Chapter 20 Man-made loss of control and the elderly

Author: Xiaoqiao Manyue

Chapter 20 Man-made loss of control and the elderly

Daxia, Dachuan?

Shen Lin, Li Leping?

Did S-class appear in the city of these two people? Why was it not in that memory?

He trusted that memory, but he did not believe it verbatim. Although he was curious about what happened to the two future captains, Shen Lin and Li Leping, his top priority was to deal with the matter at hand.

"I don't need the support of the ghost masters from the headquarters. I'll just send more gold when it arrives later."

"There are too many evil ghosts. If they are kept in place, big problems will easily occur." Wang Chaling said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I will arrange it. Then, I will leave it to you." Cao Yanhua said.

Various gold containers from Dabao City were prioritized and several large trucks were parked at the address left by Wang Chaling.

"Hello, Mr. Wang, my name is Zhou Yuan. I am the person in charge of Dabao City. I received an order from Deputy Minister Cao to come and meet you."

Zhou Yuan lowered his head and glanced at the various ghosts scattered on the ground, and couldn't help but swallow.

Originally, he just wanted to see who the person in charge of Dadong City was who came to his territory with a simple greeting.

Now that I have seen it, I can only say that I can't offend him. If all these evil ghosts on the ground are revived, they can kill him dozens of times.

"These evil ghosts have all been suppressed. They will not revive within five or six hours. You just need to put them into gold containers as soon as possible. By the way, some evil ghosts may carry curses. It is best not to touch them directly with your hands."

There were too many evil ghosts in this group, and most of them were restricted by his grandfather. He only imprisoned a few, so it was naturally impossible to understand all the rules of killing.

"Okay." Zhou Yuan, who was reaching out to Li Gui, looked stiff and quickly took out a pair of gold-woven gloves and put them on.

"Please stay here and watch for now. People from the headquarters and Dadong City will come soon. They will take away these evil spirits."

Leaving a hint to prevent this guy from becoming greedy and attacking the evil ghost, Wang Chaling drove the ghost realm away from here.

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Returning to the dark space again, Wang Chaling glanced in the direction of the white fog. Several ghosts were wandering near the white fog.

Some of them were already submerged in the white mist, and within a few seconds, they were completely invisible.

"The White Mist Ghost is absorbing the powerful ghosts and constantly strengthening itself. Should we deal with this White Mist Ghost first?"

Wang Chaling looked at the white mist that seemed to be swallowing the ghost. After thinking about it, he decided to ignore it for the time being.

"Gui Lip summoned most of the evil ghosts underground and the previously revived evil ghosts to attack me, and they were all imprisoned in the end. Baiwu doesn't have enough evil ghosts, so it won't be able to grow stronger. It will be a little troublesome at most."

Wang Chaling's figure suddenly appeared in front of the dilapidated wooden door, surrounded by four terrifying dead souls.

He glanced at the chain that was thrown to the ground and reached out to pick it up. It was a good thing.

There is not much in this supernatural place, but there are many ghosts and supernatural items, especially this kind of supernatural place related to the ghost controller trade.

Although it is just a chain that locks the door, it is not a simple chain that can lock the door of the ghost village.

Pushing open the empty door, the first thing you see is a street with shops on both sides.

"Sure enough, someone is up to something." Wang Chaling walked quickly to the door of a shop with an unusually cold expression.

Several human arms, legs, and a head without facial features were scattered from the door of the store to the interior.

There were long blood stains on the ground, extending into the depths of darkness.

Wang Chaling picked up a golden object on the ground. It was a gold badge with a cross on it.

"The ghost masters of the church originally wanted you to fight with the king's organization, but they actually reached out here. They are really looking for death."

Wang Chaling didn't know why foreign ghost masters could reach beyond Zhang Cave and reach inside, or whether there was intentional acquiescence from the older generation inside.

But since he reached out, he had to cut off his hand. However, Wang Chaling was a greedy person, and one "hand" could not satisfy him.

"Things are getting more and more, and I don't care if there are just a few more. I might as well go abroad before going to Fu County, so that those rats can be more at ease during this period."

Wang Chaling was not a good person, he admitted this, but he still went back to do some things.

Just as Wang Chaling bent down, a large number of people suddenly appeared in the originally empty street.

"Young man, what do you want to buy? My fabrics are the best in the whole village. Do you want to buy them back and make some clothes?"

The shop in front of me also became very clean, with all the blood and stumps disappearing, leaving only large and small pieces of cloth and a smiling boss.

Wang Chaling didn't answer. The area he just entered belongs to the trading area of ​​the ghost village. You can't talk freely here.

