Mysterious Resurrection: Beginning with the Bride's Curse

Chapter 110 Fang Shiming’s defection (9000 words)
The streets are actually not big, but they can span life and death.

The world is actually not fair. Jiang Shangbai feels that this person named Yu Zhile must have a bug in him.

There were two young men standing on the street. One was wearing a monk's robe with long hair and a rusty sword in his hand. The other was wearing a windbreaker with half of his face hidden in the hat.

There were only two people on the other side, and there were almost twenty of them. The funny thing was that they didn't dare to make the first move.

A dozen Interpol officers were reporting to superiors.

There are actually not many members in the circle of friends, just a few, and it is impossible for them all to show up.

This time, in cooperation with the headquarters' operation, only five were dispatched in total.

The seventeen ghost masters in the headquarters can be regarded as the real foundation.

This shows how much they hate Yu Zhile.

Perhaps, in the eyes of those in power, what they want is not right or wrong, but face.

There is no right or wrong in their eyes, only interests.

Yu Zhile, who was clearly one of the strongest ghost controllers, was of no benefit to the headquarters.

He is not Ye Zhen, he has his own organization, he is just a grassroots, a rootless duckweed.

The headquarters can tolerate Ye Zhen who occupies Dahai City, but it may not be able to tolerate Yu Zhile, the strongest ghost controller who has nothing.

It cannot be higher than the headquarters, it can only be lower than the headquarters, otherwise it will be a provocation to the headquarters and a trample on their interests and dignity.

The state apparatus cannot be questioned or denigrated.

Jiang Shangbai thought about the gains and losses inside and the reasons for all this.

A woman wearing an Interpol uniform, who looked like a young man but had pale hair, walked toward Ye Zhen with a satellite positioning phone in hand and raised her hands.

Ye Zhen looked at the woman with interest. The woman was very calm. She just walked not far from Ye Zhen, pointed at the satellite phone, and then threw it away.

After doing all this, the woman retreated into the darkness.

Looking at the mobile phone showing a parabola in the air, Ye Zhen reached out to take it and looked at it. The phone was connected.

"What do you want from me?" Ye Zhen spoke to the phone naturally.

There was some silence on the other side, and the heavy breathing proved that the other side was not in a good mood, maybe he was suppressing anger.

"Ye Zhen, let's talk?"

It was the voice of a middle-aged man who was very familiar to Jiang Shangbai. It belonged to Cao Yanhua, the deputy minister of the headquarters.

"Aren't we just talking?"

Whoo~!

There was an exhalation on the other end of the phone.

After a while, Cao Yanhua calmed down and said as calmly as possible, "Ye Zhen, what happened today is between the headquarters and Yu Zhile and has nothing to do with you."

"He killed Zhou Zheng, the person in charge of Dachang City. He was the one who started the dispute in the first place. It was his fault. He then attacked and killed ten meritorious Interpol police officers at the headquarters and five members of the Xiaoqiang Club. He also took the Interpol Police Officer He Yin'er with him. Defect.”

"Each of these incidents has violated the bottom line of the headquarters."

"Yu Zhile is a capable person. I admit this, and so does the entire headquarters. But we gave him a chance, and he did not take the headquarters' overtures seriously."

"Our headquarters is the organization that leads the ghost masters to fight against the supernatural resurrection. It is responsible for the rise and fall of the entire country. If every ghost master is like Yu Zhile, then our headquarters is not far from destruction."

"Ye Zhen, this matter has nothing to do with you. As the number one ghost controller in Asia, you should not get involved in disputes that do not belong to you. The headquarters does not want to have a conflict with you."

Cao Yanhua spoke clearly and logically, and it was as if he could see right and wrong at a glance.

Ye Zhen frowned slightly. He felt that the headquarters seemed to be insulting him, but at the same time respecting him.

He seemed to be having trouble turning his head.

So he turned to look at Yu Zhile, "Did you tell him?"

Yu Zhile thought about it and nodded. There were some things that needed to be said, otherwise they would always think it was all his fault.

He picked up the phone and said, "Hello, my name is Yu Zhile."

Cao Yanhua's heart skipped a beat and he swallowed subconsciously.

