I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 280: Zhang Dong, is he the previous god?
"Come back here, do you want to die?"

He Yin'er used the lake water to roll Xiong Wenwen back. Now she has become more and more skilled in using the ghost lake's supernatural power, and can even condense the lake water into a rope.

When Xiong Wenwen was lifted into the air, his face was still blank.

The last time it was in the air, Cao Yang lifted it with his hands. Now he doesn't use his hands?
"It seems that you haven't learned your lesson yet, and you dare to come here." He Yin'er's eyes flashed with a fierce light, as if he was about to kill him if he disagreed with her.

The supernatural light didn't panic, "I have no hostility towards you, the Peace Hotel, or the store manager, otherwise you wouldn't be talking to me here now. The children behind you can prove my words."

He Yin'er glanced back, and Xiong Wenwen turned his head away with a cold snort to express his dissatisfaction, but he also confirmed Zhang Xianguang's words.

"In that case, tell me your purpose."

He Yin'er didn't speak harshly, but he wasn't afraid to back down either.

There is still a way to use the supernatural light. Could it be that she, He Yin'er, has already used all her abilities?

If he really wants to make her angry, the ghost lake on the fourth floor cannot drown him. At worst, it will attract the source of the ghost lake and flood Huanggang Village to see who is stronger and has deeper knowledge.

On the other side, Gui Cha's funeral procession left and did not follow Cao Yang and others into the small foreign building. Everyone was relieved.

Cao Yang closed his eyes to rest and murmured.

He Yin'er gave him a cold look, did not make any move or say a word, but led Xiong Wenwen to bypass Ling Yingguang and Nie Yingping and came to the golden house.

Cao Yanhua's voice was hoarse, and these words were almost squeezed out of his throat.

Do not!
It should be said that this is in line with Wang Xiaoming's character.

"What should we do? We can't just watch Professor Wang die, right?"

It's not just the defeated generals like them who are anxious.

"It's useless to say it here. The ghost will not listen to us. It is the security guard of the Peace Hotel, so it will naturally deal with everyone who has ill intentions towards the store manager. Besides, even if we chase it, we can really stop the ghost. Bad?"

This was a bargaining chip, and the supernatural light gave everything it could.

But it's obviously a rush job, so the quality isn't very good.

Facing the waving hoe, it is estimated that it will be penetrated in a short time, and then Lin Yuan and Chen Shumei will be able to come out from inside.

Zhao Jianguo and Shen Liang were not much better. They looked around at the ghostly white mist that seemed to be everywhere, their eyes full of despair.

Ling Yiguang waited for a while, but did not receive a response from the store manager, which made him feel a little uneasy. Nie Yingping on the side said directly: "You don't seem to have enough chips."

However, you still need to rest and recuperate, and analyze the situation by the way.

His condition is very bad, and unlike He Yin'er and others, he has the supernatural protection of the "store manager" to keep her consciousness immortal, but he also has a "backstage".

As long as there is no supernatural confrontation with the "store manager", Zhang Xianguang's attack is not enough to kill him, nor is it enough to dismember the ghost he controls with a single knife.

However, Cao Yanhua rejected Wang Xiaoming's proposal for the sake of the entire capital city. He thought Wang Xiaoming would give up, but he actually secretly went to find He Tianxiong and Jiang Shangbai in his circle of friends.

"In his opinion, is the plan to imprison the store manager, which is almost impossible to succeed, more valuable than the entire Dajing City?"

"Gold is relatively soft, and the hardness can only be ensured by adding other metals. If it is a normal supernatural thing, even a layer of gold paint on the outside is enough."

Looking at the high-end community that had been replaced by the scene in Huanggang Village, Cao Yanhua's eyes were bloodshot, "Now, the price has come."

"Here, do it."

Cao Yang said in a deep voice: "Fang Shiming probably won't die. He is a small worker in the store and has the status of a clerk. Moreover, this plan was made before he took back the circle of friends. It was clear that He Tianxiong and Jiang Shangbai asked him to As a scapegoat. What we need to worry about now is Professor Wang, who is the ultimate 'mastermind'!"

Zhang Lei breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that neither Fang Shiming nor Jiang Shangbai can escape. As long as they die, this game will be over. What we have to do is to prevent them from jumping over the wall to attack us and drag us to death together."

boom!
With a muffled sound, a small pit was dug out of the gold wall, and metals of other colors were also exposed inside.

