"Where the hell did he go?" Next to the ghost lake, He Yin'er looked at the ghost lake that had completely calmed down, and her brows were tightly locked.

The hidden danger caused by Shen Lin was solved, and it was solved inexplicably, which was very strange and easy.

Grandpa said that someone might have made a move, but he didn't know who it was.

Shen Lin stayed here for two days and then went back, and he didn't stay long.

"Could something be wrong?"

He Yin'er held the mobile phone and looked at the call that was not in the service area, a little silent.

Yu Zhile is really getting harder and harder to find, didn't he say that he wanted to go in and paint ghosts?

It's been almost a month.

What is he doing?

There is also the headquarters, I heard that the people over there are ready to kill Yu Zhile, but like her, they can't find where Yu Zhile is.

And then the headquarters was numb.

He Yin'er was a little melancholy, a rare irritability.

"Don't die......"

Dachang City, outside Huanggang Village.

Two gunshots rang out, and the pleas for mercy stopped abruptly.

The man named Wu Yue fell to the ground in horror, his body twitching slightly.

Wang Xiaoming threw the gun to Yang Jian, "I did what I could." ”

"You should be able to get through this by now."

People die and settle accounts, this is what Yang Jian demands.

He is fair, as long as he can sacrifice a Wu Yue for the sake of the country, it is nothing.

Wang Xiaoming looked at Yang Jian, killing Wu Yue was not a good choice, but now the benefits are greater than the losses later.

For the company's heart-to-heart problem, someone will solve it.

Yang Jian looked at Wu Yue, who was already dead, and nodded, "You can start the acquisition, casually, anything I have here is a very precious thing." ”

"I don't know much about business, you can make a price, you are satisfied, of course, provided that the company can come up with the money you said." Wang Xiaoming sat down and said.

Is this what it means to let your lion open his mouth?

Yang Jian thought about it slightly, thought about the market in the market, and the quotation that Wu Yue said before.

"Five hundred million."

After careful consideration, Yang Jian quoted a price.

"Okay, who's the finance, hit the money." Wang Xiaoming agreed.

Immediately, Sun Lihong came over nervously and scared: "Okay...... Okay Professor Wang. ”

“……”

Yang Jian was silent, and promised so refreshingly, is this price too low?

I don't know if it's too late to change my tune now.

"500 million is just a ghost coffin, I worked hard to transport it out of the village, and I also dismantled a sports car, these costs are counted...... Add another 50 million. Yang Jian stubbornly found an excuse to increase the price.

"Okay, let's call another 50 million." Wang Xiaoming calmly agreed.

“……”

Yang Jian felt that he was not suitable for business.

Seeing that Yang Jian no longer increased the price, Wang Xiaoming got up a little excitedly, "Happy cooperation." ”

Then he looked at Li Jun next to him, "Captain Li, please transport the ghost coffin back to the laboratory." ”

"Okay."

Li Jun stood up, and he immediately led a group of security guards to prepare to carry the ghost coffin.

"Professor Wang, we may have to hurry, someone was in Dachang City before, and now I don't know if he is still there, if you meet him, your safety may not be guaranteed." Zhao Jianguo walked to Wang Xiaoming's side with a solemn expression and whispered.

"The ghost rider who came out to accompany him this time is Captain Li, and it may not be enough to deal with him."

Wang Xiaoming nodded, that person's existence is indeed very dangerous.

But the research value is also great, but unfortunately, the headquarters has not been able to find the existence of that person.

Yang Jian listened to the conversation between the two, and a person's name popped up in his heart.

Yu Zhile, a ruthless man who controlled three ghosts with a guarantee and killed more than a dozen ghost riders in the headquarters.

I used to be in Dachang City, but now I don't know where to go.

Wang Xiaoming: They sped up the speed of loading.

And the follow-up transaction on Yang Jian's side has also changed from Wang Xiaoming to Sun Lihong, a woman who was very arrogant at the beginning, but now she is frightened.

The transaction was not very smooth, and the moment Yang Jian took out Feng Quan, Sun Lihong knew that she could no longer decide the value of the transaction.

She had no choice but to get up and explain the situation to Professor Wang.

Soon, Professor Wang hurriedly walked over and had a brief chat, and the price was negotiated in less than a few words.

Zhao Jianguo and Li Jun got into the car with black faces and left with body bags.

Yang Jian shrugged his shoulders indifferently, what is the difference between a ghost seller and a ghost seller?

Aren't they all for sale?

"This Yang Jian is really lawless......"

Zhao Jianguo's face was gloomy, "Even Interpol dares to buy and sell." ”

Li Jun's face was expressionless, but his eyelids occasionally twitched twice.

The car with the ghost coffin quickly drove down the hill.

