I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 119 Arrival
  "It's getting foggy!"

Tong Qian stood up suddenly and could clearly see that without even walking to the door, a thin layer of white mist began to spread. The walls and doors of the house did not have the slightest blocking effect, as if they did not exist. White mist poured in, turning the room into a dreamlike state.

The familiar feeling of intimacy came, and Liu Qingqing let out a comfortable moan, "This is Brother Yuan's mist, I feel much more comfortable."

Tong Qian looked over in surprise, "You..."

Liu Qingqing blushed suddenly, knowing that her performance just now was too exaggerated, and quickly explained: "Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand, I just feel more comfortable in this fog, there is no other meaning."

Tong Qian nodded, "I also think it will be more comfortable in the fog. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that we were eroded by the supernatural power of the Peace Hotel."

Liu Qingqing recalled the knowledge she learned at the headquarters and wondered: "Shouldn't it be painful to be corroded by supernatural power? Why do you feel pleasure?"

Comfort and pleasure are two feelings.

Tong Qian didn't notice the strangeness in Liu Qingqing's words. She pondered for a while and figured out the reason. "I don't know. Supernatural events are always so weird. It's normal that we can't figure it out. The most important thing now is the boss." In this situation, he won’t be in any trouble, right?”

Lin Yuan's ordinary worldview prevents his supernatural power from spreading independently and can only passively escape. This also results in the White Mist Ghost Realm not having too terrifying displays.

But now?
  In reality, the light fog that should not have much impact on the line of sight has now become extremely thick, and it has reached the point where it is difficult to see even one's fingers.

Tong Qian and Liu Qingqing can only get closer, otherwise they can't see each other clearly.

"Brother Yuan is so powerful. Even if he encounters trouble, he will only trouble others." Liu Qingqing was full of strong confidence in Lin Yuan, even to the point of being somewhat blind.

Tong Qian didn't feel strange and said worriedly: "That's what I'm worried about. If the boss is stimulated and revived, what kind of events will happen?"

Liu Qingqing blinked, but she didn't think so. She just squinted her eyes slightly, enjoying the thick mist.

What Tong Qian couldn't see was that Liu Qingqing's skin gradually became transparent, and the rich white mist filled her body, constantly rolling, echoing the surrounding thick fog.

She did not continue to communicate with Liu Qingqing, but called Wang Xiaoming, "Professor Wang, are you okay there?"

"The safe houses are all built by the Golden House. The white mist is a supernatural force and cannot invade the Golden House yet. Please pay attention to your own safety and don't worry. The matter should be resolved soon."

After comforting Tong Qian, Wang Xiaoming hung up the phone.

He had already received calls from Li Jun, Wei Jing and Jiang Shangbai one after another, all asking about the thick white fog, but his attention now was only on another mobile phone.

This phone opened the video call when Yang Jian left, and you can see Yang Jian's situation through the phone.

A few hours ago, Wang Xiaoming saw Yang Jian hanging in front of the ghost mirror through video, and then turned into a corpse, which lasted until just now.

When the white mist spread, it unsurprisingly enveloped the room where Yang Jian hanged himself.

Yang Jian's body was hung in the air by a ghost rope, and it swayed automatically in the absence of wind, as if it was avoiding something, but where could it be avoided?
  After Bai Wu touched Yang Jian's body, he started to dig into Yang Jian's body, as if he wanted to take it for himself.

"Is Yang Jian really dead like this?"

Due to the thick white fog, Wang Xiaoming could only see a vague figure. Just when he was about to give up, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

In the video, a rickety figure appeared next to Yang Jian's body. With the appearance of this figure, the white mist pouring into Yang Jian's body was also stopped.

The video was still blurry, and Wang Xiaoming murmured: "This figure looks familiar. Is it you, Mr. Qin?"

The fifth floor of Yang Jian's villa has turned into a sea of ​​white mist, making it difficult to see even one's own existence.

Only around the hanging corpse, the white mist was dispersed.

An old man wearing a gray coat, with age spots on his face, and a cane stood nearby. He clearly showed no ability, but the thick fog around him seemed to be hiding from him.

The old man shouldn't have appeared here, but he still did.

"In the future, there are new possibilities."

The old man moved his eyes away from Yang Jian's body and looked at the thick fog around him. There was fear, expectation, confusion, and relief in his eyes.

Suddenly, he looked towards the city center.

Thick white fog blocked his sight, but this did not prevent a pair of eyes from appearing in the thick fog on the opposite side, a pair of calm eyes.

These eyes are so profound that they make people sink.

At the same time, the surrounding thick fog seemed to have been greatly strengthened, constantly compressing the space around the old man, but then suddenly stopped. It seemed to be a manifestation of some kind of will, leaving some space for the old man and Yang Jian's body. A certain space is general. The old man's eyes gradually became confused. At this time, a deep male voice sounded: "Mr. Qin from the headquarters? You shouldn't be here."

