Mysterious Resurrection of Man Tianqin

Chapter 101 Yang Jian's Request (4500 words, please subscribe)
"Let Yang Jian come? How is it possible? He has already announced that he is offline, and he will only use his name in the headquarters in the future."

Cao Yanhua had a headache, several things collided together, and it was beyond his ability to solve it.

"I can convince him that there is still a deal between us."

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and said.

The situation is stronger than people, he must try.

He acted quickly and called Yang Jian's private number, so he was connected quickly.

He briefly explained the situation to Yang Jian.

"The headquarters was almost overturned? Hehe, that's really a good thing."

Yang Jian was standing on the top of the Pingan Building at the moment. He came here as soon as he returned to Dajing City. He swung his hatchet and launched an attack through the footprints left by Fang Shiming. Now he is waiting for the result.

In his eyes, if Fang Shiming is still alive, he will definitely attack him immediately, and may sneak attack him again with ghost scissors. Therefore, he is now on full alert, waiting to guard against Fang Shiming.

If after dawn, Fang Shiming's attack has not yet arrived, it proves that the other party is really dead.

He is waiting, waiting for dawn.

As for everything in the headquarters, he didn't care at all.

To be honest, he is already tired of these intrigues. In the game between him and his circle of friends, he is the victim of the headquarters' consideration of the overall situation.

If it weren't for the fact that the call was from Wang Xiaoming, he wouldn't even be able to answer the connection.

"I know you are dissatisfied with the headquarters, but now that the headquarters has been knocked on the door, once the headquarters is finished, no ghost master can stay out of it. Do you think you can stay out of it if you stay in Dachang City? This is a matter related to the entire spiritual circle. .”

This time Wang Xiaoming spoke the truth very rarely, which is a rare thing for him. He always likes to measure people, things, and even ghosts by their value. As long as the value is high enough, he will not die now There will be no hesitation.

"So? What do you want to say? I came to Dajing City, including joining the headquarters, just to survive better in the future, but obviously, my goal has been achieved, but it has not been achieved. If there is no music box, you think I am now Can I still stand here and talk to you?"

Yang Jian opened the ghost domain, and said while looking around.

"Being attacked by a folk ghost master, even the captain of the headquarters is useless? That's really a good thing, the other party's state is suspected to be as unkillable as mine? Then what does it matter to me? You want me to solve the other party?"

Yang Jian quickly understood what Wang Xiaoming said on the phone, and couldn't help but sneer.

"I already have a mature solution to the curse of the music box. I need to use a special ghost master from the experimental base and the headquarters. That ghost master is still in the headquarters. You don't care about the headquarters, you don't care about your own life and death. Bar?"

Wang Xiaoming said that almost all the ghost masters in the headquarters are rushing to the headquarters now, and among them is the key person to solve the curse of the music box. If this person dies, the plan will fail.

"Resolving the curse is something you promised, what do you mean now."

Yang Jian's voice turned cold. After confirming Fang Shiming's death tonight, he will leave here to find a solution to the music box curse.

But his plan is not limited to Wang Xiaoming, he has many options, if Wang Xiaoming wants to blackmail him with this, he is bound to be disappointed.

"The meaning is very simple. Now that the headquarters is under attack, if Guo Fan dies, it will be useless even if I agree to you, because the key part of the plan is gone, so I want you to stop the person who attacked the headquarters, at least Don't let him continue to sabotage at the headquarters, otherwise there is no need for this plan to be implemented."

Wang Xiaoming said slowly, he had conspired against Yang Jian, and the other party couldn't blame him.

Because once Guo Fan dies in the headquarters ahead of time, the plan will fail. He is the most important link here, used to adjust the consciousness of the living and resist the curse of the music box. Yang Jian understands this, and he also understands it.

"Although what you said is very reasonable, the opponent also has something similar to a music box. It is in the same state as me. It is meaningless to fight the opponent with a high probability."

Yang Jian opened his mouth slowly, he was tired enough from the battle with Moments at night, which made him physically and mentally exhausted, and now he has no other thoughts at all.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaoming knew that things had turned for the better, and quickly said: "Our previous transaction is still counting, meaningless is the greatest meaning, as long as you can stop him, or you just need to find a way to prevent the other party from killing the headquarters again." Even if the deal is concluded, I can promise you instead of the headquarters and meet your three requirements, in any aspect."

Any requests, three?It really cost money.

Yang Jian's face froze. He naturally understood that these three requests were unusual, and they could not be compared with the three conditions for giving up the captain's plan. up.

"I'm waiting for the news of Fang Shiming's death. If the other party hasn't attacked me before dawn, it will prove that he is really dead. I have to confirm that he is really dead before I can think about other things."

