Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 22 Wang Xiaoming: I am quite wealthy

"This world is really a bit strange." Zhang Yaocheng lit another cigarette and rolled his eyes, "Xiao Qian, you said you wanted to catch ghosts before, is that true?"

"Of course, I have experienced at least three supernatural events in the past few days..." Zhang Qian briefly recounted his experiences in the past few days.

Zhang Yaocheng hugged the trembling mother Zhang and showed his affection to his son, "Hundreds of people died at every turn... This is just what you saw, I don't know how many there are in other places."

Suddenly, Zhang Yaocheng seemed to have thought of something. He took out a card from his bag and said, "This is a capable person introduced to me by a boss at the party. It is said that he is a ghost controller. Have you heard of it?"

"Let me take a look." Zhang Qian reached out and took the business card, which felt as cold as picking up a pile of ice cubes.

The business card showed a teenage boy with narrow eyes and a cold smile.

"Xiao Fan...didn't that boss tell you that you can go to the person on the business card to solve supernatural incidents?" Zhang Qianmo stroked the card, "The boss even used himself as an example to tell you that Xiao Fan does have two skills. brush."

"That's right, how do you know?" Zhang Yaocheng was a little surprised, but when he saw Zhang Qian's expression was wrong, he reacted, "Is there something wrong with this thing?"

"It was discovered early, so it's still too late." Zhang Qian put his hand on Zhang Yaocheng's wrist and let out a burst of true energy to penetrate it.

Within a moment, Zhen Qi found some scattered Yin Qi in Father Zhang's body.

"Dad, please hold back, you may feel a little uncomfortable." Zhang Qian reminded kindly.

"Haha, your father started from scratch, and he has never seen anything in the world -" Zhang Yaocheng suddenly gritted his teeth at the sudden severe pain, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Zhang Ma wiped the sweat from his forehead distressedly, and then fed him another sip of water.

Zhang Yaocheng's clenched fist slowly relaxed and he said with difficulty: "It's not bad...it's just average."

Zhang Qian praised in unison: "Awesome, worthy of being my dad."

"Did you get rid of the tricks left by Xiao Fan?" Zhang Yaocheng took a breath, "Did he put a curse on me or something like that?"

"Absolutely. Ghost controllers are people who have obtained part of the power of ghosts. Most of them are abnormal. You should avoid contact with these guys in the future."

Zhang Qian pointed at the card and said, "Xiao Fan left some supernatural power in this card. Long-term exposure will make people feel like falling into an ice cave and even put their lives in danger. When you call him for help, he will stop the erosion and borrow This will earn you your thanks and reward.”

But the damage caused by erosion cannot be undone. Zhang Qian is unique and it took a long time for Zhang's father to be eroded before he could eradicate the supernatural. If one of the two is missing, it is likely to lead to a situation like Liu Ren's.

"Why don't we spend money to avoid disaster? If he wants three to five billion, I will give it to him." Zhang Yaocheng hesitated for a moment and said these seemingly cowardly words.

Although Zhang Yaocheng is just an ordinary person, he can also feel the danger of supernatural beings. Rather than inflicting unknown hatred on his son, it is more cost-effective for him to spend money and avoid disasters.

"Don't worry, this guy probably hasn't found out yet. I will ask the headquarters to punish him when the time comes." Zhang Qian said with relief, "How about if it doesn't work, let's give him the money again?"

"You know more about this than me, so of course I'll listen to you." Zhang Yaocheng agreed without hesitation.

Zhang Qian then took out a pen and paper and taught the two old people what to do after encountering a ghost.

"The most important thing when encountering supernatural beings is to stay calm. Ghosts are unconscious and only kill according to the rules. Each ghost kills according to different rules. It may be because it hears you talking or is touched by you... "

"In short, the more actions you take, the easier it is to trigger the pattern, leading to attacks by ghosts. So you must act calmly and wait for rescue. If you can find out the pattern, it will be much easier to survive."

Speaking of this, Zhang Qian's eyes flashed, and he quietly looked at Zhang Yaocheng.

Zhang Yaocheng was stunned for a moment when he saw the coldness in Zhang Qian's eyes, and then nodded understandingly.If there is a supernatural incident, those idiots who can't be persuaded will find hope for others to survive.

"Supernatural powers have just emerged, and I don't know much about them. To sum up, I only have a few sentences." Zhang Qian quickly wrote down a few notes and handed it to Dad Zhang.

"Okay, I will remember it..." Zhang Yaocheng recited the note silently and solemnly put it into his pocket.

"Stop talking about this, let's talk about something happy." Zhang Qian said mysteriously, "What business are you doing recently? I have a 100% way to make money here."

"Really, let's talk about it?" Zhang Yaocheng cheered up. Could it be that Zhang Qian could tell fortunes and predict the market?

Zhang Qian did not give in and said directly, "Gold is definitely the most valuable thing in the future, and it can even be called a strategic material."

"But the price of gold has been decreasing recently, and most people are taking action." Zhang Yaocheng thought for a moment, "Is this a game?"

"Yes, gold is the only substance that can affect or even isolate ghosts. Only objects made of gold can imprison ghosts." Zhang Qian said, taking out the gold box and showing it, "If its price can be reduced, then This shows that officials from various countries have joined forces to make a plan and want to use this to purchase large amounts of private gold."

"I see, but this kind of thing cannot be rushed. Buying gold in large quantities during a decline is likely to attract some bad looks."

Zhang Yaowen thought for a while and said: "If it is really a game, the price must fluctuate, and I will buy it when the next increase occurs."

Zhang Qian nodded and said he had no objection, "Dad, please find a trustworthy construction team. I plan to use gold to build a safe house. The headquarters owes me a lot of favors, which should be quite a lot when converted into gold."

Since a box made of gold can imprison evil spirits, wouldn't a house built of gold be able to ward off evil spirits?

However, his current financial resources are limited, so Zhang Qian plans to get a room first and seal it with gold for emergencies.

"No problem." After working hard for so many years, Zhang Yaocheng still has a group of trusted subordinates.

After explaining these things, Zhang Qian left home and went to the abandoned factory to wait for Wang Xiaoming's arrival.

During this period, he made a phone call with Feng Quan and Zhang Han and learned that they had left the police station.

I do not know how long it has been.

A familiar cough woke Zhang Qian from his meditation.

He opened his eyes and looked at the skinny Li Yan, and then looked at the young man standing behind Li Yan, wearing a white coat and looking like a researcher.

"Are you Professor Wang Xiaoming? Don't tell me this is another illusion."

"I'm not that boring, okay, it's painful to use strength." Li Yan complained in a hoarse voice, "The first thing you did after seeing me for so long was to doubt me."

"Yes, I am Wang Xiaoming. Where is the ghost skeleton?" Wang Xiaoming walked over to Li Yan and asked impatiently.

"Here it is." Zhang Qianxi poured out broken bones, "Where's the ghost you used for trading?"

"Li Jun, come in." Wang Xiaoming gave the order, and a heavy truck drove into the factory.

He opened the explosion-proof steel door of the cargo box, revealing a golden light inside.

"Pick two you like."

(End of this chapter)