The Game of Mystery Recovery

Chapter 237 The Taishi Chair That Can Be Teleported

Time passed slowly, and soon came the day when the distance and Yao Lao made an appointment.

"You're here." Yao Lao sat at the counter of the traditional Chinese medicine shop with a pair of sunglasses on his face, not surprised by Zhao Yi's arrival.

"After all, when the agreed time comes, I naturally need to come over."

Zhao Yi's face didn't change much, he was still indifferent, even when facing Yao Lao, he couldn't show the respect he once had.

"Since you're here, come here. I'll send you to that place. Maybe you can have a conversation with him while he still has his last breath."

Yao Lao didn't care about Zhao Yi's attitude. For him, only the general trend in the future needs to be paid attention to.

"Ah."

The conversation between the two was very brief, which may also be because the two have met many times, so there are not many topics to talk about.

Yao Lao led Zhao Yi around Datang's position, and walked to the innermost corner, where a red grand master's chair was placed.

"Go on, of course, if you don't want to go this way, you can also choose to take that bus. The bus should enter reality today." Yao Lao hunched over, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Forget it, let's go directly. Since he is your old friend, senior, I also want to see his appearance. If it is a bus, there should be no way to catch up, right?" Zhao Yi did not refuse to use the Taishi chair.

"That's good. After you sit on the grand master's chair, you think about transferring to another grand master's chair. Then you can go to that place."

Yao Lao's tone became a little serious, "There are seven such grand master chairs in total, I have one here, four at the place I asked you to go to, and the remaining two are at other people's places, so you , can't come down immediately."

"You can only reach your destination if you make sure that there are at least two grand master chairs around you. If you go to the wrong place, you may encounter some unsolvable dangers."

Zhao Yi nodded. One of the chairs of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China is with Yao Lao, and four are with Zhang Dong. So who will hold the remaining two chairs?
Luo Wensong's ghost post office?Meng Xiaodong's haunted area?Luo Qian's cemetery?Li Qingzhi's Caesar Hotel?
No matter which one of these four places is extremely dangerous, that is to say, the ghost post office is relatively safe, but its deepest secrets are the deepest.

"Don't be nervous, even if the teleportation of this chair exists in order, mine is number five, and the place you are going to is chair number one. If you are lucky, you should be able to teleport there soon."

Yao Lao laughed and said. "If you're unlucky, you'll be sent twice at most."

Zhao Yi was speechless, he teleported twice, that means you just teleported to the two chairs that Zhang Dong didn't hold.

He felt that Yao Lao seemed to be cheating himself, this kind of chair definitely had the ability of precise teleportation, but he just didn't tell himself.

"Yao Lao, is this chair ranked according to its strength?" Zhao Yi asked.

Yao Lao shook his head and said with a smile: "Sure enough, he is still a young man. As soon as he saw the serial number, he thought of strength, but this thing can be said to be obtained according to strength, or it can be said not to be obtained according to strength."

"It's just that the old friend held the number one, and no one would accept the others, and it's impossible to really fight, so everyone just took it by the way."

Zhao Yi was a little surprised by this statement, he thought that Zhang Dong was number one, sister Hong should be number two, and number three was between Luo Wensong and Luo Qian.

Now it seems that he still doesn't have enough understanding of supernatural aspects. Everyone's focus is different, so it is impossible to compare.

For example, when Meng Xiaodong entered the memory, there was no way for others to solve it. At most, he could only guarantee that he would not die.

Sister Hong's replica doll seems to be powerful, but the actual ghost of this type of layout is often not considered powerful.

For example, Luo Wensong, who is mortal and supernatural, superimposes to the extreme and even makes it impossible for Sister Hong to summon a replica doll.

There is also Luo Qian, that kind of absolute burial, in the face of absolute supernatural powers, the speed at which the duplicate dolls appear may not be as fast as the speed of burial.

As for Yao Lao and Li Qingzhi's methods, Zhao Yi was not very clear about them, but he would not be weak if he thought about it.

After all, even now, standing beside Yao Lao, Zhao Yi could feel the deep pressure, and there was a terrifying aura coming from him.

"Okay, the time is almost up, let's go, this time is an opportunity, maybe it can let you know how to go in the future, how to develop supernatural powers." Yao Lao returned to his seat.

Asking Zhao Yi to meet Zhang Dong was not his whim, nor was he really worried that no one would collect Zhang Dong's body for burial.

He just wanted Zhao Yi to meet that kind of absolute supernatural, that kind of supernatural that nothing could work in front of him, knowing how to go in the future, and at what point he was qualified to solve supernatural recovery.

Of course, he will not interfere with Zhao Yi's path. How to develop his supernatural powers or let him choose, this is just an improvement of seeing.

Zhao Yi sat on the grand teacher's chair, following Yao Lao's instructions in his heart, and silently said: "Transfer to the next chair."

As he meditated in his heart, the surroundings were suddenly enveloped in darkness.

This was a very strange state, Zhao Yi felt as if he was being pulled by some kind of force, and a sense of dizziness appeared in his mind.

Fortunately, this feeling of dizziness disappeared quickly, and Zhao Yi soon came to another area.

This is a bedroom with a dim, depressing light overhead.

The bedroom is not big. Although the old decoration style gives people a feeling of the last era, the place is very clean and tidy, as if someone lived in it.

But as soon as Zhao Yi appeared, he felt a creepy feeling.

It's like the ghost being controlled has encountered an irresistible existence, and instinctively wants to play dead and escape.

This feeling is not the restraint among the ghosts, but the encounter with the ghosts that are crushed by the level of terror.

It's like a guy who just became a ghost master is powerless to resist the starving ghost.

Of course, Zhao Yi's situation may be better. After all, he is a different kind now, a ghost, and he will not die in a physical sense.

Zhao Yi glanced around, and there was an oil painting hanging on the wall of a room opposite the door.

The person in the oil painting is a beautiful man from the period of the Republic of China, wearing a uniform, like a young warlord, and also like a nobleman, very temperamental.

In addition, there is a red canopy bed not far from Zhao Yi's side, and there seems to be a person lying on it.

Zhao Yi instinctively looked at the canopy bed. At this moment, his face changed suddenly, as if he had encountered some kind of irresistible danger.

(End of this chapter)