"But I'm not qualified to talk about those people." Wang Chaling thought of it this way, and if it was someone else who said that others disregarded the danger for the sake of profit, such as people like Li Jun, they still had some positions.

As far as Wang Chaling is concerned.

Wang Chaling, who did not receive that memory and had a very clear idea of his previous thoughts, was sure that he would definitely steal the starving ghost.

After receiving the memory, it didn't get much better, and there was no idea of beating a starving ghost, but it was a bad idea.

A terrifying supernatural event broke out in J City, and because of the deal with Qin Lao, he could also ignore it.

"Minister Cao, I'm all I say, what to do is up to you to decide, anyway, you haven't done it before." Wang Chaling said that what he said was that Cao Yanhua forcibly requisitioned people to deal with the supernatural incident during the ghost incident, and there was a long silence on the other end of the phone.

Wang Chaling didn't care so much, he hung up the phone directly, and it was enough to put forward some opinions, and it was impossible for him to really go to J City.

It doesn't matter what you say.

If he really goes to J City now, it is estimated that he will not have a fight with the ghost by then, and he will have to fight with Qin Lao first, and maybe he will have to face the impact of this supernatural bus.

The old people are always old, they don't have "decades" to live well, and their physical condition is not very good, but their things are not so easy to hold.

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J City, an office on a base in the outskirts of the city.

Cao Yanhua looked at the phone he hung up, his expression gloomy and uncertain: "Wang Chaling, Jiang Lan......... Old Qin, what exactly do you want to do? ”

can be the deputy minister of the headquarters and control everything in the headquarters in most cases, Cao Yanhua's ability in all aspects is not too bad, and he can think of many things from Wang Chaling's words.

"Maybe it's because I think it's too peaceful." Wang Xiaoming said that he had been in this office all along, and he had listened to all the conversations between Wang Chaling and Cao Yanhua.

"The pace of supernatural recovery is gradually accelerating, more and more terrifying ghosts are recovering, the old people in the past are dead, the old are old, they need the ghost riders of this era to grow up, the stable situation is suitable for the survival of ordinary people, but it is not suitable for the growth of ghost riders, the chaos in J City is the key to disrupting stability." Wang Xiaoming's face was calm, this approach is cruel, but in the long run, the benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

It's just that this practice requires a person with enough ability to play, and that person does not necessarily have the ability to open, but must have the supernatural ability to end everything.

Cao Yanhua's hands trembled a little: "I have always supported the decision made by Qin Lao, but this time why couldn't he tell me in advance, the ghost tamers have the cultivation method of the ghost tamers, but those ordinary people are different, the epidemic ghosts are out of control, the starving ghosts are out of control, how many more than 20 million people can survive?" ”

Cao Yanhua is not a good person, because it is impossible for a good person to sit in the position of vice minister, let alone handle the balance of forces.

He didn't have a problem cultivating a ghost rider in this way, but there were too many ordinary people affected this time, so many that even he couldn't afford it.

"When Lu Zhiwen comes back from the starving ghost incident, let him investigate Shen Liang's whereabouts and be sure to take out the coffin nails." Wang Xiaoming's mood also has some problems, but after all, he is still more rational and can arrange things as soon as possible.

"Lu Zhiwen? He's not ......"

"I asked him to take someone to deal with the starving ghost, that ghost's terrifying growth is the most terrifying among the known ghosts, Wang Chaling is right, I can't give it time to grow." Wang Xiaoming said.

Lu Zhiwen, one of the hidden hole cards in the headquarters, is mainly engaged in document sorting and other work, but his strength should not be underestimated.

Cao Yanhua's smile became more and more bitter.

Theoretically speaking, Lu Zhiwen needed to communicate with him, the deputy minister, because of various factors, he did not let people move, and he did not deceive Wang Chaling just now.

But who would have thought that Wang Xiaoming would actually do such a thing, directly ignore everyone, and forcibly send Lu Zhiwen out, he, the deputy minister, only now knew about it.

This is not a violation, Wang Xiaoming already has the authority to transfer the ghost riders belonging to the headquarters, and no one will say anything about it - Wang Xiaoming's research is enough to make people ignore many rules.

"Until the coffin nail is recovered, the starving ghost will be confined to a captain-level golden container all the time, guarded by Lu Zhiwen." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

"As for the plague ghost incident, let Liu San and Shen Lin come back and prepare to hold an emergency meeting to see what other people think." Wang Xiaoming already has a plan, but the risk is a bit big, so he is ready to hold a meeting to see what other people have planned.

