Chapter 266 Chapter Ninety-Four: Selection and Unknown
Headquarters, Yang Jian walked through a downward passage and came to a spacious underground warehouse.
"This is where supernatural objects are stored. There is a supernatural object placed in those rooms. You can look all the way through and pick it out if you like it."
Wang Xiaoming looked Looking at the rooms, he said to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian looked at those rooms, there were at least dozens of rooms, which also meant that there were really a lot of supernatural items in the headquarters.
"There are quite a lot of things, and the headquarters is really deep."
Yang Jian muttered in his heart, and glanced at an old man standing next to Wang Xiaoming, his eyes thoughtful.
"The Dinghai Divine Needle of the headquarters? No wonder the headquarters has the confidence to check and balance all the ghost masters."
Seeing Yang Jian look over, Mr. Qin smiled at him:
"You've grown so big in a blink of an eye. Young boy Yang is pretty good."
Hearing this, Yang Jian was a little confused:
“Do you know me?”
Mr. Qin had a smile on his face:
“I gave you your name. I can see that you don't like this name very much. So disgusting, and your father was also a very good person, and he was also considered a leader among the previous generation, but it was a pity that he died earlier."
Yang Jian's expression moved slightly, and he stared at the old man slightly. Some...somewhat complicated?
"Dad is a ghost controller? I thought he was just an ordinary person."
Yang Jian's eyes flashed, the word father often appeared when he was a child, and he saw his father's appearance every day, in that picture On the altar, there is a black and white photo of him.
He remembered that when he was a child, his mother often looked at the portrait without saying anything for a long time, and even started sobbing softly while looking at it. He didn't know how to comfort her every time.
Father is too strange in his heart...
"Boy, don't think too much. I can't do anything about your dad. This is the path he chose." Mr. Qin said said.
Yang Jian shook his head, his expression surprisingly calm:
"I don't think too much. Everyone has their own choice. My father is like this, and so am I."
Mr. Qin He smiled and nodded, not paying much attention to what Yang Jian said.
At this time, Coco pulled Wang Xiaoming's clothes. Wang Xiaoming lowered his head and looked at Coco with some confusion:
"Are you okay?"
Coco's expression was extremely serious at the moment, and she looked at Wang Xiaoming:
"Uncle Wang, dad asked you to return mom's things to me."
"Huh? Mom's things?" Wang Xiaoming Some doubts.
"Yes! Mom's stuff!" Coco nodded seriously and confirmed it again.
Hearing Keke's words, Yang Jian looked slightly strange. It's her mother's things. Isn't this little girl's mother the Cunning Bride?
So the mother's things should be the things of the Cunning Bride. According to this point of view, if nothing unexpected happens, it is the puzzle piece of the Cunning Bride.
"There is also a puzzle piece of the Cunning Bride in the headquarters? This is interesting."
Mr. Qin looked at the little girl in bright red clothes with a slightly complicated expression, a rare hesitation. , after thinking for a while, he answered Coco's question for Wang Xiaoming.
"Little girl, your mother's things cannot be given to you for the time being. Your father can only get them by himself. If I give them to you, your father will not feel very good."
Hearing After Qin Lao's words, Wang Xiaoming suddenly realized that it was that thing.
After hearing this, Ke Ke immediately slumped up and looked at the old man listlessly, with disappointment and entanglement on his face:
"Okay, Ke Ke doesn't want it anymore."
When Yang Jian saw Coco's appearance, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he had a bad guess in his heart. Could this little girl want to give something to the strange bride?
This should be...not possible.
Mr. Qin smiled and said nothing. He gave the thing to the little girl now. Lin Qianliang was 100% cool. He didn’t even need to hold a wedding in the future. He just skipped the key point of balance, and then, then There is no more.
The bride completed a large piece of the puzzle, and the chaos began...
"Professor Wang, take Yang Jian to pick out things. I'll wait for you here. This little girl will also follow and give her the music box. This It was originally hers.”
Hearing this. After saying this, Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses and looked at Coco with a slightly strange expression. After thinking about it, he nodded:
“Well, I understand.”
“Let’s go, hurry up. After picking it up, I still have some research to do.”
Yang Jian looked at the old man and then at Coco, his eyes flickering.
"It seems that Keke's problem is not small."