Yu Zhile, this name was very familiar to him, and this voice was also very familiar to him, but this was the first time he heard this name spoken by the owner of the name.

The voice was cold, as if a dead person was speaking.

"Killing Zhou Zheng was because I was wrong in killing him first, but you came back with revenge later on, but you were inferior to others in skills and I killed you in return. Then I retaliated and sent a knocker attack to your headquarters. "

"Today, your headquarters continues to retaliate and sends ghost masters to kill me. This is understandable and fair."

"I agree, but I, Yu Zhile, tell you in advance that if I still win today, your headquarters will have to bear my next revenge."

Yu Zhile explained the contradiction clearly in a few words.

What led to today's situation is nothing more than everyone being dissatisfied, one because of face, the other because of dissatisfaction, both of which are correct.

But if everything is correct, it doesn't mean that Yu Zhile will put his neck there and wait for you to chop him. This is impossible.

"You have not lost anything. The headquarters has lost eleven excellent ghost masters so far."

"If they are still alive, they have dealt with at least nineteen supernatural incidents and protected a city from supernatural erosion."

"Because of you, they died. They didn't die in the supernatural resurrection or the hands of the ghosts. Instead, they died in the hands of their own compatriots. This is sad for them."

"Yu Zhile, you are not the headquarters. The headquarters exists for ordinary people who are harmed by supernatural beings. Those ordinary people who can only wait for death when encountering ghosts. You are not. You are just a person who kills at will for yourself."

"You have no humanity. It doesn't matter to you whether the world is destroyed or not. You can watch supernatural events happen, and you can watch living people being killed by ghosts. You will not take action to solve supernatural phenomena like those Interpol police. incident, to save those people who have nothing to do with you."

"You are an extremely selfish person deep down."

"Your value only lies in the devils in you. Without these devils, you will be worthless and you will make no contribution to society at all."

"I don't understand why you can compare yourself to our Interpol police officers who put their lives behind them, value ordinary people more than their own lives, and regard the security of their home and country as their own safety."

"Their value is something you can't measure or compare with!"

Cao Yanhua spoke calmly at first, but the more he spoke, the more excited and angry he became, and in the end he almost roared out the last words.

Ye Zhen tilted his head slightly, a little surprised.

Yu Zhile looked calm, "Don't talk about your incompetence in such a noble way. Tian Xingjian is a gentleman who strives for self-improvement. Since you know their value and their role, you still want them to die for your sake."

"You are not an emperor, and there is no law that prohibits insulting the royal face."

"You have to pay for your incompetence."

"If you had done what you said, you wouldn't have lost those dozen ghost masters. You kept saying that the justice of the family and the country was right, but because one of them was of no use to you, it would cause horrific harm in the future. Zhou Zheng has made such a fuss."

"Today, you should know the result. You may be able to kill me, but the price will be heavy."

"How many ghost masters did you take in order to kill me?"

"According to what you said, if these ghost masters had not died, how many people would they have saved? How many supernatural incidents would they have dealt with?"

"But because of your decision-making, because of your pitiful and untouchable bottom line, they were buried here."

"You actually talk to me about your country, your country, your righteousness, your values."

"Do you want face?"

Jiang Shangbai swallowed, and the other ghost masters also swallowed.

This young man, this extremely terrifying ghost master, has an outrageous resentment towards the headquarters.

"Your headquarters, take sides, form cliques, and keep consuming those capable ghost masters, leaving them to die to solve supernatural incidents. Later, you can even handle an S-level supernatural incident. You all need to rely on others.”

"You still say that you are the headquarters? Or are you the core machine of a country?"

"Cao Yanhua! Do you know how many hopes will be lost because of your incompetence? How many ghost masters will be able to live and contribute to the world, but will die because of your wrong decisions."

"There are internal battles and entangled interests within your headquarters. Are any of you really thinking about how to solve the supernatural resurgence?"

"The old antiques of the Republic of China have bought you a hundred years, but what about you?"

"What have you been doing for the past hundred years? You didn't set up a headquarters department until the supernatural recovery began. Where did China's 5000-year tradition go?"

"What about preparations for a rainy day and how to deal with supernatural resurgences?"

"The supernatural revival has begun, and a new generation of ghost masters has begun to appear."

