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

Next to the bus, Liu San suddenly said: "It's solved, Mr. Tang has taken back this ancient house."

"So fast?" Zhou Deng was a little curious when he saw Tang Long's unreasonable ability for the first time. He put on the ghost mask and walked to the ghost forest.

At this time, the ghosts in the ghost forest were all stagnant in place without Tang Long's order. Even those ghosts that would continue to have an impact on the surroundings as long as they existed had put away their supernatural powers, and they looked really like Each doll.

However, the other captains still maintained a little vigilance and kept distance from the ghosts. Only this guy came over curiously, relying on the fact that he had a ghost mask and would be regarded as the same kind. He touched here and there, looking like a curious baby. .

"I'm warning you, this is Mr. Tang's thing, be careful." Seeing this, Wang Chaling spoke. Through working together on the bus during this period, he had an intuitive understanding of Zhou Deng's ability to steal things.

"How could you taint someone's innocence like this?" Zhou Deng's eyes widened, "Brother, are you that kind of ungrateful person? How could I possibly touch Mr. Tang's things?"

"Then what's in your hand?" Li Jun looked at his right hand with empty eyes.

"I'm just curious. Let's take a look." Zhou Deng sneered and put the black robe that was easily peeled off from the ghost on the ghost's arm. "But it's really amazing. These ghosts really don't have any reaction at all." .”

"It's not that there is no response, I'm just waiting for Mr. Tang's order." Liu San also spoke. Because Thriller Paradise has a branch in DQ City, he is relatively familiar with the contents of the haunted house.

"If Mr. Tang wants to, it would not be difficult to order all the evil ghosts to go out together and kill us all."

"Mr. Tang will not do this." Wei Jing said in a deep voice.

"I'm just making an analogy." Liu San shrugged, "Anyway, with his character, these ghosts should soon become resources of the headquarters... By then, there should be many more masters to build the defense line."

After hearing this, the captains couldn't help but look happy. No one in this world has relatives and friends. Fighting to save the world is too illusory. Most of the people in charge, including the captain, are Fight for the people you care about.

Although this operation is dangerous, if it can further strengthen the headquarters' defense line against supernatural beings, their relatives and friends will be safer, and it is considered a worthwhile trip.

"By the way, why hasn't Tang Long come back yet?" He Yin'er frowned.

"He said he was going to welcome the other one back and asked us to wait for a moment." Liu San's paper man followed Tang Long and immediately answered.

At this time, Tang Long had already arrived at the cemetery behind the ancient house. He used the deceptive supernatural items to make two shovels and asked the paper man to help dig Zhang Bohua's tomb, while he went to the corner next to him. , dug out the ghost crow that had been buried by Luo Qian.

There is only one nail left in the coffin before he can gather the ingredients for the frightened bird dish, but now he has his own ideas about whether the ghost banquet should be held.

The ghost crow was imprisoned with gold and thrown into the ghost lake. The paper man over there also dug out Zhang Bohua's coffin. Tang Long gently touched the coffin and said respectfully in a low voice: "Master, this disciple is here to take you back." Dahong."

As he spoke, he opened the coffin lid with force.

The dark coffin was as dark as Zhang Dong's coffin, but the sighs of living people could be heard directly from inside.

"Thanks……"

At the same time, a prompt came from the black mobile phone: "Because you reduced Zhang Bohua's regret level to 0 in the trial mission, Zhang Bohua's favorability level will be directly upgraded to the highest level after becoming an employee of Ligui!"

Tang Long hurriedly glanced at the black phone.

Zhang Bohua (Top Fierce God): Close disciple.

Comments on favorability: He regards you as his close disciple, the heir to Dahong Pharmacy, the real ghost doctor, and the hope of the era.

Although he was surprised and ecstatic at the sudden good news, Tang Long quickly calmed down and said respectfully: "Master, let's go back to Dahong."

Zhang Bohua slowly walked out of the coffin. He looked at Tang Long with eyes full of love and relief, but he shook his head: "Now, you are the real shopkeeper of Dahong, and I am your buddy. In the name of master... …”

"Once a teacher, always a father." Tang Long said firmly, "I will inherit Dahong's store and spirit, but you will always be Dahong's shopkeeper. This is something that will not change. Besides, disciple There are many things I want to ask you about."