Mr. Qin watched the three people walking towards those rooms with a very calm expression. He was very optimistic about Yang Jian. This is not necessary. Talk more.
As for Coco, Mr. Qin is very complicated. This little girl has a big problem, a big one.
“It’s not easy to deal with. Let’s see what kind of situation the boy Lin is in.”
The old man's cloudy eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked away from the three people, no longer looking at them.
"What is that."
Yang Jian asked, pointing to a golden box in a room.
Wang Xiaoming glanced at it, recalled it for a while, and remembered this thing:
"As for this room. I remember correctly it should be a shroud, used to wrap the body. It can be used on ghosts, and it can completely suppress their actions. So far, there is no record of failure, but the shortcomings are obvious, that is, it takes a little time.”
"This thing is similar to the ghost rope on your body, which is a bit useless to you."
Hearing this, Yang Jian nodded, agreeing with Wang Xiaoming's point of view:
"Indeed It's a bit useless. It takes time to wrap up a ghost, but the ghost won't give you such time. While the ghost is wrapped in the corpse cloth, the ghost will probably kill you several times, and the evil ghost will not give you time."
At this point, Yang Jian paused slightly, and a red light flashed in his eyes:< br>
“Wait a minute. It seems that there are also ghosts that are not very mobile.”
Suddenly, he thought of the tall rotting male corpse in the Caesar Hotel in City Z.
"If I had had this shroud, I might have been much more relaxed."
"It's a pity. I should have come to the headquarters earlier to have a look, otherwise I wouldn't have opened it again. Only eyes."
Yang Jian shook his head and walked towards the next room without thinking about it. He would not choose something as impractical as a shroud.
This thing can be used in very few places, not even compared to the ghost rope. The only advantage is that it can form absolute suppression, making the wrapped ghost unable to move.
Wang Xiaoming didn't seem surprised that Yang Jian didn't choose this thing. No one with a little bit of brain would want this thing.
Walking through each room, Yang Jian saw many supernatural objects, such as music boxes, shrouds, human skin lanterns, dead streamers, human skin bags, and ghost money
Although most of them He wasn't very interested in anything, but it increased his knowledge and allowed him to learn a lot of incredible things, which can be regarded as some growth.
In addition, Yang Jian also clearly understood how strong the headquarters' background was.
It is considered very good for a ghost controller to get one supernatural object, but here he saw dozens of them. He had to admit that the energy of the headquarters is indeed huge, not just one or two. An expanded Ghost Controller can fight against it.
Of course, except for some people, Lin Qian, a pervert, has countless supernatural items on his body. According to this guy's character who doesn't even let go of ghosts, he must have a lot of things on his body.
"This is." Yang Jian's eyes suddenly moved and he stopped in front of the door of a small room.
Through the glass window, he saw a door standing in the room inside, an old wooden door.
The wooden door is a single-opening style, covered with red paint. What people notice is that the door is covered with chains. The chains are specially made and made of gold. It seems that people from the headquarters Don't want this door to be opened.
The reason Yang Jian paid attention to this door was because the color and style of the paint on it looked a bit like a ghost closet.
Hearing Yang Jian's voice, Wang Xiaoming glanced at the music box that Coco was playing with, looked at where Yang Jian was staying, his eyes flickered slightly, and he walked over.
“This is the ghost door. Although it looks like just a wooden door, when it is opened, a fierce ghost walks out of it. The back of the door seems to be connected to a terrifying ghost realm. Many sacrifices were made to imprison this thing. There are few people, so for safety reasons, this thing is prohibited from being used.”
“I have also researched it, but the results are not ideal. , I haven’t researched anything yet, this thing is very dangerous.”
“Of course, Mr. Qin usually throws some ghosts in. This thing is very effective for imprisoning ghosts.”
< br>Hearing this, Yang Jian was a little surprised that the headquarters still had this thing, but then he also became a little surprised. No wonder the headquarters dared to let the ghost controller send the ghost to the headquarters.
It turned out that it was not just for research, but also for a solution.
Looking at the old wooden door, Yang Jian suddenly narrowed his eyes, looking extremely vigilant.
I saw that the old wooden door in the room suddenly began to vibrate violently, and the door handle was twisted by something, as if something behind the door wanted to open the door and come out.
However, because the chain wrapped around the door prevented the door from opening, a gap still opened from time to time due to the violent vibrations.
