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

Chapter 164 Ghost Head

The ghost ship is the core of the Noah's Ark plan. The king's organization is planning to use this ship to send all the difficult foreign ghosts to the headquarters. First, it will be easy for itself from now on. Second, it can also take the opportunity to weaken the headquarters.

The three paintings given to Bi Shihua by this painter seemed to be for him to film a movie with a train, an airplane, and a cruise ship respectively. In fact, they actually corresponded to the three major supernatural events of the ghost train, flight 666, and the ghost ship.

"Tang, Mr. Tang?" Wan Delu looked at Tang Long in horror.

"fine."

Tang Long waved his hand, sat down again, and tried to calm down: "The direction of my thinking may have gone wrong. The key is not whether this guy's paintings are precognitive paintings, but why he gave these paintings to Bi Shihua."

"Assuming it's a prophetic painting, then if Bi Shihua is made into a movie, it will easily make the headquarters realize that something is wrong and take precautions."

"And if it's not a prophetic painting, then it's most likely the King's organization's future plan. If Bi Shihua makes it into a movie, wouldn't it be directly exposed?"

After much thought, he felt that nothing made sense, unless the painter was deliberately trying to implicitly remind the headquarters of an imminent crisis, but what was the reason?
The painter is one of the leaders of the King's organization, why should he help the headquarters?

There are too many mysteries here, and he doesn't have enough information to continue reasoning.

"At times like this, smart people like Wang Xiaoming are needed." Tang Long decided to reveal the matter to Professor Xiao Wang tomorrow and listen to his point of view.

"Can you still contact that Pickman?" He looked at Bi Shihua, who was already a little crazy. "I want to meet with that guy. It involves very important and serious matters."

"No, no." Bi Shihua shook his head tremblingly, "I wanted to exchange contact information with him when I left, but Pickman said he was a wandering painter with no fixed address and no contact information. .”

"In other words, the clue is broken." Tang Long frowned, "Do you still remember the specific situation drawn in the third part?"

"I don't remember, I don't remember!" Bi Shihua held his head in his hands, with sweat dripping from his forehead. His expression was horrified and desperate, and his eyes felt like they were about to pop out of their sockets. "I don't know anything, I don't remember anything! Don’t come to me!”

"It's impossible to get any information just by asking about this appearance." Tang Long's eyes moved slightly, but the painter couldn't find it. There was only one way to get the specific content of the ghost ship painting from Bi Shihua.

Guiyingtou, after asking Brother Li to retrieve the Guiyingtou puzzle, directly read this guy's memory. This cannot be done by a newspaper that can only modify the memory.

"Send him back to DQ City and find a few psychiatrists to have a good rest. Don't let him run around." Tang Long turned his head and ordered Wan Delu.

"Yes, the arrangements must be in place." Wan Delu felt trembling in his heart. Knowing that this involved Mr. Tang's business, he did not dare to ask anything, but he must obey him.

Wu Yuechan on the side was dumbfounded. She didn't understand anything about supernatural events. She only knew Tang Long's words. It was almost as if Bi Shihua was under house arrest. After all, he was also a well-known director in China. In front of a real big shot, he was like a pet. Like being played with at will.

"Mr. Tang..."

Her tone was soft and sweet, and she wanted to flirt with her again, but Tang Long had already stood up: "Mr. Wan, you performed very well today. That's the end of the matter on the plane. As long as there are no accidents at the Thriller Park branch, , you will not be in danger, do you understand?"

"Of course, of course." Wan Delu nodded respectfully, "I'll ask Mr. Tang to take care of me from now on."

After settling the matter at the branch, Tang Long strode out of the box, and Wan Delu trotted behind him; "Where are you going, Mr. Tang? I'll send a car to take you there."

"No need, I'm in a hurry, the car is too slow."

Before Wan Delu could react, he saw a flash of black light and Tang Long had disappeared.

"This, this..." This was the first time he saw Tang Long using his ghost ability. Wan Delu was stunned and staggered back a few steps, almost falling.

He now understood why people like Tang Long had so much power, because they themselves were existences far beyond the understanding of ordinary people.

……

After leaving the private club, Tang Long called Li Leping's personal phone: "Are you free now?"

"Of course." Li Leping's tone was a little surprised, "Mr. Tang has just finished working on the ghost painting, don't you need to take a rest?"

"Forget it, it's hard work." Tang Long sighed, who would have thought that a ghost ship could come out of a meal, "You said before that you had something to discuss in private. Is it about the ghost head?"

"Exactly." Li Leping said with a smile, "Mr. Tang has a lot of things to do every day, and I can't just eat and wait for death. The ghost head has been imprisoned. If Mr. Tang needs it, he can send it to you at any time."

"I rub it?!"

Tang Long was shocked at the time. He remembered that he was talking about meeting a ghost and tell me. Unexpectedly, Li Leping was directly brought to the prison.

