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

Chapter 138 Yang Jian completes the plan
"Ghost feast?"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head slowly: "I've never heard of it. It sounds like something specially prepared for hungry ghosts. Is it similar to some kind of ritual?"

"Ah, I probably only know that eight dishes and one soup are best served with wine. The most deceiving part is that there is almost no boundary between the ingredients and the guests."

Wang Xiaoming didn't know about this thing, and Tang Long was not disappointed. Among the many people he asked, Professor Xiao Wang was the least likely to know about ghost banquets. After all, this thing sounded like something done by those old guys from the Republic of China era. something out.

His plan was to ask Wang Xiaoming first, then Mr. Qin, and then Zhang Bohua. If the seventh elder didn't know... he would have to try human skin paper.

"If it is prepared for a starving ghost..." Wang Xiaoming murmured to himself, "It is already an S-class ghost. I can probably guess that it wants to break through the S-class shackles and become a ghost that can truly end everything. Some."

"After eating ghosts to a certain extent... let's call it the threshold, or it can also be called the S-level end point. After reaching this end point, if the starving ghost eats other ghosts, it should only increase its ability and its own terror. Degrees accumulate, but never increase.”

Wang Xiaoming held his chin and thought: "Suppose that if you want to break through this threshold, the required ritual is a ghost banquet. No matter the materials or the guests, in fact, all of them are food for the starving ghosts. The requirements are obvious."

"S-level ghosts, be it food, soup, wine, or guests, all must be S-level ghosts. I can only speculate to this point."

"I've probably guessed what you said." Tang Long had a mask of pain on his face, "The problem is, how can I catch so many S-level ghosts?"

Even if there were, each S-level ghost could almost destroy a small country. As the saying goes, if you always stand by the river, there is no way to keep your shoes wet. Even Tang Long might overturn his car and die suddenly in a certain incident.

"I will ask the headquarters to give you a list, and from now on, I will notify you as soon as possible wherever there are S-class ghosts around the world."

Wang Xiaoming said seriously: "I believe that the current supernatural incidents are just the beginning. They will become more and more frequent in the future, and the level of terror will become higher and higher. I don't have to worry about the lack of materials. If the headquarters can imprison S-class ghosts, I will do it." Keep it for you."

He was right about this. It was only the early stage of the supernatural recovery, and the real terror had just begun.

"Then, I want a ghost now." Tang Long pointed at the research room behind Wang Xiaoming.

"You want ghosts?" Wang Xiaoming's expression changed, he thought seriously for a few seconds, and finally shook his head slowly, "No, I'll give you the other ghosts if you want them, but not this one."

"Because you don't want to put all your eggs in one basket?" Tang Long looked at him.

"That's right, it would be best if you could understand." Wang Xiaoming nodded, "Supernatural events themselves are full of uncertainty, not to mention that they are related to such a major event as the end of the entire supernatural era."

"It's not that I don't trust you, but... you have to at least have a backup plan. The specialness of ghosts is not inferior to that of starving ghosts. It also has the hope of completely ending the supernatural era, although it is very small."

This is true. Tang Long understood that the specialness Wang Xiaoming mentioned refers to growth. At this point, the ghost is even better than the starving ghost. If it develops in a later stage, it might be able to hang up the Dongtian Emperor and beat him into death. Dongzi.

"It makes sense." Tang Long nodded. Originally, he didn't have much hope, he was just giving it a try.

"As compensation, I'll give you this." Wang Xiaoming changed the subject and took out a diamond-shaped pointed cone from the box at his feet.

This is a by-product of his research on ghost coffins. Artificial coffin nails can suppress three ghosts without thinking. It is about the same as a knock-off version of a combination of coffin nails and ghosts.

"What is its ability?" Although Tang Long knew in his heart, he still wanted to ask.

"If you can ignore some of the side effects, it can almost be equivalent to that nail in the coffin." Wang Xiaoming also explained the origin and effect of this thing like the original work.

"I have real coffin nails. This thing doesn't mean much to me." Tang Long shook his head, "You should keep it for Yang Jian or Li Jun."

"I tried to exchange this thing with Yang Jian for someone around him, but it failed." Wang Xiaoming shook his head, "Maybe it's because his deteriorating physical condition has been solved by you, so my proposal is not enough to tempt him. .”

"It's my fault." Tang Long curled his lips. He knew that Wang Xiaoming wanted the human skin paper.

"Of course not. He and I had a personal grudge. It was natural that he didn't believe me." When talking about Wang Xiaoqiang's death, Wang Xiaoming was very calm, but Tang Long knew how painful he was in his heart.

"I understand." Tang Long narrowed his eyes slightly, "You said you happened to have something to do with me because I have a good relationship with Xiao Yang, and you want to borrow that thing from him through me to get some information you want. "

"That's right." Wang Xiaoming nodded simply, "As long as you can do it, I'll give this to you, or give it to him. I know you two wear the same pair of pants."

"I have to think about this and give you an answer later."

