Horrible Recovery: Start Unlocking Eight Techniques!

Hours later.

Jinling saltwater duck restaurant.

The second time Tang Ling came here, he skillfully sat in the position where he sat last time.

Not long after, the little girl named Ying'er came over.

"Big brother, you're here again." The cute face has a bit of surprise on it.

Looking at the other party's red little face, Tang Ling's mood improved a little.

Although it was just a misunderstanding.

But a normal person will have emotions.

It's like when you're walking down the street and suddenly a strange person rushes out and wants to cut you with a knife, moreover, it's still the kind that kills you.

If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been hacked to death on the spot.

Even if the misunderstanding is resolved.

Who can guarantee that they can listen to others calmly.

It was Chen Tian's appearance that made him change some of his mind.

Otherwise, he would definitely take those five people as a blood to unlock the Qi Gate.

Even so, he was not in the mood to continue chatting with the other party.

He planned to return to Hwaseong, but the evil monk was not dead and he had to find him.

He had a hunch that the other party definitely had a secret.

The breath of repentance has been locked, and as long as it enters the edge of Jinling, it will trigger the talisman immediately.

As long as the other party could not do without Jinling, Tang Ling had a way to find the other party.

As for the rest, he didn't want to worry about it for the time being.

Whether it's the ghost envoy or Chen Tian, the road is so wide, as long as it doesn't get in his way.

Ying'er's childish voice pulled Tang Ling's wandering thoughts back: "Big brother, what do you want to eat today?" Hearing

this, Tang Ling smiled, and just as he was about to speak, a figure walked over.

Seeing her, Tang Ling was a little surprised.

He didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to appear in front of him.

That's right, the person who came was the lady of this shop, the ghost mother.

"Ying'er, go do your homework, and let your mother help this brother order?" The ghost mother glanced at Tang Ling, said in a soft tone towards Ying'er, Ying'er

nodded obediently, and said to Tang Ling: "Well, that big brother, I'm going to do my homework."

Tang Ling smiled and replied, "En, go." It

wasn't until Ying'er's figure completely disappeared in front of the two that the ghost mother looked at Tang Ling.

She knew that the other party was definitely not an ordinary person.

Moreover, it is very likely that he already knows his identity.

Although she thinks she hides well, there are always exceptions.

Although she is a ghost, she does not want to kill people, let alone her life being broken.

Therefore, when she saw Tang Ling again, she took the initiative to come.

In order to know, what is the purpose of the other party.

"Lady, aren't you going to help me order? Why don't you introduce me to the introduction? Tang Ling leaned lazily on the table and chair, not caring at all about the hostile eyes of the other party.

The ghost mother's eyes narrowed slightly, not understanding what the other party meant.

She asked in a cold tone, "Who are you?" Taoist? Monk? Or the Ghost Messenger? What you want to do. Hearing

this, Tang Ling shrugged, it seemed that the other party had determined that he had premeditated.

Indeed, as a ghost mother, still hidden in the human city, she must always be vigilant, otherwise, once her true identity is discovered, the consequences will be unimaginable.

She has lived here for decades, and she has seen many imperial ghost envoys, as well as some imperial ghost envoys, who come here specifically to eat, but none of them have discovered their identity.

Only the young man in front of him seemed to be wrong when he looked at him from the first glance.

The kind of plain and playful, lazy and a little dangerous eyes, made her very sensitive.

She is afraid that the other party will affect her current life, she is afraid that Ying'er will be threatened, and as a mother, she must protect her children.

For the protection of children, whether it is a human mother or a ghost mother, it is the same.

"What do you mean?" Tang Ling's silence made the ghost mother very puzzled.

"It's not interesting, I just want to have a meal, why should you think about it, since you choose to live this way, then continue, as long as you don't cross the line, I won't do anything to you." Tang Ling said his thoughts very flatly.

As he spoke, his eyes did not change in the slightest.

This also made the ghost mother believe him a little.

"You see my identity, why, I have no hostility? Aren't humans and ghosts enemies who don't share the sky? The ghost mother continued to ask.

Hearing this, Tang Ling was a little weird, and he asked rhetorically: "Since you know, why do you still live in a human city, why can't you even maintain your own ghost body and don't eat people?"

"You.... You can even see my physical condition, you, who the hell are you. Tang

Ling's words shocked the ghost mother, the other party could even see this, no wonder he said so last time.

"You don't kill, I don't kill you, that's all." Tang Ling said bluntly.

As the words fell, the time of the half-column incense passed.

In the end, Tang Ling was a little impatient, and he spoke: "Hey, hey, I'm really hungry, what's going on with you lady, can't do business at every turn?"

"Hey.... I can't see through you, but my intuition tells me that you're different from them. The ghost mother sighed and said faintly.

She still couldn't see the other party's true thoughts

and heard, and Tang Ling raised her eyebrows: "They? The

ghost mother did not answer Tang Ling's words, but turned and left.

At this time, Tang Ling was a little confused.

Halfway through this, what kind of dumb riddle to fight with him?

But soon, as the rich dishes were served, he didn't bother to care about them, and he ate them openly.

......

Meanwhile.

Somewhere in the middle of nowhere.

With a fluctuation in the air, a gossip turntable wrapped in black qi appeared here.

With bursts of black gas emanating from the turntable.

A biting wind suddenly blew around.

In the yin wind, dozens of gloomy ghost qi gathered from all directions.

As a pair of glowing green eyes appeared, ghosts appeared around the turntable.

They looked greedily at the turntable in front of them, as if they saw something incomparably delicious.

But before they could do anything, the gossip turntable suddenly erupted with terrifying black qi.

The black qi instantly enveloped the ghosts.

In the dark, the sound of chewing sounded.

A moment later, the figures of the ghosts disappeared, and in their place was a vain and distorted figure.

If Tang Ling was here, he could tell at a glance that this person was actually Fang Jie, the evil Daoist who was devoured by him.

He didn't even die....

However, at this time, the breath on his body was very weak.

Obviously, although he escaped the deadly devouring, his own vitality was greatly damaged, and even if he ate all the ghosts, he could only barely reach the level of B-level strength.

It may take a long time to get back to the top.

In this case, don't talk about the plan, even if he encounters a slightly stronger ghost, he will die here.

Fang Jie's expression was hideously distorted, without the slightest arrogant appearance before.

His body has been scattered, and at this moment, he is a ghost with human consciousness.

"You wait, I will definitely crush you to ashes!!"

With a heart-rending roar of resentment, the silence of the wasteland was completely broken.