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

Chapter 288 Ah Wei’s Repayment

Wang Yong did not ask Tang Long what he was doing by contacting foreign messengers. This was not something he should ask as a subordinate.

The boss has spoken, and all the subordinates need to do is obey.

"Mr. Tang, I'm not trying to shirk it, but that person is very vigilant. Calling him in the middle of the night will only arouse his suspicion." Wang Yong explained.

"That's not right." Tang Long frowned. He remembered that the courier was from the United States. Although it was around two o'clock in the middle of the night in China, it should be around one o'clock in the afternoon in New York, which was daytime.

"That's right." Wang Yong also realized this and explained, "That person accidentally became a messenger while traveling here. He even divorced his wife and couldn't see his children because of it."

"So he pays attention to the ghost post office and always keeps track of our time. If he calls now and he realizes that I called in the middle of the night, it will be easy to cut off this only way of contact. disappeared."

"Because the reason I contacted him could only be because of the ghost post office, but the ghost post office is very dangerous at night. There is no reason for me to go to the ghost post office at night, especially in the middle of the night. This is a very obvious flaw."

"So that's it." Tang Long nodded, "In that case, you decide when to fight."

Wang Yong thought for a moment: "I think around eight o'clock tomorrow morning is a good time to make him think that I entered the ghost post office at six o'clock in the morning, spent some time exploring the situation inside, and then immediately called all the messengers."

"Is it eight o'clock tomorrow morning? It just so happens that I can still show up at the branch opening event in DQ City." Tang Long nodded, "Okay, I'll do as you say."

Just when Tang Long was planning to use the ghost post office to fish, the real ghost post office was on the sixth floor.

Wang Xiaoming slowly fiddled with the corpses in front of him and pieced together a female corpse, which belonged to Tian Xiaoyue. He didn't know what information he got from the human skin paper to piece together the female corpse.

Among Tian Xiaoyue's dismembered corpses, the hardest one to find was the body sealed by a black letter under the ghost post office, but Tang Long arranged for Ye Zhen to deal with it and dig out the body.

Other parts cannot be hidden in front of Wang Xiaoming, the post office administrator.

But he tried hard, but in the end something was missing, Tian Xiaoyue's head.

Because she warned Tang Long to be careful of Luo Wensong, she was suspected by Tang Long in turn, and her head was now wrapped in ghost silk and was thrown into the bone bracelet.

"There is a missing head...most likely at Tang Long's place." Wang Xiaoming straightened up slowly, his expression changing unpredictably, "It seems that some things will have to be verified later, but based on the reaction of this man's skin, I also have A new conjecture was made.”

……

Of course Tang Long didn't know Wang Xiaoming's new whimsical idea. After seven o'clock, he took Wang Yong to DQ City and left the guy in Liu San's charge. Strong momentum.

Brother Zhui has always been the spokesman for conscientious bosses in the circle of paranormal enthusiasts. When he appeared, he immediately attracted cheers from the audience. Tang Long lived up to expectations and gave the same bonus to the DQ City branch as in Dajian City. The system gives you money as long as you pass the customs. I am not afraid that you will fail, but I am afraid that you will not be able to make it.

"Brother Macho, Brother Macho!"

Among the cheers of "Brother Hammer", the sound like a broken gong attracted special attention. Tang Long took a closer look and couldn't help but feel happy.

"Hey, isn't this Ah Wei?"

He reached over and pulled Yang Jian's good friend Zhang Wei, the silly son of a landlord, to his side: "If you don't live broadcast in Dachang City, why are you coming to DQ City?"

"Hehe." As soon as Tang Long said that, Zhang Wei suddenly smiled, turned around and shouted to the group of people behind him, "Did you hear that? I told you that Brother Chui watched my live broadcast, why don't you still If you don’t believe me, are you my fan?”

"Alas--!"

His group of "fans" booed in unison, not giving this big anchor any face.

And Zhang Wei was still bragging enthusiastically: "Brother Macho, you saved our entire school, and you also saved Brother Legs several times. I, Ah Wei, am not an ungrateful person. I heard that your branch has opened. Just mobilize the fans to come over and support you."

Tang Long looked in the direction he pointed, oh, there were so many people, all neatly wearing the same little red hat, like a tourist group.

"You brought these people here with your own money, right?" Tang Long knew Ah Wei very well. He didn't have any fans. He only became popular because of the supernatural information revealed in the live broadcast room and the large lottery draws. That kind of There are very few loyal fans who are willing to spend their own money to participate in the event. I can only say that there is none.

Maybe there are some people with evil intentions sneaking in, trying to get information about this haunted house.

With such suspicion, Tang Long glanced slightly at the crowd, and sure enough, his eyelids twitched. Looking carefully, he saw a young boy about the same age as Zhang Wei, who quickly lowered his head, not daring to look at him.

Following Tang Long's gaze, Zhang Wei smiled and said, "Brother Macho, you still remember him."

