The mysterious resurrected card maker

After checking the first place where there was an abnormality, Si Ye quickly left the place and went to the second place where he could feel the abnormality.

But not long after Si Ye left.

Someone rushed over with security guards outside the safe house.

"The alarm outside didn't sound, but the alarm inside the safe house did. Someone directly invaded here and opened the safe house."

The leader was a mature man in his thirties. He looked a little ugly and went in to take stock.

It was discovered that nothing was missing, just that the door was damaged.

"People from the supernatural circle have been here before, and they are also incredible people."

The man took a deep breath, his body was shaking slightly, and he felt an inexplicable fear.

With such a high security level, the other party walked around casually like going shopping and then left.

"Go and check the surveillance camera." The mature man came back to his senses and was about to check the surveillance camera to see who was visiting this place.

However, Si Ye was not aware of these things. What he was looking for now was the territory of Zhang Xianguang and others.

This place is obviously a safe house left by a new generation of ghost masters or a rich man who knows about the supernatural world. It is not his target.

The second place was not a safe house, but a residential building in an old town of Tai O City.

This is a 24-story old building. However, due to the age of the house and the incomplete living facilities, there are not many people staying there. There are only some old people who are nostalgic and refuse to leave, and those who are temporarily living in poverty. Residents who rent here.

But even so, the building is still not full.

Si Ye stopped in front of the building. He did not enter the building.

People passing by looked at him like this and cast curious and strange looks.

"Young man, do you want to rent a house? I have a house here that I can rent to you at a cheap price." An older man said hello and walked over with a smile.

Si Ye glanced at him and ignored him. There was no supernatural presence in this man.

At this time, a woman next to me reminded:

"Young man, don't rent a house here. Several young men disappeared in this building a while ago. An old woman said she saw a ghost in the corridor. There are unclean things here. I heard there are many strange people at night. Wandering in the corridor, he seems to be looking for something."

"Anyway, there are some evil things. If you believe me, go and look elsewhere."

"There's nothing evil here. Don't listen to that grandma's nonsense. I grew up here. If there was something evil, could I still be alive today?" the old man said loudly.

"Just because it didn't happen before, doesn't mean it doesn't exist now," the woman said.

The old man was very angry and felt that this man was blocking his business, so he cursed. The woman was not to be outdone, and the two of them started to quarrel downstairs.

"Is there something supernatural?" Si Ye heard this and walked directly towards the building.

When I got closer, I saw that the door was locked, with seven or eight locks hanging on it, and these seven or eight locks were of varying degrees of newness and oldness.

The oldest lock is an old-fashioned copper lock that has become rusty. The newest lock was also added two years ago. It seems that no one wants to open the door.

Moreover, the door is very strong, and there is an iron door outside. It is really impossible to open it without some brute force.

"It's a very retro copper lock. Maybe it is indeed related to Zhang Xianguang and others."

Si Ye bypassed the sight of the previous two people and used Gui Xie to go in directly.

It's strange that Si Ye's ghosts can't invade even though it's an ordinary iron gate.

"Is it because of this lock?" Si Ye looked at the oldest lock on the iron door.

A supernatural aura can be felt above, and it seems that a corresponding key is needed to open it.

Si Ye stretched out his hand and grabbed the lock, and a cold breath emanated from him.

"Failed."

Supernatural power cannot affect this lock. This thing is very special. It seems to have some special supernatural rules. It is not a supernatural item, but a supernatural prop that can only be opened with a key.

After leaving this place, Si Ye came to the third place.

This is an old house, and it was from the Republic of China. However, this old house was not abandoned. Instead, it was renovated and turned into a restaurant. It is still open, but there are relatively few customers, only a few here and there. Sir, it looks like business is not doing well.

Walking into this restaurant, he noticed something strange as soon as he walked in.

Because he smelled a familiar smell, that was the smell of burning corpse oil.

He raised his head and looked at the oil lamp hanging from the ceiling. The smell was coming from there.

Because there is only one lamp, no one notices it, and the smell of burning is very light, making it almost impossible for ordinary people to smell it when they stay here.

Only people who have been dealing with supernatural beings all year round will be very sensitive to such a smell.

After taking a look at the restaurant, I found nothing unusual except for the oil lamp.

Si Ye looked in the direction of the ground, and Guixi was released by him.

As the ghosts invaded, he soon came to the quiet basement.

In the basement, there was a rusty, filthy iron chain, and a slightly withered corpse hung on this iron chain.

The corpse had bare feet, legs covered with corpse spots, and a black cloth hood on its face. The hood covered the entire head, making it difficult to see the appearance of the corpse.

This is definitely not a normal corpse, because judging from the rustiness of the iron chains and the age of the basement, this corpse has been hanging here for at least ten years, or even longer.

"The corpse oil is dripping from the feet of this corpse." Si Ye observed the situation below.