"Yang Jian is doing things more and more like that Yu Zhile." Zhao Jianguo calmed down for a long time, and finally said such a sentence.

It's true, only you can't think of it, there's nothing he doesn't dare to do.

Yu Zhile is like this, and so is Yang Jian.

The personalities of the two people are almost the same, but Yang Jian still has humanity, while Yu Zhile does not, not at all.

Wang Xiaoming didn't speak, just looked at the ghost coffin next to him, and kept looking at it.

This ghost coffin may be the key to his changing world.

As long as the secret of the ghost coffin can be studied, the supernatural revival may be solved.

Just when Wang Xiaoming was thinking about how to study the ghost coffin, Li Jun's face changed suddenly.

"There are ghosts!"

The next moment, the surroundings were instantly plunged into darkness.

The darkness came very quickly, but it disappeared quickly.

The sound of brakes sounded one after another.

Li Jun hurriedly checked Professor Wang's safety, but fortunately, Professor Wang had nothing to do, and Li Jun breathed a sigh of relief.

The rest of the people didn't seem to be doing much.

But there was one thing missing from the car.

Wang Xiaoming's face was cloudy, his hand stopped in mid-air, staring at the empty place in front of him.

"Ghost ...... The ghost coffin is gone! Zhao Jianguo's face changed greatly.

The ghost coffin was gone, and it was just that moment of darkness and light.

"Find!" Wang Xiaoming's face was expressionless and he gave an order.

Suddenly, the convoy was busy.

said that at the foot of the mountain, a pickup truck shook slightly, Zhao Kaiming leaned out of the window to look, and a pitch-black coffin appeared behind the pickup truck out of thin air.

Zhao Kaiming smiled, started the pickup, and walked away.

What does it mean to be a fisherman?

Here it is.

"Wife, Xiaoya, parents, wait for me, it's soon, it's fast, that kid is about to come out, and my plan will start soon."

Zhao Kaiming muttered to himself, his eyes full of determination.

"Ahh......h

"Damn, whoever talks about Lao Tzu when he has nothing to do, and he won't let me eat well when he eats."

Yu Zhile held the rice bowl and sneezed.

The man rubbed his nose and looked around with an unhappy expression.

"I'm hiding in my dreams, and Old Qin won't let me go?"

"Isn't it just Dachang City, anyway, it's all in the end, what's the difference?"

Yu Zhile muttered.

"What are you muttering?" The old man tilted his head and looked at Yu Zhile.

"Nothing, scolding an old thing." Yu Zhile lowered his head and continued to grill rice.

The old man thought about it and didn't ask much, and took the rice, and a few pieces of braised pork on the rice made the old man have a great appetite.

"Uncle, you're still too stingy, you can get a few pieces of meat for more than two catties of pork." Yu Zhile pursed his lips, a little dissatisfied.

Can you eat something to taste whole, this old man is still stingy.

"What are you doing with so much food, just eat a taste." The old man squinted his eyes and said indifferently.

“……”

"Makes sense!"

Yu Zhile gave a thumbs up, which can only be said to be reasonable!

The old man beamed proudly and continued to look at the braised pork in the bowl and then grilled the rice.

Lunch was not sumptuous, but two people ate with relish.

This is the end of the lunch.

After lunch, the old and the young moved out of the deck chairs and began to bask in the sun.

In the quiet afternoon, the two closed their eyes and began to take a nap.

Yu Zhile had never been so relaxed, and the tense heartstrings were directly relaxed.

After a while, the snoring sounded, and Yu Zhile fell asleep.

The old man tilted his head slightly to look at Yu Zhile, who was not the slightest defense, and sighed silently in his heart.

"It seems that the outside world is not easy either."

The old man looked at the sky with a sadness in his eyes, and at this moment he really hoped that this handsome young man could put an end to the plight of their village.

Although it may be risky to pin your hopes on someone you have just met.

But somehow, he just felt that this young man was a person worthy of trust.

He may be ruthless, but he can take everything he can until he can't.

This kind of young man is really good.

The old man thought to himself, and gradually fell asleep.

Time passed slowly.

The old man woke up, and there was the sound of a blade breaking through the air.

The old man sat up and looked at the shirtless and sweaty young man in the courtyard.

"You can practice for a while, and there are many opportunities to swing a knife at night."

The old man looked at the sky, and it should be two hours before it got dark.

"The more skilled I am, the less injuries I'll have."

Yu Zhile still stopped waving the knife.

He walked to the water tank next to him, picked up the towel next to him and dipped it in water, first washing his face, and then wiping the sweat off his body.

"Which way are you going tonight?"

Yu Zhile turned his head to look at the old man, and the muscles and abdominal muscles on his body looked dazzling in the sun.

