The Mysterious Recovery of the Forgotten World

Li Leping had no intention of getting involved in the matter of the starving ghost.

It seemed that Yang Jian was destined to be the one who had the ability to pull out the coffin nails from the tall figure under the Hongfa Temple alive.

But now, with the starving ghost incident coming to an end, the reason why Li Leping came here is also very simple.

As soon as the matter was resolved, Wang Xiaoming contacted him.

The starved ghost has been nailed to death by Yang Jian, but Li Leping is still in charge of the aftermath.

This is why the headquarters recruited him.

The impact of supernatural events is getting worse and worse. Once a super-large supernatural event like the starving ghost breaks out, the only way to suppress the news is to make people forget everything that happened.

For example, C-level supernatural events involving a small area can still suppress the spread of news in various ways.

But for large-scale supernatural events like starving ghosts, only special supernatural means can be used.

In a sense, this is also in line with the truth that only supernatural beings can fight supernatural beings.

But at this moment, Wang Xiaoming, who saw Li Leping's strange eyes, did not express anything, his face was still so cold, as if he didn't care about the smell on his body.

"You have come into contact with a lot of dead people, this smell should not be a big deal to you." Wang Xiaoming said calmly.

Li Leping waved his hand: "There is still a difference, after all, the source of this smell can cause people's physical nausea."

"Okay, that's all for the gossip."

Wang Xiaoming is not willing to discuss these disgusting topics with Li Leping here.

"I'm going to discuss something with Yang Jian, the person in charge of Dachang City, and then I have to rush to Daxia City."

"For the plague ghost incident?"

"It's good that you know it. Let's talk about the conditions for this shot." Wang Xiaoming said.

Of course, the meaning of the shot was not to let Li Leping assist in dealing with the S-level ghosts.

The degree of influence of the starving ghost is very bad, and it is definitely unrealistic to rely solely on the blockade of the Internet.

Only by using special means can the citizens forget all this.

At present, only Li Leping can achieve all this.

"Let's go out first."

Li Leping turned his head and looked at the end of the dark passage, which was still dark.

This city, which had been shrouded in despair for nearly a month, was finally rescued on this night.

It's a pity that many people did not survive this disaster, and they would never see the rising sun the next day, nor would they feel the warm sunshine.

Wang Xiaoming didn't object when he heard the words. He had been in this small, closed safe room for many days, so naturally he didn't want to stay in the small space any longer.

Having the ability to endure does not mean that there is a tendency to self-abuse.

Li Leping turned around and cleared the way ahead.

Followed by Wang Xiaoming, and a group of survivors.

Although Wang Xiaoming said, the matter has been resolved.

But after experiencing the depression and fear during this period, how could these survivors dare to be the first to go out to check the situation at this time?

What if something went wrong, and a dead child with a head in his arms suddenly ran out from the exit of the passage, wouldn't it scare people to death?

Everyone tacitly hid behind this man in the Interpol uniform, just because people thought he was wearing the same uniform as Yang Jian, so they subconsciously believed that he was reliable.

Guanjiang District.

This is a villa area where Yang Jian lives. The environment is beautiful, and there is even an artificial lake.

However, today's Guanjiang community is shrouded in death, and the lake is covered with duckweed because it has not been taken care of for too long.

The asphalt road was empty, the street lights on both sides had lost power and could not be turned on, and there was no living person on the road, only cars temporarily parked on the road.

The inside of each villa was dark, the door was open, and there were still several black handprints of different sizes on the door, the glass of the window was also broken, and there was no light inside.

As for whether there are any living people inside, Li Leping is not sure. Just looking at the signs of damage to these villas, it can be imagined that all the people inside should have been killed.

The one named Zhang Liqin should still be alive. She hid in Yang Jian's house and escaped the catastrophe by luck.

"It's over, it's over at last."

Looking at the Guanjiang community that was built by himself, but now trapped in a lifeless Guanjiang community, Zhang Xiangui let out a long breath, as if venting all the depression of this period of time.

Although he felt that after experiencing this disaster, his relatives and friends in Dachang City would probably all die.

But people at his age have already looked down on the death of others.

As long as it wasn't him, or his wife and children, it would be fine.

"No, Dad, my stomach hurts again, so let's go first."

Suddenly, Zhang Wei, a living creature, let out an inappropriate exclamation. Immediately afterwards, he hugged his grunting stomach, puffed, and ran to a distance. He didn't know whether he found a tree temporarily or ran Public toilets in the community, or simply run back to your own home to solve the problem?
He is bold, and has no fear of the surrounding darkness.

Unlike others, even though Wang Xiaoming has said many times that the matter is over, there is no problem here anymore.

However, the survivors still did not dare to go far, still fearing the ghosts in their hearts.

Especially that woman named Jiang Yan.

She seemed to be very timid, looking at the dark surroundings, she looked startled, stood still, holding herself with her hands, not daring to adapt to the darkness at all, let alone explore the situation further away.

In this way, she stayed near Wang Xiaoming with other survivors.

The two armed police couldn't stand it any longer, so they took them not far away to prevent unrelated people like them from eavesdropping on the conversation between Wang Xiaoming and Li Leping.

"Okay, let's talk about your conditions." Wang Xiaoming scanned the empty surroundings, and then said.

"Not urgent."

At this time, Li Leping seemed to have a sense, raised his head, and happened to witness a red light suddenly flashing in the night sky.

It was a strange red light that was particularly dazzling in the dark night. After piercing the sky, it descended and finally came to a certain place in Guanjiang Community.

"That's Yang Jian's ghost domain. Although I have no contact with this man named Yang Jian, this is his city after all, and you know, this person..."

Li Leping almost blurted out: "This man has a bad temper, and he killed your brother just now."

Fortunately, he didn't say anything, but changed his way of expression: "This person has a bad temper. If I start the forgetting plan without saying hello to him in advance, I'm afraid he will do something to me."

This is not nonsense, according to Yang Jian's temperament, if he finds out that someone has done something to Dachang City without his knowledge, I'm afraid he will come to play a game with Li Leping up.

It just so happened that Yang Jian came back, saving them from spending time looking for Yang Jian.

"You're right."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the flashing red light, nodded his head, and there was a complex ripple in his eyes.

Yang Jian is not only his brother-killing enemy, but also the hero of the entire Dachang City, and even the hero of this country.

"Where is that Jiang Yan?" Suddenly, a survivor asked.

"I don't know, it seems to be running in that direction." Another survivor pointed in one direction.

That was the direction where Yang Jian Ghost Domain finally landed.

"This Jiang Yan is timid, but she knows how to hug her thigh." Li Leping sighed.

"Let's go, go see Yang Jian." Wang Xiaoming also said at this time.