As the arrangement in the memory was completed, the ghost who was about to become named Yu Zhile began to revisit the memory.

There has been a change in ghost painting.

In the room of 707, the skin of the young man in the lake began to shatter inch by inch, and red silk threads floated in the water.

The bride in her wedding dress slowly leaned towards the young man's body.

And the woman in white slowly sank, her feet fell into an unknown ground, and the young man's feet were dark, and the woman in white was slowly falling towards this darkness at the moment.

The young man's clothes had long since turned into rags and were corroded in the ghost lake.

The young man's torn porcelain body was exposed in the room.

The candlelight flickered, and a figure slowly appeared in the mirror, and the figure and the young man made the same movements, and gradually, the figure in the mirror slowly approached the mirror, as if he wanted to leave the mirror.

But the mirror shrouded in candlelight seems to be covered with a layer of skin, and the figure pushes the mirror out of an outline, but it can never leave the mirror.

Strange changes occurred, the darkness under the young man's feet gradually changed, and a blood-red coffin appeared strangely.

As the coffin appeared, the darkness beneath the young man's feet suddenly began to spread around.

Slowly, a strange suction force appeared, and the coffin slowly began to move towards the darkness.

Two figures, a cupboard appears on the coffin.

Wu Jun, wishing ghost, ghost cupboard......

An extremely terrifying ghost shell is being conceived.

……

……

The ghost paintings began to rush customers.

Zhang Dong and the others looked at the ghost paintings that began to change, and their expressions were very calm.

Meng Xiaodong looked at the changing sky, a little puzzled, her doppelganger had not come back yet.

The doppelganger had already cut off contact when she entered Yu Zhile's memory, and although she lost contact, she could feel the life and death of the doppelganger.

The clone is not dead, which shows that the situation inside is quite good.

"This kid is getting weirder and weirder......"

Meng Xiaodong shook her head suddenly, she felt ominous, but she didn't know where it came from.

This made her a little uneasy.

Unbeknownst to her, a ghost who had been born with wisdom and gained someone's memories through false supernatural beings was rapidly devouring her supernatural to replace her false identity.

Her self that existed in the past and now is being replaced.

Zhang Dong quickly regained his composure, and the ghost painting sent them out completely, and they left the ghost painting and appeared outside Dachang City.

There was also a middle-aged man with a pale expression who came out with him.

The middle-aged man looked gloomy and scolded.

"Little bastard, you're so ruthless!"

The middle-aged man scolded very dirty, and the four old men watched and listened like this.

The middle-aged man scolded and suddenly stopped, and he turned his head stiffly to look at the four old men.

"Hahaha, I see, I'm still calculating......"

The middle-aged man laughed, holding his stomach, laughing extremely rampantly, and his expression was hideous.

"Little ...... Little bastard, you are ruthless, you have counted it before and after, but I haven't counted it......"

"Yu Zhile, you're very good, very good!"

He knew that he couldn't run away today, he had been invaded in his memory, and he was able to run out because he had left his back hand, the ghost with Yu Zhile's memory was quietly invading him.

He didn't really care, as long as he went back, he would have a way to deal with this silent invasion.

But now there is no way.

He couldn't handle just one hole, let alone the ghost thing on crutches.

He can't leave today.

"Zhang Dong, I owe you?" The middle-aged man who laughed out loud finally had enough laughter.

He looked at Zhang Dong and tilted his head slightly.

Zhang Dong was expressionless and didn't say a word.

"Plus this time, you shot at me a total of four times, the first time was the time I killed Zhang Youhong, and that time I became a ghost slave in embarrassment, so I survived."

"The second, the third time, was when you were on the high-speed train some time ago, and you restarted me twice."

"This is the fourth time."

The middle-aged man lowered his face, "It makes sense for me to kill Zhang Youhong, it's normal for you to make a move, she is your relative, there's nothing wrong with that." ”

"But, that kid has no relationship with you and no reason, why do you want to make a move?"

"Could it be that he is your grandson?"

"But people don't believe Zhang."

"Oh......" Speaking of this, the middle-aged man suddenly realized, he looked at Zhang Dong, "For the old disrespectful old thing, Yu Qianliu didn't do anything to be sorry for you." ”

"Not only did you beat him, but you slept with his daughter-in-law."

"Tsk. No wonder, no wonder! ”

The corners of Luo Qian's mouth twitched slightly, and Qin Lao lowered his eyes slightly.

Meng Xiaodong's face was expressionless, and there was a subtle and invisible sarcasm in his eyes.

"Finished?" Zhang Dong looked at this former emperor of the sea.

How majestic was he before?

Before he became a ghost handler, he was also one of the dock workers under him.

Now, this man who had to tremble twice when he said a word about the sea market was calculated to such an extent by a junior.

It's hard not to be embarrassed.

