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

Tang Long was drinking tea. When he heard this, he couldn't help but spit out the hot water with a "pop" sound.

"What did you say just now?"

Professor Xiao Wang, although you are awesome, is it a bit exaggerated to directly claim that you will take down the Dongtian Emperor?
  "Don't you trust me so much that you told me all the prerequisites for the Yin and Yang Realm?" Wang Xiaoming said lightly, "Ghost Post Office, Fushou Garden, Caesar Hotel, Sandalwood Hall, Mingyue Community, Ghost Ancient House, Dahong Pharmacy , you have captured two of the seven supernatural places. Luo Qian’s body in Fushou Garden is temporarily missing. Sandalwood Hall and Dahong Pharmacy have not yet been found. Of course, we will help you find the remaining two known locations. ”

"But the ancient ghost house is not an ordinary supernatural place. The horror of Zhang Dong is definitely not comparable to that of the ghost ship. Even when facing Yang Jian, he is only slightly inferior."

Tang Long frowned and said: "If you are not careful, many people will die. What's even worse is that if the balance of the ancient house is broken and Zhang Dong and all the ghosts in the ghost forest are released, this will definitely be a war that can destroy the world. disaster."

Wang Xiaoming replied calmly: "I have seen what happened on Mount Everest, and I have also witnessed the terror of the old man in the ancient house. Among all the supernatural beings that attacked Yang Jian, only he can have an effect, so this power can What’s more, we must have control in our hands, only in this way can we be considered a true tripartite.”

"Here's the problem. He's too strong. No matter how powerful the puppet man or the soul conjurer is, he can't reproduce this power. How are you going to imprison him?"

Tang Long refused to be easily changed. Wang Xiaoming was not omnipotent and would make mistakes. The ghost house was a place where no mistakes could be made. Otherwise, there would be no need for Captain Yang Jian. Zhang Dong could also destroy the world after Li Gui's resurrection. .

"Don't worry, I will go through the entire plan with you in detail before taking action." Wang Xiaoming said calmly, "If you think there are loopholes, we will modify it. If you think it is not feasible, then give up."

"You would compromise so easily?" Tang Long found it a bit incredible. A smart person like Wang Xiaoming rarely reveals his heart to others and treats almost everything as a chess piece. Now he would actually say such a thing. , it’s almost like he’s changed his gender.

"From the beginning of the Knocker Project, you were indecisive and killed many students. Now you can deal with S-class supernatural incidents calmly and protect all ordinary people. You have grown a lot."

Wang Xiaoming suddenly said this, making Tang Long confused: "So what does this have to do with what we just said?"

"You are not the only one who will grow." Wang Xiaoming smiled slightly, "I just want to express this."

Tang Long was speechless for a moment, but he thought about the impulsive Li Jun in the original work, the vindictive Liu San, the Yang Jian who would fight at the slightest disagreement... and then look at the group of captains who worked together around him.

Maybe everyone has grown up? This word that is often used in hot-blooded comics is really not suitable for this troubled world with frequent supernatural phenomena.

Seeing that Tang Long seemed to have lost his opinion, the others continued to speak. Cao Yanhua fiddled with the notebook in his hand: "I can't give more support in the supernatural field, but correspondingly, leave the opening of the Thriller Paradise branch to me. Well, within three months, we will ensure that Thriller Paradise branches are established in major cities across the country, and then build a defense system around these branches with the people in charge to welcome the coming supernatural era."

Yang Jian turned his eyes: "Then what can I do?"

His mind is even more confused than Tang Long's now. After all, Xiao Yang is the protagonist in the mysterious recovery. Most of the stories told by Tang Long have Yang Jian's participation, especially the final scene where Yang Jian becomes a god, which is too beyond everyone's imagination. It's normal to not be able to turn back time.

Now Yang Jian only felt that he had completed his entire life in one afternoon, almost in the same state of stopping thinking as Kaz.

"You and the girl named Wang Shanshan are very key figures, especially Wang Shanshan. It is very likely that she has the ability to order Yang Jian."

Wang Xiaoming glanced at him: "After the meeting, you go outside and take the protected Wang Shanshan into the ghost post office. It's best for you two not to go out in the short term."

Although he didn't have much trouble with Wang Xiaoming, what he said seemed to make sense, and Yang Jian, who was still in a period of confusion, could only nod.

"There is also Zhang Falcon." Wang Xiaoming looked at the other captain who said little, "I can't say that the supernatural power in your body has truly reached a complete balance. We still need to continue to observe. We also stay in the post office for the time being. There are two captains. Sitting here, not only the ghost post office, but also the headquarters is not lacking in defense."

Everything was arranged in an orderly manner by Wang Xiaoming. Tang Long thought about it and found that he really had nothing to do except go home and sleep.