Behind the crack in the door was dark and cold, revealing a deep strangeness, as if to say that no one should come near inside.
"What's going on?" Yang Jian turned to look at Wang Xiaoming.
Wang Xiaoming pushed up his glasses and looked at the ghost door with a very calm expression:
"This is a normal situation. This door has a rule. The ghost must be completely opened before the ghost can come out from inside. If you come out, just open a crack, or half of it, the ghost won't come out, so don't look at it. The commotion is actually just normal, so don’t make a fuss.”
“Is that so? That’s really interesting. Professor Wang, do you think Lin Qian would like this thing very much if he were here. ?”
Yang Jian looked at the old ghost gate with a vague smile on his face.
Wang Xiaoming: ...
Wang Xiaoming can imagine Lin Qian’s expression after knowing this door.
Lin Qian: The ghost gate, will there be evil spirits coming out of it? Is there such a good thing in this world?
Wang Xiaoming rubbed his brows, feeling helpless, and sighed. His desire to study the starving ghosts became more intense.
"Yang Jian, after reading so much, have you made up your mind about what to choose? My time is limited and I can't watch it with you for a long time."
"Actually, it doesn't make much sense if you continue reading, because there are some extremely dangerous things from this hell gate onwards, and their usefulness is far outweighed by the harm they cause. I believe you won't be interested."
Wang Xiaoming really wants to do research now. The human skin paper gives a lot of information. He has to consider it one by one to confirm whether it is feasible before conducting experiments.
"Why panic? There are so many things, you have to give me some time to think about them. After all, it would be too difficult to pick two things out of so many things."
"How about today? That’s it for now, I’ll tell you what I want in a few days.”
“Of course, if you let me get a few more, I can give you an answer now... How about I? Very kind?”
Uh...
Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian calmly, like a Yang Jian who was undecided and wanted more money.
"Yang Jian, fortunately this is the headquarters, otherwise according to your personality, you would definitely want them all."
"Okay, just do what you said, the time is whatever you want, whatever you want You can come and pick it up at any time, but you can’t come here in person next time. I will arrange for someone to deliver it to you after you make your choice."
"After all, Mr. Qin is very busy..."< br>
Wang Xiaoming said the last words meaningfully, which left Yang Jian speechless.
"Professor Wang, how could I do such a thing? I am not Lin Qian, only he can do this kind of thing."
"You should believe it I believe in science just like you.”
Hearing this, the corners of Wang Xiaoming’s eyes twitched slightly, science? Well, I believe in science!
“Okay, I know your virtues very well, and I also know Lin Qian’s virtues very well...”
Yang Jianpi smiled nonchalantly, not caring about the implication of Wang Xiaoming's words.
"Okay, I'll let you know when I think about it."
Wang Xiaoming nodded, turned around and left with Yang Jian and Coco.
Yang Jian smiled and held Coco's hand and walked behind. Before leaving, he turned back and took a deep look at the shaking ghost gate, his eyes shining red.
“Interesting stuff, someone will like it.”
Looking away, Yang Jian looked at Coco, who saw Coco holding the music box with a smile on his face. To be honest, he also liked this music box. It was a very practical thing. Although the side effects were too great, who would care so much in a crisis.
It’s a pity that this thing belongs to Coco now.
Mr. Qin watched the three people walk out, glanced at the music box in Coco's hand, and stopped looking at it:
"What did you pick?"
Wang Xiaoming shook He shook his head and said:
"He said he would think about it for a few days and give me an answer then."
"Is that so? Not a bad choice." Mr. Qin nodded; "Let's go and take you out. Can't you stay here long?" That's great."
After saying that, he led the three of them outside. Yang Jian didn't agree with this and left directly.
I don’t mean to be nostalgic at all, even though there are a lot of good things here.
On the way out of this place, Yang Jian suddenly asked Wang Xiaoming a strange question:
"Professor Wang, the research on ghost coffins failed?"
Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming's expression did not change much. He thought for a while and said:
"There are some problems, but the problem is not Big, I went in the wrong direction as I expected. That coffin was not prepared for an individual but for a ghost. , so I’ve been stuck there motionless for all my research.”
“But now I basically know how to do it, thanks to that piece of human skin paper…”
"I have to say that supernatural beings are really a magical thing."
Hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Yang Jian fell silent. Sure enough, there would be no harm without comparison. Why did he need Lin Qian to threaten him when he used human skin paper.
