Mysterious Recovery

"Is Wang Chaling dead too?"

At this moment, in the headquarters office, the person sitting at this desk is no longer Cao Yanhua, but Wang Guoqiang.

Wang Guoqiang, who is in his early thirties, is in the prime of life and full of energy, but even so, after sitting in this position, his energy is not enough at all. Although there are not many things to deal with every day, everything makes people feel incomparable The headache caused him to be like Cao Yanhua, frowning and smoking a cigarette every day.

"The situation is getting worse and worse. The captains of the headquarters are leaving one after another. The captain's plan made before has begun to fail. Although He Yuelian who quit the headquarters has returned again, she is now in Dachang City. Carry out the task, and force her to do the task, otherwise she will resign if she is unhappy." Wang Guoqiang sighed.

"Wang Chaling's death is not surprising at all. Three months ago, his condition was already very bad. It was an injury left when he fought against the king's organization. It is a miracle that he survived until now."

"However, according to the supernatural characteristics of the Wang family, Wang Chaling died, and most of the four generations of the Wang family have already been born."

"A baby who can control five ghosts is an incredible existence in the current supernatural circle. Unfortunately, the fourth generation of the Wang family is still too young to play any role now. He still needs time to grow up."

"Now there are more and more supernatural events that are out of control, and the situation is going to collapse completely. The only way to reverse this situation is to wake up Yang Jian, and then summon the remaining captains with absolute power, and concentrate the entire supernatural circle. strength, only in this way may the situation be stabilized again."

Wang Guoqiang fell into deep thought, but immediately he shook his head with a wry smile: "Even if Yang Jian can do it, so what? No matter how powerful the ghost master is, he can't stop the erosion of the fierce ghost. Sooner or later, the ghost master will Will die and fight against the King's organization. It just speeds up the progress."

"Where will the future go?"

He looked up at the ceiling, seeing no hope at all.

Suddenly.

The phone in his office rang.

"Come in." Wang Guoqiang came back to his senses and said immediately.

A staff member opened the door and entered: "Important news from Vice Minister, Cao Yanhua, Minister Cao's condition suddenly deteriorated just now, rescue failed, and he died in the hospital."

Wang Guoqiang was stunned for a moment, and then said calmly: "I see, you go to work first."

The staff member nodded, then closed the door and left.

"Minister Cao has left too." Wang Guoqiang smiled bitterly.

He understands that the sudden deterioration of Minister Cao's condition has a lot to do with the bad news that has come in one after another recently. After all, he is always paying attention to the current situation when he is sick. The situation is so bad today, how can he treat him with peace of mind? , It is normal to be close to illness under the conditions of anxiety and anger.

A few days later, Wang Guoqiang attended Cao Yanhua's funeral.

Because of the special nature of Cao Yanhua's work, his funeral was very simple and very few people attended, only a few old colleagues from the headquarters and a few important relatives of Cao Yanhua.

"Uncle Wang, can we have a chat alone?" At the funeral, a young man in his early twenties found Wang Guoqiang. His name was Cao Bin, the son of Cao Yanhua.

Although he looks very young, Cao Bin has a stability far beyond that of his peers.

"Okay." Wang Guoqiang nodded, and his intuition told him that Cao Bin should have something important to tell himself when he found him.

The two went to a secluded place.

At this time, Cao Bin said in a low voice: "Uncle Wang, my father originally said this matter, but my father was worried that he would die suddenly one day, so he made preparations in advance and told me this important matter. If there is an accident, I will tell my uncle."

"I understand, you can tell me the matter now with confidence." Wang Guoqiang nodded, understanding Cao Yanhua's vigilance.

After all, he has dealt with supernatural events all year round, and he may die suddenly one day. Some important information transmission must be more prepared.

"Father left a sentence before he was alive. He said, Yang Jian is the key, never forget Yang Jian." Cao Bin said with a suppressed voice.

Wang Guoqiang frowned, a little unable to understand the meaning of this sentence.

Cao Bin said: "Father said this sentence was told by Professor Wang, and it is very important. He asked Uncle Wang to remember this sentence, and he must tell the next minister. If the headquarters is disbanded in the future, this sentence must also be Always remember."

"Okay, I understand." Wang Guoqiang nodded solemnly.