"Wait, there is one more thing." Tang Long suddenly remembered the question he had asked when he had not blocked Wang Xiaoming before, "How on earth did you know that Cao Yang was dealing with the ghost meat that could multiply?"

"I'm very busy now, and you also need to rest tonight." Wang Xiaoming had already left the table and walked to the room next to him as he spoke. "Come here tomorrow and I will give you a satisfactory answer."

"Tch, have you been perfunctory again?" Tang Long curled his lips, but there was nothing he could do. When Wang Xiaoming didn't want to talk, who could force him to speak.

Soon, everyone dispersed.

In the research room, Zhang Falcon lay back in the ghost coffin. Wang Xiaoming seemed to be debugging the equipment, but suddenly said: "Zhang Falcon, wait a minute, I want you to use the supernatural power of the ghost classroom to launch a consciousness invasion type on Yang Jian." A supernatural attack pulled him into the classroom."

"What?" Zhang Xuan was shocked. "Professor Wang, how did you know that I have the supernatural power of ghost classroom?"

Just like Yang Xiaotian left ghost dreams to Yang Jian, the ghost classroom was left by Zhang Xian's father Zhang Xianming. Although most of it is controlled by Zhang Xianguang, the real key is still in Zhang Xian's hands. For example, in the original work, when Zhang Xianguang used the ghosts in the ghost classroom to randomly kill people, he himself had to bear the risk of being killed among the students, but Zhang Shun did not need to.

"I got the information from this thing." Wang Xiaoming said, holding up a roll of dark brown stuff.

"Human skin paper?" When Tang Long told the story of the mysterious recovery, he did not hide the existence of this thing. Zhang Xuan was suddenly shocked, "Did you get it from Yang Jian?"

"No, it's not." Wang Xiaoming slowly shook his head, "Yang Jian's piece of human skin can tell you almost everything you want to know, but as a price, there are risks hidden in every piece of information. If you can't see through it, you will die. At risk."

"And this one...he will only tell me the established information. I can't get anything more by asking questions, only transactions."

Wang Xiaoming said calmly: "I have verified all the information given above. Now I urgently need to use a transaction to learn the most critical things from above."

"The content of the deal is... to use the ghost classroom to attack Yang Jian?" Zhang Xuan frowned.

"That's right." Wang Xiaoming assured, "But you can rest assured that I have backup plans and Yang Jian will be fine."

Zhang Shuan stared at Wang Xiaoming for a long time, and finally shook his head: "I'm sorry, Professor Wang, but I can't promise you, because this human skin paper may also hide a very dangerous supernatural being. It should be preparing to reach some kind of deal with you." Hidden purpose, I think it should be voted on in memory..."

Before he finished speaking, the light in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a completely unfamiliar look.

And the portrait on the spiritual tablet on the head of the coffin also changed to look like Zhang Falcon.

"I'm sorry, although if we continue to talk, I can come up with a lot of things to convince you, but time waits for no one, so I can only let you sleep for a while."

Wang Xiaoming silently put away the coffin, and then used the authority of the administrator to surround the ghost coffin with bulletproof glass.

"Am I... alive?" Soon, "Zhang Falcon" sat up again and muttered to himself, but the tone was obviously that of another person.

Wang Xiaoming knocked on the glass: "How do you feel now? Guo Fan."

……

On the other side, Tang Long returned to Dajian City. He rarely went to the Thriller Paradise, but returned to the golden villa in Suixin Community to reunite with his family.

Of course, the old couple was surprised and prepared a sumptuous meal. They didn't pay much attention to foreign affairs, and of course they didn't know about the news about the supernatural world being made public.

But Tang Jiaojiao's eyes were a little strange, and she hesitated to speak several times, but finally she forced herself to hold it back.

Tang Long had a dull meal. He originally wanted to go back to his room and roll on the bed, but his parents stopped him.

The two of them looked at each other with concern: "Son, are you okay?"

Seeing the wrinkled and gray-haired faces of the old couple, Tang Long felt sour in his heart that he almost cried, but he still suppressed it.

"It's okay, Dad, Mom, I'm fine."

"You don't act like you're fine." Tang Yuanming refused to let go, "If anything happens, tell your parents."

"Yes." Xu Ying also raised her hand and touched Tang Long's head, "You kid, you have been hiding all your grievances since you were a child. At that time, when you fought with your classmates for Jiaojiao... "

Although Tang Long had been comforted by Luo Wensong and Wang Xiaoming, he was still in the self-doubt of constantly asking "Who am I?" This kind of uneasiness and confusion coming from the deepest part of the soul cannot be persuaded by outsiders.

"Dad, Mom..."

He took a deep breath, and for the first time in more than [-] years, he showed the panic and uneasiness that a child should have in front of his parents. His voice was trembling: "I have something to tell you. Actually, I..." (End of Chapter)