Wang Chaling's face was calm, and he first sent someone to control Ah Zhen, sent him to a sanatorium for fetal recuperation, and strictly monitored her.

When Wan waited for the evening, Wang Chaling returned to Ning'an Building and took the elevator to an underground safe house.

He opened the door and walked in, with the help of the light emitted by a few kerosene lamps, and saw a neatly arranged gold chest, these are the powerful ghosts he has imprisoned since the curse of the royal family, and he knows the abilities and killing laws of these ghosts, but they are not within the scope of his consideration.

Without hesitation, he walked deeper into the safe house. The safe room was very dark and silent, but he knew it well, so he didn't stumble into it, and soon came to a box.

He stood for a long time, and his heart was very uneasy.

"The war with the king is over, the supernatural era has begun, the fourth generation of my Wang family is about to be born, there is no time to delay, I can't bear the continuation of the curse, I want to end the fate of the Wang family!"

"If the strength of my grandparents is 1, then the strength of my parents is only 0.5, and it is estimated that it will only be 0.25 when it is my turn to recover." Who

"Sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat. The Wang family is under a curse, and they can't waste it. Otherwise, the curse will never be interrupted, and sooner or later, my Wang family will encounter grassroots ghost masters like Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian, and they will be defeated, cracked, and suppressed. ”

"According to the optimal plan, it is naturally to raise ghouls to protect the body, with a black round hat to protect the consciousness, and the second generation will help me solve the trouble, and it will not be my turn to contribute at all. But now the situation is different, the infinite restart plan is feasible, and choosing the best option is no longer enough for me to master the restart. I had to take a little risk and take control of a terrible ghost with a lot of growth potential. ”

"The high growth potential of the ghost also means that the ghost is recovering quickly."

"Fight, even if my generation can't interrupt the curse, after the revival of the ghost, it can be regarded as paving the way for my child who has never met." Wang Chaling closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths: "I, Wang Chaling, am not a waste. If you don't make a sound, you will be amazing. "Since inheriting the curse of the royal family, he has formulated a lot of plans on how to become a ghost handler, and even the ghost is ready.

He eliminated the best plan in his mind because he needed the best supernatural powers. He raised his glasses and calmed himself down: "The ability to raise ghouls is good, and the potential is also high, and it is still the first ghost I want to control." With the help of the dim light emitted by the kerosene lamp, he saw the three golden wine jars placed in the corner.

There are three special ghosts imprisoned here, but they are not dealt with by him, but a generation left from the Republic of China.

He was worried that something would happen to the supernatural wine jar, so he had people rewrap it in gold, just in case.

According to the information left behind, the ghosts imprisoned by the three supernatural wine jars are very special, namely the golden burial ghost, the wood burial ghost, and the water burial ghost.

Once controlled, the ghost will continue to erode the body, gradually turning into an iron man, a wooden man, and a floating corpse in the water.

As a result, his body becomes inactive and becomes a cold, purely supernatural corpse.

Correspondingly, this corpse will be well cared for and protected by the ghouls until it merges with the ghouls.

In this process, the stronger the revival of the ghouls, the more stable the supernatural balance with the ghosts of different burial methods.

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"The ghouls' psychic abilities restore their bodies, and the limit of the recovery speed is similar to restarting themselves. But that's not enough, in order to end my royal family's fate, I must find two more puzzles with different burial methods, and when the ghoul and my corpse are completely fused, it will give birth to truly terrifying restart supernatural powers. Wang Chaling finally opened the box containing the ghouls.

As the smell of dampness pervaded, the ghost crawled out of the box, and the kerosene lamp placed on the wall was blown by a strange wind and suddenly extinguished.

"Ah......h …… At this time, Daluo City, which is far away from Dadong City.

The investigation continues. The top office of Yanyang Building.

"Team Yang, this is the place where the first crime occurred, and it is also the place where the person in charge of the city and the investigator disappeared." Jiang Wen, the liaison officer of the city, who was about thirty years old, looked at Yang Jian with some admiration and introduced.

It is an honor that the law enforcement captain of the headquarters actually came to Daluo City, and he was still responsible for the reception.

The person in front of him, wearing a white shirt, was about one meter seven or eight tall, and looked a little handsome, but his face was pale, and he exuded the smell of lake water.

The most noticeable thing is a crack on the forehead, a trace of white gold light overflowing, and there seems to be an eye rolling inside.

Yang Jian didn't speak, and walked into the office, a layer of pitch-black shadows spread under his feet, covering the office floor.