But Wang Xiaoming doesn’t need it? Is it to watch others order the dishes?
Sooner or later, Lin Qian will eat you because you are so stupid.
Yang Jian was silent, thinking to himself. When Wang Xiaoming saw that Yang Jian was silent, he didn't care too much. He pushed up his glasses, with a strange light shining in his eyes.
""Is it a ghost? It's a pretty good code name. ”
Walking out of the dangerous goods storage area, Wang Xiaoming stopped Yang Jian, who was about to leave for the Pingan Hotel:
"Yang Jian, how about making another deal?"
"Oh? Make another one. Deal? What deal? "
Yang Jian stopped leaving and turned to look at Wang Xiaoming with a confused expression. He didn't know what else Wang Xiaoming could be interested in.
The human skin paper is already his biggest secret.
Wang Xiaoming did not answer Yang Jian's words immediately, but looked at Mr. Qin and said:
"Mr. Qin, please go to the circle of friends. The ghost scissors are on Fang Shiming's body, and they are borrowed. I will follow The experiment requires that thing ."
Mr. Qin nodded with a smile:
"It's just a walk, it doesn't take much effort."
"It's just a matter of trouble, Mr. Qin. ." Wang Xiaoming said apologetically.
Mr. Qin said nothing, looked at Yang Jian, smiled and left the headquarters.
Looking at the old man's back, Yang Jian's eyes flickered and he said nothing.
"Calculate the time, you should have a physical problem."
Wang Xiaoming withdrew his eyes from the old man, turned to look at Yang Jian, and said this suddenly.
Hearing this, Yang Jian’s expression moved slightly:
"What do you want to say?"
Wang Xiaoming didn't care about Yang Jian's strangeness, but said to himself:
"Your weird resurrection was actually not perfect. , I knew your situation at the first glance after you came back online, and the functions of the human body are often very fragile. As long as something goes wrong, it will get worse and worse, so I feel that from the end of the Dachang City incident to now , your body’s limit is almost Here we are.”
“Although you seem to be fine and normal now, I can guess that you are not the only ghost rider with physical problems. Many people have similar problems. "
"So, what do you want to say? What is your deal? You have said so much, are you just trying to give me some information?" Yang Jian stared at Wang Xiaoming with an expression. Surprisingly calm:
"If that's the case, then you don't have to."
Wang Xiaoming waved his hand, took out a dark nail from his pocket and smiled and said:
"I don't mean that. , take a look at this thing, what do you think? Does it look familiar to you, does it look like a coffin nail?”
Yang Jian stared at the coffin nail in Wang Xiaoming’s hand, and his pupils shrank slightly:
“You have mastered the method of making coffin nails. ? ”
Hearing Yang Jian's words, Wang Xiaoming shook his head:
"It's not a real coffin nail, it's just a replica. After all, there is no real coffin nail as a reference, it's just something made based on a guess."
“I made this using the ghost that was gestating in the ghost coffin. Although there was something wrong with the experiment, it was still somewhat fruitful. I used your method to make this thing crash, and Let Li Jun help It’s made like this.”
“From the current point of view, this thing is very stable. This coffin nail can suppress three evil ghosts without thinking. If you ignore some side effects, its value is equal to that of the coffin. Nail.”
Hearing Wang Xiaoming’s explanation, Yang Jian’s eyes became extremely strange. He looked at the coffin nail. When he looked at Wang Xiaoming, Yang Jian let out a long sigh. One breath:
"Professor Wang, I have to admit that you are really a genius. Just relying on my imperfect methods, you came up with this thing."
He had heard Lin Qian say before that the nail in the coffin was A fierce ghost, a dead ghost, has such a strong suppressive power on the ghost because of its extremely high level of terror.
At that time, he also asked Lin Qian, saying that since he knew this, if there was any way to make it, the result was damned, no.
Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming like a monster. This guy actually made a coffin nail. Even if it was incomplete, it was enough!
"Tell me, what do you want? You took out all this for that thing. Obviously you are determined to get that thing." Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming and said in a low voice.
He needs this thing very much now, to suppress three fierce ghosts without brains. He just needs it now. The ghost eyes are revived and the headless ghosts are restless. If this thing is nailed into the body, the ghost eyes and ghosts will be suppressed instantly.