There are two black needles inserted into the soles of the left and right feet of the corpse. The black needles should be made of gold, but because they have been soaked in the corpse for a long time, they appear black, because the two needles there Black liquid dripped from time to time.

A porcelain basin was placed at the feet of the corpse to catch the black liquid.

no doubt.

These black liquids are corpse oil, and they are taken from the bodies of ghosts. They are impregnated with supernatural powers and have some incredible effects.

Obviously, the people behind this hotel captured an unknown and terrifying ghost more than ten years ago, and trapped it with chains and hung it in mid-air. They have been collecting corpse oil for many years, and this corpse oil has supernatural properties. , maybe it can be used to make supernatural props.

"The only ones who can do this are Zhang Xianguang and his group. I will accept what you have collected."

Si Ye walked to the foot of the corpse, picked up the porcelain basin, and poured all the corpse oil into a gold box he carried with him.

"Although I don't know what kind of things can be researched, and I may not be able to use them, but it is enough to disgust Zhang Xianguang and the others."

Si Ye didn't pay much attention to the body, and rummaged around the basement again. After confirming that there were no supernatural objects, he left the basement with satisfaction and returned to the hotel.

In the hotel room, He Yuelian had already woken up.

In a tense atmosphere and without any sense of security from the outside world, He Yuelian could not calm down while sleeping.

In her daze, she realized that Si Ye was not in the room. She was instantly stimulated by fear and woke up.

"When will that guy Si Ye come back?"

He Yuelian lay on the bed tightly wrapped in quilt and remained motionless, trembling as she looked at the red umbrella geisha and Xiao Ling'er.

It was obvious that the Red Umbrella Geisha and Xiao Ling'er did not attack and looked like normal people, but after knowing their identities, He Yuelian only felt a sense of horror when looking at them.

Especially every time He Yuelian moved, the eyes of Red Umbrella Geisha and Xiao Ling'er would move, and when they looked at her, it made her feel even more creepy.

It was clear that Si Ye was the one who kidnapped He Yuelian and the one who put her in this situation, but at this time she was extremely looking forward to Si Ye's return.

"Crunch!"

While He Yuelian was waiting in panic, the sound of the door being opened was heard at the door.

He Yuelian looked at the door of the room with expectation. Si Ye, who had left before, finally came back.

Looking at Si Ye walking in.

For a moment, He Yuelian didn't know what her feelings were towards Si Ye.

Fear, security, hatred, complex emotions arose in her heart.

Si Ye walked into the room and after making sure that there was nothing wrong with He Yuelian, he went straight to the window and looked at the street below.

"It's strange, it's been almost two hours, haven't Zhang Xianguang's guys started taking action yet? Isn't this too slow?"

Si Ye didn't think it had taken such a long time for Zhang Xianguang and others to notice that He Yuelian had been kidnapped by him.

The last time I came to Tai O City, I was quickly targeted.

"I'm hungry."

While Si Ye was thinking, He Yuelian spoke.

Si Ye had been out for almost an hour, and now the sky had darkened, and it was time to have dinner.

"Is that so? Let's go eat first."

Si Ye took He Yuelian to a random restaurant near the hotel and started eating.

Although he has become a ghost controller, Si Ye will not refuse to eat. For him, enjoying delicious food is also a very important thing.

It's just that he didn't know if it was because of becoming a ghost controller, but he found that his sense of taste seemed to have changed.

He doesn't like the meals he liked before. He prefers to simply eat food with a certain flavor.

Now he prefers milk and candies.

Even for food, he likes the kind of food that tastes a bit drab.

After becoming a ghost master, his sense of taste seemed to have become dull. He didn't like food with too complex flavors because he couldn't taste the specific taste.

After dinner, it was completely dark.

Si Ye was just about to take He Yuelian and the little maid for a walk outside. Suddenly, the evil spirit in his body instinctively sent out a warning.

"This is the breath of supernatural power."

Si Ye looked at the street outside, but could not detect the presence of the ghost controller.

"Does it look like they are here? Follow me, something really interesting is about to happen next."

Si Ye whispered to He Yuelian.

He Yuelian was shocked when she heard this, and trotted to follow her boss Ye, and the two of them walked towards the outside of the city.

"Do you want to take the initiative to go outside? That's fine. This saves us from having to worry about ordinary people."

In the darkness, someone saw this scene and whispered.

"This guy is the official person in charge. Although he has temporarily conflicted with us, he is still relatively active in handling supernatural incidents." Someone said.

"This is a very responsible young man with great potential, but unfortunately he did something he shouldn't have done."

"You seem to value him very much?" someone teased, seeming not to care about Si Ye.

"According to the information I got, that guy solved the thing that came out of the coffin by himself." The person before said.

"That thing, even in the Republic of China, was said to have been solved only after many people died."

"Really? If this is really the case, then it really needs to be taken seriously." The teasing person said solemnly.