He stretched out his hand and pulled the boy with abnormality over him and said: "After this boy was rescued by Brother Macho, he actually left Dachang City without saying a word. We couldn't even find him at the class reunion. Fortunately, he still has some conscience. , he came to me for an interview some time ago, and in order to compliment you, my macho man, I happened to bring him over for a long experience."

"Sun Ren?" A name flashed in Tang Long's mind. In the original work, this guy escaped from Dachang City after the Knock Knocker incident. However, he was so unlucky that he was entangled by the ghost. He then pretended to kidnap Zhang Wei in person. He blackmailed a fierce ghost from Yang Jian and became a ghost controller.

But he himself was wanted by Yang Jian as the person in charge, and had to hide in Tibet. In the end, he should have had an affair with the King's Organization, and cooperated with Luo Sheng, a young man in Tai'ao City, to deal with Yang Jian, and was eventually killed.

"Yes, he has an affair with the King's Organization." Tang Long frowned slightly. If this kid is really Sun Ren, then there is a high probability that he was sent by the King's Organization to inquire about his situation.

Thoughts were running through his mind, but a friendly smile appeared on Tang Long's face: "Since he is Ah Wei's classmate, of course he is also my friend. Come on, you two don't need to line up. Come in and visit now."

He then looked at Zhang Wei's "fans": "If you are interested, you can come along."

The others immediately shook their heads, what a joke, they just used the anchor's money to travel for free, and had no intention of accompanying the anchor through life and death.

"You guys." Zhang Wei looked displeased, "Forget it if you prostitute Viagra for free, now you don't even have company. I wonder why I, the annual anchor of Dousha TV, have such a group of unreliable fans. "

"Well, actually I also..." The guilty boy was also backing away.

"Damn it, absolutely not!" Zhang Wei grabbed the other person and said, "Sun Ren, Viagra, since I've gone to hell, I can drag you down only one person, and forget about others, you must follow me!"

After saying that, he pulled the other person and strode towards... the least terrifying place.

"Did you go to 'Jessica's Painting'?" Tang Long raised his eyebrows slightly. This place was not unlocked by the younger brothers, but a script place he got inspiration from Bi Shihua's encounter with the painter and asked someone to write it. There are only residual thoughts in it, and no real ghosts.

"In that case..." He raised the corner of his mouth slightly and removed the cracked ballpoint pen from the bone bracelet, "I'll just put you in it."

……

Inside the haunted house, bursts of howling ghosts and wolves could be heard. Sun Ren was not afraid of this deliberately created terrifying scene, but he had to pretend to be timid.

"Zhang, Zhang Wei, I have been afraid of these things since I was a child. Let's get out quickly."

On the other hand, Zhang Wei was obviously trembling, but he pretended to be silly and bold, patted his chest and said: "Don't worry, Viagra is also following Brother Leg to suppress the men in Dachang City. I can't conquer a mere haunted house for you in a matter of minutes." Look, follow Viagra, that’s right, believe in Viagra and you will have eternal life!”

At this time, you have arrived at the first place you must pass, which is a locked password box. There is a "Jessica's painting" in the password box. Players only need to collect three paintings to pass the level.

It was originally a one-star place and not difficult, but now...

"Bixian knows the password of the painting. If you want to open the safe, you must ask Bixian?" Sun Ren squinted at the regular paper on the table, feeling an unknown feeling in vain.

"Bixian, hehe." However, the silly son of the landlord had already sat down, "I like to play with Viagra. I did it several times during the live broadcast, but unfortunately there was no movement at all."

"This time, by borrowing the yin energy from Brother Zhui's haunted house, I might be able to successfully recruit someone."

"You're so damn stupid, why don't we both have to wait for death here?"

Sun Ren was already cursing in his heart, but he also knew in his heart that if he didn't complete the mission quickly, there would be no way to get rid of Zhang Wei as the second quencher and do business.

"It's okay. People in the circle say that the rules of the ghosts in Tang Long's haunted house have been changed. They only scare people but don't kill people. Everything will be fine."

So he sat across from Zhang Wei, and the two held the cracked ballpoint pen together.

"Alas!" Zhang Wei sighed, "Think of Viagra, I have a good appearance, both virtue and talent, but here I am not with a girl, but with a dead gay like you, playing pen fairy. It's really like a tiger falling off the cliff."

"You don't use any of the three idioms, right?"

Sun Ren was so angry that he wanted to kill someone, so he just said to himself: "Bi Xian, Bi Xian, you are my previous life, and I am your current life. If you want to come, just draw a circle on the paper."

He was perfunctory at first, but the next second after he finished reading, a gust of cold wind blew, and the door to the room opened by itself.

"Is there something wrong?!" Sun Ren immediately became excited.

"What the fuck?!" Zhang Wei's eyes widened in surprise. Even though his hand didn't move, the ballpoint pen began to automatically write a wreath on the paper.

The two of them looked at each other and said in unison: "Did you move?"

(End of this chapter)