The old man, or rather Mr. Qin, quickly looked away, a drop of cold sweat falling from his forehead, "I only appear where I should appear."

The owner of the eyes was stunned for a moment, then let out a hearty laugh.

"Yang Jian, Yang Jian, are they really destined? It's up to you beings to outline a predetermined future and create a god that can suppress all ghosts? It's quite interesting, but I don't know if the god you created is strong enough. If it’s too weak, it won’t be interesting.”

His eyes gradually disappeared, and everything seemed to be back to normal.

Mr. Qin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "Boy, because of you, the old man got into trouble with an incredible existence, and it is also an existence that cannot be 'seen' through the future. From now on, you have to be careful."

Ten minutes ago, No. 7 Middle School.

Zhao Kaiming laughed crazily, venting the anger and unwillingness in his heart, "If you can't resurrect my family, then go die! What's the use of being so strong, if you're not being attacked by this evil ghost... What are you doing?" Don’t you want the body of a starved ghost?”

Zhao Kaiming suddenly discovered that the wish ghost was constantly squeezing into Lin Yuan's body, as if he wanted to take this body as his own.

This is inconsistent with the previous plan.

The agreement between him and the wish ghost is that he will cultivate a complete starving ghost, and then the wish ghost will occupy the starving ghost's body, and the reward is to resurrect his family.

But now?

The Wish Ghost actually gave up the body of the Starving Ghost and instead wanted to occupy another body. Did it break the agreement between them?
  Everything else doesn't matter, but you can't miss the date!

It's a pity that the wish ghost didn't pay attention to Zhao Kaiming at this time. It was trembling and scared, but it was even more excited and looking forward to it.

Compared to the complete starving ghost, Lin Yuan's body was more perfect and attracted its attention even more.

It eagerly wanted to take Lin Yuan's body as its own, and could even predict that if it took over Lin Yuan's body, it would rise to an unprecedented level.

What starving ghost?

Are we familiar?
  Now that Lin Yuan was suppressed by its sneak attack, it was the perfect opportunity to occupy this body!

But when it rushed towards Lin Yuan's body, or when it just came into contact with Lin Yuan, a great terror came, making it completely frozen in place.

It heard Zhao Kaiming's words, and it wanted to answer, or even ask for help, but unfortunately it had no way.

It was also at this time that the wish ghost realized that since Lin Yuan was so strong, how could he be deceived and suppressed by such a clumsy lie?

Could it be that this is actually the other party's trap, and I am the prey?

Zhao Kaiming was also angered. He rushed to the starving ghost and hugged the hyena leader.

In contact with the body of the evil ghost, even though the starving ghost has been suppressed, the instinctive supernatural power began to invade Zhao Kaiming, causing Zhao Kaiming's body to gradually decay.

Zhao Kaiming still persisted, and rushed to Lin Yuan with the Starving Ghost in his arms, holding the Starving Ghost's mouth to bite the Wish Ghost.

At this time, Lin Yuan suddenly raised his head, and a figure appeared in his blank pupils, staring at Zhao Kaiming quietly.

Zhao Kaiming froze in place as if struck by lightning, but the supernatural power of the starving ghost was still eroding his body, and soon half of his body rotted away and fell to the ground, making no sound anymore.

Zhao Kaiming, who single-handedly planned the S-class supernatural event in Dachang City: the Starving Ghost Incident, died quietly like this. It was a bit hasty, but it was expected.

The figure in the pupils slowly walked out, and Lin Yuan's eyes were gradually replaced by thick white fog. At the same time, the endless thick fog began to spread from his eyes to all directions.

Although the Starving Ghost was suppressed, due to the existence of the Wish Ghost, its ghost realm did not dissipate, but instead became more solidified.

But at this moment, the ghost realm of the starving ghost disappeared like ice melting and snow melting. In front of this spreading white mist, there was no resistance at all, not even a brief stalemate.

Ten meters, one hundred meters, one thousand meters, ten thousand meters...

In just an instant, the white mist ghost realm has covered a ten-kilometer radius, replacing the starving ghost ghost realm and becoming the only one in the entire Dachang City.

At this time, in the headquarters outside Dachang City, Zhao Jianguo and all the leaders looked at Dachang City in stunned silence.

This city shrouded in a gloomy ghostland was now shrouded in thick white fog, and at the top of this layer of white fog, a Republic-style building loomed, suppressing everything.

Shrouded in white mist, many parts of this building cannot be seen clearly, except for the flashing red signboard, which is dazzling and eye-catching:
  and! flat! meal! shop!
  (End of this chapter)