And there is basically no recovery time...
"I will use this thing in exchange for the ghost rope on your body, which is the dead ghost rope. Yang Jian, I am very sincere. Yes, you can think about it." Wang Xiaoming handed over the coffin nail in his hand with full sincerity.
Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and did not take the coffin nail immediately. Instead, he began to think. Wang Xiaoming was not in a hurry and just waited. He believed that Yang Jian would agree.
Although a dead ghost is precious, you still have to look at the situation, such as now.
Yang Jian was silent for a while, with a red light in his eyes. He thought for a moment and took the coffin nail from Wang Xiaoming's hand. Then he pulled an old hemp rope from his waist and put it in Wang Xiaoming's hand. :
“Professor Wang, can you become It’s not like he’s a national treasure without words.”
Wang Xiaoming put the ghost rope in his pocket. The ghost was already dead, and it was killed by Lin Qian. Even an ordinary person can do it. If you use it for a long time, ordinary people will die.
"Just think you are complimenting me." Wang Xiaoming said.
Yang Jian smiled, turned around and left with Coco in hand, without saying anything else.
"By the way, Yang Jian, the candidates for the captain plan have been determined, and you are one of them. After this training is over, you need to determine your teammates yourself."
Yang Jian paused slightly, but still nothing Looking back, I just replied:
"I will."
After leaving the headquarters, Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian's back, thought for a while, turned and walked towards the laboratory, and said to Li Jun next to him as he walked:
"Go find Guo Fan Come, tell me there is an experiment that he needs to participate in, which can just deal with the resurgence of the evil ghost in him."
Hearing Wang Xiaoming's arrangement, Li Jun's pupils shrank slightly, as if he had thought of something. He was silent for a while and agreed:
"I'll go right away."
" Well, go back early. Mr. Qin and I are waiting for you in the laboratory."
"Okay!"
Li Jun turned around and left the headquarters. He wanted to go there in person. Pick up Guo Fan.
As Li Jun left, Wang Xiaoming walked straight towards the laboratory with a clear goal.
But underground, in the room where the ghost door is stored, the ghost door trembled violently, and crashes came from the door.
The sound was loud and low, as if someone was banging his head against the wooden door.
The special chain wrapped around the old wooden door groaned, and cracks suddenly appeared on a golden chain, very subtle, just like the lines carved on it.
After the impact continued for a while, it slowly weakened, and then with a bang, a more violent impact sounded.
But just after the impact, the old wooden door began to return to normal, the chains stopped rattling, and everything returned to normal.
Out of the headquarters, Yang Jian looked up at the sun in the sky, his eyes narrowed:
"Wang Xiaoming is a character, but unfortunately he is an ordinary person. If he is a ghost controller, I don't know How powerful he would be, but it’s a pity that he is not.”
Yang Jian walked down the steps and followed a special receptionist to the Ping An Hotel. The headquarters for special personnel like him will naturally arrange special personnel services.
The specifications are quite high, with special hotel check-in and special car pick-ups arranged. Even when going out, there are special drivers and escorts, even at the entrance of the headquarters.
Of course, on the one hand, good treatment is one thing, and on the other hand, they don't want the ghost master to get into trouble in the capital city.
People like them all have some kind of flaw that cannot be guessed by normal people's thinking. If they gather in the capital and let it go, they may cause big trouble.
Although this is only part of it, it cannot be ignored. After all, this is Dajing!
"The driver will take you to the hotel to rest. Someone else will be responsible for receiving you then, so please be assured."
"Yes, I understand."
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Yang Jian looked at this vehicle with a special license plate. It was similar to the car he came here before. As expected, it was a car modified with gold.
“The headquarters is really luxurious.”
Yang Jian opened the car door and hugged Coco up. He is now considered a good child-rearing expert. Coco is very obedient and will basically not let him Headache.
Although it is dangerous, Yang Jian feels that as long as he does not seek death, there will be no danger.
Before getting in the car, Yang Jian smelled a strange fragrance. It was not too strong, not too light, but just right, making people feel very comfortable.
"What does this smell like?" Yang Jian frowned and said.
Coco sniffed her nose, then sneezed and rubbed her little nose, looking a little uncomfortable.
However, it seemed that Coco was not repelled by the taste. On the contrary, he liked it a little. Seeing this scene, Yang Jian relaxed.
