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

Chapter 297 Zhang Xianguang

On the ruins of the Horrible Manor, the prophet looked at the mess with a livid face, and could not help but tremble with anger.

"Gentleman, is this your solemn promise to catch Zhang Falcon?" At this time, she seemed to have completed her "delivery" and did not need the torture of "confinement" at all. She regained her mobility at the speed of light.

It sounds very unscientific, but this is not a normal pregnancy. When Wang Shanshan "gave birth" to the ghost boy, it was also done in minutes.

It's just that the situation on the prophet's side was even weirder. She just fell into a deep sleep for a while under the influence of the supernatural, and when she woke up, the child was already beside her.

The child was an out-and-out ghost, which did not frighten her. What really disturbed the prophet was that she could no longer hear the voice behind the door. There was only a crooked letter that did not look like it was written by a human. Left to herself, the superiors told her that there was only the last step left for her great cause, and she must complete the Ark plan.

As a result, before the prophet even started looking for his master, he heard the bad news from the Horrible Manor.

"gentleman?!"

Just as she was about to pursue the blame, she heard a bitter smile: "Sir Prophet, the gentleman is up in the tree, so he probably can't hear you."

The prophet followed the painter's gaze and saw the gentleman's lower body in trousers hanging on a dry and ferocious branch. As for his upper body, he had completely revived and sprouted countless indescribable tentacles and eyes.

"Useless thing." The prophet's expression changed several times, and finally became cold. "In that case, just eat him, my child."

Next to the originally empty place, a child who looked five or six years old immediately appeared. He was different from the ghost baby and the ghost child. From his appearance, there was no difference between him and a real living person. The expressions on his face were very rich. .

Even his skin was smooth and elastic, warm, not stiff like ordinary ghosts.

Only when he heard his mother's order did he show his truly terrifying side. In an instant, he appeared behind the gentleman who was recovering from the ghost and grabbed him.

Those white and tender hands, no different from ordinary children, held down the resurrecting ghost without hesitation, and then... the gentleman's upper body really stopped moving.

This kind of terrifying suppression ability is... ghost.

Then, the child's mouth slowly opened, revealing a pair of extremely sharp fangs, which were the ghost teeth of the Starving Ghost. But unlike the Starving Ghost, these teeth were the color of gold.

Golden ghost teeth, something Tang Long saw on the skull chair.

"Creak creak——!"

In less than half a minute, the gentleman disappeared from the world along with his ambition and the evil ghost. The other kings who came to support him were frightened and had goosebumps.

"Which other evil ghosts have revived?" She glanced indifferently, and all the kings were like primary school students whose homework was reviewed by the class teacher. They all lowered their heads, silently thinking, "You can't see me."

"Are there three more?"

However, those who had recovered could not hide from her prophetic eyes. Soon, three more kings were buried in the child's belly. One of them even retained residual consciousness. Before he could finish his vague cry for help, he disappeared. Make a desperate scream.

The supernatural child who ate the four kings grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye. It originally looked like a five or six-year-old child, but now it has a vague appearance of a teenager.

This appearance was still exactly the same as that of Tang Long when he was a child, but his expression at this time was not so colorful, but turned into an indifference that did not allow strangers to approach him.

It's just... there is obviously a Tang Long on the ghost ship, so why does this child look the same as Tang Long?
He glanced around and found that although the other kings were also struggling with serious injuries, they were not dying for a while, so he said: "Third Priest, you will treat the rest of the group. Get off."

"Okay." The man in white robes who had been following the prophet silently came forward slowly. It is worth mentioning that when he spoke, he made a completely male electronic voice.

As the white robe fell to the ground, his body appeared in front of everyone. It was an almost perfect modified robot.

The third priest, codename: Scientist, lives up to his name. He was an almost crazy scientist before joining the King's organization. He did a lot of dark things for research, so he was invited.

He was originally a scientific researcher similar to Wang Xiaoming, but for some reason he was valued by the leader behind the door and helped the scientists complete the door opening. As the saying goes, the end of science is theology. Under the dual effects of extreme technology and supernatural powers, his research A huge breakthrough has been achieved.

Transforming people, a thing that basically only appears in science fiction novels, was actually completely developed by him. After being attacked by Zhang Bohua, even the leader could not escape unscathed. Only the scientist went back and changed into a mechanical body. For the next two days, I continued to study like no one else.

Including the detoxifying potions used by other priests during this period (the bottles made by the sculptor) were all developed by him. It can be said that this is a being whose wisdom is similar to Wang Xiaoming, but has no lower limit than Wang Xiaoming.

Although this scientist's "treatment" is effective, it is definitely not gentle...

