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

Chapter 57 Another funeral
"So you've even seen Zhang Dong." Zhang Bohua shook his head and praised, "Young man is quite capable."

Luo Wensong's current ghost domain is unable to invade the ancient ghost house. The only reason Tang Long can see Zhang Dong is because he took that bus.

But then he said: "If this is the mission given to you by Zhang Dong, I can't tell you the whereabouts of the ghost salesman."

"Ah, why?" Tang Long was dumbfounded. You are the only one among the seven elders who doesn't play the Riddler. Don't destroy your character.

"Since Zhang Dong has given you the task, it means that he is also optimistic about you, and he did not tell you the whereabouts of the ghost dealer. One of his intentions is to ask you to investigate it yourself. This is also part of the test. The second intention is to let you know the whereabouts of the ghost dealer. Don’t go looking for that ghost peddler too early, you’re not good enough now.”

Zhang Bohua shook his head: "You need at least two more ghosts with the same level as Luo Wensong now before you can try it."

Tang Long's heart sank. According to the old man, he needed at least three S-level ghosts to be able to confront the ghost dealer. The guy was more terrifying than he thought.

The other party was unwilling to reveal the whereabouts of the ghost peddler, and Tang Long didn't force him, but he still took the opportunity to ask Zhang Bohua for a lot of information.

The old man really didn't do anything like the Riddler. He taught Tang Long all the other questions he asked, giving Tang Long a good understanding of many details that were not mentioned in the original work.

The more the two chatted, the more they became interested. Unknowingly, it was already dusk, and Xiaoru coughed dissatisfiedly.

"Sorry, sorry." Tang Long was engrossed in the conversation. At this time, he realized that Zhang Bohua was a little exhausted and hurriedly cupped his hands, "Old sir, thank you for your experience. That's it for today. You have a good rest. I will come back another day as a junior. visit."

"It's okay." Zhang Bohua waved his hand, "I haven't had such a happy chat for a long time. I feel that everyone is much younger. If you have time to come and sit down, you are always welcome in my Chinese medicine shop."

"By the way, Xiaoru, bring me some gifts in return."

Zhang Bohua's gift in return was, of course, his special Chinese medicine. Only he could prepare it in the entire supernatural circle, and it was priceless.

Because his traditional Chinese medicine can suppress the resurrection of any evil ghost. Even Yang Jian, who is close to the complete body of the bus ghost at the last moment, can suppress it for 20 days unreasonably. Ordinary ghosts can be suppressed for several months or even more than half a year. .

You know, not many ghost controllers who control a ghost can survive for half a year.

But the price is not small, that is, the next time the evil ghost revives more violently, you must try every means to control the new evil ghost to balance and find a new path, otherwise you will die even more miserably.

The old man opened a Chinese medicine shop here, and would not refuse any ghost master who asked for medicine, just to let the ghost masters live a little longer, see their possibilities, and find a glimmer of hope.

Soon, Xiaoru brought out a small yellow paper bag, which smelled of traditional Chinese medicine, but the supernatural atmosphere was stronger.

But Zhang Bohua waved his hand: "Take two more packages, one package is too little."

Xiao Ru was a little surprised. One pack of medicine is enough for an ordinary ghost controller, and two packs of powerful medicine are enough. It is rare to see the master giving out three packs in one go.

"Maybe Master is happy today."

She obediently returned to the back hall, took out two more packets of medicine, and handed them to Tang Long, a total of three packets.

"Old man, I personally don't need your medicine very much. One pack is enough." Tang Long himself would never have a ghost resuscitate, so he would leave at least one pack for Eagle as a backup.

Xiaoru's eyelids twitched. In the past, many ghost controllers had fought on the spot over such a package of medicine, but there was even a fool like Tang Long who didn't want it.

But she didn't mock him. After all, Tang Long was very respectful and polite, and he made his master very happy. Xiaoru had a good impression of him.

It's not like the leg brother came here in the original work, and the two almost started fighting.

"One pack is my greeting gift to my descendants, one pack is your return gift for giving me this cattail leaf fan, and the last pack is an extra gift for the sake of an old friend."

Zhang Bohua smiled: "Take it, you can always use it."

Tang Long was right when he thought about it. There was no doubt about the preciousness of this traditional Chinese medicine. Maybe it could be exchanged for some ghost money in the future.

Don't forget that he still has to use 40 ghost money to exchange for Dongtian Emperor's shot. After receiving the capital injection from the headquarters, Tang Long no longer has the headache of funding, but in the supernatural circle, he is still a penniless pauper.

"Thank you very much, old man." Tang Long carefully took the three packets of Chinese medicine and put his fingers into the bone bracelet with a slight movement.

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After bidding farewell to Zhang Bohua, Tang Long stayed in Zhongjiang City for one night. He was too lazy to go back to Dajian City and directly bought a ticket to fly to Dadong City.

"Dadong City, I remember that the second-generation supernatural rich Wang Chaling is the person in charge here." Sitting on the plane, Tang Long was digesting the information Zhang Bohua gave him while recalling the original work.

Wang Chaling's situation is similar to his own. They are both ordinary people, but due to some kind of curse, his grandparents, father and mother all turned into ghosts after death and were driven by him. He could even briefly merge with the ghosts in his family. It shows the same effect as "Sending Spirits".

