I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery.

Chapter 137 Meeting Wang Xiaoming

After helping Yang Jian return to his normal form and finalizing the captain's plan, Tang Long left with Zhang Lei.

"Brother Zhui, is there anything you need me to do tomorrow?"

Originally, the person in charge was going to undergo a seven-day training starting tomorrow, but now Zhang Lei is no longer the person in charge, and instead is sitting idle.

"Tomorrow, I'm going to meet Wang Xiaoming tomorrow. You can come with me."

Tang Long smiled and said: "Professor Wang should be very interested in you. Let's listen to his opinions on you."

The balance he helped Zhang Lei achieve is quite fragile, and there is a risk of losing it in the future. It would be great if Wang Xiaoming could give him a plan.

"Professor Wang." Zhang Lei nodded, "I understand."

"Okay, now start moving freely, the nightlife has just begun."

Tang Long blinked: "After the body of a living person is restored, all the desires that a person should have should come back. Eat and drink when you should, and be brave enough to chase after a beautiful girl when you see her."

As he said this, he slipped a credit card into Zhang Lei's pocket: "As the saying goes, life is short, take pleasure in the present."

"Carpe diem...?" Looking at Tang Long's leaving figure, Zhang Lei suddenly felt hungry and wanted to have a big meal. He didn't know if he was incited by him.

On the other side, Tang Long found the hotel staff and changed rooms.Firstly, the smell of burning corpses in the original room was still lingering, and secondly, it was to avoid being harassed by Huang Ziya. She almost drooled when she saw the liar today. Who knows what she might do. .

Women are crazy about beauty.

……

Perhaps it was precisely because of the change of rooms that Tang Long was speechless all night, allowing Tang Long to sleep sweetly until dawn.

Of course, the main reason is that the forest mountain that would revive and cause trouble in the original work has turned into mung bean porridge.

After washing up, Tang Long walked to the restaurant to have breakfast. Because he got up not too early, the other ghost controllers had already gone to training, and only Zhang Lei was enjoying his meal.

"How do you feel?" Tang Long sat next to Zhang Lei.

"Good." Zhang Lei swallowed the soufflé in his mouth, and seemed to feel that it was not enough, so he added, "It's very good. It's the feeling of being alive for a long time."

"That's really nice."

Tang Long smiled and started to have breakfast with Zhang Lei. After they were full, the staff came over and invited the two of them to get in the car. They drove all the way to a research center next to the training base in the suburbs.

The guard force here is extremely tight, and various monitors and drones are pervasive. Even ghost controllers who do not have a ghost domain will be eaten alive if they come here.

Of course, even if there is a ghost domain, it is not that easy to invade, because the special operations major general Li Jun is stationed here all year round as Wang Xiaoming's personal bodyguard.

"The status is indeed high." Tang Long couldn't help but sigh. After all, Wang Xiaoming is the core of the entire headquarters. Without him, there would be no way to gather so many ghost masters.

And this is also the biggest weakness of the headquarters.Cao Yanhua can manage things, but not people.Wang Xiaoming can manage people, but he is too fragile, and he has to do research most of the time, so he has no time to manage people.

There is no one with absolute strength and authority to make the final decision, and each team leader has their own agenda. How can the person in charge be convinced?

It's no wonder that as soon as Mr. Qin was sealed, the headquarters immediately went downhill. In the end, he couldn't even recruit the captains he had personally trained. He had to rely on Wang Xiaoming's sacrifice to support Yang Jian.

Therefore, Tang Long is indeed plotting against the headquarters. He does not need to take the initiative to take control of the headquarters. As long as Yang Jian is buried, sooner or later, the headquarters will take the initiative to ask for his help.

At that time, his plan to open horror parks across the country can truly begin.

After passing through three gates and going through several security checks, Tang Long saw Wang Xiaoming sitting on a deck chair and basking in the sun outside a building.

His eyes were slightly closed, and the dark circles under his eyes were thicker than last time, as if he was enjoying the rare rest time.

Seeing this scene, Tang Long suddenly understood why Wang Xiaoming wanted to die in the original work. He was too tired.

Everyone has limits, and Wang Xiaoming is no exception. They all need to relax and rest. Tang Long still has time to reunite with his family and soothe his tired heart with the warmth of family affection, but Wang Xiaoming's relatives...are gone.

His last relative, Wang Xiaoqiang, was killed by Yang Jian. There is nothing left for Wang Xiaoming to miss in this world.

But the situation did not allow him to be decadent, not even to avenge his brother.

Tang Long was silent for a moment and gently sat opposite Wang Xiaoming.

"You're here, just in time. I have something to do with you." Wang Xiaoming, who seemed to have fallen asleep, quietly opened his eyes, glanced at Zhang Lei, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Is this the body created by that deceitful ghost? It really belongs to you, but how about you show me how you suppress his powerful ghost?"

"Zhang Lei." Tang Long snapped his fingers.

Zhang Lei, who was next to him, immediately stepped forward and took a horse stance, clenched his hands into fists at his waist, assumed a Super Saiyan transformation posture, and let out a howling sound like a slaughtering pig.

"I--!" Accompanied by a voice of unknown meaning, he transformed, with flames swirling around his body, and the dead head on his chest broke through his clothes, creating an effect similar to "exploding clothes".

