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

Chapter 253 Luo Qian’s trust

Needless to say, there are dangers in the ghost forest. The ghosts on mourning days and banquet days cannot appear out of thin air. They are all vicious ghosts awakened from the ghost forest.

It stands to reason that going to the ghost forest now, without a white lantern and without mourning clothes, is almost the same as committing suicide, but it is not the case.

It also takes time for the evil ghosts in the ghost forest to revive. Although according to Zhang Dong's plan, he deliberately did not take care of the ghost forest for a period of time before his death and let a large number of evil ghosts attend the funeral to stimulate his own evil ghosts to revive and wipe them out again. But on the first day after his death, not many ghosts recovered.

Although most of the guys who survived were S-level fierce ones, it was easier to deal with them without the numerical advantage, because Tang Long had coffin nails.

Therefore, in his judgment, it is definitely better to get everything he needs now than to huddle in the back hall and not know when he will be attacked in five seconds.

He still has one question that he still hasn't figured out, which is where the guy who secretly weaves time to attack him is hiding. He has searched the entire old house. He can't be hiding in a dangerous ghost forest, or should he? Do you have five seconds that are independent of the timeline and can you hide in them and never be discovered by anyone?
Walking through the dirt path all the way, it was exactly as Tang Long imagined. Not many ghosts were revived. The only ghosts they encountered were Black and White Wuchang. The poor two ghosts were hung up and down by Tang Long. The whole place was full of ghosts. Chongzhen simulator.

After arriving here, Tang Long was not polite and kicked the unlucky guy who was attacked back into Zhang Youhong's grave. He threw out a few shovels and told the ghost masters: "Dig a hole."

This time, Tang Long planned to bury Zhang Bohua. In the next few days, attacks might become more frequent, and there might not be another chance to bury his mentor properly.

The ghost masters looked at each other, everyone could see how strange and dangerous this place was, but they dared not obey Mr. Tang's instructions, so they could only work as coolies one after another.

Soon, the big pit was dug. Tang Long took out Zhang Bohua's black coffin from the ghost lake, tore open the shroud on the outside, carefully put the coffin in, filled it with soil one by one, and piled it up. grave.

Then, he respectfully bowed and kowtowed three times to the tombstone with a photo of Zhang Bohua when he was young. After performing the last disciple's ritual, he slowly stood up and put in a stick of incense.

Although the time was tight, he was very patient throughout the whole process, and his movements were gentle and respectful, like a real young apprentice sending his master off for the final journey.

"Master, this disciple is rude."

After placing the incense, he whispered softly and took away the white rice in front of the grave.

Later, Tang Long went to Li Qingzhi's grave, put a stick of incense, and took away the white rice there. Everyone looked at him blankly. Although they all knew that the white rice would probably be useful, no one dared to ask for it. .

Finally, he walked to Luo Qian's grave and inserted the third incense stick.

"I see, the incense in the back hall is used here, one stick of incense is exchanged for a bowl of rice." An old man like Liu Sanlinbei has already figured out the way.

Zhou Deng rubbed his head: "No wonder Mr. Tang has been guarding me. How did he know that I was eyeing Naxiang?"

But this time, Tang Long did not take the food, but turned around and ordered: "No matter what happens for a while, don't speak."

He glared at Zhou Deng extra: "Especially you, if you dare to say a word, I will let Lao Zhou roast you later."

As he spoke, Zhou Zheng's fingertips were already burning with dazzling golden fire. Zhou Deng immediately shrank his neck and said with an innocent look on his face: "What happened to me?"

He's fine now, but in the original work, this guy has a criminal record. He just called Luo Qian an old guy, and Tang Long didn't take vaccinations. If this guy gets sick again, he might really be able to help Zhou Deng. Also buried.

Zhou Zheng stepped forward, golden firelight lit up the incense, and weird smoke floated away. The air was mixed with a weird fragrance and the smell of corpses. The smoke and smell spread to the surroundings at the same time in an indescribable and unsettling way. Come.

The ghost controllers were a little panicked. After remembering Tang Long's words, they hurriedly covered their mouths, thinking that this supernatural phenomenon would launch an attack based on people's voices and words.

In Tang Long's ghost eyes, a figure could be seen quickly condensing into shape in the smoke, and the dead souls were brought back.

Soon, the smoke completely transformed into a human form. His whole body was rotten and stained with mud, like a dead body dug out of an old grave. There was even a missing piece on his face. He was always in a semi-rotted state. It looked like a curse.

You know, Luo Qian was Zhang Youhong's teammate during his lifetime. Zhang Youhong, who had ghost scissors, could not cut off any curse. However, the rotten scar stayed with him all his life, and was even buried together in the end.

It's hard to imagine what a terrifying curse that is, and the existence of the evil ghost that released this curse.

"It's not the spirit summoner calling me..." Luo Qian looked around and understood immediately. His eyes swept over Luo Wensong, Zhang Youhong, and Li Qingzhi one by one, lingered on Zhou Zheng for a moment, and finally landed on Tang Long.

