Mysterious Resurrection: I am practicing magic in troubled times

Chapter 4 Smoker
The police uncles did not embarrass Zhang Qian, but just invited him into an office.

"There will be someone special to talk to you next. I hope you will behave well." The police officer who brought him nodded towards the mirror on the side. The red light of the wireless headset in his ear flashed, as if he had received some kind of order and got up and left the room.

After a while, a slovenly man wearing a brown fur coat walked in. He had a messy beard on his chin and messy hair. He looked about 40 or [-] years old.

He sat down opposite Zhang Qian and leaned on the sofa shaking the cigarette ashes in his hand. "Ahem, relax. My name is Li Yan. I just want to chat with you."

"You're not a policeman, right?" Zhang Qian looked at Li Yan, who was out of tune with his environment, "Are you an official monk?"

Li Yan smiled and opened a folder, "Monk? A strange title."

"Normally we call ourselves ghost masters, and you have become one of us."

Then Li Yan held the cigarette in his mouth and turned the folder to Zhang Qian, "Not long ago, inexplicable weirdness came to our world. They can take away human lives casually, but all human means are against them. None of it works."

After taking a drag on his cigarette, he added, "We thought this was the end of human civilization until a few lucky people survived the supernatural incident and accidentally mastered part of the ghost's body."

"We call such people as ghost masters. By controlling the ghosts, the ghost masters gain the power to fight against the ghosts, but at the same time they have to bear a huge price."

As he spoke, Li Yan opened his shirt, revealing his skinny chest. A layer of withered skin wrapped around his ribs, rising and falling like a blower with his breathing.

"Due to the erosion of powerful ghosts, ghost masters are all short-lived ghosts. Unfortunately, from the moment you gain this power, your lifespan will not be long. What do you want to do in this short time?"

Zhang Qian looked at Li Yan and corrected him seriously, "Sorry, I am a cultivator. I feel that I should live a long life."

"Haha, okay, immortal cultivator." Li Yan regarded Zhang Qian as a middle-school boy. "Then can you share your future plans? For example, use your ability to make some money or get some beauties?"

"I'm not interested in these things." Zhang Qian thought for a while, "I just want to be an ordinary monk and protect my family."

"Well, is that so?" Li Yan put out his cigarette, stood up and extended his right hand to Zhang Qian, "Smoker Li Yan, nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you." Zhang Qian also stood up and shook his hand, but felt something burned his palm.

Zhang Qian was startled, threw away his hand, raised it and found no wound, and there was no sign of the flow of Qi.

He looked at Li Yan doubtfully, "What did you do?"

"I'm sorry." Li Yan apologized sincerely, "Extraordinary times, extraordinary means, many people with ulterior motives have caused a lot of harm to the headquarters, so the current review is stricter."

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Before Zhang Qian could ask, everything around him gradually broke apart like a phantom, and Li Yan's voice sounded in his ears again, "Thank you for solving this supernatural incident. I have other tasks. We will meet again when we have the opportunity."

"Bam—"

The illusion shattered, and Zhang Qian realized that he had never left the operating room. Judging from the clock on the wall, less than 1 minute had passed. "It's very strong, the Ghost Controller..."

"Hello, Comrade Zhang Qian, my name is Li Jun." A man in a suit pushed the door open with a medical team, "Mr. Li Yan asked me to bring you something."

Zhang Qian helped carry Director Liu onto the stretcher, "Yes, please." Li Jun received the reply and moved a black leather suitcase to the table. When he opened it, he found a small golden box.

"This thing..." The box under the light shone brightly, and Zhang Qian asked with some uncertainty, "Isn't it made of gold?"

"Yes." Li Jun nodded, "Mr. Li Yan said that he couldn't thank you in person, so he asked me to give you a box to hold the evil ghost in."

"Does gold have to be used to imprison a ghost?" Zhang Qian said and took out a ghost hand from his pocket. The temperature in the room suddenly dropped several degrees. "I feel that it is quite honest now."

Li Jun's pupils shrank suddenly. He had never encountered a ruthless person who pinched Li Gui. He reminded carefully, "Li Gui has many uncertain factors. According to current research, gold is the only substance that can isolate them. So it’s safer for you to lock it in.”

Zhang Qian pressed the ghost hand into the box, closed the lid and buttoned it, "Is this all right?"

Li Jun breathed a sigh of relief, "Yes, please don't tell the outside world about the role of gold for the time being."

"So I'm still considered an insider?"

"Of course, Mr. Li Yan is very optimistic about you. If you want to join the official team, you can skip the assessment directly."

"No, I don't really like the feeling of being controlled."

"It doesn't matter, we are willing to maintain a good cooperative relationship with you." Li Jun took out a bank card from his pocket and said, "This is your reward for solving the supernatural incident, a total of 100 million. If you are willing to hand over the ghost to the official If so, we can put an additional 1 million in the card.”

"Haoheng..." Zhang Qian was a little surprised, but still declined, "I want to study it myself first."

"It doesn't matter. There is a special phone here for you. If you have any requirements, you can contact us at any time." Li Jun took out a mobile phone and took out a small note at the same time, "This is a phone for ghost controllers." It is an open and anonymous website where you can search for various information, but it is best not to reveal your true identity.”

"That's about it. I have to go back to resume my life, so I won't disturb you." Li Jun saluted Zhang Qian with a standard military salute. "On behalf of the 476 survivors you saved, I would like to thank you for your efforts."

Zhang Qian was confused by his solemn posture, "Um, you're welcome?"

……

In a room of a guest house.

"...The above is the whole process of my meeting with Zhang Qian." Li Jun recounted what happened in the morning and asked curiously, "Professor Wang, why do you value this newcomer so much?"

Professor Wang Xiaoming is currently one of the top scientists in the country, and the only leader in the field of supernatural beings. Professor Wang discovered the law that gold can isolate evil ghosts.From a certain perspective, his status is higher than that of the leader of the Ghost Controller Headquarters. It is rare for him to care so much about a newcomer.

"Don't you believe Li Yan's vision?" Professor Wang read the evaluation written by Li Yan, "He is obviously a psychopath, but after becoming a ghost controller, he is calmer than ordinary people."

"And just becoming a ghost master can solve a supernatural incident that affects thousands of people. This kind of potential is rare."

Professor Wang put away the information and concluded, "He is a very valuable research subject."

(End of this chapter)