"Would you like to get familiar with me first? Maybe we can trigger some tasks."

Tang Long tapped his chin, and then dismissed his thoughts. Now Wang Chaling is very repulsive to people in the supernatural circle, and even wants to use the pendulum of the Wang family's ancient house to go back to the past to prevent the Wang family curse from happening.Moreover, he also tacitly allowed other ghost masters to hide in the Wang family's ancient house to cause trouble, and the later ghost master Chen Qiaoyang also ran out of it.

It is impossible for such a person to be honest without the absolute force of Yang Jian to suppress him. With a smile on his face, he might just turn around and sell you.

After making up his mind, Tang Long calmed down and waited in Dadong City. One day later, the eagle also arrived.

"Brother Zhui, I left Wang Feng's contact information." Eagle looked at the sky, "Do you want to contact that group of people and go to Xiushui Village together?"

"It's not necessary." Tang Long said calmly, "That woman named Yinzi is not an ordinary person and will not cause any problems. We can just leave directly."

"Okay." Eagle continued, "I added a person from Xiushui Village on the Internet. He said that the place is quite remote. There is only one passing bus every day. At other times, if you want to go in and out, you can only look on the road. There’s no commuter ride.”

"This is very detrimental to us. I suggest renting an off-road vehicle and driving there. If you need to evacuate in an emergency, you can also have a means of transportation."

Although he has become a ghost master, Eagle is still accustomed to putting himself on the weak side to think about problems and prepare an escape route as much as possible.

"Okay, just do as you say." Tang Long nodded.

He had no intention of actively contacting him, but when the Eagle was renting a car, he received a call from Wang Feng, who was obviously planning to come over to join his teammates.

Tang Long didn't object to this. Anyway, two people can ride in an off-road vehicle, and five people can also ride in it. There is no difference.

Finally, the five people gathered together and drove to Xiushui Village with Eagle as the driver. Liu Qingqing did not come as expected, but Wang Feng and Qu Hongtao's eyes flashed, ready to see the outcome of her little guinea pig.

If Liu Qingqing could survive this letter delivery mission, they would have to think a lot.

There was nothing to say all the way, because they set off early, and everyone arrived at Xiushui Village at around four o'clock in the afternoon, and the request in the letter was that the letter could not be delivered until eight o'clock tonight.

"Is that the merit box required by the mission?" Wang Feng pointed at the stone box in front of a small temple at the entrance of the village.

"It's possible, but not absolute." Eagle suggested, "We can walk around the village first to see if this is the only merit box. If we send it to the wrong one, the consequences will be disastrous."

He had a letter delivery task on the first floor, asking him to deliver the letter to the scarecrows in a wasteland. When he arrived at the location, he couldn't wait to stuff the letter and wanted to run away. As a result, all the scarecrows came to life and chased the messengers.

Later, the eagle discovered that there was more than one scarecrow in this wasteland, and the real target of sending the message was the scarecrow wearing tattered clothes behind the hillside.

At that time, most of a group of couriers died in order to retrieve the letter. In the end, an experienced old courier took off the tattered clothes of the target scarecrow and put them on, making the group of scarecrows think he was the same kind, so he successfully retrieved the letter and successfully delivered it.

In short, there are pitfalls in the post office's letter delivery task, and it is easy to fall into traps if you are not careful.

Tang Long also agreed with this. Just like the letter delivery mission in Huanggang Village, the real dangerous conflict was between Feng Quan and the villagers. If they rashly opened the coffin as soon as they entered the village, they would definitely die miserably.

If Yang Jian and the ghost controllers from Xiaoqiang Club hadn't happened to arrive that time, he would have probably been able to deliver the letter and leave safely according to his strategy.

"Let's go then."

In the end, He Yin'er made the decision, and instead of foolishly splitting up to investigate the situation, the group walked into the village together.

After I came in, I discovered that Xiushui Village, as its name suggests, has a very beautiful lake. Therefore, even if the transportation is not very developed, people often come to visit by car.

"It seems that there are quite a few open B&Bs. Let's have a meal first." Qu Hongtao rubbed his growling stomach.

After everyone checked around and asked several villagers, they were relieved after confirming that there was only one merit box in Xiushui Village.

"It seems like there is a sound of sorrow and joy?" Tang Long's ghost ears were particularly keen and he heard the faint sounds of suona and crying.

"It won't be another funeral, right?" Eagle's expression changed. He could never forget the nightmare in Huanggang Village.

As a result, he was really afraid of what would happen. He followed Tang Long and turned left and right, and a mourning hall came into view.

And compared to the one coffin last time, there were actually two coffins in the mourning hall this time.

Wang Feng walked over and inquired, then came back and said: "It seems that the old couple of the same family passed away at the same time, and they are going to finish the funeral and bury them together."

"I didn't feel any supernatural aura." He Yin'er made a judgment.

Tang Long's ghost eyes didn't respond, but he didn't take it lightly. Huanggang Village couldn't see anything unusual before nightfall, but even now he didn't want to recall the horror inside.

"I wonder who is lying in these two coffins?"

(End of this chapter)