"Sandalwood, it's sandalwood." A woman's voice came from inside the car, answering Yang Jian's question.
As soon as he heard the voice, Yang Jian knew who it was.
When Yang Jian sat in, he saw a petite and cute girl sitting on the far left seat wearing a dress and two long ponytails. People couldn't help but take a few more glances. .
"Liu Xiaoyu? Why are you here?"
"I came here to accompany you to Ping'an Hotel, why do you think I am here?"
Yang Jian Putting the duffel bag in his hand at his feet, closing the door, the car started and drove towards Ping An Hotel.
It was at this time that Yang Jian spoke:
"Sandalwood? What are you doing with sandalwood when you have nothing to do?"
"Hide the smell." Liu Xiaoyu turned his head and looked at Yang Jian with a pair of bright big eyes with a bit of joy and curiosity.
As if looking at some strange animal, I kept scanning up and down, not missing any detail.
"Cover the smell? What smell?" Yang Jian asked with some confusion.
“Corpse stench.”
"Most ghost masters have this smell on their bodies. City J is a special place after all. If a person walks on the street exuding the smell of corpses, it will inevitably arouse suspicion and even fear from others."
Looking at Liu Xiaoyu with a smile on his face, Yang Jian thought about this and stopped worrying about it.
Leaning in the car, Yang Jian looked out the window, lit a cigarette and smoked it, the smoke filled the air.
"Ahem, cough, Yang Jian, can you stop smoking in the car? There are other people here."
Liu Xiaoyu, who was choked by second-hand smoke, quickly opened the window , and then I felt better.
"There's so much shit."
Yang Jian was too lazy to care about this woman and was smoking alone, but he also opened the window.
"Do you know Zhang Wei?" Yang Jian suddenly asked a strange question.
"Zhang Wei is your high school classmate, one of the seven survivors of the ghost knocking on the door in college, his father Zhang Xiangui"
Liu Xiaoyu said this subconsciously , obviously very familiar with Yang Jian's information, and even the information of some people around him.
But then she felt a little regretful, because Yang Jian looked at her very strangely.
"There is no need to read the files. I know you must have seen everyone's files, but you must also know that Zhang Wei has a computer room in my house, and one of the computers is exclusive to him." Yang Jianyi said The one he pointed to spoke.
"Then...what does this mean?" Liu Xiaoyu said with some evasive eyes.
"There is a disk in that computer, and there is a folder in it. You should know what is in it. I am sure you have hacked into that computer."
Yang Jian looked at Liu Xiaoyu , looking a little playful.
"No, I absolutely didn't. Why do you accuse others of their innocence? Is hacking into other people's computers something that normal people do? Don't look at me. I definitely didn't. I can swear it."
Liu Xiaoyu He rejected it outright and at the same time looked like he wanted to prove himself.
"There is also a hidden folder among the folders that belongs to me. The heroines in the movies in it are all dressed similar to you. They are also dresses and double ponytails. The only thing that makes me very dissatisfied is Your breasts are too small.”
“So even though you dress up deliberately, you are still too different for me.”
Yang Jian said slowly, with a calm tone. , as if he was talking about a common thing.
Liu Xiaoyu's face turned red. She hesitated and tried to find some excuse to excuse her, but Yang Jian saw through it all. She really couldn't think of any decent excuse for cheating.
"So, don't hack into my computer in the future." Seeing her embarrassed look, Yang Jian thought for a while and continued: "Otherwise I will be very unhappy."
He has a personal paranormal file stored on his computer. Fortunately, it is not connected to the Internet.
Otherwise, it would have been clearly investigated by the people at the headquarters.
Sure enough, being able to play computer is still beneficial, just like now.
"This, this is for work..., you have to obey the orders from above... Besides, who is willing to invade your home computer, especially Zhang Wei's computer, either for games, or..."
< br>At this point, Liu Xiaoyu looked at Coco, but in the end did not say the words "little movie".
"There is not a single bit of useful information in the computer. In order to find some useful information, I had black eyes. Is he a pervert? Two thousand Gs are all useless garbage."
“Also, your I’m not the only one who knows my preference. Many people in the headquarters know it. Team Zhao knows it even better. It needs to be both cute and...big. Wake up, this is the real world.”
Liu Xiaoyuhong. With a smile on his face, Yang Jian shook out all his bad intentions.
