The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

Hou Qingxu's expression remained unchanged, "Are you concerned about me?"

Ning Yun turned around and turned away. Before leaving, she seemed to suddenly think of something and reminded him meaningfully: "Don't underestimate the headquarters."

Hou Qingxu: "A woman who says one thing but means another~"

Ning Yun rolled her eyes in an indecent manner and glanced at the cup beside Hou Qingxu: "Drink less of that stuff..." Then she left gracefully, leaving only a gust of fragrant wind.

After she left, Hou Qingxu immediately revealed his true colors: "What does she mean?"

Why should we drink less of the longevity potion?

Forget it, if we can't figure it out, we won't think about it. It's a waste of brains.

All his tricks to pick up girls are ineffective against Ning Yun, but Hou Qingxu is not in a hurry. The Hou family has already secretly targeted the Ning family. Next, he will slowly dismantle the Ning family by boiling the frog over a slow fire. By then, won't that little bitch let him play with her?

Thinking of this, Hou Qingxu sneered again and again. It was pure nonsense to think that the marriage could keep the two families in long-term friendly exchanges! Even brothers may turn against each other, let alone relatives in law?

He was not a good person to begin with, and his sense of morality declined rapidly after he controlled the evil ghost. What he wanted, he must get by any means!

"Holding the knees of beauties when drunk, and holding the power of the world when awake, this is the real life~"

Hou Qingxu used to be just an ordinary second-generation, but he was unwilling to be ordinary like this. He was ridiculed and excluded by several brothers and cousins ​​in the family, so he took the risk to participate in the family's secret experiment and became a ghost driver.

From then on, his status rose greatly, his voice in the Hou family became more and more important, and resources were tilted to him.

His brothers and sisters did not dare to try to control ghosts, and now they can only be humble in front of him.

After that, he first secretly planned to get rid of several guys in the family who were not in harmony with him, and then secretly hooked up with a big boss, making the family more and more stable in the era of spiritual revival.

In addition, he kept contacting and winning over the ghost drivers of the headquarters and the heads of various places in private. Although this is a bit risky and easy to be targeted by the higher-ups, he received news that some of the country's transformation plans in the field of supernatural will fail, the situation will regress comprehensively, and various related plans will be forced to stagnate and stranded. Although the headquarters has tried to turn the tide and stop the loss in time, the effect is not significant.

At the same time, there will be various actions of taking advantage of the situation to rob others. The supernatural disasters in the surrounding small countries are getting bigger and bigger. A country across the ocean has strengthened "cooperation" with various countries in the name of coordination, and the situation is turbulent.

All this information was provided to Hou Qingxu by the big boss, and Hou Qingxu's purpose is very simple-fish in troubled waters and make a fortune in chaos.

Hou Qingxu's sense of morality is not high, and doing evil even makes him happy.

Since he became a ghost rider, he has been attracting talents from all walks of life. Once the supernatural situation in the country falls into an all-round crisis, he can make a lot of money with everything he has prepared in advance.

But what made Hou Qingxu very unhappy was that the current domestic situation was very stable and there was no sign of chaos, but he still believed in the intelligence of the big boss, because that was a legendary prophecy...

Hou Qingxu yawned. I don't know why he didn't like to think recently. He would be inexplicably irritable if he thought too much.

At this time, a special mobile phone that he never left suddenly rang. Hearing the sound, he couldn't help frowning. Why did the big boss find him at this time?

Hou Qingxu was very surprised. This special satellite phone was given to him by the unknown mysterious organization where the big boss he attached himself to belonged to. He was helped by the other party a lot, and he remembered this friendship.

But to be honest, he was not willing to get involved with the mysterious organization on the surface. After he had enough strength, he wanted to get rid of the other party, and even reversely use it to suppress the other party.

After thinking for a while, he finally answered the phone: "Hello, I am Hou Qingxu..."

...

He Ming left the capital. Before leaving, a very beautiful sister came to invite him. She was sent by Hou Qingxu, so he ruthlessly refused.

Since the journey to the capital was very safe and smooth, he naturally relaxed his vigilance on the return journey, especially when he returned to his home, he was basically not on guard at all.

Bang——

A gunshot rang out, and a bloody hole appeared on He Ming's body.

Someone set an ambush at home!

He Ming was shocked. Why didn't the human skin paper give an early warning for such a thing?

Oh, he understood, it must be because there was no danger to his life.

"Who is it?" He Ming, who quickly brainwashed himself and calmed down, asked loudly, and his body entered a state of virtualization.

No one responded to him, but suddenly a lot of rectangular yellow paper fell in the room, with indistinguishable weird patterns drawn on it.

These things that looked like talismans quickly surrounded He Ming, and He Ming, who was in a state of virtualization, actually felt a sense of being suppressed!

"What is this?" He Ming widened his eyes and panicked.

There were more and more talisman papers in the room, gradually condensing into a human figure, staring at He Ming.

"I am the ghost rider of the headquarters! Attacking me will be legally responsible!" He Ming scolded.

"Haha, what can the headquarters do?" The stranger sneered, obviously not taking the headquarters seriously. "If you want to blame someone, blame your bad luck. Who let you control the mirage ghost?"

"What do you mean?" He Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he had a bad premonition.

"That ghost should not belong to you, and now it should be returned to its original owner." The stranger did not intend to explain too much, but unilaterally sentenced He Ming to death.

"Damn it!" He Ming gritted his teeth. He had no attacking ability and could only defend passively, but those talismans were suppressing and disintegrating the supernatural in him bit by bit. Sooner or later, he would not be able to hold on!

And the words the stranger said just now greatly disturbed his mind. To be honest, he had long felt that his experience during this period was a bit wrong. Although he always comforted himself with words like "I am the son of destiny", the feeling of uneasiness always followed him.

He was not a lucky person, otherwise he would not have started as an orphan, with only a grandmother left in the family. But when the ghost grass blocked the city, he picked up human skin paper, controlled the mirage ghost, and took in the ghost grass. Everything seemed too smooth and silky, with a sense of unreal magic.

Originally, he only occasionally had such thoughts in his mind, just like some people always felt like they were dreaming after winning the lottery, fearing that the money would be gone when they woke up.

But the situation in front of him vaguely showed that he seemed to have really stepped into a trap?

He Ming's face turned pale, beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, and his body suddenly felt an uncontrollable chill.

Is this what it feels like when a ghost revives?

It's really raining on a leaking roof...