Under his insistence, Zhang Bohua finally nodded happily: "Okay, let's go back first and talk about it later."

"Also, that's that..." Tang Long said bravely, "About your parents, Master..."

Zhang Bohua was slightly surprised: "Huh?"

"They... turned into... that one..." Tang Long gestured twice with his fingers, "Twin ghost babies."

Zhang Bohua: "???"

……

In the ghost post office, a fierce battle finally decided the winner temporarily.

The extremely weak person who fell to the ground was the time traveler Tang Long.

Even though he used the ability of the human-headed ghost to seize the captain's body, and relied on the red-clothed holy son to steal some of Yang Jian's supernatural powers, he still failed to gain the upper hand in this confrontation.

However, the headquarters also paid a huge price. Many senior messengers in the oil paintings were killed. Gao Ming's body was shattered again. Luo Wensong and Zhang Xianguang suffered heavy losses and were unable to form combat power in a short period of time. Only Xu Yin was injured. The heavier he is, the stronger his combat power is, and he can still stand in front of the time traveler Tang Long.

Of course, the other person standing is Wang Xiaoming. After all, he uses his brain and does not bleed, so he cannot help much in a frontal battle. In addition, as the administrator of the ghost post office, he will not die as long as he is inside the post office. , so he was safe and sound.

"It's really tricky. This guy is more like a ghost with the consciousness of a living person than a human being. It's just that many times he can use his consciousness to suppress the instinct of the ghost."

Luo Wensong, who was also sitting slumped with his back against the wall, said with a little regret: "If he is willing to stand on our side, maybe the supernatural world has been ended."

"On your side?" Tang Long, the time traveler lying on the ground, although his body was in tatters and his supernatural power was completely suppressed, he laughed wildly, "Are you kidding? I am a noble time traveler! Victory and then dominance , trample everything under my feet, my only goal is this!"

"Besides..." A trace of cruelty flashed across his grinning face, "Do you think you have won?"

The traveler Tang Long's eyes wandered slightly, looking at the arm not far away that was chopped off by Zhang Xianguang's sword: "For an injury like this, it only takes a few breaths for me to recover, but why should I let it go?" This part of the body has been leaving the body." "Could it be that..." Wang Xiaoming's eyes narrowed, "It's a puzzle?"

His mind was spinning very fast, so he could barely keep up with the train of thought of the time traveler Tang Long, but everyone else was still confused.

"That's right!" Tang Long, the time traveler, laughed wildly, "This arm contains some of the supernatural powers that the Holy Son in red stole from Yang Jian!"

"When it was in my body before, it would be assimilated by my own supernatural power, and Yang Jian couldn't find it. Now that it has been out of the body for so long, what will happen to you?"

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoming had already used his authority to throw the arm out of the post office. But at the same time, an overwhelming "click, click, click" sound came from the door of the ghost post office.

"It's too late, it's too late! Yang Jian has already come after his supernatural puzzle!" Tang Long, the time traveler, said with blood on his face, arrogantly, "Today, I will definitely die, and you... don't even think about living!"

"Boom--!"

With his wild laughter, the golden light suddenly shattered the darkness of the ghost post office, and the frightening three-pointed two-edged knife roared towards him. Tang Long, the time traveler who was paralyzed in front of the gate, could not even hum a single sound. Son, it was shattered directly in this terrifying supernatural attack.

Of course, as a fierce ghost, he will not die. Even if his body is temporarily shattered, he will recover quickly, but Yang Jian's body then burst into golden flames, burning him!

Almost instantly, the time traveler Tang Long was thrown into the eighteenth level of the ghost realm. Even the ghosts could no longer appear in the world, which was almost equivalent to death.

Of course, for him who has a "horcrux", as long as there is a priest holding a sacred weapon, he still has a chance to see the light of day again.

After the "death" of the time traveler Tang Long, those who had to directly face Yang Jian's terrifying power were the group of people at the headquarters. The latter did not hesitate, and the golden flames aimed at Wang Xiaoming and swept over.

At this moment, Xu Yin stood in front of Wang Xiaoming without hesitation and used his body to take this terrifying blow!