"The old antiques of the Republic of China suppressed the supernatural resurrection, not the legend of ghosts. You know better than anyone else that there are ghosts in the world, and you also know what ghosts are. But you, not only did you not start studying ghosts during those hundred years of safety, , start to control the fierce ghost."

"You didn't do anything, you just lived your life peacefully like this. It wasn't until the supernatural resurgence and the danger came that you started to pay attention."

"But even so, you don't have any sense of urgency. Instead, you are still fighting openly and secretly for resources."

"Your place is like a country, almost like a small organization."

Everyone present fell silent, and the street became completely silent.

They looked at the young man who questioned Cao Yanhua in a calm tone, and suddenly felt that the headquarters seemed to be in trouble.

Cao Yanhua also fell silent. He sat in the office, his mind a little blank.

He seemed to be right. They knew about the ghost from the beginning because Mr. Qin was always there, but why didn't they control, understand and study the ghost before the supernatural resurrection?
Instead, we should start researching after the supernatural recovery?
"No...no, there is a problem here..."

"When encountering a major crisis, we will go all out to respond and prevent it with the strength of the whole country, but why this time..."

Cao Yanhua was confused. Where had their sense of urgency gone?

An old man suddenly appeared in the office. The old man looked at the confused Cao Yanhua and was a little silent.

"Mr. Qin, why? We clearly have records, but why didn't we take precautions in advance? With you here, the research on Li Gui will be very fast, and the method of controlling Li Gui will be developed very quickly."

"You ask me, who am I asking? Who knows what you think?"

"After the supernatural resurgence was suppressed, you directly banned these records. It wasn't until the supernatural resurgence began to lift the ban. Although I can't understand it, I can't interfere, so I can only watch." The old man said expressionlessly.

Cao Yanhua was silent.

Yu Zhile, who was listening to the phone, also fell silent.

"Withdraw it. This guy is right. The headquarters cannot suffer any more losses. After today, let's check the internal situation." The old man said something strange and then disappeared.

Cao Yanhua took a deep breath and said, "Yu Zhile, the grudge between you and the headquarters is over. Give the phone to Detective Baishang."

Yu Zhile's eyes flickered slightly, he turned his head to look at the white-haired woman, and threw the phone away.

"You are very lucky, your life was saved."

The woman took the phone, her pupils shrank, and she answered the call. She didn't know what Cao Yanhua said. The woman waved her hand to retreat. She looked deeply at Yu Zhile and said, "It would be great if you were from the headquarters. "

After saying that, the ghost masters hidden in the darkness left one by one.

Jiang Shangbai breathed a sigh of relief and quickly called his companions to leave together.

Ye Zhen frowned and looked at everyone leaving, feeling a little disappointed.

"Is it possible that a necessary fight can be solved with just a few words?" Ye Zhen turned his head and looked at Yu Zhile.

The moon is a bit full today, and the shadows of the two of them are stretched out under the bright moonlight.

"There may be people from other countries in the headquarters." Yu Zhile thought for a while and said this.

"Huh?" Ye Zhen's expression gradually became serious.

"The operations at the headquarters are so confusing that I can't even understand them."

Yu Zhile pulled off his hat and revealed his face.

His face was pale and his one eye was lifeless and strange.

No matter how hidden the supernatural resurgence is, there will always be records left behind.

There is definitely a country, and it is not that the ghost controllers during the Republic of China were not connected to the country.

They know these things.

There was no way he didn't know that supernatural resuscitation had not been completely solved.

It is impossible for their country's heritage to create such thoughts.

But they didn't take any precautions.

This is what he can't understand the most.

I used to feel weird when I watched Mysterious Resurrection. The headquarters felt like it was awesome at one moment and useless and brainless at the other.

Wang Xiaoming clearly has a mature method of controlling ghosts, but why doesn't the headquarters wholesale a large number of ghost controllers?
Even if you pick one out of a hundred or one out of a thousand, you will always create an outlier or even several.

No matter how difficult it is to copy aliens, the population base is there, and it is not impossible for one to appear among ten thousand people.

Just like selecting elites in the army, and then looking for elites from among the elites, in the end there will not be none left.