Obviously, this sentence reveals some important information. Although he has not been able to decipher this information, since this sentence is circulated among several important people in the headquarters, it must have a reason.

The conversation between the two was brief and ended soon.

Wang Guoqiang left before the funeral was over, because he still had work to do, and it was rare to be able to ask for two hours off.

In Ohara City.

This is the newly built Taiping Ancient Town.

Over the past few months, many people from all over the country have poured into the originally empty Taiping Ancient Town.

The reason why I came to this modern antique town is because there is only one soul caller He Yin'er left in the headquarters among the two small towns in the team.

During the period when Yang Jian was silent, Liu San disappeared, Li Leping was forgotten, and He Yuelian resigned, He Yin'er was considered the most stable captain-level ghost master.

More and more ordinary people chose to come to Dayuan City seeking asylum after knowing about supernatural events, and even tried their best to enter this ancient Taiping town.

This situation has created the prosperity of this new Taiping ancient town.

But He Yin'er didn't care about it.

Now she is staying in a newly built ancestral hall.

This newly built ancestral hall is much larger than the one in Old Taiping Ancient Town, and the vicinity of the ancestral hall is a forbidden area, and only a few people are eligible to enter and leave here.

He Yin'er sat on a small stool in the ancestral hall, and a pile of wood was piled up beside her.

Now she is holding a small knife, carving on the wood carefully and carefully.

After a while, a piece of wood was carved.

The wood turned into a spiritual tablet, with three words engraved on it: Wang Chaling.

After carving this spiritual tablet, He Yin'er picked up another piece of wood and continued to carve.

On the other side of her body, there are already a lot of carved spirit tablets, on which one can clearly see the names of ghost masters who have already died, Zhou Deng, Lin Bei, Cao Yang, Lu Zhi and even Lian; The ghost master from a long time ago also. There are records, such as: Jiang Shangbai, Fang Shiming.

Of course, it also includes the spiritual positions of Yang Jian, Li Yang, Huang Ziya and others.

I will prepare a box under each coffin, which contains their relics during their lifetime. I will paint black paint for those who have been confirmed dead, and I will not paint for the time being if the death is not confirmed.

He Yin'er's eyes moved slightly, and he thought in his heart.

It is estimated that the newly built ancestral hall will be filled with all kinds of spiritual seats in a short time, and she will arrange special people to take care of the ancestral hall.

Come to yourself.

He Yin'er continued to sculpt the spiritual tablet. Some of the people on the spiritual tablet she knew and some she didn't know, but there was no doubt that the people on the spiritual tablet were all powerful ghost masters in the spiritual circle.

These people all represent an era.

It's just now that this era is beginning to end, and He Yin'er is beginning to perform her duties as a soul caller. Taking advantage of the fact that those relics are not difficult to collect, she wants to preserve the power of this era as much as possible.

"He Yin'er, I have a courier for you." Suddenly, a voice sounded, and a man of about school age walked into the ancestral hall with a package in his hand.

"Who sent it?" He Yin'er asked.

"Look for yourself, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com I still have business over there." Boss Liu put down the express delivery and ran away without a trace.

He Yin'er glanced at it, and the name on the package surprised her.

"Zhang Xianguang? Why would he send something to me?" He Yin'er was puzzled, but still opened the package with some curiosity.

After opening it, I found that there were many old items scattered in the package, including rusty scissors, faded cheongsam, damaged pens, and pulped cigarettes. These things did not look like modern items, but like the Republic of China. period.

"So that's how it is." He Yin'er understood that these were the relics of ghost masters from the Republic of China period given to her by Zhang Xianguang. Through these relics, she could summon the souls of those terrifying and powerful figures from the Republic of China.

I thought that these relics would never be found again, but I never thought that Zhang Xianguang still had a copy in his hand.

She didn't refuse the gift, but accepted it solemnly, and was going to set up a few unnamed spiritual seats, and if the paint was painted, she would choose red.

"After I set up these spiritual seats, the reconstruction of Xintaiping Ancient Town is basically completed. If there is no accident, the old place must find a way to move here." He Yin'er did not forget the existence of Ghost Street.

Xintaiping Ancient Town would never be perfect without Ghost Street.

Although the ghost street reveals the weirdness and horror, it is an integral part of Taiping Ancient Town.