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

Chapter 284 Pen Fairy Chen Yalin

Wang Xiaoming left the team and moved forward leisurely. Although there were killing patterns that triggered the evil ghosts along the way, the evil ghosts had no time to launch attacks and were dismembered or suppressed one after another. It was impossible to have any impact on him.

Even the captains who are at the top of the list of responsible persons do not dare to say that they do not need Wang Xiaoming's help. Naturally, they must go all out to protect them.

Although he seemed fearless, he was actually prepared, holding a red ghost candle and a scapegoat doll in his hands, ready to use them at any time.

In the end, Wang Xiaoming walked directly into the wall where there was no staircase in other people's eyes, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.

"Very good." Tang Long was overjoyed, "Everyone, as long as we persist until Professor Wang masters the ghost post office, it will be our victory."

"No problem." The captains are extremely powerful, and their cooperation has gradually become tacit, and they can withstand it for a long time.

"what--!"

But screams began to be heard from the first floor. The messengers could not withstand the menacing ghost tide, and casualties began to appear.

"clang--!"

Wang Yong smashed away the fierce ghost who was about to attack Zhao Feng with a shovel. It was not that he had a deep friendship with the opponent, but that the rest of the team could hardly stand it at this time. If Zhao Feng fell again, it would probably lead to a breakdown in the defense line. Collapse directly.

But at this moment, the man next to him who had turned into a ghost and was holding a blood-stained dagger to fight the ghost suddenly howled wildly, his body crackled open, and his clothes were completely dyed red with blood. It was obvious that the ghost was in a state of recovery.

"No, stay away from him!" Liu Ziwen, the messenger who stood in the center of the team and kept using ghost eyes to confuse the ghosts, hurriedly shouted to warn others.

But it was too late. The woman named Wang Xiuying had just taken two steps back when she was caught up by the blood-clothed ghost and stabbed into her stomach.

She screamed immediately, her face quickly dimmed, showing a dilapidated deathly gray color, and her body gradually released a cold aura.

After the death of the ghost controller, what followed was the resurrection of the ghosts. As soon as Wang Xiuying died, the messengers' defense line collapsed immediately, and the person closest to these two ghosts was Wang Yong.

What's worse is that he is in a weak state after just using the shovel. Although this shovel is powerful, it is also very expensive to use. It requires supernatural power to lift it and swing it, and every time it is swung in a short period of time, the next time it is swung, The power is higher.

Wang Yong now only feels that his body is sore and numb. It is difficult to even breathe, let alone using supernatural power. At this time, he can only use the weird and slender ghost to protect himself again.

But he knew that the blood-stained dagger was powerful. The lanky ghost could not completely protect him. Coupled with Wang Xiuying's revived ghost, if nothing unexpected happened, he would have to answer here today.

But at this moment, there were two strange sounds of "whoosh", and an old straw rope fell from the sky, lifting the two attacking ghosts up. The terrifying suppression ability took effect, and the two ghosts immediately stopped moving.

Wang Yong raised his head in surprise and saw Tang Long controlling the ghost rope to lift the two ghosts up to the second floor. He took away the blood-stained dagger and threw the bodies in like garbage. In the furnace.

"For the supernatural items?" Wang Yong stabilized his mind and continued to participate in the confrontation with the ghosts, but he always felt that this matter was not that simple.

After rescuing Wang Yong, Tang Long summoned Brother Li and Lao Zhou to the front of the team, while he retreated a distance and came to Lu Zhiwen's side.

"Mr. Tang." Lu Zhiwen greeted politely.

Tang Long was not polite: "Can you lend me the ballpoint pen in your hand?"

"Um." Lu Zhiwen was stunned, then handed over the ballpoint pen, "Mr. Tang, be careful. The ghost on this supernatural object is still awake, although it seems that it has never launched an attack."

"I know." Tang Long nodded. The moment he took the ballpoint pen into his hands, the hanged girl in school uniform suddenly lowered her head and glanced at him with a pair of bloodshot eyes.

Lu Zhiwen was suddenly shocked. He had also tried to observe the hanging female ghost, but the ghost was always motionless and sluggish. He could only ask and draw some future-related portraits with a ballpoint pen. Now it was in Tang Long's hands. But there was an immediate reaction.

"Chen Yalin?" Tang Long took out his black mobile phone.

A very human expression appeared on the face of the hanged female ghost. Tang Long felt his wrist moving uncontrollably, and he wrote a sentence on the straw paper held by Lu Zhiwen.

"Are you the reinforcements invited by Chen Ge?"

Tang Long's cheeks twitched and he looked at Lu Zhiwen: "This supernatural item is very important to me. Can you please give me some love? I will definitely not let you suffer."