"That's it, come on, docker Zhang Dong." The middle-aged man tidied up his clothes.

The emperor has the emperor's way of dying, and of course he must also have his own way of dying.

"You can't let me die at the hands of a junior, I can't afford to lose this person." The middle-aged man looked at Zhang Dong with a dead expression.

"I'm sorry, that's not an option for you." Zhang Dong sighed.

The middle-aged man's expression suddenly became hideous and angry.

"Zhang Dong! I used to treat you well! ”

"I know."

Zhang Dong waved his hand, his expression was calm, and suddenly several people disappeared.

It's like it never happened.

A day later, a bus stopped in Okawa City.

An old woman carrying a basket got out of the car with her body bent.

Zhang Donghu stood up and walked to the door of the car, he looked at Meng Xiaodong's back and suddenly asked, "Or you?" ”

Meng Xiaodong didn't stop, just turned his head slightly and smiled, "It's okay." ”

After speaking, Meng Xiaodong turned around, and his figure entered Dachuan City.

Zhang Dong was silent.

"Did something happen?" Luo Qian frowned and looked at Meng Xiaodong who was leaving, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

"It's fine." Zhang Dong turned around and sat down.

The two words made Luo Qian's frowning brows relax.

He said it's okay, then it's okay.

The bus went away quickly, and Zhang Dong looked at the city that quickly swept away from the window.

Memories involuntarily appear in my mind.

"Our time is about to pass...... Zhang Dong's eyes were dim, the old man was really an old man.

The distant afterglow was receding, and the bus was chasing after it, but it never caught up.

Walking into Dachuan City, returning to his room, looking at the familiar layout, Meng Xiaodong sighed.

"You're wrong, you shouldn't have such strong emotions."

"I'm doing a good job, don't take everything too seriously, so that I have a chance to be a savior."

The old man who was lying on his back slowly straightened his back, and the old man's face was rapidly becoming younger.

The body is also rising.

Soon, in the blink of an eye, a beautiful woman appeared in the gloomy room.

If someone who has seen the source of the ghost lake sees Meng Xiaodong at this moment, I am afraid that they will turn around and leave.

Because Meng Xiaodong's appearance at this moment is no different from that of Ghost Lake.

There are no mirrors in the living room, but there are in the room.

The woman put down the basket, walked into the room, and glanced at the cheongsam on the wooden shelf next to the bedside closet, with some disdain in her eyes.

"Living III? A sign of cowardice. ”

The woman came to the mirror and looked at her face, her eyes twinkling slightly.

"Not bad." The woman muttered, smiled, and recalled Zhang Dong's words before, and he sighed again.

Zhang Dong knew very well in his heart that after this meeting, it would be goodbye, and he and Meng Xiaodong would never have the opportunity to meet again.

"The era of the Republic of China is really gorgeous...... The woman's eyes narrowed slightly, Meng Xiaodong's memories are many, big, and useful.

"Grandpa, you almost ruined my good deeds."

"Isn't it for nothing that a false becomes true? You shouldn't be saying that. ”

In my memory, Grandpa almost ruined his plan.

It's good that it's just a little bit, otherwise he might not be an outlier.

Zhang Dong will shoot him to death.

Having a boat in a boat and not being in a boat are two different things.

"It's okay to start, with Meng Xiaodong's memories and ghosts, I can get a lot of things in Dachuan City."

"The deal with Elder Qin can be fulfilled."

"Take your time, the time in front belongs to Yang Jian, and the back belongs to me."

The woman muttered to herself.

……

At this moment, in Dachang City, a meeting is about to begin.

The ghost riders enter in turn.

The conference room was still very large, and the sound of a child beating was heard far inside.

"Beat me, do it, you little trash, don't blame the road if you can't do it, forget it if you can't do it yourself, others can do it, you are still here to force Lai Lai."

At the conference table, a small child put his feet on the table and looked at the grim-faced ghost rider in front of him with disdain.

The rest of the ghost riders looked at the joke.

"I don't think you dare to do it, garbage, cowardice."

Seeing that the man in front of him had a gloomy face and didn't say a word, the child rolled his eyes.

The man looked at the underwhelmed child, and his eyes wandered slightly in the direction of the door.

There was a neurotic man in a Taoist robe with two swords at his waist.

The child was covered by him, and by the headquarters.

Ye Zhen lit a cigarette, exhaled a breath of smoke, and slightly tilted his head to look at the ghost rider who was angrily sprayed by the little child.

"Not convinced?"

The ghost rider swallowed, his face changing slightly.

"If you don't accept it, hold it back, don't let Ye see it." Ye Zhen said casually, and then looked out the door.

He was waiting for someone, he had a fight with him before, and then lost.

Although it was because of that weird nail, losing is losing.

He had to fulfill a pact.

That's why he was able to attend meetings at Headquarters.

