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Chapter 445 Your father is a ghost, invest in gold!
"This……"

Yang Jian had a look of surprise and uncertainty, but he couldn't say a word.

After a while.

Yang Jian left.

Watching his back as he left.

Ye Xiao was thoughtful, and complex expressions such as surprise, joy, and astonishment flickered in his eyes.

Just because his intelligence collection has soared!

[Current intelligence collection volume: 131]

It was originally 36.

But now, it has climbed directly to 131!

Do not!
Now it is 140!

This seems to be related to his meeting with Yang Jian.

Is it because Yang Jian is already a ghost master?
And when getting along with Yang Jian, the system will automatically collect some information about Yang Jian?
To be more precise.

It is the information collected from the ghost master.

Therefore, the amount of intelligence gathering has soared!

Maybe that's it!

Ye Xiao muttered secretly in his heart.

"That note will definitely play a big role."

As if thinking of something, he grinned.

His personal image in Yang Jian's mind must be even taller.

After counting 10 minutes.

When Yang Jian returned home, he also felt exhausted.

He wants to sleep well.

"dad!"

When he noticed a middle-aged man holding a newspaper in the living room and reading it seriously, Yang Jian also said with a smile on his face.

It's just that my father seemed to be concentrating on reading the newspaper and didn't pay attention to me.

Lingyi was not annoyed at all about this, as if my father was like that.

Before returning to his house.

Cheng Lan finally took out the note she had been thinking about.

This is a note from Yang Jian.

What information is written on the note?

The ghost at that moment was like a curious cat, spreading out the note.

Under the note was written a sentence that made Lingyi feel creepy!

His father is a ghost, and his memory was modified by the ghost newspaper!
"How is it possible... How could your father be a ghost! Do you have any modified memories!"

Lingyi shook his head, I think it's exactly what this mysterious and weird parchment said.

You can trust Cheng Lan's words.

Just say eyes.

Yang Jian's words are absolutely true.

My father was a real human being.

Still reading the newspaper in the living room inside!
How could it be a ghost!
It is possible!

That is definitely possible!

It's just that when I passed by the living room just now.

I seem to have seen a photo of Bai Bai's portrait by accident.

This is a picture of a middle-aged woman.

This seems to be my father.

If that's the case, who is this middle-aged woman reading a newspaper in the living room?

"Pounding!"

Suddenly, Lingyi's heartbeat slowed down, and my arms became even more stiff.

I'm aware of a problem with my accommodation.

I want to leave!

Get out as fast as you can!

Otherwise, the consequences will be wonderful.

outside the same time.

Yang Jian, who had been enjoying his breakfast for a long time, was also tinkering with my system.

Just pass it.

The amount of intelligence collected by the system will increase too much for you.

The amount of intelligence collected only increased by 1 in the first half of the day.

"It seems that we have to go through the Zhang Wei incident."

Cheng Lan muttered to herself.

And I also have no target candidates.

Just in the bustling streets of Xiaochang City, I found this small shopping supermarket that went out of business!

The supermarket is haunted now.

And the ghosts outside.

It is a ghost with a head!
It is a shadow with or without revealing.

Its head seemed to be cut off abruptly.

And that ghost is also the seventh supernatural ghost!
I will also follow the original plot direction, so that Lingyi can control that ghost!
Yes.

Now is still the time.

Still need to be too slow.

Right now, there is nothing more important.

It is to make money!
Outside of that little later period.

There are relatively many Cheng Lan incidents.

So.

Hurry up and make money!
Earn less and less money!

Use this to buy gold!
Only gold can imprison ghosts!
Yang Jian thought silently in his heart.

The difference is a few 10 minutes less.

Outside the old house where Cheng Lan lived, the ghost came again.

"Lingyi, he's here, don't tell me you have something to go to the Eight Treasure Hall?"

Seeing Lingyi's flustered and calm expression, Yang Jian took a joking tone.

"you……"

After thinking about what happened to Shijiu, Lingyi was at a loss for words.

"Is there anything that can be said?"

Yang Jian spoke calmly and urgently.

"After a long time, you ran into a ghost again, just like he said, this is a ghost newspaper! Yang Jian, he must know very little, right?"