As he spoke, he shook the bone bracelet like taking out the trash, poured out dozens of supernatural items directly from it, and said seriously: "These supernatural items are all specially made by me. There is no cost for use at all, and there is no need to worry about resuscitation." , now they are all used to exchange with the Army. If you are willing, I also bought a dead projector ghost from the island country that predicts the future, and it can also help the Army control it, and it will not affect your ability. "

Dozens of supernatural items were poured out like a stall, and the surrounding captains were stunned. Zhou Deng even swallowed his saliva with a "Gulu" sound, and wriggled his fingers twice almost instinctively.

Lu Zhiwen: "..."

To be honest, he really couldn't bear to part with this ballpoint pen. After all, it was the first supernatural item he got. Without the help of this ballpoint pen, it would have been impossible for him to survive, let alone get to where he is today.But Tang Long was the talker at the headquarters. He spoke up and exchanged dozens of supernatural items for one. He had to give him some face, not to mention that he would help him control a new deadly ghost in the future.

Especially when he saw that the hanged female ghost looked very excited when she saw Tang Long, and she struggled and squirmed onto the other person's head. She could only shake her head and smile bitterly.

After acquiring this ballpoint pen for so long, he also suspected that the female ghost had human emotions and consciousness, but it was not verified for a long time. Only now did he realize that the other party's emotions were not directed at him.

"Okay, then please Mr. Tang, please be kind to her." Lu Zhiwen sighed softly. Perhaps this is the best result for her.

After getting Lu Zhiwen's consent, the hanged female ghost instantly turned into a white light and entered his shadow.

At the same time, new names also appeared in the Ligui staff column of the black mobile phone.

Chen Yalin (top red): Strange.

"Have you become a top red-coat?"

Tang Long's mouth twitched. Although Chen Yalin has a precognitive ability that sounds very high, in the Adventure House book, because of her lack of ability, her main partner acted cute and complained about her work. When they were really fighting, even Men Nan, the person in charge of persecution, was better than her. She is strong.

The most classic scene is when Chen Dachui used the pen fairy to ask who his future wife was. He had already written Xu Wan, but under the physical coercion of a yandere, he changed the name to Zhang Ya.

"Hmm... Sure enough, it's still the function of Zhang Ya's candy."

Tang Long recalled the magical candy that allowed any ghost to control other ghosts unconditionally. Chen Yalin was probably promoted because of this, because she was not a fighting ghost in the first place and could not continuously break through in battle like Xu Yin.

My wrist moved on its own again, and I wrote the words of complaint: "It tastes terrible."

"Pfft." Tang Long couldn't help laughing, "Zhang Ya's painting is hanging in my haunted house now. I advise you to be careful in your words and actions."

The ballpoint pen trembled violently and continued to write: "You didn't hear anything!"

"Okay, I didn't hear anything." Tang Long smiled and put away the ballpoint pen. With the ghost wave currently underway, he still had to focus on conquering the ghost post office. Chen Yalin would ask about the information later.

……

At the same time, Wang Xiaoming was walking on the stairs leading to the sixth floor. The steps here were very long, and the front was pitch black. It felt like there was no end. It was so quiet and depressing that even a ghost controller would be nervous. It was tense, but Wang Xiaoming was very calm.

He has seen too much of this desperate world, and even if a real evil ghost is in front of him, he will not be shaken.

Finally, the steps came to an end, and there was only one room on the sixth floor. A dim yellow corpse oil lamp was lit on both sides of the room. There was also a copper house number hanging on the door, with the three numbers 601 written on it.

"As Tang Long said, the sixth floor really exists, and it is a separate supernatural place, not connected to the fifth floor."

Wang Xiaoming's eyes flashed, and just as he was about to step forward, he heard a "squeak" sound, the door of 601 slowly opened, and the shadow that had been guiding him forward suddenly disappeared.

"Because it completed its mission and led me here, it disappeared. It was not a ghost, it was also a supernatural phenomenon."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the corpse oil lamp next to the door: "The reason for this is probably these two oil lamps."

He is indeed very smart and has in-depth research on supernatural beings. He can see through many situations that even the captain cannot understand at a glance.

"The captains are still resisting the ghost tide. Even if they want to do research, they have to wait until they become administrators." Wang Xiaoming forced himself to look away from the corpse oil lamp and pushed the door open.

The room was very dark, and the only light source was still the corpse oil lamp. The corpse oil lamp was placed on a desk. There was a black booklet on the desk, along with a writing brush, an inkstone, and...

There was something that was not in the original work and Tang Long didn't know it existed, a letter.

The booklet and the letter were both made of black letter paper. Wang Xiaoming had just sat down and before he had time to act, a white and delicate palm stretched out from the darkness opposite the desk.

If Tang Long were here, he could tell at a glance that it was Xu Yin's hand.

He grabbed the black booklet with his palm and slowly opened it. The name on the first page appeared in front of Wang Xiaoming's eyes.

"Luo Wensong."

(End of this chapter)