Xu Yin, who finally woke up, crashed again in an instant, leaving only a trace of his soul stored in the tape. If he didn't see Chen Dachui, he might never wake up again.

With the little time Xu Yin bought, Wang Xiaoming had already used his administrator authority to transfer a girl who had lived in the ghost post office a long time ago to his side.

Wang Shanshan!

"If you don't want to die, just repeat what I said." When life and death were at stake, he was particularly sober and calm. He stretched out his hand and pointed it at Yang Jian, shouting, "Stand back!"

It is foolish to try to use Wang Shanshan to control Yang Jian. The variables are too great. If Yang Jian breaks away from Wang Shanshan, the entire headquarters may be destroyed today.

During this period of time, although Wang Xiaoming was not available, he also mobilized many psychological counselors and other specialists from the headquarters to train Wang Shanshan. Therefore, when facing the arrival of the gods, although she was panicked, she did not act like an ordinary girl. All he could do was tremble and scream, unable to do anything.

Seeing the terrifying three-pointed two-edged sword whizzing towards her, Wang Shanshan raised her heart and raised her palms like Wang Xiaoming, shouting: "Back off!"

Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and the indestructible knife stopped less than one centimeter in front of Wang Xiaoming. If he were not the postal administrator, just the coldness and revenge that overflowed from the knife would be enough to kill him. Life.

Yang Jian looked at Wang Xiaoming and then at Wang Shanshan with a look of neither joy nor sadness, and suddenly put away the knife. The golden light spread across the sky and disappeared in an instant.

"Is it safe?" Wang Xiaoming's body shook for a while, and he also fell to the ground. Although the knife just missed it, the supernatural power contained in it was enough to kill a person. Although he would not die, he also suffered serious injuries. Heavy damage.

He was panting. Although he couldn't move, he still tried to stay awake and gave instructions to Wang Shanshan: "Use this communicator... to contact Tang Long and ask him to rush back to the headquarters as soon as possible."

At this time, the headquarters has almost lost all protection. If it is attacked again in a hurry, the losses will be huge. You must know the supernatural circles at home and abroad. I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at this place and staring at the strong resources of the headquarters.

At this time, only when Tang Long came back to take charge could those with ulterior motives dare not make any moves.

……

At this time, Tang Long had completely controlled the bus with the power of the colorful ghost Gu, and was driving the bus to take everyone away from the ghost mansion.

After receiving Wang Xiaoming's message, he immediately drove to the headquarters. The bus was so fast that it even ran over many ghost areas, so he soon saw the ghost post office from a distance.

"The ghost post office was actually breached?"

Seeing the shattered gate and the mostly damaged wall, the team captains suddenly felt nervous. Tang Long also hurriedly stepped on the brakes and drove the bus to a stop.

Everyone got off the bus, but the bus showed no intention of restarting automatically. It seemed that it had completely obeyed the new driver.

"Professor Wang!" Li Jun rushed into the ruins of the ghost post office anxiously. He was relieved to see that Wang Xiaoming was safe and sound.

"What happened?"

Tang Long also walked in. Seeing him appear, Wang Xiaoming was slightly relieved. He closed his eyes and said tiredly: "I used myself as bait to lure the captain over. At least in the short term, I don't have to worry about that guy again." What kind of conspiracy is going on?"

"Is that guy so strong?" Looking at the tragic situation around him, Tang Long couldn't help but frown.

"Although he is strong, he is still under control. I just didn't expect that guy to use his own life to lure Yang Jian."

Wang Xiaoming said weakly: "If I hadn't kept Wang Shanshan in the ghost post office, I'm afraid the headquarters would have been destroyed by now."

While the two were talking, Zhang Bohua had already walked towards Luo Wensong, who was leaning against the wall and panting: "Old teammate, long time no see."

"Tch." Luo Wensong twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's you."

His relationship with Zhang Bohua was relatively subtle, but he didn't expect that when he was at his most embarrassed and weakest, the first old friend he met would be him.

"After all these years, I'm still like a child." Zhang Bohua shook his head and bent down to treat him.

On the other side, Zhang Xianguang looked at Zhang Dong who was following Tang Long with complicated eyes. Finally, he sighed and took out the ghost peach blossom from his arms.

"Tang Long, take this thing." (End of Chapter)