiaodong's body. If the nails are pulled out and the ghost revives, can we close the door in time?" Yang Jian looked thoughtful and asked.
Liang Xingyang pondered for a moment, and quickly came up with a solution. He reached out and grabbed it out of thin air, and a bloody broken knife appeared in his hand.
“First dismember the ghost, then pull out the nails, and take advantage of the time when the ghost recovers to seal off the safe house.”
Gold can isolate all supernatural beings. More than ten rooms on the second floor of the sales hall were transformed into safe houses, and the rooms on the third floor were opened up and built into large safe houses. Moreover, no corners were cut when building the safe house, and all the gold reserves in Dachang City were used up, which was enough to trap the evil ghost.
Yang Jian thought for a while and felt that the operation was feasible.
After some operations, the heavy golden door was closed, and they successfully imprisoned Meng Xiaodong's body.
The golden door is sealed.
The red bed, a supernatural object that can put evil ghosts to rest, is kept in another safe house.
...
Three days have passed unknowingly since the letter delivery mission in Dachuan City.
"Gurgling~"
In the silent safe house.
This is the tool room of the safe house on the third floor. Yang Jian threw several thick gold bricks into the crucible.
Under the heat of the high-temperature flames in the furnace, the gold began to melt into a liquid, gradually bubbling, exuding scorching heat.
The rusty hatchet, the rusty coffin nails, and the two sections of steel bars that served as a fixation were carefully thrown into the spear mold.
Yang Jian then used long tongs to pick up the crucible and poured the liquid gold into the mold.
"The headless ghost can cover the media of footprints and handprints, but the hatchet needs to be touched by one's own hands to be effective and needs to be processed again."
He did not wait for the gold to cool down and put down the long pliers. After that, he took out other tools for processing, and soon there were irregular cracks on the gun body, ensuring that he could use the ghost to penetrate and touch the hatchet.
As the gold cools, it becomes solid again.
A cracked golden spear takes shape.
Yang Jian picked up the cracked spear, weighed it, and waved it vigorously for a while, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
In another safe house.
"There are too many ghost candles. Not only are they troublesome to carry around, but they also have to be lit and processed every time they are used." Liang Xingyang found a suitcase, unzipped it and opened it.
There are two rows of red ghost candles neatly placed inside the box, with ten in each row, and a total of twenty ghost candles.
Liang Xingyang looked at the numerous ghost candles and fell into deep thought, trying to find a way to combine the ghost candles into one without changing their size.
Compared with scapegoats, ghost candles also have many advantages. Ghost controllers can avoid most supernatural attacks by hiding in the candlelight.
Liang Xingyang's eyes suddenly lit up and he thought of a solution.
The mirror ghost began to replace the ghost boy, and then ate the guide ghost imprisoned by the ghost blood.
He picked up a scarlet ghost candle, shrouded in wisps of haze, and used the supernatural power of the ghost to stretch and enlarge the space inside the ghost candle. Then he took out nine ghost candles from the suitcase and slowly blended them in.
Carefully fiddle with the white wicks of the ten candles with your fingertips, stretching out a little space inside so that they can be entangled into one.
An extremely scarlet ghost candle took shape like blood solidified.
The size of the ghost candle does not seem to change, but it is the product of the fusion of ten ghost candles.
Liang Xingyang took a satisfied look and started to merge the other ten ghost candles into one again.
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