"Good figure, much better than when I was younger."

The old man looked up and down for a moment, and then continued, "Just like yesterday, I'm going to touch the butcher anyway." ”

"Okay, I'll go to the other side, I hope to see you at the entrance of the village this time." Yu Zhile nodded.

The old man shook his head, "Impossible, I didn't think about going to the entrance of the village, I just wanted to fight with the butcher, anyway, I can't win every time." ”

Hearing the old man's indifferent words, Yu Zhile didn't say anything, and washed the sweat off the knife with water.

Then Yu Zhile sat on the stool and began to wipe the long knife.

There were still two hours left before dark, and he could rest for a while.

The knife is basically already familiar.

Kill a little more at night and you should be completely familiar.

The wind blows the trees, and the golden sunlight sprinkles on the mountains, which are about to recede.

It gets dark in the countryside at about six or seven o'clock.

It's five o'clock, and it's almost dusk.

Yu Zhile wiped the water stains on the knife, and then crossed the knife on his lap.

Yu Zhile sat cross-legged on a chair and looked at the scenery outside the courtyard.

"If, I mean, if, there are no ghosts in this world, and ghosts only exist in legends, and they don't exist, then many ordinary people are happy." Yu Zhile looked at this scene and said.

"Indeed, just like us here, without that ghostly thing, we will be very happy, although there are some disputes, but they will not be too intense, and the folk customs will still be simple."

"We will be happy." The old man nodded and said.

"That's true, but I'm not happy." Yu Zhile's eyes turned cold.

"Without ghosts, without such things, I would be an ant among all living beings."

"Being troubled by tea, rice, oil and salt, if there is no family without care, it may be a little easier, but this is not happiness."

"So, I think it's good that ghosts exist, even because they will cause many people to die, and even the whole world will be subverted because of it, even if I will die at the hands of ghosts."

"But at least I got up the mountain with this thing and saw scenery that I hadn't seen in my life before."

"I know that my mentality is wrong, I should destroy the whole world for my own thoughts, and I should not look at human life like ants."

"My grandfather pinned a hope on me, a savior's hope."

"But the savior shouldn't be me, it should be a person named Yang Jian, who used his life to end the supernatural."

"But my grandfather won't agree."

Yu Zhile looked up at the sky, his eyes full of coldness.

"In order to prevent me from lying down, Grandpa forcibly put on me something extremely terrifying and involved everyone's plan."

"As a result, every step I take is touching the interests of others."

"These interests are good and bad, some are salvation and some are destruction...... A lot. ”

"I am Tang Seng meat now, and those who want to get what is on me are those demons and monsters."

"Uncle, you may not know what it's like to take a step and be calculated."

"Before I came in, I was haunted by a ghost who told me to buy flowers."

"I'm actually going to get tired, too."

"But I have to live, I can die, but I can't die like this, I have to see the end, I can't live up to my grandfather's hopes."

"So, I can only kill, kill all those who are not good for me."

"Kill all the people who calculate me, even one hero who protects the stability of reality."

"I'm going to fight, for the name of the Savior." Yu Zhile's face became a little hideous.

"I'm just an eighteen-year-old student, an ordinary person who just wants to live."

The old man looked at Yu Zhile who was crazy at the moment silently, he didn't know what to say, after a long time, he sighed, "Go for it, whether it's right or wrong, whether it's right or wrong, as long as you think it's right, it's okay." ”

"As long as you don't regret it in the end."

"What is life for? In order to have no regrets. ”

"Kill, kill until no one dares to calculate you, no one dares to face you, and then you have to be a savior if you are not a savior."

"When you really get to the top and look down on the ants, I hope you can think of one thing, can you do something for these ants, even if it's just something you can."

"Or handouts."

Yu Zhile tilted his head, looked at the old man, and suddenly laughed, "Haha, old man, if you can control ghosts, if you can grow up, then you must be a good person." ”

"It's not a derogatory, it's a compliment."

"That'...... I thank you ha. The old man said with a dark face, and then stopped looking at Yu Zhile.

"Hungry, uncle, get me something to eat?" Yu Zhile leaned back on the recliner.

"Foodie." The old man cursed, but got up and went to the kitchen.

After a while, the old man walked over with two bowls of egg fried rice.

"Hehe, thank you, uncle." Yu Zhile reached out and took the egg fried rice and began to gobble it up directly.

"Well, it's delicious, it's really delicious."

Yu Zhile raised his head with a bulging mouth, the old man just wanted to say a nonsense, but when he saw Yu Zhile's tearful face, he was silent, just silently pulling the egg fried rice in the bowl.

There's so much pressure on this kid.

It's getting dark.

(End of chapter)