This professional action posture looks like it has been specially practiced.

"Well..." Wang Xiaoming looked at him for a few seconds, then turned to look at Tang Long, "Did you teach him this?"

"No, absolutely not!" Tang Long covered his eyes with his hands in despair, Lei Zi, Lei Zi, Brother Zhui wants you to enjoy yourself in time, but he doesn't let you let yourself go.

Looking at your honest and honest look, I didn’t expect you to be a slut. Your second-level middle school degree is as good as Xiaoye from Dahai City!
He suddenly recalled that in the original work, Zhang Lei had just escaped from the ghost incident and was in the mood to make a bet with Wang Jiang. The content of the bet was even whether Huang Ziya could seduce Yang Jian.

"As expected, he is a slut." The corner of Tang Long's mouth twitched. He was not a kind person when he met people. He was not a kind person when he met people. Apart from Eagle, there was no decent person in this entire Ghost Story Association.

No. 001 Tang Long, who looks courteous but is actually a sinister person.

No. 002 Yang Jian, a troubled young man who gets into fights.

Eagle No. 03, the only normal person.

No. 004 Ye Zhen, a patient in the late stage of chuunibyou.

No. 005 Zhang Lei, a taciturn and sultry man.

"The performance of the Kaidan Association that I worked so hard to establish is completely 0!"

Tang Long couldn't help but cry out in despair. Although a hero doesn't have to be handsome and stylish, that's all the wishful thinking of the citizens of Xingdou, but he can't be as unkempt as his own group.

Fortunately, Wang Xiaoming did not pay too much attention to this matter. He focused more on the ghost controlled by Zhang Lei.

"Ghost fire..."

He murmured to himself, with a look of surprise in his eyes: "It's really yours. Although I had vaguely speculated that the will-o'-the-wisp could reach a balance with this ghost, but it has been controlled by Li Jun. Where did your will-o'-the-wisp come from? "

"Inside a furnace." Tang Long didn't hide anything, and told the information about the will-o'-wisps in detail.

"Caesar Hotel, there is such a place." Wang Xiaoming raised his head, "I guess that supernatural place is already in your horror paradise?"

"That's right, it's just that I haven't opened it to the outside world yet." Tang Long admitted simply.

"That's it. If I have time, I really want to take a look." Wang Xiaoming's eyes flashed, as if he had become interested.

"welcome any time."

Professor Wang Xiaoming, who remains calm even if Mount Tai collapses, what will happen when he gets to his own haunted house?It's quite curious when you think about it.

"Forget it, I'm not free yet." Wang Xiaoming shook his head, "Let's get back to the topic, what do you want from me?"

"It's nothing serious. I just want to show you the condition of the starving ghosts."

As Tang Long spoke, the shadow slowly stood up, and the starving ghost appeared.This time he did not let Lao Zhou follow him invisibly to avoid misunderstanding.

In this way, the moment the starving ghost appeared, the surrounding soldiers immediately became alert. Li Jun even appeared directly next to Wang Xiaoming, staring at the S-class ghost warily.

"Don't be nervous. With Tang Long here, nothing will happen." Wang Xiaoming said calmly as he walked up to observe Zhou Zheng from a close distance.

"It's really an incredible state. There are no signs of being suppressed, but the killing pattern has disappeared." Wang Xiaoming looked at Zhou Zheng's appearance again, "Is he like this originally, or did he become like this after you gave him a personality? of?"

"That's what it looked like originally." Tang Long knew what Wang Xiaoming meant by asking this, because he was also doing the same thing, trying to give Wei Jing's personality to Gui Cha.

"Let me remind you first, it is still unknown whether the Starving Ghost has Zhou Zheng's personality." Tang Long said solemnly, "So far, the only emotion he has shown is hunger. Although I have temporarily satisfied this instinct, it is too If I don’t eat ghosts for a long time, he might even eat me.”

"It's already very valuable. As long as you can break through this last layer of shackles..." Wang Xiaoming stroked Zhou Zheng carefully, with an expression as if he was sizing up some rare treasure, and there was even a little greed on his face.

"Why didn't I see in the past that you still have such a perverted side?" Tang Long looked helpless. He actually went up to his nose to smell it, and almost stuck out his tongue to lick it. It's just a female ghost, that's all. You treat Lao Zhou like this...

Hot eyes, hot eyes.

After a long while, Wang Xiaoming reluctantly left Zhou Zheng and sighed: "It's still a little bit close, just a little bit close, but as for the method... I can't think of it."

His face was full of reluctance and self-blame. It seemed that it was all his own fault that he couldn't help Tang Long in this regard.

"This is the shortcoming of you not studying history, classmate Xiao Ming." Tang Long shrugged, "It's true to say that the history of the Republic of China was a failure, but the splendor and peak of that era are also the people we are now. It’s impossible to do or even think about.”

"What can you do?" Wang Xiaoming was not angry because of Tang Long's teasing. Instead, he raised his head, his eyes shining.

"I know the general method, but the specifics require further investigation."

Tang Long looked at him and said word by word: "Have you ever heard of...Ghost Banquet?"

(End of this chapter)