Against the flow of people, Wang Chaling kept walking towards the end of the street. Red blood kept pouring out from around him, and the whole street seemed to be submerged.

Only Wang Chaling was surrounded by four dead souls, cutting off a small space.

"Wang Chaling, don't leave, there is a problem ahead..."

"Wang Chaling, come back. The curse of the Wang family has ended. Go back with your parents..."

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A large group of bloody people were blocked outside, and low murmurs echoed in Wang Chaling's ears.

Wang Chaling looked bored. This kind of voice was not only harassment, but also had some supernatural power.

It won't have much impact on Wang Chaling, but he still needs to use strength to offset it. After all, his body is still a human body, and he has no idea of ​​changing his body.

Several illusory figures appeared next to Wang Chaling. Their appearance and body shape were the same as his, and they gradually solidified under the influence of the deceiving ghost.

There was about half of the ashes left in the brocade bag, so Wang Chaling took out a small portion and divided some of the body.

Then several created bodies were sent out, and the ashes were scattered on the bodies.

The surrounding bloody figures all became quiet at this moment, their eyes were dead and horrified as they looked at the bodies coming out.

"The trading area seems to be quite peaceful. There are only shadows. The ghosts in those shops haven't come out yet."

When Wang Chaling left, he was also observing the surrounding shops. There was basically a boss inside, who enthusiastically greeted him to go in and "spend".

But without exception, no "boss" steps out of their store, only inside the store.

In addition, Wang Chaling also saw several foreign faces, standing in the shop with numb expressions.

Obviously, these people are probably the same group who came in to cause trouble. When things happen, people are also in trouble.

Walking all the way to the end of the street, Wang Chaling's expression became more and more serious, and he knew that the real highlight was next.

The essence of the trading area is for trading. Even if the ghost village was sealed later, it has been well preserved.

Maintaining a relatively independent relationship with the core of the ghost village allows the trading area to maintain the ability to suppress the ghosts after the ghost village loses control.

But the area at the back is no longer good. It belongs entirely to the ghost village and is out of control.

The trading and residential area is blocked by a river, and a small stone bridge spans the river for people to pass.

Looking across the river, thirty-six tile-roofed houses are scattered in a small area. People wearing Republican costumes are coming and going in the tile-roofed houses, talking and laughing, which is very lively.

On the other side of the bridge, an old man carrying a basket was sitting quietly by the bridge, smiling and nodding to Wang Chaling.

Meng Xiaodong.

Wang Chaling looked at the old woman. Although her features were not very obvious, Wang Chaling could not think of anyone else besides her who could be so leisurely in this out-of-control ghost village at this time.

Wang Chaling withdrew his gaze and went over first.

This bridge cannot be walked directly across. There is a fierce ghost sealed inside. Walking directly across it is equivalent to stepping on that ghost.

At that time, the evil ghost will be transferred to the people who walk on the bridge. Every step on the bridge, the evil ghost's erosion will be intensified.

But it doesn’t matter, that’s for ordinary ghost masters, and Wang Chaling is not in the ranks of ordinary ghost masters.

The dead souls of the Wang family stood on the bridge, suppressing the evil ghost sealed on the bridge.

Wang Chaling walked over without any burden.

"The boy from the Wang family is pretty good." The old woman raised her eyes and looked at Wang Chaling, and the old man said with a smile.

"It's just luck that I inherited the legacy of my ancestors." Wang Chaling shook his head and said. After being "beaten" several times, he still recognized himself clearly.

"Whether it's what's left by our ancestors or what we've earned, isn't it all our own?" the old woman shook her head.

She was not surprised that Wang Chaling recognized her. She had dealt with the Wang family and his wife, and it was normal for the Wang family to have internal records.

"Granny Meng, I would like to ask, are you letting things go here intentionally?" Wang Chaling said directly.

"That's right. The people of your previous generation also had some plans. They needed things here, but they just relied on the help of outsiders. Of course, those people were left behind, otherwise I wouldn't be here."

Allowing foreigners to interfere in domestic supernatural places, although it is just a simple waste utilization, if it is not dealt with cleanly.

The older generation doesn't care about any plans or not, just stay with them in the supernatural place.

In addition, even if they can be dealt with cleanly, they still have to have a certain background for the big guys to let them go.

"Zhang Xianguang?!"

The name came to Wang Chaling's mind. Zhang Xianguang was Zhang Dong's son.

Only the other party has this background, and those big bosses turned a blind eye to his behavior for the sake of his parents, so they let Meng Xiaodong stay here specifically to help the other party clean up the mess.
To be continued...