There are advantages and disadvantages to showing Wang Xiaoming the human skin paper. The advantage is that his research progress can be improved a lot. In order to leave Yang Jian, the human skin paper must be very willing to tell him many things. Maybe he can also benefit from it, and even ask about ghosts. Banquet information.

The downside is that the pits that were originally laid for Yang Jian are likely to fall on him. After all, the murderous intention of Parchment towards him is completely undisguised.

Tang Long needs some time to carefully consider the pros and cons.

"Okay, you all have to stay in Dajing City for a while anyway." Wang Xiaoming nodded, "Now that it's all said and done, I'll go back first..." "Wait a minute." Tang Long pulled Zhang Lei over and said, "This Although the naughty kid has temporarily reached balance and can be regarded as a little starving ghost, after all, it is different from the real ghost. Sooner or later, it will reach its limit in the future. Don't you consider helping me?"

"Huh?" Wang Xiaoming turned his head in surprise, "I thought you had already formulated a follow-up growth plan for him. Just because you helped him control the balance, he might have a better understanding of the supernatural than me."

"No, no, no, you overestimate me." Tang Long waved his hands repeatedly. He had a lot of supernatural understanding, mainly because he knew the plot well.

"Since you opened your mouth, I will help him take a look." Wang Xiaoming said, and used the same method on Zhang Lei as he did to the starving ghost.

"Sometimes I really wonder if you are a male." Tang Long couldn't help but show the expression of a subway grandpa on his cell phone.

"I'm more interested in ghosts than human gender orientation, that's all." Wang Xiaoming replied calmly.

"You mean Li Gui, you don't even distinguish between men and women?" Tang Long took a few steps back with his mouth twitching.

Soon, Wang Xiaoming finished the inspection: "I probably understand what you mean. Zhang Lei's head and will-o'-the-wisp have the potential to grow into S-class ghosts. If they really grow to that point, even if the balance can be maintained, His body cannot withstand this kind of confrontation."

"I can give you a suggestion about this." He raised his hand, "Dismember these two ghosts and give them to Yang Jian."

"Huh?!" Tang Long didn't react for a while.

"Yang Jian has three faces, two of which are dead ghost faces, but there is only one human head. Have you ever thought about what it would be like to let a ghost's head control the dead ghost faces."

Wang Xiaoming said calmly: "There is a rotting dead head in the circle of friends, plus the one on Zhang Lei's chest. If Yang Jian controls all of them, he can have three heads. Two ghost heads can control two dead machines. The grimace can unleash even more terrifying power."

"And this head can be balanced with will-o'-the-wisps. I also have a way to help balance the head in the circle of friends. The most important thing is that Yang Jian's body is already dead and is a heterogeneous existence. Even if all the evil ghosts grow to S level, my body can bear it.”

"You are going crazy."

Tang Long thought for a while, and by then Yang Jian would have three heads and six arms in the true sense, and he could also breathe fire. He would be like Nezha himself.

Hmm...it's quite interesting to think about it.

"Okay, let's not mention it for now. After Yang Jian completes his plan and dismembers Lei Zi's two ghosts, what will he do?"

"If you want to control a new fierce ghost for him, you can control a new fierce ghost. If he wants to be an ordinary person, he can do it. I have already given him the plan."

Wang Xiaoming said and waved his hand impatiently: "It's up to you to decide whether to use it or not. I'm going back to continue my research."

In his eyes, Zhang Lei has lost value now that there is a more suitable person to control him, and it is not worth wasting time at all.

"If you weren't the famous Professor Wang, you would have been beaten to death long ago." The corners of Tang Long's mouth twitched. You better not say this kind of plan in front of me!

Turning to look at Zhang Lei, the other person looked at him with a pitiful and innocent look, giving Tang Long a picture of sausage-mouthed Ouyang Feng (Tony Leung Chiu-wai version) asking "Is sex sexy?" for no reason.

"Don't think too much." Tang Long patted Zhang Lei on the shoulder, "It's still early before you can't stand it anymore. Just enjoy life with peace of mind."

Zhang Lei is right when he thinks about it. Anyway, the life of a ghost controller is spent today and there is no tomorrow. What's more, even in the worst case scenario, he will just be dismembered as a ghost and become an ordinary person.

Wasn't this what he had always dreamed of?

Both left and right were at a loss, so Zhang Lei didn't have to worry about it. Anyway, following Brother Zhui, he wouldn't end up starving for nine meals in three days.

"Brother Zhui, where should we go next?" He was now convinced of Tang Long.

"Free to move around." Tang Long shrugged, "I'll give you a task. Spend all the money in that credit card during your stay in Dajing City."

"This, I..." Zhang Lei looked confused.

Before he could finish speaking, Tang Long had already activated the ghost realm and disappeared.

When he reappeared, he was already outside the square in Dajing City.

The blue-black haze surged, forming a small protective space that made people unable to see the situation inside, and released Li Qingzhi.

"Brother Li, let me show you our national flag." Tang Long did not forget the last words in Li Qingzhi's notebook.

Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifices will never be forgotten to tell Nai Weng!
(End of this chapter)