On the other side, Tang Long hurriedly fell asleep. After wandering around the familiar muddy path and old forest, he found that the original cabin had become Zhang Xianguang's ghost classroom. Apparently, the supernatural confrontation had begun. .

But since he can still move, Guimeng must have gained the upper hand. "Bang——!"

Tang Long kicked open the classroom door and saw several vicious dogs as big as calves grinning around Zhang Xianguang, while more vicious dogs were on the other side, biting and slashing at the dog randomly in the classroom. Human ghost.

"Keep people out of your mouth!"

Seeing that a vicious dog was about to pounce on Zhang Xianguang, Tang Long quickly put out his hand to stop the confrontation.

"Tang Long?" Yang Jian, who was standing in the center of the classroom, was slightly stunned. He obviously didn't expect that the other party would appear at this time. He looked at the other party warily for a moment, and even asked the dog to come over and check with his sense of smell to confirm that it was Empress Tang Long. Only then relaxed a little.

"How did you come."

"When I came to deliver the devil to Wang Xiaoming, I heard him say that you two had a conflict." In the dream, Tang Long was just an ordinary person, somewhat out of breath after running wildly for a long time, "Anyway, don't do anything yet, this Zhang Xianguang is... ...Half one of our own."

"Half one of us?" Yang Jian's expression was a little subtle, "How do you calculate this?"

"Although his method of finding an end to supernatural beings is different from ours, overall he is still on our side."

Tang Long gave Yang Jian a calm look: "Anyway, don't rush to bite him to death, especially at this time."

Yang Jian immediately understood that a war with the king's organization was imminent. In reality, Zhang Xianguang himself could not defeat him, so he should be a very important fighting force.

"Anyway, leave it to me." Tang Long persuaded in a calming tone.

"Okay, then I'll give you face." Xiao Yang, emmm... has always been petty-minded and the kind of person who must retaliate. Now he is even willing to let go of anyone who makes a move, which is enough to prove that Tang Long's face is still Big enough.

However, he did not leave. Instead, he stood in the classroom, carefully observing the direction of things, and then decided whether to close the door and let the dogs out.

"I'm talking about photons." Tang Long didn't dare to get too close to the other person when he spoke. He didn't forget that Zhang Xianguang had actually practiced martial arts. In the dream, we were all ordinary people. He hit both himself and Xiao Yang. Not a problem.

"Guangzi, we are busy preparing for the war here. Isn't it a bit unethical for you to come over and cause trouble at this time?"

"I'm not here to cause trouble." Zhang Xianguang's expression was very calm. "When you hear that your nephew is in danger, isn't it normal to come and visit?"

"Really?" Tang Long showed a hesitant expression, "I don't believe it."

You didn't even go back to your father's funeral, why would you care about a nephew?
When he met Zhang Shun in the classroom before, Zhang Shun's attitude towards this uncle was quite average. In the original work, Zhang Xianguang did not express sadness after Zhang Shun's death... Of course, it does not rule out that he did not pay attention to this matter at all. , didn’t even know that Zhang Falcon was dead.

"You are talking nicely. How did you know that Zhang Xian's life was in danger? Don't tell me that Wang Chaling told you." Tang Long tried to get Zhang Xianguang to be lenient when he confessed.

"Don't forget, I am also the messenger of the ghost post office." Zhang Xianguang seemed very calm, "Even if the administrator is changed now, it will not be difficult for me to understand what is going on in the post office."

"Damn, I almost forgot, this guy is also an administrator." Wang Xiaoming did not tell Tang Long about Gao Ming, so in his impression, the third administrator of the ghost post office was still Zhang Xianguang.

"If this guy takes advantage of us to prepare for war or even start a fight, he goes to Dajian City to steal ghost paintings, and then comes to the ghost post office to carry out some peach blossom garden plan, I can't stand it."

Tang Long was a little uneasy. He was already slapped on the back of the head with his busy foot, but who could bear it when a master of Zhang Xianguang's level stole the house?

"I said, how about we talk about your Peach Blossom Spring Project?" He tried to use Yang Jian's theory in the original work to prove that the Peach Blossom Spring Project was unreliable.

As a result, after talking for a long time, Zhang Xianguang calmly replied: "You are overthinking. I have no plans for the time being."

"Are you cheating?"

Tang Long was a little annoyed. If you don't have any intention, why don't you run to the ghost post office?I must have come here to visit.

Soon, he realized that there was no point in wasting words with this guy. Zhang Xianguang was so stubborn that no matter what he said, the other party insisted that he had no intention of touching the ghost paintings.

"Okay, you have the guts."

In the end, Tang Long got tired and decided to lock this guy in Guimeng first, and then let him out to help when there was a real fight.

What else should we do? We can't really bite him to death, and the Dongtian Emperor can't justify it, right?
(End of this chapter)