People like Yang Jian, Shen Lin, and Li Leping have a very special advantage in supernatural events, and with some of their secrets, maybe there will be a good way.

"Okay, I'll arrange it right away." Cao Yanhua immediately said that he knew what Wang Xiaoming meant, and he was not suitable for doing many things, but Wang Xiaoming did not have that scruples, Cao Yanhua himself only needed to cooperate with Wang Xiaoming's arrangement, and he could exempt the opinions of the vast majority of people.

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"Shen Lin, the headquarters let us go back, don't worry about the plague ghost incident for the time being, what do you think?" The yellow-faced Liu San had a strange smile on his face.

He had been stained with a lot of fluorescent, but he didn't care about it, and behind the two of them, many festering paper figures were thrown to the ground at random.

Shen Lin glanced up at the turquoise light, after dealing with Jiang Lan, he had learned a lot from the other party, but there was still nothing he could do about the plague ghost.

"What can you think, the headquarters asked us to go back, most likely it is Wang Xiaoming's opinion, he estimates that he has any new ideas." Shen Lin said.

It may be that the headquarters has contacted Wang Chaling and Jiang Lan.

Shen Lin had personally witnessed the former fighting with a terrifying ghost, and the latter had fought in person, and the strength of these two people was probably the top in the captain's plan, and the plague ghost incident might not be difficult for them.

"Looks like you know a lot." Liu Sandao, he also thought of Wang Chaling's existence, although he didn't want to admit it, but with the horror of those two old ghosts, he was indeed able to suppress him Liu San.

Shen Lin didn't want to communicate too much with this guy who didn't know if it was the main body or the paper man, so he drove the ghost domain out of the scope of fluorescent erosion.

Liu San's smile gradually disappeared, his face became more and more yellow, and finally turned into a paper figure, and after a while, the surrounding fluorescence was forcibly dispersed, and the paper figure became dilapidated.

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The paranormal bus runs down the wide road.

There was silence in the car, Lin Bei knew from what Wang Chaling said that some big things were happening in the outside world, and he was busy searching for various information on the ghost rider's website at the moment, while Wang Chaling was thinking about his last two destinations.

Suddenly.

The speed of the bus began to slow down gradually, and a bus stop sign appeared in the field of vision of the two people not far away, and many people were waiting at the stop sign.

It was raining lightly outside, some people were holding umbrellas, and some people were barely hiding under the stop sign, and their faces showed a little joy when they saw the appearance of the bus.

Some of the people with umbrellas had already stepped off the platform, trying to get on the bus before anyone else else could find a place to sit – and they would have wanted to sit after a busy day.

The bus drove smoothly into the parking area, and the front door suddenly opened, but the rear door did not move, of course, no one cared about this.

The first to get on the bus was an aunt carrying vegetables, and as soon as she got on the bus, her steps stiffened, and she didn't go half a minute further.

"No, auntie, go inside as soon as you go up, there are so many people waiting behind." A tall and thin young man said.

The glass of the bus is a little dirty, the door is too narrow, and the size and height of the aunt are a little beyond the standard, and people outside can't see the situation inside the car.

The rest of the people were also talking about it, asking the aunt to hurry inside, and no one wanted to wait for the aunt slowly in the rain.

Occasionally, a few people are asking if there is something wrong with the aunt.

But the aunt didn't respond, after a short stalemate, she didn't advance but retreated, and kept walking towards the crowd, and for a while, the discussion became louder.

The sound stopped abruptly.

A group of people looked at the front door in horror, the muzzle of the black hole pointed directly at the crowd, and many people on the edge had already started to run.

"Stay away from me." Wang Chaling said indifferently, dealing with ordinary people, it is completely useless to say ghosts and the like, it is better to have a reliable gun.

Saying that ghosts will only be regarded as neuropathy by them, but pointing a gun at them, even if they say that they are neurotic, no one will refute them.

The crowd scattered and fled, but after a dozen seconds, there were no living people in the area where the bus stopped.

Four terrifying revenants forcibly suppressed a mutilated corpse on the seat, and even without the use of supernatural powers, four against one was enough to suppress the corpse.