Those who died in the Republic of China were naturally not ordinary people, but ghost masters.

"Let's go, don't keep Chen Qiaoyang and Zhang Xianguang waiting." In the darkness, the man said something and quickly left the street.

On the other side, Si Ye had just walked out of Tai'ao City and arrived at the deserted suburbs.

In an old wooden house ahead, footsteps appeared, and a person slowly walked down the dim steps.

"Zhang Xianguang?" Si Ye looked at the person in front of him and could feel a threatening aura.

The person in front of him was very dangerous, much more dangerous than the Du Hong and Nie Yingping he met last time.

"I don't know where you got this name from. You are right. I am indeed Zhang Xianguang." The man walked over and said, without any nervousness in his words, nor did he care about his identity.

He actually showed up on his own initiative and had no intention of hiding anymore, or maybe for him, there was no need to hide when facing Si Ye.

Si Ye mentioned his name the last time he dealt with Nie Yingping and Du Hong.

"I heard that you can control the old man's body? Are you his back-up man?" Zhang Xianguang did not take action directly, but asked Si Ye thoughtfully.

"If you are his back-up, you should know very well what my purpose is."

"You can control the old man's body, and you can also help me in the future. How about we join forces?"

Zhang Xianguang said, "I want to save everyone. The outside world is full of supernatural beings, and ordinary people are at risk. Even if you join the headquarters, how many evil ghosts can you, the ghost masters, be able to deal with if you run around here and there?"

"The failure of the previous generation is the best witness, so we have to find another way."

"For example, let them live in the world of ghost paintings. After all, the world of ghost paintings can be expanded infinitely and is big enough to accommodate everyone."

"You have experienced the ghost painting incident before, and you should also know that after a foreign city was eroded by ghost paintings, many survivors lived in the ghost paintings for more than half a year, and they are still healthy."

"We joined forces to use ghost paintings to create a world that living people can live in, creating an absolutely safe area for people to live."

Zhang Xianguang looked at him: "The reason why ghost paintings are so dangerous is that no one can control them. But what if someone can successfully control ghost paintings? After being successfully controlled, the world of ghost paintings will no longer be dangerous, because all dangers are gone. It’s controllable.”

Si Ye looked at him calmly: "You want to be the controller of ghost paintings? But even aliens will eventually be eroded by the supernatural and lose their minds, right? Are you sure how long you can live? How long you can stay awake?"

Zhang Xianguang said: "I have also considered your problem, and I came up with a solution twenty years ago, which is to let a person who will never die control the ghost painting."

Si Ye frowned and looked at him. The person who would never die was the manager of the post office.

Zhang Xianguang smiled: "It seems that you have reacted. Yes, there is a kind of person who will not die."

"The manager of the ghost post office."

"As long as the post office managers control the ghost paintings, and then use the characteristics of ghost paintings to invade reality, allowing everyone to live in the world of ghost paintings and isolate the supernatural events outside, the harm caused by the supernatural can be solved once and for all. "

"And the managers of the Ghost Post Office themselves will not die. In this way, they can control the ghost paintings forever and prevent the ghost paintings from getting out of control."

Zhang Xianguang said with a little madness in his eyes: "And I call this plan the Peach Blossom Spring Project."

"It's just like what the ancients described, living in a world of peach blossoms without any disputes. As the manager of this world, I can solve disasters, wars, supernatural beings, and diseases. Everything is perfect, isn't it?"

"But the new world still needs order and management. If possible, I hope you can join my plan and help me maintain and improve this new world."

"You are very powerful, and you can control that old man. You have abilities similar to those of a soul herder."

"When the time comes, even if my decision is faulty, you will be able to make up for it."

After saying that, he extended his hand to Si Ye and made an invitation.

"Your plan does sound good, but have you overlooked one thing?" Si Ye said calmly.

"According to you, the manager of the post office will not die, so why did the old man die after his final death?"

He was not in a hurry to take action with Zhang Xianguang.

Zhang Xianguang was one of the most outstanding ghost masters of the second generation of the Republic of China. His knowledge and research time on ghost paintings and brides far exceeded his own. Si Ye thought he might be able to get some inspiration from talking to him.

"Don't you know very well that the post office manager cannot leave the ghost post office?" Zhang Xianguang said calmly.

"No, that's not what I mean. What I mean is, since the manager of the post office will not die, what if the old man will eventually grow old and dismember himself?"

Si Ye stared at Zhang Xianguang and asked. "According to your statement, the old man will not die, and he does not need to dismember himself, but in the end he was still affected by his life span."

"Of course, I know the difference between your thoughts and his."

"Next, you want to control the ghost painting to become an alien, but the old man controls the powerful ghost just by balancing the dead force."

"But why do you think that the ghost post office can protect you forever? The ghost with your memory can also be regarded as Zhang Xianguang, right? It doesn't have to be dominated by the personality of Zhang Xianguang."