"If that's the case, then Ye understands why there is no ghost controller comparable to Ye in the headquarters." Ye Zhen shook his sleeves.

"They have problems, big problems."

Yu Zhile said nothing. He might understand why in the original work, Mr. Qin allowed the newspaper ghost to invade the headquarters.

"Let's go, I hope the headquarters will realize the seriousness of the matter."

Yu Zhile tightened his clothes and walked under the moonlight.

"Is there a fight?" Ye Zhen asked after hesitating for a while.

"Yes, you still have to work hard."

Foreign kings are not very good. If Gui Hua's trip goes well, he will eliminate four or even five kings for future battles.

Foreigners, the desire to destroy my home and country will never die.

"That's okay." Ye Zhen's eyes lit up and he put the sword behind his back.

The two of them walked towards Dachang City.

There is a man holding a sword behind him, his head held high, his loose robes and long hair swaying freely, showing an indescribable freehand style.

One man had his hands in his pockets and half of his face was hidden under the collar of his windbreaker. His lifeless eyes looked at everything like ants, and an aura of indifference surrounded him.

Both of them are among the strongest in modern times.

The ghosts unfolded at the same time, and two rainbow lights, one red and one green, streaked across the night.

……

The headquarters is extremely quiet tonight.

A sudden news brought all the distinguished people to the conference room.

Wang Xiaoming looked cold and had a gloomy look in his eyes.

The head of the headquarters looked gloomily and said nothing, just looking at the officials entering the venue.

Some people saw the minister lowering his head with guilt.

Cao Yanhua looked at these people and suddenly felt very tired.

Zhao Jianguo lowered his head and looked at the report in his hand.

The more I look at it, the colder my heart becomes.

In the end, he didn't dare to watch anymore.

There was only one thought in his mind at the moment, had Fang Shiming gone crazy while riding a horse?

People arrived one after another, and Jiang Shangbai, who had rushed back in a hurry, was invited to the conference room by Li Jun with a confused look on his face.

When he entered the conference room, almost everyone looked at him, including an old man sitting next to the minister, an old man with gray hair and wrinkles on his face.

Jiang Shangbai glanced at the conference room briefly and was shocked. Almost all high-ranking officials were there, not only from the headquarters, but also others.

Everyone with real power has arrived.

Jiang Shangbai swallowed. He didn't understand what happened, but he could only sit down and sit down.

When Jiang Shangbai sat down, the eyes focused on him were withdrawn.

The conference room door is closed.

The meeting started.

This meeting lasted for a long time. When Jiang Shangbai came out, his expression was a little dull and his mind was almost blank.

He didn't know what supported him and walked back. He only knew that the circle of friends might be over.

Early the next morning, two young men who were sitting by the river eating steamed buns received news from a supernatural forum.

Both were stunned.

"Fang Shiming defected?" Ye Zhen's face was full of doubts, "No, this guy has no problem with his mind? We are not Konoha, right?"

Yu Zhile was digesting the news, still thinking about the news from Awu.

Fang Shiming fled abroad with the resources accumulated by his circle of friends over the years, and also joined the King's Organization.

"Does the original work have this trend?"

"Or is it that Fang Shiming used something to see the future?"

"Or, he himself is related to people abroad..."

Yu Zhile couldn't understand what was going on.Why did Fang Shiming do this?
"Is that old guy from Dajing looking at you like this?" Ye Zhen took a bite of the bun and said vaguely.

"Who knows?"

Yu Zhile said nonchalantly, "It's not like you're going to die in the end anyway, there's no difference."

"Yes, sooner or later, Ye will go abroad."

"Are you going abroad? What are you doing?" Yu Zhile looked at Ye Zhen curiously. He didn't understand why Ye Zhen wanted to go abroad.

"When we were at the Taoist temple, a master told Ye the story of the ancestor. Ye felt a little uncomfortable." Ye Zhen said carelessly.

"Master Patriarch? From which period?" Yu Zhile became interested.

"Aixinjueluo Puyi's era was a thing, maybe earlier." Ye Zhen thought for a while and replied.

Uh……

Yu Zhile nodded, "It's time to go, let's go together then."

Yu Zhile felt that some things couldn't go over like this.