A few minutes later, the bus started again and disappeared into the city, leaving behind the staff who received the report and watched the suspicious staff on the monitor.

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After a short stop in the city, the bus drove into the supernatural space again, and after a long time, the lake in the distance attracted Wang Chaling's attention.

"Ghost Lake, this is the second time." Wang Chaling always felt that except for the necessary stops, there were some problems with the rest of the routes, so many supernatural places, why would the ghost lake be bumped into by him twice.

If it is a coincidence, it is too coincidental.

This may just be Wang Chaling's thoughts, but in this terrifying world, it is not wrong to think more most of the time.

"Ghost Lake, maybe you can get involved in the future." met the ghost lake twice in a row, either by fate, or by someone calculating, Wang Chaling was also a little interested.

In that memory, didn't he say that his grandfather and grandmother teamed up to brush the ghost lake alone? He might be able to try it when he has the chance.

As before, the supernatural bus stopped here at the ghost lake, and a soaking ghost stepped out of the bus, but there was nothing to get on.

The number of passengers changed from 9 to 8.

Five minutes passed, and the door closed again.

At the moment when the bus started, Wang Chaling suddenly saw a familiar figure: "He Liansheng, what is he doing in Ghost Lake?" He Yin'er has been planted in the ghost lake? Or is it the anomaly of the ghost lake that attracted him? ”

Wang Chaling's question was destined to be unanswered, the supernatural bus kept moving forward, and He Liansheng's figure soon disappeared from his field of vision.

didn't dwell too much on this matter, with the strength of the gang in Taiping Ancient Town, it is not a problem to protect themselves in the ghost lake, but if you want to do something to the ghost lake, unless it is He Liansheng who summons spirits.

Leaving the ghost lake, the supernatural bus came to the deep mountains, and the strange mist shrouded in the deep mountains, blocking the sight of people snooping out.

"Seven hours, that's a long way." The speed of the bus began to slow down, Wang Chaling looked at his watch, and it took seven hours for the ghost bus to get from the ghost lake to this stop.

As the ghost bus stopped, the fog around the vehicle dissipated, and Wang Chaling also saw some things clearly, there were a few benches at the front door, and there was a pole hanging with a piece of cloth standing next to it, and there were words on the cloth, but the history of that cloth seemed to be a little long, and Wang Chaling couldn't see the handwriting on it clearly.

"A supernatural place that I haven't seen before, if Jiang Lan is around, it can provide me with some useful information." Wang Chaling looked at his surroundings, and there was nothing that matched his memory.

He had no intention of getting out of the car, this kind of inexplicable and weird place, it was easy to attract the attention of the ghosts when he got out of the car rashly, Wang Chaling didn't want to make trouble for himself.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes.........

Huh~Huh~Huh......

Just as Wang Chaling was counting the third minute, there was a sudden gasping sound outside the car, and the distance was getting closer and closer.

Ten seconds later.

A figure walked on the bus from the front door, Wang Chaling looked at it, wearing a robe, with a hat, with a heavy fog on his body, and a pair of straw sandals under his feet, almost completely covered by wet yellow mud, but he walked on the bus without leaving a mark.

It carried a bamboo back, which seemed to be heavy, forcing it to bend forward, and it was still panting, until it finally stopped in front of Wang Chaling.

Wang Chaling's eyes were cold, and the four souls came over and blocked in front of him, people and ghosts sat together, so he had to ask his family if they agreed.

Maybe the ghost bus was about to leave, or maybe the ghost sensed that Wang Chaling was not easy to mess with, so it chose to retreat and find another vacant seat to sit down.

The number on the electronic display has changed from 8 to 10.

"That backer is also a ghost?" Wang Chaling was a little unsure, there were too many suspicious places on that ghost, and the memorization was only the most suspicious.

Since the ghost got on the bus, there was no ghost on the bus, and the ghost bus continued to drive, passing through the thick fog and rolling mountains, and sinking into the thick darkness.

This part of the journey was longer than before, and it was ten hours without stopping, and finally came to a place that Wang Chaling was familiar with.

Storage bins.

A supernatural place left over from the era before the Republic of China, where Wang Chaling once took part of the puzzle of modifying ghosts, that is, the part that was originally controlled.

The vendors outside still looked deserted, but this time there was an extra figure, emaciated and hunchbacked, even if they were sitting, they were carrying two boxes of goods.

Ghost Merchants.

(End of chapter)