The melody of the music box echoed in Yang Jian's mind, and he still dare not relax his vigilance.

Before dawn?
Wang Xiaoming looked up at the sky, and then his face turned black. His sky was pitch black, and it was a big iron rod with a metallic texture. He couldn't see the end at a glance, and he could see the sky from anywhere.

"It's almost dawn. Since you opened the music box, you won't die for the time being. Come to the headquarters as soon as possible to support. Now the headquarters is taking lives if they want to stop the other party. I don't know if a few ghost masters will die."

Wang Xiaoming glanced at the mess around and reminded.

He had already received reports that ghosts were thrown from the iron rod from time to time, like shells, and ghosts were thrown from the sky to kill people.

"You are begging me to do something, don't rush."

Yang Jian said unhurriedly, he was indeed very interested in the person who attacked the headquarters, but he didn't want to make a move, he just wanted to see what kind of fierce man this was.

Naturally, he doesn't have a good impression of the headquarters. He understands the practice of sacrificing personal interests for the overall situation, but he doesn't agree with it. This may be in exchange for temporary benefits, but once people's hearts start to disperse, they will never gather again.

"Dawn, Fang Shiming didn't attack me before dawn, so I will return to the headquarters and complete the transaction."

The facts were right as he had expected. Fang Shiming, who was sitting in the basement not long ago, stood by the oil lamp, waiting tremblingly for the dawn.

Suddenly, the golden flames flickering on the oil lamp suddenly rose up, and then the oil lamp exploded and was split in two. The fragments fell on his face, which made him a little unbelievable.

"Yang Jian, you're really good! Be brave! Let's see which one of us has the better fate!"

He took a deep breath, smiled instead of anger, and immediately took out a pair of scissors from his pocket. The scissors were not of contemporary style, but a product of the Republic of China era. They were covered with various thick hairs, and then he He took out a stack of Yang Jian's photos, selected one with Yang Jian's name engraved on it, and prepared to cut it out.

What He Yang Jian expected was right, he never took revenge overnight, and it was his style to fight back immediately.

"Isn't it just a matter of life? You cut me once, and I'll cut you again. Let's see who dies first!"

He didn't think about how Yang Jian's attack was done. It was meaningless. Once there was a second time, it was useless to delve into this kind of thing. He had ghost scissors in his hand, and he also had countermeasures.

"No, I've seen the film once, and now I'm on the verge of Li Gui's recovery. I don't know if Yang Jian is dead or not, but I can't bear the price and I'm sure I'll die."

His hand holding the scissors stopped, but he didn't let go immediately. The whole basement was quickly plunged into darkness. Tick-tock corpse water dripped down from nowhere, and the rotten smell in the air His brows frowned, and at some point, a pale human head was placed in front of him, and a dead body with an invisible face appeared under the sofa in the basement, so close at hand, it was reaching out to grab him at this moment .

This is the curse of the ghost scissors. If you cut it, you have to bear the price of the curse. Under normal circumstances, this kind of curse is not taken seriously by him.

But after fighting with Yang Jian and watching the film again, his current state is simply not enough to continue to bear this kind of price.

"Damn it, I'm really not reconciled."

Fang Shiming put down Yang Jian's photo, quickly put away the ghost scissors, put them in a gold box, and immediately took away the useful things in the basement, and fled the city decisively.

"Hurry up, don't let Yang Jian find out that I'm not dead yet. The above address is Dahong City. You have to go to Dahong City. Only there is a chance of survival."

Fang Shiming didn't dare to bet whether Yang Jian would come to him again, he was already panicked, and quietly packed up all the supernatural objects, and immediately went south to Dahong City.

"Whose nonsense is it that a gentleman doesn't take revenge overnight? There is a saying that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years."

It was similar to Yang Jian's calculation, but because of Sun Xing's joining, Fang Shiming did not attack him, which made him misjudge. By dawn, Yang Jian was convinced that Fang Shiming was dead.

"Haven't you received a counterattack yet? Wait a little longer. If there is no problem, you have to complete Wang Xiaoming's deal first. The solution to the curse of the music box is still in the hands of the other party. Now it won't be too stiff."

Yang Jian was still waiting, sitting on the Pingan Building and waiting. As for Wang Xiaoming's urging, he didn't take it seriously at all, he had his own judgment.

At this moment, the headquarters of Dajing City returned with several captain-level figures, and the ghost in the ghost master who was killed by Sun Xing was quickly eliminated, and the chaotic situation was contained to a certain extent.

"Sun Xing is still alive? Damn, he was the one who attacked the headquarters? Li Jun, why didn't you say it earlier!"