"By the way, why does this Dachang City feel so weird?" Ye Zhen turned his head and looked into the distance.

Yu Zhile looked along the line of sight. This direction seemed to be the Hongfa Temple.

"It's normal. Just get used to it. It's normal for this place to be weird."

"It seems like something happened over there. Do you want to go take a look?"

Yu Zhile turned his gaze and saw that there were many people gathered under a tall building. They were so noisy that they didn't know what they were doing.

"Go and have a look, it won't start until tomorrow anyway."

So the two of them carried the buns and walked over there while eating.

It wasn't too late from here, and the two of them arrived in a short while.

After asking, I found out that someone was jumping off the building, a woman in her early twenties.

Ye Zhen looked up and saw that the woman was standing on the edge, extremely dangerous.

Passers-by have already called the police, and the fire brigade will arrive soon.

"Don't you want to jump? My cell phone is almost out of battery. I didn't bring a power bank today!"

"If you want to jump, jump quickly, don't waste our time!"

Some people were urging, some were cursing, and some were making sarcastic remarks, saying that this person definitely couldn't dance.

Ye Zhen frowned and listened for a while, but no one advised others not to jump.

"It doesn't seem to be any of these people's business, right? Why do they want her to jump so much? What good will this do to them?"

Ye Zhen looked at these people and asked.

"Who knows?" Yu Zhile looked calm, listening and watching as if the matter had nothing to do with him.

This is how people are, their evil roots are too strong, and looking at him any longer would be a wear and tear on his state of mind.

But he didn't care, it wasn't these people he wanted to save.

Seeing Yu Zhile's indifferent attitude, Ye Zhen seemed a little surprised, "You seem to be used to this?"

"Have you ever seen brothers turning against each other, a son killing his father, a father killing his son, or a mother and her lover killing her son?" Yu Zhile asked rhetorically.

"Yes?" Ye Zhen was completely surprised.

"Look more at history, starting from the Tang Dynasty and continuing to the Ming Dynasty." Yu Zhile said without expression.

Then he continued, "You can talk about beauty only after you have seen darkness. Both are mutual. You can't just look at one side."

"Just like now, these people who are making noises turn out to be good people when they go home, good to their wives, children, and neighbors."

"Those who didn't make noises may be intolerable, but can you be sure that they didn't have good intentions on the spur of the moment?"

"A murderer will occasionally show kindness to cats and dogs. Don't have too much hope for people."

"Some people do good things throughout their lives, but in the end they are ruined by a bad thing, not big or small."

"Some people have done bad things all their lives, but in the end because of a good deed, they are praised for putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha immediately, thus leaving their name forever."

"What do you think this is?"

Yu Zhile's voice was not loud, but not quiet either. The people around looked at him strangely.

Even those who were making noises closed their mouths and stared at Yu Zhile with unkind expressions.

Yu Zhile didn't care about these looks, "For example, if the girl who jumped off the building was a good person, but there was a gangster father behind her, what do you think will happen to these people who are making noise here today?"

"It's a good thing the girl didn't dance. If she did, do you think these people would be hated?"

"What should they say when they are called to the door?"

"I guess that's the case. I was just making a joke. I didn't know she could dance. It's none of my business."

"Tell me, is this funny?"

"Ten thousand steps back, that girl has no power behind her."

"But if the children of these hecklers are standing upstairs now, and other people are heckling like this, how do you think they will feel?"

"Is it resentment? But will they think that they have also made fun of them? Maybe, maybe not."

"I don't think so. They will only hold grudges against those who made noises, instead of thinking about their own problems."

The more Ye Zhen listened, the more he frowned. This guy seemed to be explaining human nature to him.

Yu Zhile looked at the crowd that suddenly became quiet. Some people lowered their heads in guilt and wanted to leave.

But some still stared at Yu Zhile angrily.

"If you are not a saint, don't compare yourself with others. You will never know whether you are saving a good person or a bad person."

"Of course, whether you save or not depends on you. After all, a gentleman will not save you."

"However, you should remember the faces of the people here. If one day they are in danger and ask you for help, think about today, are they worth it?"

A smile appeared on Yu Zhile's lips as he looked at a few people approaching.