"Hunter, are you Chen Ge's successor?"

Seeing his three former comrades beside Tang Long, Luo Qian directly said Chen Ge's name, which made Tang Long ecstatic. Many things were just his own guesses before, but Luo Qian's reaction told him that those guesses had It's very likely that it's all true.

"Yes, I was lucky enough to get a black mobile phone." He took out this thing from the bone bracelet that was never shown to anyone.

Looking at the thing in Tang Long's hand, Luo Qian's expression changed slightly and she looked him around: "Well, it seems that five of us have a high level of trust in you... No, since you appear here, It proves that Zhang Dong’s funeral affairs are also left to you, and it seems that I am the only one left.”

Tang Long has the ghost pupil entrusted with power by Meng Xiaodong, and there are rumors about Zhang Bohua. Luo Wensong, Li Qingzhi, and Zhang Youhong are directly in the team, and they all have high favorability, and they are even dealing with Zhang Dong's funeral.

However, he and Luo Qian really didn't have much interaction. The only chance they had was in Fushouyuan, where the king organized a tomb robbery incident. "It is the junior's incompetence that failed to protect your body." Tang Long explained the recent events, including the Fushou Garden, the Ghost Lake, and the events between Zhang Bohua and the King's organization, as concisely as possible.

"That's it. No wonder I remember that I was summoned by a spiritualist not long ago." Luo Qian pondered for a moment, "Whatever, you wake me up because you want to know what happened in the past."

"That's right." Tang Long suppressed the joy in his heart, "I have many questions that I would like to ask senior to answer."

"The answer is no problem." At this time, Luo Qian suddenly smiled, with an indescribable coldness in his smile, "But you haven't gained my trust yet."

Tang Long was shocked. Could it be that Luo Qian was also a scale and had the same personality as Lao Luo?

"It's not like you want to weigh me."

He felt very guilty, but of course he couldn't show his timidity on the surface: "I don't know how the junior can gain the trust of the senior."

"It's very simple." Luo Qian's expression seemed to be more serious. "There is a traitor among the group of people you brought. If you kill that guy, you will gain my trust."

"What?!" Upon hearing this, the ghost masters were stunned.

"Is there really a mole?"

Tang Long raised his eyebrows. He was actually already suspicious. The ancient house was just a small place, and the guy who secretly attacked was more likely to be mixed in the crowd than hiding in the dangerous ghost forest.

"which one?"

He glanced at the people behind him one by one, and almost no one dared to look at him.

"I don't have much time, only about half a stick of incense." Luo Qian said lightly, "If you want to know the whole thing, you have to find that person quickly. Of course... killing them all is one way."

When the ghost controllers heard this, they immediately looked at Tang Long with horrified eyes. If they didn't play like this, they couldn't decide which one was the enemy, so they all sided with Euler. What kind of golden spirit was this in the supernatural circle?

It can be seen from these words that although Luo Wensong is not the reincarnation of a weighing weight, Luo Qian is by no means a kind person. After all, he survived that turbulent era and has been fighting against supernatural beings all his life. He does not know how much he has experienced. After life and death, the perspective of looking at things is naturally different from that of people in peaceful times.

"Is there a mole..."

Tang Long did not answer Luo Qian, because he had already fallen into high-speed thinking: "According to the laws of Infernal Affairs...usually the most handsome one is the undercover."

Well, putting aside this weird speculation, the possibility of Liu San, Li Yang, Zhou Deng, and Lin Bei is extremely small, and even the possibility of Fan Xing is not high. After all, they all appeared in the original work. people.

"Is it the guy who stayed in the back hall?" Tang Long was the most suspicious of that person, but at this time the guy didn't come with him. Luo Qian said that among the people he brought, there was no reason for him to be the one.

"Six strangers, one died and one stayed in the back hall. Among the remaining four, which one is the mole?"

Just when Tang Long's eyes were moving wildly and he was thinking about the key to the problem, his eyes suddenly froze.

The golden skull chair that was originally following Li Qingzhi ran behind Luo Qian at some point.

"The characteristic of this chair is... to automatically follow the most supernatural person or ghost within a certain range. Wait, I understand!"

Tang Long's eyes lit up, he secretly took out the coffin nails and hid them in his hands, and deliberately raised his voice: "You four, listen to me, I have a supernatural item here that can judge whether a person is lying. Now I count to three, and you all at the same time Tell me if you are a mole, and if you dare not speak up until the count of three or lie to let it be judged, I will take action immediately, do you understand!"

"Ming, I understand."

Everyone couldn't help but feel a little nervous as they looked at the strange items that Tang Long randomly took out from the bone bracelet.

"one two Three!"

At the moment of counting to three, Tang Long's ghost realm had extended to the side of Zhang Youhong's old grave, and he suddenly shot out the coffin nails.

"what--!"

The next second, a shrill scream came, and the inner ghost was found by Tang Long.

It was the unlucky man who appeared inexplicably among the old graves and was the first to be attacked.

(End of this chapter)