"Haha... everything is possible under the supernatural..."
Yang Jian laughed and said this.
Uh...
Liu Xiaoyu was silent. She didn't know what to do. Yang Jian was right. Everything is possible under the supernatural. Even the dead can be resurrected. Is there anything that cannot be done?
Seeing that Liu Xiaoyu was silent, Yang Jian stopped teasing. He leaned on his chair and looked out the window. He actually didn't care about the headquarters' methods.
As long as you don't see the information on his computer, everything will be fine.
"By the way, there is one more thing I want to tell you."
"Huh? What is it?"
Liu Xiaoyu was a little depressed: "Last time in Z City When supernatural beings invaded the headquarters, many operators died. , all of my colleagues are dead, and Captain Zhao has stopped investigating."
"Does this have anything to do with me?" A sneer appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth: "I didn't spread the curse on purpose. Zhao Jianguo should have been warned.”
"I know." Liu Xiaoyu suddenly raised her head and said, "I should thank you. If it weren't for you, I think I would have died in the communication room."
"I saved you? You Is your brain okay?" Yang Jian said in surprise.
"You and Lin Qian solved the Dachang City incident together. The headquarters valued you so much that they gave me a separate communications room, so I escaped that time."
Hearing Here, Yang Jian finally understood:
"It was the headquarters system that saved you, not me. You should thank the headquarters, not me."
Liu Xiaoyu was silent for a moment, looking at him with a pair of big eyes with somewhat complicated emotions, wanting to stop talking.
“After that day, I actually plan to...”
But before she finished speaking, Yang Jian waved her hand and interrupted her:
“You don’t need to tell me. A person who is going to die at any time doesn’t need to know that much about your plans, and I’m too lazy to listen to them.”
Uh...
Liu Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jian with resentful eyes. Sure enough, Yang Jian in reality was more troublesome than Yang Jian on the phone.
After just a moment of contact, Liu Xiaoyu looked at Yang Jian and his expression became very strange. If this kind of person is not a ghost controller, he will definitely starve to death in society. , and it is absolutely impossible to have a girlfriend.
Even Yang Jian is like this, so Lin Qian, who is more ruthless than Yang Jian, must also be like this...
Liu Xiaoyu turned to look at the scene outside the window. In this land where every inch of land is precious It’s not easy to survive in this zone.
"Is this it?" Yang Jian raised his head slightly and looked at the hotel, which was dozens of stories high.
"It's shorter than Ping'an Building."
Yang Jian got out of the car and looked at Coco, who was starting to fall asleep again. After learning that Mr. Qin would not give her the things, her sperm became My spirit is not very good, and I don't know if it is caused by loss or something else.
"I won't go up with you. I have to report back to the headquarters. If anything happens, remember to call me. This is my private phone number."
Liu Xiaoyu gave it to Yang Jian A business card, he looked at Keke and asked hesitantly:
"By the way, I forgot to ask you, is this your daughter?"
Yang Jian looked at the business card handed over by Liu Xiaoyu, thought for a while and took it. Hearing Liu Xiaoyu's question, the corners of his mouth twitched. If I were my daughter, I would have been killed by the Cunning Bride, and I still have time to stay here with you. How many BBs?
Only a ruthless person like Lin Qian can survive until now.
"No, it's Lin Qian's daughter. What do you think?"
Uh...
Liu Xiaoyu was silent and looked at Lin Keke deeply, I was relieved in my heart.
"No, I have no idea, so let's leave it at that. I'm leaving. You can contact me when you have time."
After Liu Xiaoyu waved goodbye to Yang Jian, he turned and left.
Yang Jian looked at Liu Xiaoyu leaving, shook his head and muttered:
“It’s inexplicable.”
Yang Jian looked at the signboard of Ping An Hotel, his eyes His eyes flickered, and at this moment, a waitress was walking towards him quickly.
"Hello, is this Yang Jian, Mr. Yang?" the waitress said politely and respectfully.
Yang Jian nodded.
"The guest room has been prepared for you. Do you need help carrying your luggage?"
"No, I will do it myself. Just take me to the guest room." Yang Jian carried the luggage. Bag said.
“Okay, please follow me.”
Yang Jian walked towards the hotel. To be honest, he was a little bit hesitant about staying in the hotel. He had not forgotten the incident in City Z last time.
Ping An Hotel?
