For the next few days, Wang Chaling stayed in his room, obtaining information from human vellum.

The information given by the human skin paper, even if it contains deadly traps, is of great value.

After Wang Chaling got what he wanted, he would not follow it at a glance, but selectively used some information to integrate it into the things he had planned, and at the same time used it to avoid some risks.

"It's a good thing, but it's a pity." Wang Chaling sighed, raised his eyes to look in a certain direction, and the figure disappeared into the room.

…………

"Me, alive?"

In the dark room, there was a dead silence, as if all human emotions had been lost, and the voice suddenly sounded, which made people a little creepy.

There is a folk saying that the first seven souls are returned, and there seems to be a certain connection with the supernatural, and on the day of the first seven, Yang Jian, who has long since died, went online again.

"Who are you?"

Yang Jian said abruptly, the ghost eyes on his body moved strangely, and whenever he wanted to look at a place, he would always unconsciously deviate from the direction.

But the direction that can be deviated is the correct direction in his cognition, which is a very contradictory feeling.

It could only be a ghost, or a ghost handler.

Drops of something like thick ink dripped from Yang Jian's body, and the black shadow under his feet struck towards the door.

"What are you kidding?!" Yang Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the headless ghost suddenly attacked him.

Smack, smack, smack~

The headless ghost's attack halted halfway through, and a crisp sound rang out outside the door.

"The person in charge of Dachang City, his strength is really good, and his heart is good, no wonder he can survive this supernatural incident."

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Wang Chaling, the person in charge of Dadong City, and I can count it as your reinforcement this time."

Under Yang Jian's gaze, Wang Chaling said unhurriedly, but his eyes looked at the person in front of him vaguely.

Even if he came back from the dead once, Yang Jian's strength is like that now, but he is such a person.

The future growth has left his peers far behind, and even he, who has been destined to stand at the top of the ghost rider since birth, has been overtaken by the latter.

"Yang Jian, don't be nervous, Wang Chaling is indeed a person from the headquarters, his strength is very strong, and the next action needs to be completed with the cooperation of the two of you."

Wang Xiaoming's voice came from the satellite phone in Wang Chaling's hand, and when he was about to come in, Wang Chaling dialed the phone.

Wang Xiaoming?

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and the ghost shadow under his feet slowly retracted, Wang Xiaoming had no need to deceive him.

At least until he loses his value.

"It took a while for your resurrection to take place, and the people in Dachang City were all sent out by me, and now only us and the ghosts are left in this city."

"The information about the ghosts, and the next countermeasures, will be explained to you by Professor Wang."

Wang Chaling didn't mean to explain to Yang Jian slowly, on the one hand, it was troublesome, and on the other hand, it was a matter of trust.

"By the way, this thing will be returned to you, and next, I will wait for you at Kobo Temple." Handing over a golden box, Wang Chaling's figure disappeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes.

The scarlet ghost eyes squirmed strangely, trying to find traces of Wang Chaling's movement, but to no avail.

Yang Jian opened the golden box and his eyes shrank sharply.

Vellum paper.

Didn't he give this thing to Zhang Wei? Did that guy do anything to Zhang Wei?

"Don't be nervous, your family members were transferred outside the city by Wang Chaling, and they are safe for the time being."

Wang Xiaoming seemed to guess Yang Jian's thoughts and explained.

"Besides, I'm curious about what Wang Chaling took away, is it convenient to talk about it?"

"It's none of your business...... Let's talk about the current situation, the supernatural incident in Dachang City should be over. Yang Jian said coldly.

Wang Xiaoming didn't insist on it, and told everything that had happened in the recent period of time, as well as Wang Chaling's plan.

"That person named Wang Chaling plans to release an S-class ghost to obtain supernatural items to end this supernatural event?"

"It's a crazy idea, but if your information isn't wrong, it's really the best solution at the moment."

"It's just, why do you need my cooperation, according to you, he alone is enough to complete these operations."

There is a tall person who comes to the top, and at this stage, the thoughts of the small people in Yang Jian have emerged again, and there is an idea of getting out.

"Your ghost eye comes from that confined ghost." Wang Xiaoming said calmly, not caring about the emotions that Yang Jian might have caused.

"Okay, I'll go."

Ghost Eye is one of the powerful ghosts controlled by Yang Jian, with great potential, but it is only a part of a powerful ghost.

This had to make him think about how powerful that ghost itself was, and now that Wang Chaling was actually going to release that ghost, it was impossible for him to ignore it directly.

The scarlet ghost realm was reflected on the ground, and a figure appeared at the entrance of the temple.

"You're here sooner than I thought." Wang Chaling, who was leaning against the tree, came over and said with a smile.

Yang Jian looked at Wang Chaling coldly, no matter what, Wang Chaling moved his things, and he couldn't give Wang Chaling a good face.

Wang Chaling didn't care: "Let's go." ”

Wang Chaling sent himself and Yang Jian to a large door in the basement through the ghost domain.

"Take it, I'm not sure what will happen next, it's better to be careful, besides, this is also my reward for using your supernatural items." Wang Chaling took out three red candles and handed them to Yang Jian.

The blood-colored candle seems to be made of blood, and it has a strange beauty.

The Red Ghost Candle, one of the strategic resources produced by the headquarters, can play a great role in supernatural events.

It's just that for Wang Chaling, the red ghost candle, a pediatric resource, is not as useful as the white ghost candle.

Yang Jian was silent, looking at the man in front of him who was three red ghost candles as soon as he shot his shot, and suddenly there was a conflict in his heart.

Human skin paper is so valuable, it can be exchanged for so many resources just by using it, what if it is sold?

"The extra ones are even a meeting gift, and when this supernatural event is over, I wonder if we can talk about it?"

Yang Jian was no longer silent: "Yes." ”

There is such a wealthy and generous person who wants to make friends with him, Yang Jian feels that he can still consider it.

"It's time for us to go in."

Tearing off the gold leaf from the door, the monk who rushed behind him to stop him was bewildered by the spirit and muttered to himself against the wall.

The dark green candlelight spread in the darkness, illuminating this dark space, and also seeing their goal this time.

Lord of the Devil's Eyes!

A tall black figure was nailed to a bone tree by a rusty coffin.

Yang Jian's gaze stopped at the position of the black shadow's head, and there was a vacancy in that place, which was the location of Yang Jian's ghost eye.