Mysterious Recovery

Suburbs of Dajing City.

More than a dozen special vehicles parked in front of the gate of a special base.

From now on, Yang Jian and others will spend at least seven days of training here. Although he has become the person in charge of Dachang City, the rules of the headquarters do not seem to be violated so easily.

"Just take a few days off."

Yang Jian got out of the car with this idea, and at the same time told Zhang Lei: "You'd better keep the coffin nails secret. Although I don't care, this news may bring you some trouble. "

In the previous carriage, the two people seemed to have unearthed some cryptic secrets because of the nailing of the coffin.

I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, so it's better to hide it.

"I understand that there is no benefit to telling this matter, but it may bring harm." Zhang Lei nodded stiffly.

It is conceivable how valuable things can solve S-level supernatural events.

If Zhang Lei told him that he had seen this thing, others might dig into him frantically, even if he didn't know it, no one would believe it.

Every ghost master will hide some secrets about himself, this is a common thing.

"Yang Jian, how did you rest these two days? Didn't you go around and travel? There are still some nice places in Dajing City to visit." Just after getting off the car, Shen Liang came over with a smile. It seems to have been waiting here long ago.

"Team Shen, are you very leisurely? How come you can meet you everywhere." Yang Jian questioned.

Shen Liang smiled and said: "I took time out of my busy schedule. After all, what I promised you last time must be fulfilled. Come with me. I will take you to meet someone first, and then send you back to the training base."

Yang Jian thought for a while and knew who Shen Liang was going to take himself to see.

Wang Xiaoming.

"Now?"

"Don't you think about it for a few more years? Professor Wang can't make an appointment anytime, especially if you are alone." Shen Liangdao.

"Okay." Although Yang Jian felt that the timing was not good at this time, he did see this Wang Xiaoming.

"Zhang Lei, I'm going one step ahead, see you later."

Yang Jian said hello, took the luggage and left with Shen Liang.

The meeting with Wang Xiaoming was not far away.

There is a building near the training base, like a guest house for special personnel.

The vehicle stopped in front of the building, and Yang Jian saw that several exclusive vehicles had already arrived here first.

"Professor Wang is behind. He only saw you this time. Go by yourself." Shen Liang got out of the car and pointed to an open space behind the building.

In that open space, a temporary awning was built with a few chairs and a seat inside. A young man in a white coat, about 25 years old, sat there straight, slightly lifted. He started looking at the blue sky in the distance, as if he was distracted, and he seemed to be thinking about something.

In the distance, many security personnel were alert to the surroundings, and the special warfare major general Li Jun stood on the top floor of this building, paying attention to what might happen at any time.

Yang Jian's eyes moved, and he strode over.

After approaching, the sound of footsteps attracted Wang Xiaoming. He slowly retracted his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Yang Jian.

"Listen to Shen Liang saying that you want to see me?" Wang Xiaoming's voice was not cold or cold, and he appeared extraordinarily calm.

Yang Jian looked around: "You seem to want to see me too, otherwise it would be impossible to put up such a big battle and spend time here to wait for me in person."

"Sit down, because some things really need to be discussed with you." Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and motioned.

Yang Jian also sat down politely.

But as soon as he sat down, Wang Xiaoming said abruptly, "If you count the time, your body should have a problem."

Yang Jian, who had just sat down, instantly condensed his face and almost stood up.

"What do you mean by this?" Yang Jian said solemnly.

"It's not difficult to guess that that weird resurrection was not perfect. I knew your condition at the first glance after you re-online. The human body's functions are often very fragile. It’s getting worse, so I feel that from the end of the Dachang City incident to the present, your physical limit is almost reaching."

Wang Xiaoming speaks slowly, and his conditioning is very clear: "You are not the only one who has a problem with the ghost. Many people have similar situations, but you insist on seeing me. This shows that the deterioration of your body is bringing you. Had some greater impact."

"For example... the restlessness of Li Gui's recovery."

"So, you want me to help you solve this problem?"

Yang Jian said: "I just try any way to solve the problem as soon as possible."

"So, my existence is only one of your options. You think this option is the easiest, so you found me." Wang Xiaoming looked at him and said, "Then what is the other option? Or, it is not worth it anymore. Are you relying on it?"

"You are playing my words." Yang Jian's face moved slightly.

This kind of guy with high IQ can always get useful news from you in a few words, bold speculations, and subtle tests can confirm a lot of your information.

Many of your secrets are not secrets when you chat with this kind of person.

"Maybe we should all be sincere. After all, no one can guarantee that we can sit together and chat like this next time." Wang Xiaoming said: "Hiding some information will only hurt you."

"Then tell me now, who is it?"

This question is very thief.

it? who is it.

Wang Xiaoming does not know what this "it" is, but he seems to have confirmed that there is an unknown existence around Yang Jian, and his tone is very firm believe that this will give Yang Jian a wrong signal, that is, Wang Xiaoming already knows. Your half secret.

If you know half of the secret, it is no longer a secret, and you will easily tell the rest.

But in fact, Wang Xiaoming's "it" is entirely speculation.

This is a trap to induce Yang Jian to be fooled.

As long as Yang Jian's answer does not explicitly deny the existence of "it", Wang Xiaoming can be sure that his inference is correct.

"What good is it for me to say it?" Yang Jian said calmly.

Is there no denial?

Wang Xiaoming’s eyes were still calm, and he opened his mouth and said, “It’s not bad for you to say it. An alternative exists by your side, making you feel very uneasy, because you don’t know if it is helping you or harming you, but it just controls it. With the unimaginable huge information, you hanged yourself in front of the mirror and resurrected strangely. All of this should be its idea."

"Then have you ever thought about what is the purpose of it doing this? Or, it knows that after doing that, your resurrection is not perfect, but why does it even arrange this horror game for you."

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly and did not speak.

"So, you have been exploited. Although you are very careful, you have been exploited the moment you hanged yourself. An incomplete plan, a resurrection with loopholes, will cause you to step into its settings. Trap, but I'm glad you can come to me."

When Wang Xiaoming speaks here, his face turns a little smile~www.readwn.com~ If you come to me, it means that you have taken precautions against it, even aware of the crisis, so you seek my help, and it exists for you. It's just a last resort. After all, it's pretty good that the ghost master can survive at some point, and there is really no choice. "

"But you can't continue, because you will grow after each plan. It will not allow you to continue like this. So your body's deterioration is a signal. Once you seek a solution from it, then I'm sure that The plan will definitely fail."

Yang Jian's expression changed, and then he said, "I didn't come to you to discuss this."

Wang Xiaoming did not go on, but said: "I do have a solution to the deterioration of the body. If I want to prevent the body from being affected by ghosts, it is very simple to transform the body into a ghost. Well, this is the same as the direction of my previous experiments. It's the same, becoming a conscious ghost. I have realized that the ghost master will do this for a long time, so I planned it very early."

"To achieve this step, a ghost coffin is needed. Now you understand why I have to do everything possible to get a ghost coffin."

Ghost coffin.

Yang Jian is no stranger. He brought it out from Huanggang Village himself, and many people died for it.

But he hadn't even started to bargain with Wang Xiaoming and asked how to turn into a ghost, but Wang Xiaoming said straightforwardly: "However, the experiment failed."

"What do you mean?" Yang Jian frowned.

"Literally, people turn into ghosts and cannot succeed." Wang Xiaoming spread his hands, as if he looked regretful.

"Why is this?" Yang Jian said.

Wang Xiaoming said; "In fact, in a sense, it is not a failure. It mainly depends on how you define "person"."