"The name is quite good, but I don't know if it is really safe." Yang Jian thought to himself as he looked at the sign on the hotel.
But in the ghost painting, Ye Zhen looked at the ghosts around him with an extremely ugly face, and the burning ghost fire on his body was beating restlessly.
"Lin Qian, your uncle, didn't you say how many days to intercept? How come it took so long?"
Ye Zhen put one arm back on his body and ran quickly in one direction.
A blue streak appeared, and Ye Zhen disappeared directly. Under the dim sky, thousands of ghosts paused suddenly, but then they walked stiffly in one direction. go.
Above an old bungalow, Ye Zhen suddenly appeared above, slashing away the lingering scarecrow with a sword, and the darkness on his body quickly disappeared.
Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, but then he became extremely solemn, staring at the strange bride who was following him:
“This mother-in-law is even worse than Lin Qian. Fierce! ”
Ye Zhen glanced around and found that not all the ghosts had gathered yet.
But it’s soon.
“It’s not easy to prove invincibility!”
Ye Zhen jumped off the roof in one step, the sword in his hand was scarlet and dazzling, and a blood-colored necklace swayed slightly around Ye Zhen’s neck.
“After this time, Mr. Ye will have to beat Lin Wudi once no matter what.”
Ye Zhen slashed at the tall scarecrow with his sword and kicked him sideways, causing the scarecrow to flip over and fly out.
Bang, bang, two sounds, the scarecrow and the two ghosts rolled on the ground and flew into the distance.
“The haunting thing!”
Ye Zhen grabbed the head of a ghost and stared at the scarecrow that stood up again.
As for the two unlucky ghosts, straws were growing rapidly on their bodies. In less than a minute, two slightly shorter scarecrows appeared in their eyes.
With a strange smile on his face, he walked towards him step by step.
Ye Zhen expressionlessly put the ghost in his hand into the bag. He didn't care about it. He could only say that he was not surprised. Since discovering a new pattern of the scarecrow, he has intentionally or unintentionally reduced the amount of ghosts in his hands. The number of times Li Gui killed the enemy was just to kill them.
"The scary guy..."
Ye Zhen stared at the scarecrow and stepped back. The reason why he couldn't kill the dead scarecrow was very simple. This guy has the ability to assimilate ghosts into scarecrows. .
This means that the more ghosts there are around, the harder it is for the scarecrow to be imprisoned and the more terrifying it will be.
After such a long period of contact, Ye Zhen can clearly feel that the more ghosts transformed into scarecrows, the scarier the scarecrow becomes.
To sum up, the more scarecrows there are, the more terrifying the source ghosts are, whether they are living people or evil ghosts...
Staring at the scarecrow, Ye Zhen looked very solemn, and the ghosts on his body were very serious. Supernatural things appear all the time, and even will-o'-the-wisps have been extinguished several times.
"I can only support you for three days at most. If you do more, there will be no one to take my place..."
A flash of anxiety flashed in Ye Zhen's eyes. Now that he can rely on ghosts to take his place, he will take his place. But even so, the number of deaths is immeasurable.
Now, as long as the devil is attacked by him, he will die for him in an instant, which shows how terrifying the supernatural power in him is.
"Lin Wudi, you have to hurry up, I can't hold on for much longer..."
Ye Zhen looked into the distance, there was the city in the painting, Lin Qian was there, the ghost The source of the painting is also there.
Ye Zhen's expression began to become numb, his eyes revealed a look of death, and an extremely terrifying gloom appeared on his body, but then he returned to his original state.
Ye Zhen's pupils shrank slightly and he walked further away. The scapegoat was about to revive! Up to seven days! If he hasn't left here within this time, he will die here.
The source of ghost paintings
The blue waves are rippling, the lake is lightly rippled, and the red lotuses are swaying, which is beautiful and moving.
The bright moon hangs high, the Milky Way is boiling, and a red boat seems to be swimming in the Milky Way.
In the small boat, a young man wearing a bright red wedding dress was lying in it with a peaceful expression, and the looming red light on his body looked extremely strange.
The boat floats with the water, going away alone on this endless lake.
After being drunk, you don’t know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams that overwhelm the stars? If that's the case, it's quite appropriate.
Going away in a boat, alone into the abyss,
One person in a boat, just walking alone.
The plot is about to begin
(End of this chapter)