"Boy, what do you mean?"

Ye Zhen looked at these people. They were the ones who made the most noise just now, but now they actually have the nerve to cause trouble.

"I still don't understand, but Ye thinks that as long as Ye is in a good mood, he can do anything." Ye Zhen said seriously.

"That's right, you can do anything if you're in a good mood." Yu Zhile nodded.

"So how are you feeling now?"

Ye Zhen shook his head and finished the bun, "It's not that good. I've never felt so disgusting."

Three people become a tiger, four people become a forest. If there are too many people, there will be luck.

Just like now.

"You're not old, your tone is not small, you're just like a person in his decades, and you don't know what your parents taught you."

When someone saw that Yu Zhile was in trouble, they suddenly became angry.

See, what these people care about is not whether they dance or not, but whether there is fun to watch.

"There is still beauty in the world." Yu Zhile murmured to himself.

"Everyone has parents. Everyone, I don't know if you have one."

Hearing this, the faces of the onlookers suddenly changed, and their expressions when they looked at Yu Zhile became gloomy.

Yu Zhile counted how many people were here, there were almost thirty people.

He nodded, "I have a little cub that needs to eat people to grow. The people in the ghost paintings have endured too much suffering. It's hard for them to even survive."

"They might become ghost masters in the ghost paintings, thereby contributing to the supernatural recovery."

"But you can't. According to the logic of the keyboard warrior, if that little kid eats useless people like you, it will eat less people in the ghost painting. Then the people it eats less will be considered alive."

"At that time, I will be very happy, because when I can control it, it eats, and when it is not under my control, it will not eat more. Do you think this is fair?"

The onlookers looked at this man with a crazy look on his face.

Ye Zhen's pupils shrank slightly, "You..."

But the next moment, the ghosts spread out, and in the blink of an eye, these people who were watching the excitement and making people die disappeared.

The disappeared people left a large open space, and a girl looked around blankly.

Ye Zhen looked at this scene and fell into silence.

The girl who jumped off the building was directly rescued by Yu Zhile using the ghost weapon, but those who jumped off the building disappeared.

Ye Zhen knows what the ending will be.

Yu Zhile shrugged indifferently, "Little girl, nothing is more important than living. No matter how wronged you are, you have to live. If you can't afford to offend me, can you still not afford to hide?"

"Think more about the outside world. The good years are still here. Go out and see more before the mountains and rivers are overturned. Don't leave any regrets."

"Love, love, family troubles are not things you should consider now. What young people pursue is the world, not others."

The young girl stared blankly at the young man in a trench coat who looked like he was about to die when he smiled, and suddenly started crying.

Yu Zhile didn't pay attention, turned and left here.

Ye Zhen hesitated for a while and followed, "I found that you are more ruthless than me. No, you are ruthless, but I don't care."

"What's the difference?" Yu Zhile asked.

"Someone has to die in the world. Today it is them, and tomorrow it may be us. It is the same, but their death will give us more hope of living."

"It makes sense. Next time I fight, I will think like this in my heart. Maybe I won't feel guilty." Ye Zhen thought about it and nodded.

"..."

"If you dare to die on my behalf, I will chop you to death." Yu Zhile said coldly.

He hasn't restarted yet and can't afford Ye Zhen's death.

"Hey! What's your name!" the girl behind shouted loudly, seemingly not paying attention to the crowd of pedestrians around her.

"Ye Zhen!" Yu Zhile waved his hand and responded loudly.

The girl suddenly laughed, crying and laughing like a madman.

Ye Zhen: "???"

"Are you used to using fake names?"

"Why are you so stingy? You're not afraid anyway." Yu Zhile said casually.

The two left like this, and then there was silence at the headquarters.

Zhao Jianguo was very hesitant. He was hesitating whether to make a call to Yu Zhile. Was he going too far?

The ghost controller takes action against ordinary people, isn't this...

Although the moral character of these people is not very good, but their sins are not worthy of death, right?

Zhao Jianguo was very troubled. After thinking about it again and again, he still made a call. He could not deal with some things, but he could not set an example.

The relationship between Yu Zhile and the headquarters is quite awkward. If the siege last night really goes ahead, then if nothing else happens, the headquarters will have to face Yu Zhile's revenge again.