In the crowd, a brat looked at Li Jun who was next to him and jumped up suddenly. This was a critical moment for the headquarters. This night, after receiving the news, countless ghost masters gathered here. Of course, most of them were hugging and watching. Everyone knows the purpose of the excitement. No one thinks that the responsibility will fall on themselves when the sky falls.

"You seem happy?"

Li Jun's face darkened, and he stopped talking to him.

"This is about to happen."

In the crowd, Chen Yuan with a high ponytail came out, looked at the giant above his head, and said.

"Hey, good fight, hurry up and overthrow the headquarters. Father Xiong has done his duty for the headquarters. He has worked so hard for so long, and he is not even willing to help Father Xiong solve the ghost recovery. What a shit headquarters."

Xiong Wenwen's face was pale, and his breath was very bad. He muttered to the side that he had been in a bad state since the last time he went to Caesar Hotel with Yang Jian. He went to the amusement park not long ago. If the inner headquarters doesn't want to find a way, the "soul boy" in the headquarters will be offline in the future.

Hearing this, Li Jun became angry: "Xiong Wenwen, what are you talking about? Your ghost is quite special, and the headquarters has no solution for the time being. What do you mean it won't be solved for you? Will the headquarters not solve it for you if there is a way?"

"Didn't someone say that you can take the bus? Isn't that the way?"

Not to be outdone, Xiong Wenwen replied back. This was the safest method he had overheard overheard, but unfortunately the headquarters had never arranged for him.

"That bus is very dangerous, and its location is not fixed. It takes luck to even encounter it. Besides, your ability is so special that you can't deal with ghosts. If the headquarters sends you there, at least a few people must be arranged to protect you. It's very difficult to implement. Disaster."

In the crowd, a ghost master explained for Li Jun.

"Then there is still a method that you don't want to use? Isn't it that I am not that valuable now?"

Xiong Wenwen in the crowd clearly realized that his way of life had been cut off, so he retorted unceremoniously.

This time, Li Jun was also silent.

Few people got on that bus and came back alive. Maybe two out of ten would be good. Xiong Wenwen didn't have the ability to deal with the ghosts on the bus. It is simply unrealistic for a powerful ghost master to accompany him on the bus and act as a bodyguard.

Because it's useless to sit once, it can be relieved for a period of time at most, Xiong Wenwen can't control the second ghost, so he has to sit all the time, sit often, where can someone from the headquarters accompany him?What's more, once the ability is used, it will fall into the ghost recovery. For the headquarters, this is simply a loss-making business.

Of course, the most important thing is that the captain plan of the headquarters is now established. Many captains can deal with A-level and above supernatural events on their own. Xiong Wenwen's role is no longer as important as it was in the early days of supernatural events.

Sun Xing didn't care about what was going on under the iron rod. In Weijing, after Liu San and the others retreated, he appeared on a tall building under the iron rod, and saw a few wandering ghosts standing on the top floor with The big iron rod prevents the iron rod from falling down.

"The foundation of the headquarters is really solid."

Sun Xing pointed down. Normally speaking, even if there is a ghost supporting it, the iron rod can still be smashed down. Just because the ghost can support it does not mean that the building can also support it. But now that the building is supported, there is still a tattoo Nothing moved.

He still changed the appearance of "Wei Jing", grabbed the ghost on this floor and threw it down. Soon, the roof was completely empty, and the obstacle was broken through.

In the darkness, Sun Xing returned to the iron rod, flew into the sky, and then stepped down like a rocket.

boom! boom! boom!
The countless ghost masters staying at the headquarters looked up, all of them were shocked. Is this the sky falling?
But soon, their consternation turned into terror.

After the falling iron rod landed 20 meters above the ground, its castration remained undiminished, and it was still hitting the ground with force.

"Fuck, Sun Xing, don't kill me, I haven't died from the resuscitation of the ghost, don't let me die in your hands first!"

Xiong Wenwen squatted down, hugged his head, and screamed.

"Ruined!"

The iron rod was falling rapidly, from 20 meters, ten meters, and quickly dropped to a position five meters above the ground. At this time, it was already very dangerous. Although most ordinary people were lying on the ground, facing this situation so close things, still extremely flustered.

"Three meters."

Watching the iron rod fall, Sun Xing suddenly came back to his senses and looked around, because his pupils were so painful that two lines of blood and tears flowed out.

"Are you looking for me?"

On the iron rod, an ordinary-looking, ordinary-looking person came out from nowhere and looked at Sun Xing.

Sun Xing's heart twitched in an instant, his brain was a little dizzy, and he felt very familiar, but he couldn't remember who this person was.

But his intuition told him that this person was very, very dangerous.

"you are?"

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Li Leping."

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