Yang Jian asked him to follow him to do something.

The ghost rider's face was ugly, and he was angry, but he didn't dare to vent it.

This Ye Zhen really dares to kill, and he will kill if he doesn't agree with him.

The headquarters didn't even dare to put a fart.

"Hehe, a bunch of garbage." The little kid clasped his hands and looked at everyone with disdain.

Cao Yang stretched out his hand to support his forehead, he knew what Teddy was.

Someone is not afraid of anything, and the rope shrinks directly as soon as the tail is released.

At the moment, that's the case with this little kid.

I don't know how this little kid was taken by Ye Zhen.

Zhao Jianguo, Cao Yanhua, Wang Xiaoming, and Li Jun walked towards the conference room, and they were a little surprised when they saw Ye Zhen standing at the door.

"Why are you here?" Cao Yanhua looked at Ye Zhen in surprise, looking at the young man who was swallowing clouds and spitting fog, they were also a little puzzled, when did this guy start smoking?

Ye Zhen glanced at a few people, he didn't have any interest in talking, and waved his hand, "Come and see." ”

And then I don't bother with a few people anymore.

The four of them didn't find themselves bored, and walked in on their own.

When they walked in, they heard the little kid Xiong Wenwen angrily spitting at everyone there, and Cao Yanhua's face suddenly darkened.

"Xiong Wenwen!" Cao Yanhua walked in front of Xiong Wenwen with a black face.

Xiong Wenwen's body was shocked, he looked back at Cao Yanhua stiffly, he swallowed his saliva, silently put his feet back, and then sat down honestly.

There are many people who can clean him up Xiong Wenwen, but there are really few who are not afraid of Ye, but there are always those who are not afraid, this Cao Yanhua is one, he is an ordinary person, but he is the deputy minister of the headquarters, and his words can make him Xiong Wenwen's ass be beaten for a few days.

Xiong Wenwen was embarrassed and didn't dare to be arrogant anymore.

Everyone looked at Xiong Wenwen in Yanba, and their hearts suddenly became happy.

Ye Zhen just glanced at it and didn't look at it anymore.

This is a matter of people's headquarters, it is not his business, and he disdains to show off his power with an ordinary person.

"Why isn't it lively? It was very lively before. ”

A young man appeared at the door of the conference room, and he looked at the quiet conference room with some surprise.

Everyone looked at this young man at this moment.

Everyone's eyes are a little different.

This is the ghost-eyed Yang Jian who made Ye Zhendu a foil, and then solved the starving ghost incident alone?

It doesn't look good.

A hairy boy.

That's what most people think in their hearts.

"Why did you smoke?" Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen strangely, wearing a robe and smoking, how did he see that something was wrong.

"Some people said I might be handsome if I smoked, so I thought I'd give it a try."

Ye Zhen looked at the cigarette in his hand and shook his head, "It doesn't taste very good." ”

As he spoke, he casually dropped the cigarette on the ground.

"Ye will help with your affairs, but it will take a little time, I promised one person one thing, I want to go to Daao City, it will take about a day." Ye Zhen said.

"Come to me when you're done." Yang Jian thought for a while and said.

Ye Zhen nodded, turned around and left the conference room directly.

He came here to say this to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked at Ye Zhen who was leaving, Ye Zhen walked out of the conference room and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The pupils of most of the people in the conference room suddenly shrank, ghostly!

This is a ghost, Ye Zhen's ghost!

The people in the conference room didn't know what Ye Zhen and Yang Jian said, but it was certainly not simple.

Yang Jian looked at the ghost riders with different faces, didn't pay too much attention, and casually found a place to start, the meeting was about to start.

In Taiping Ancient Town, He Yin'er, whose face was pale and dead, stood at the gate of the town waiting for a person.

Now she has embarked on the path arranged for her by Yu Zhile.

After controlling the ghost that Yu Zhile prepared for her, his grandfather's eyes were a little moist, and his grandfather at that time said a very strange sentence, "The spiritualists in their heyday were very strong. ”

She didn't know what a spiritualist in her heyday was, but she knew that after harnessing those ghosts, her life-saving ability and horror level had greatly improved.

Even the time to conjure has been shortened a bit.

She knew what that meant.

She was pinned on a lot of hopes, not only for her grandfather, but also for Yu Zhile.

"Let's go?" A man in a Taoist robe suddenly appeared in front of He Yin'er.

He Yin'er nodded.

"Now that Yu Zhile has not woken up, of course what Ye promised must be done." Ye Zhen said.

He Yin'er didn't speak, just looked into the distance.

When the young man wakes up, it may be difficult for her to appear in reality.

Her death is over.

The strong also need companions.

Ye Zhen didn't care too much, opened the ghost snake to wrap He Yin'er inside, and rushed towards Daao City.

A behind-the-scenes story is about to begin.

(End of chapter)