A pair of spiritual eyes stared straight at Yang Jian.

Now, I am paying more and more attention to Yang Jian.

That classmate of mine is definitely extraordinary and definitely special.

"It's wrong."

Yang Jian nodded.

"Thank you. If there is no reminder from him, you are afraid that the situation will be wonderful."

At that time, there was also a strong expression of gratitude under Lingyi's face.

Hearing this, Yang Jian's expression was still so calm.

I understand very well.

It is whether I have reminded the supernatural.

This ghost newspaper must also be the life of the ghost.

"It's a big deal, what is it?"

Yang Jian replied.

My answer like that made Lingyi feel that he owed Yang Jian a small favor this time.

If there is no chance, then the favor must be returned as slowly as possible.

"The ghost newspaper is too scary, even the memory can be modified. Could it be that you have been living with a ghost all these years?"

Lingyi said with a face full of fear.

"Maybe, maybe. Yes, he really needs to be less careful about this damn newspaper."

Cheng Lan replied.

"kindness."

Cheng Lan nodded heavily.

During the conversation with Yang Jian.

A face inevitably popped up in my mind.

this face.

With or without the seven sense organs, there is only a layer of skin and flesh.

This is the face of the ghost newspaper.

Thinking of those, I also have no kind of creepy feeling.

The world of ghosts is really scary!

But when I thought about my current identity, my mood became a little more complicated.

In a sense, I am also a ghost!
Ghost Rider!
When thinking of those things, Lingyi spoke.

"Yang Jian, he knows. Now you have become a ghost master, and the lifespan of a ghost master is definitely long. If you continue to use the power of the ghost, you may live for more than eight months!"

Say it.

Lingyi's face turned slightly pale.

Logically speaking, I am just a low-eight student, and I am only 14 years old.

But what.

Because of the control of ghosts.

My life is long!
Life is long!

I am very willing!
If I die like that, what will my mother do?
When I think of those things, my heart feels normal and happy.

"So, he wants to ask you, about the way to prolong life?"

Yang Jian had no sense of what Lingyi said.

"correct."

Lingyi nodded, I think it is very unlikely that Cheng Lan would know how to make me live longer.

Yang Jian must have no choice but to prolong Li Gui's recovery.

"Perhaps he was wrong to ask about it."

Cheng Lan said something by accident.

it!
That simple word made Lingyi's expression stiffen for some reason.

For a long time, this strange piece of parchment has been a secret of mine and a means of saving my life.

Did I expect anyone other than Fang Jing, the dead man?

Cheng Lan actually knew about the existence of the parchment.

It can be associated with Yang Jian's various performances.

The supernatural is what it means.

Yang Jian is very mysterious.

I'm afraid it is even more mysterious than parchment.

For a moment, Lingyi's attitude was silent.

"You know he doubts it. That's right. It knows the past as well as the present. With that, it can deduce the future and give him solutions to things."

"However, it also has its own purpose. The methods or suggestions it gives often hide traps. If he steps on the trap with a big heart, it is absolutely wonderful to play. But as long as he responds with a big heart, it will give him a little s help."

Cheng Lan said it bluntly, and also expressed my understanding of parchment.

At that moment, there was no feeling of spiritual enlightenment.

really.

That classmate, Cheng Lan, is even better than I imagined.

"So, is it a human or a ghost?"

Ghost wants to know less about the parchment.

Parchment is too mysterious.

"It's both a human and a ghost. To be more complicated, it's a ghost master whose consciousness has been eroded by ghosts."

Yang Jian gave the answer.

Cheng Lan's pupils narrowed slightly.

No wonder, the parchment knows so little.

It turned out that the mysterious parchment was once a ghost master.

It is the consciousness of the ghost master!

It's just that it was eroded by the ghosts!

So, what age is the ghost master of the parchment?
Are ghosts something that only appears now?

Could it be that ghosts have been around for decades, next hundred years?

If so, why was I.

I have never heard of the Zhang Wei incident.

Moreover, various Zhang Wei incidents seem to have gradually appeared in those years.

……

Cheng Lan racked her brains to think of one question after another.

The more I think about it, the more headache I get.

I think so, and I think I understand.