Okay, brother, this person has the skills.

It makes sense when you think about it, because the Ghost Shadow Head should have been imprisoned by Li Leping in the original work. Apart from the invasion of consciousness, its level of terror is actually relatively low. It was only Li Leping who failed to control it and was invaded, and finally completely lost control that led to the fall of Dachuan City.

Now I made it clear to Li Leping in advance that after he was prepared, there was no reason to be overturned by this guy. "There's no need to send it away. Just tell me a place and I'll pick it up myself."

Li Leping did not stay at the Ping'an Hotel. As a person who could not be remembered, he was destined to be lonely, living alone in the hotel outside.

After knowing the location, Tang Long came to the downstairs of the hotel as a ghost. After a while, he heard a voice next to his ear: "Mr. Tang."

When he turned his head, he still saw a completely unfamiliar face, but Tang Long was mentally prepared this time, and of course he knew that the other person was Li Leping.

"Really, I obviously paid attention to the surroundings deliberately, but I still didn't notice you approaching." Tang Long scratched his head helplessly, "The Forgotten Ghost is really tricky."

"There are good and bad things."

Li Leping smiled slightly and looked very humble. Unlike Liu San, who always calculated who he could fight to death, he didn't care how powerful the other ghost masters were, and was more concerned about his own development.

"I brought the ghost head here." Returning to the subject, Li Leping handed over a box that was much smaller than the standard box, but larger than Yang Jian's human skin box.

"Thank you. This is indeed what I need." Tang Long took it and nodded, "Although I really want to have a drink with you, today's matter is a bit urgent, so I will leave first."

"Okay." Li Leping smiled slightly, "I look forward to our meeting again, Mr. Tang."

Using the ghost realm again to return to the room of Ping'an Hotel, Tang Long took out the brass lock and locked the door without saying a word.

There are still some risks in controlling the ghost head. Although this thing originally belonged to Brother Li, he can't stand it now that he has no head.

If something goes wrong and the ghost figure is allowed to develop in Dajing City, he will be a sinner for the ages.

"The black phone did not pop up a prompt..." This is a very bad omen. When I gave Lao Luo a puzzle in the past, the black phone directly had options.

After confirming that all the supernatural items that he had purchased from the headquarters to protect his consciousness from intrusion were there, Tang Long hid far away, summoned several of his own powerful ghosts, and asked Zhang Youhong to open the boxes as usual.

"call out--!"

The box was opened, and the headless ghost jumped out of it instantly, but it did not return to Li Qingzhi's body. Instead, it went around in the opposite direction, preparing to slip out through the crack in the door.

You must know that in the original work, even if the opponent is Yang Jian, he will design an encirclement and suppression just to complete his own puzzle. Now the opportunity to complete the puzzle is right in front of him, but he has to run away instead.

Because even if he returns to the shadow to complete the puzzle, the ghost head cannot control Li Qingzhi and can only be controlled obediently.

"Sure enough."

Tang Long's expression changed slightly, but he made no move.

No matter how tightly the door is closed, it is impossible to completely seal the cracks in the door, and the ghost head, as a shadow, is supposed to be pervasive.

But the bright brass lock hanging on it directly isolates the entire room. Not to mention the crack in the door, even if there is a big hole in the door, the ghost head cannot escape.

So it quickly changed its target and squirmed towards Tang Long, trying to invade his memory.

"Whoosh-!"

But the next second, the coffin nails shot out, nailing it to the ground and unable to move.

With the terrifying level of the ghost shadow head, it was impossible to compete with the powerful ghosts under Tang Long, but he tried various methods, but he couldn't splice the ghost shadow head and ghost shadow together.

"It seems that we need to retrieve Brother Li's head first, so that Brother Li can control the ghost head." Tang Long frowned and could only temporarily imprison the ghost head. Without the ghost head, the painter's side The intelligence line was cut off.

"So next time you come to see me when you are young, you have to listen to what they have to say." Brother Li's head is most likely in the island country now, but it is impossible for Tang Long to help them for free.

"There is still some time before the ghost ship incident. There is no need to rush. Just stabilize the development."

Tang Long calmed down and thought about it, and found that the ghost ship was not that scary. As long as he could help a Seventh Elder find the puzzle pieces and become a complete body, the king's organization would be nothing but scum.

What really made him uneasy was the intrusion into the Adventure House worldview and the changes in the original plot. He, a butterfly, had already set off countless storms of changes. Add to that the Adventure House world, and the plot might get completely out of control later on. , the biggest advantage of one's own time traveler will be gone.

But there is no point in rushing this kind of thing. What Tang Long can do is to improve his strength as much as possible so that Thriller Paradise can meet any challenges in the future in the best condition.

Putting away his ghostly head, he took a deep breath and fell down on the bed.

"Go to bed first."

(End of this chapter)