Ghost shadow covering. The footprints left in the past become a medium and can be triggered at will. Moment. In front of Yang Jian's eyes, some figures that did not exist in this office appeared, many people with different identities.

He continued to observe. A man in a criminal police uniform was found among the many footprint media figures.

Strangely, however, the man's medium disappeared in front of a wall.

"Criminal policeman Li Pingshi didn't control the ghost, how did he leave the office?" Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, he had searched the files of the newly appointed criminal police officer in Daluo City in advance, and understood that this ghost rider did not control the ghost.

Or, the other party did not leave a record in the file and concealed the information of his own ghost.

"Investigation isn't my forte, well... Perhaps the local ghost riders know something. Yang Jian thought for a moment, opened his ghost eyes, and the scarlet light spread out, covering most of Daluo City at an incredible speed, but this was not the limit.

Jiang Wen was surprised: "Team Yang, what clues did you find?" ”

"Not for the time being, but I found something interesting, so I'll find someone to ask first." Yang Jian glanced at it, stretched out his blackened right hand and grabbed it, a red light appeared, and the figure of a woman with white hair like an albinism appeared in the office.

"Who are you? How did I find mine? The woman said with a look of horror. Yan Yangjian said coldly: "I am the law enforcement captain of the headquarters, and now I ask you, why are there so few ghost riders in the city?" Through the ghost covering, he found that the number of ghost riders in Daluo City was abnormal, generally speaking, there would be at least a dozen ghost riders in big cities, but the current Daluo City was very abnormal, and the number of hands could not even be gathered.

This is clearly not right.

"Yang Jian, in fact, they all went to the manor, I can guide you." The white-haired woman obviously knew Yang Jian's identity, and she was a little overwhelmed by the scarlet ghost eyes, so she obediently cooperated.

Yang Jian said strongly: "No need, your memory will tell me everything." The shadows that filled the office creeped strangely, invading the white-haired woman's body and stealing her memory.

The female ghost rider must know something. In order to avoid incomplete and wrong information, only ghosts invade memories, which is the best way to get intelligence information.

"You can't do that!" The white-haired woman's face changed suddenly, but she was powerless to resist, rolling her eyes, feeling a supernatural force suppressing the ghosts in her body, taking away control of her body, and stealing the memories in her mind.

A strange memory appeared.

"Harnessing a white-haired ghost on the verge of revival...... Later, he was found by the sound of the motor, walked into the horror manor inside the big iron gate, and carried out a telegram mission to get a reward, huh? The crucified lord of the horrible manor. Yang Jian's eyes flickered, and after stealing the woman's memory, he learned a lot of very important information.

In her memory, the white-haired woman completed two telegraph missions in one week, and was rewarded for suppressing the revival of the ghost for half a month.

By chance, when she walked into the manor, she found the crucified manor in a remote place, and noticed a vague figure standing next to the manor.

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"This person is not an ordinary person, and that powerful cold aura can be clearly sensed even in memory." Just as Yang Jian was about to see the face of the figure next to the cross, suddenly, the white-haired woman let out a miserable scream.

Her eyes, ears, nose, and mouth were spitting out a large amount of white smoke, and her expression became very painful, and the whole person couldn't help but wail.

Memories were disturbed, and there was no way to see the figure next to the cross. Jiang Wen covered his mouth stiffly, where had he seen such a terrifying scene, and he couldn't help himself from screaming.

After a while. The white-haired woman's whole body popped, turned into a puff of white smoke, and disappeared, leaving behind a wriggling mass of white hair and a few clothes.

Yan Yangjian's eyes looked at Jiang Wen without fluctuation, and the ghost shadow covering the ground also returned to his body. Although the stolen memories are somewhat mutilated, everything that should be known is known.

"Yang... Team Yang, how do you need me to cooperate. Liaison officer Jiang Wen said with a pale face.

"I'll give you a list and send a few wanted warrants, these ghost handlers who have entered the manor are doing things everywhere and can't stay." Yang Jian pondered for a while, found a pen and paper in the office, wrote down a few names, and handed them to Jiang Wen.

The ghost rider performs the task on the telegram, which is tantamount to depravity. Under the temptation of suppressing the revival of powerful ghosts, this kind of ghost tamer cannot turn back, and may even endanger the domestic headquarters in turn, which cannot be tolerated.

Then he went to the white-haired woman's clothes and pulled a telegram out of his pocket. The telegraph was an old, yellowed sheet, as if it had been torn from a notebook, and some kind of supernatural power was stored on it.