Yesterday, Mr. Qin came to an end, and the grudge caused by Zhou Zheng and blown up by Fang Shiming was finally over.

If it weren't for Mr. Qin, he could be sure that no one would be able to leave last night.

Ye Zhen and Yu Zhile are the best in Asia. They are not afraid of the resurrection of evil ghosts. Killing ghost masters is like killing dogs. Together, they will basically not lose.

When they saw Ye Zhen yesterday, they actually regretted it, but the arrow was already up and had to be fired.

If it weren't for Mr. Qin's words, this arrow would be gone.

"It's both good and evil. Is this really good?"

Recalling the recording sent below, Zhao Jianguo sighed and dialed the phone.

The current situation is becoming increasingly difficult to understand.

Dachang City, pedestrian street.

Yu Zhile sat in front of a barbecue stall and looked at a young man who found him. The young man seemed to be much more mature now.

There was a faint smell of corpse on his body.

Ye Zhen leaned against the wall and looked at the two young men with curiosity in his eyes.

"Did you control the second ghost?"

Yu Zhile glanced at the shadow of the young man opposite him. It was a headless shadow.

Yang Jian nodded, "I controlled the second ghost with that piece of human skin paper."

"Not bad, then why are you coming to me now? Want to verify your strength?"

"That's not necessary, you don't have the strength yet."

"No." Yang Jian shook his head, and after a moment of silence he took out an old piece of parchment.

It's the human skin paper.

"I got a sling and a ghost too."

As he spoke, Yang Jian took out another rope wrapped in gold foil.

Yu Zhile looked at the rope and narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he thought of something, and his eyes were a little enlightened.

"Mirror, rope, shadow..."

"Let me guess, the human skin paper is a way for you to become an alien... um... not accurate, not an alien, but a way for the ghost to become completely silent."

"As expected, you know." Yang Jian's pupils shrank slightly.

"It says the mirror is in your hand."

"Yes, it's in my hand." Yu Zhile nodded and did not deny it.

"So, what it said is true?" Yang Jian's expression became serious.

"It's true. Why, are you going to borrow a mirror from me?" Yu Zhile tapped his fingers on the table slightly and looked at Yang Jian with interest.

During this time, Yang Jian grew up a lot.

"That's the plan. I'm about to resurrect as a ghost, and this piece of human skin said that an extremely terrifying supernatural incident will occur in Dachang City in a while. It's afraid and wants me to leave."

"I would like to use this opportunity to solve the problem of ghost resurgence."

Yang Jian stared at Yu Zhile and said word by word.

He knew that the supernatural incident mentioned by the human skin was caused by the young man in front of him. The human skin had already said it.

This young man is involved in many ghosts, most of which he does not know about.

Just from the fear of human skin, he knew that these ghosts were extremely terrifying.

"Okay." Yu Zhile thought for a moment and nodded.

"The price." Yang Jian's expression became more serious.

"Favor, a favor repaid with life." Yu Zhile paused slightly while tapping his hand on the table, and said with a smile.

"My favor is so valuable?"

Yang Jian was a little confused. Last time, this guy wanted a favor, and this time too.

Is he certain that he will achieve great success in the future?
"What can I say, your favor is very valuable." Yu Zhile nodded.

"Do you know my future?" Yang Jian was surprised.

"You said this, I didn't." Yu Zhile shrugged, looking like I didn't know.

"..."

"Okay, I agree." Yang Jian made up his mind and agreed.

Yu Zhile nodded, "Come find me outside Dachang City tomorrow morning."

After saying that, Yu Zhile stood up and said, "Yang Jian, I'm optimistic about you."

With that said, Yu Zhile turned around and left with Ye Zhen.

Looking at the two people leaving, Yang Jian took a deep breath, put away the human skin paper and ghost rope, turned around and left.

Whether it can be achieved depends on tomorrow.

He was betting that Yu Zhile wouldn't covet what he had.

The fact is what he thought, Yu Zhile doesn't like the ghost in Yang Jian, he really doesn't like it.

Although the ghost eye has been restarted, it will be stared at by a ghost, and that ghost is very scary.

(End of this chapter)