"It is to think less, there are some things, and you will always know the answer in the end."

Yang Jian said in a calm tone.

"kindness."

Lingyi nodded, I always feel that Cheng Lan knows everything I want to know.

Yang Jian, what kind of existence am I?

He is obviously a special person, but why does he know so little?

"Cheng Lan, what should you do? Can he give any advice?"

Spirit asked.

"Now, what he has to do is to make money, make less and less money, and find ways to survive!"

Yang Jian replied with a serious expression.

All of a sudden, the supernatural light up from the back of the earth's eyes.

Yang Jian's words also touched my heart.

I want to make money, and I want to find a way to survive.

"How to make money? Are you going to solve the Cheng Lan incident? Do you want to join this so-called official organization of the Asian headquarters?"

Cheng Lan was astonished.

I also thought about making money.

But what.

At present, if they want to make money, at least they can only solve the Zhang Wei incident.

However, in order to solve the Zhang Wei incident, the power of ghosts must be used!
In this case, my life will be shorter and shorter!
"If you want to make money at the slowest speed, this is investing! You think you already know it! The power of ghosts can affect all substances, but only in one example: gold! Buying gold and investing in gold, he You will get rich quickly, and it is too much to say that you get rich overnight!"

Yang Jian succinctly stated my solution, "He is also vague about solving the Zhang Wei incident in China. Compared with Guoli, he has earned too much. Guoli can start with tens of millions of dollars, but domestically, the top At least a few million or so, that little money is completely just sending off beggars."

"Then that..."

At that moment, the supernatural expression was somewhat natural.

Millions of them still sending beggars?

You know, I'm barely worth tens of thousands of dollars.

The money came from selling mobile phones.

Mobile phone, but Ye Xiao and others' mobile phones are all required.

I can only reluctantly accept this, and then take it to a mobile phone store to sell.

"Yang Jian, his idea is very wrong. You also think that gold will definitely rise slightly in the future, and the room for growth is very small. But now, you have no principal at all. Could it be that he is the hidden rich seven generations!"

The more you talk, the more Cheng Lan's eyes sparkle for you.

"You are poor, but you are also rich. But Ye Xiao's father, Zhang Xiangui, has no money. Ye Xiao is a very high-profile rich seventh generation."

Cheng Lan replied.

"But, Cheng Lan's father, how could he agree to you investing in gold? You..."

Ling Wei frowned.

Did my series of performances exceed Yang Jian's expectations?

Today's Cheng Lan is still very immature, far less mature than before.

"Using a little ghost power, are you afraid that Zhang Xiangui refuses to invest in gold?"

Yang Jian asked back.

"But, then..."

Lingyi still felt very embarrassed, as if he thought it was very authentic to do that.

"Think about his mother, think about it, Ye Xiao might have lost his life without him. After all, he is Cheng Lan's savior, and besides, investing in gold is a business that is sure to win or lose. So , Is Ye Xiao’s father, Zhang Xiangui, at a disadvantage? Is he at a disadvantage? It’s a sure thing, and Zhang Xiangui should be grateful to him in the future.”

Yang Jian showed Fu's impatient side.

After what I said.

Gradually, an expression of sudden enlightenment appeared under the ghostly face.

Zhang Xiangui will believe it.

"Okay! Just do that!"

Lingyi is also a slow-witted person, so I rejected Yang Jian's suggestion very slowly.

"Dudu..."

On the spot, Lingyi called Ye Xiao directly.

The phone connected right away.

"Brother Legs, okay! Why don't I have time to call you?"

Ye Xiao's voice in a small voice immediately retreated into Lingyi's ears.

Even Yang Jian heard the unique title of "Brother Legs".

"Brother leg, what the hell is that?"

The corner of Lingyi's mouth twitched naturally.

"Lingyi, he is a calf! Going forward, there will be fewer and fewer demons and ghosts in this world, so you have to hold on to his calf! He is the leg brother!"

Ye Xiao on the other end of the phone is obviously very unconscious.

Before experiencing the knocking ghost incident.

I have realized that the world is changing and is the same.

I want to live.

Even, our family wants to survive.

In the future, I'm afraid they will all depend on Cheng Lan!

Rely on my leg brother!
(End of this chapter)