Moreover, it is full of supernatural encrypted numbers, and even if you are proficient in modern cryptography, you can't decipher the information and intelligence in it.

She stole the white-haired woman's memory, and the content of the telegram was also known to Yang Jian, even if he really couldn't understand what the numbers meant.

"The white-haired girl's task this time is to bring five ghost riders into the manor, and the manor is clearly grabbing the human resources of the headquarters and engaging in vicious competition, if this continues, it will definitely make it more difficult for the headquarters to hold on to the wave of the supernatural era." Yang Jian frowned, and found something wrong from the mission.

Obviously, the horror manor is not the end, and there are people behind the scenes who secretly dominate everything. It's just not clear if this person's identity is a ghost or a ghost handler.

But the only thing that is certain is that the remnants of the King's organization are mixed in, and it is definitely not a good thing. Jiang Wen made a few phone calls, and he was very efficient and reported the list.

The headquarters knew that it was ordered by Yang Jian, and directly issued a wanted warrant, so there was no need to go through the process at all. Yang Jian put away the telegram and said: "According to my guess, Li Pingshi is estimated to have been brought into the horror manor by the local ghost handler, and there is a high probability that he is still alive, as for the missing investigator, I am not responsible, you deal with it slowly, I have to go to Dafeng City to take a look." Jiang Wen's face was stunned, and he wanted to ask a few more words, but the red light flashed away, where was Yang Jian in the office?

The city is closed. Yang Jian appeared on the playground of an abandoned school, and this time he did not plan to find the city liaison, but directly clicked and caught the local ghost rider to inquire about the situation.

The next moment, an obese man in pajamas and a cigar in his mouth was sent here by the red light.

With a pinch of the ghost's hand, the ghost action was suppressed, and the ghost invaded the memory. Not for a while. Yang Jian snorted coldly, and found a fallen ghost rider again, and used the ghost's supernatural to directly erase all the man's memories.

"The Ghost Riders of Daluo City have been almost wiped out and have degenerated into members of the Manor of the Terror. The situation in Dafeng City is not good, and there must be unjust deaths when all the ghost riders are killed, but there must be fish that slip through the net after one killing. "Whoa

"This manor is too dangerous, and it is better to stifle the risk in the cradle before it spreads to other cities. On the contrary, once it comes to the end, the general trend is inevitable, and I am afraid that even I will not be able to compete with all the degenerate minions in the country. Yang Jian's eyes flashed with a dangerous light, and he took out the telegram from the fat man and tore it to pieces in a few blows.

This is done to summon the big iron gate that enters and exits the manor, and he has to go there himself, investigate the secrets of the manor, and find out who is hiding behind the scenes.

Suddenly.

"Di~Didi~Didi~" In the abandoned school, the sound of telegraph operation sounded in all directions.

Not for a while. The mossy walls shook with a bang, and the skin peeled off to reveal the outline of an iron door.

Finally, the large rusty iron gate emerged. Without hesitation, Yang Jian strode in directly.

Stepping through a door, the sky around him quickly darkened. As soon as he entered the manor, he immediately found himself in a sinister ghostly moth, and everything around him had changed strangely.

This is a farm with no end in sight, and the faint glow of the sporadic street lamps reflects the crucified scarecrows one by one in a terrifying and hideous light.

"Sure enough, this is the manor lord's supernatural place. I used to flood a group of scarecrows with a ghost lake, but I didn't expect it to reappear. Yan Yangjian opened his ghost eyes and glanced at the scarecrows in all directions, and even saw a strange ghost rider making a scarecrow.

It was a white-skinned foreign man, who was now wrapping a bloody corpse in thick straw and tying it to a cross, still holding a hammer and iron nails in his hand, and after nailing the limbs of the corpse with force, he carried the scarecrow on the cross and slowly erected it on the soft ground.

This is not an isolated phenomenon, in addition to the white-skinned foreign men, there are many ghost riders who make scarecrows like diligent gardeners.

As far as the eye can see, there are at least hundreds of terrifying scarecrows standing in this endless farm.

Maybe it's a task on the telegram, or maybe it's self-amusement, but one way or another. At this moment, Yang Jian's murderous intent was boiling.

Because most scarecrows, are yellow-skinned. The shallow crack on her forehead opened suddenly, and the white-gold light swept away, and the rolling heat wave swept out.

The dark manor was ignited, and the flames burned instantly.