At the headquarters, after Li Jun was rescued, the transactions between Wang Xiaoming and Moments were also known to the headquarters. Cao Yanhua was so angry that his face was livid and he could not say a word.

"This game should be over soon. We all thought wrong before. This game is indeed to please the real store manager, but the target to please is not us."

Obviously, in order to imprison the "store manager" this time, Moments used a relatively high standard. It was made of gold and other metals to form a metal wall.

Zhao Jianguo said in a deep voice: "Minister, maybe the situation is not as bad as imagined. Although the store manager has responded at present, it is only limited to the vicinity of high-end residential areas and has not launched an attack in the entire Dajing City. Perhaps for him, , Professor Wang’s plan is just a harmless joke, just like an ant trying to put a person in a cage, it may attract people’s attention, but it will not make people take it to heart, nor will it make people want to put the ant in the cage. All the nests were destroyed.”

Professor Wang Xiaoming?
Several people looked at each other with solemn expressions, "Professor Wang means too much to the headquarters. We cannot allow ghosts to attack him, otherwise the headquarters will suffer too much loss."

"I just want a chance to talk to the store manager, a real store manager."

Under the protection of the supernatural, the supernatural light looked around and said loudly: "Manager, if you are willing to give me a chance, I am willing to stay at the Peace Hotel for a long time. Also, my descendants have collected a lot of evil ghosts over the years. Can be delivered to Caesar Hotel.”

"I understand. But whether to talk to me or not is not something you can decide."

Ling Yiguang emphasized, but He Yin'er said with certainty: "He is the real store manager, but he won't talk to you now."

Wei Ding nodded, "Did you see it too? One of the people in the team just now was He Tianxiong. He was one of the people who arranged the detention plan against the store manager."

"Maybe, but this is my biggest bargaining chip right now."

The supernatural light cast its gaze on He Yin'er, "The white mist is a protection, but it is also a restraint. These people don't know it, but I am different."

No one answered.

Taking the hoe from He Yin'er's hand, Xiong Wenwen looked back at the supernatural light, and finally waved the hoe towards the Golden House.

For a while, the only sound left at the scene was the sound of He Yin'er and Xiong Wenwen wielding their hoes and smashing the wall.

Although the ghost mercenary dare not appear, the supernatural power residing in his body is real.

Wang Xiaoming proposed the plan to imprison the "store manager" at the headquarters meeting.

People and ants?
It's really a metaphor of despair, but the facts are before us. In the eyes of real store managers, these people may be like this.

Otherwise, the Peace Hotel would not even be eligible for ordinary people to eat in.

"Minister, I failed to fulfill my duties. Please punish me!" The resolute face of the special major general was full of disappointment.

In his eyes, the green flames flickered brightly and dimly, and even his skin began to burn.

Obviously.

Li Jun's condition was also very bad. He was obviously in a state of panic that had been suppressed by the "store manager", but he was already on the verge of recovery.

One can imagine what kind of efforts he made to stop Wang Xiaoming.

It's a pity that sometimes you can achieve what you want without working hard, and Li Jun finally felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

That feeling of despair that even if you try hard to recover, you can't achieve your goal.

"The responsibility for this matter is not yours. You only controlled one ghost. Facing He Tianxiong who controlled three ghosts and Jiang Shangbai who controlled two ghosts, you have done a very good job. Go to the Peace Hotel, I We will prepare several ghosts for you. The will-o'-the-wisp is very scary, and you need a chance to fully unleash its power."

Li Jun was shocked and said quickly: "I failed in my duty this time and should not be rewarded again."

"It's not a reward, but a responsibility. Li Jun, you are one of our most trusted leaders. It was my fault for not considering your growth before. No matter how many collections the headquarters has, if it cannot be converted into usable power, it will It's just a bunch of useless collectibles. Just like the money in the bank is just a string of numbers. Next, not only you, I will apply with the above to try to strengthen the land under our feet. We need you more to protect us.”

Rather than a bunch of lunatics.

Cao Yanhua's attitude was very firm. Li Jun stood at attention and saluted solemnly, then turned and left without hesitation.

Zhao Jianguo and Shen Liang looked at each other and saw the confusion in each other's eyes, because Cao Yanhua gave them a very different feeling at this time.

"Mr. Qin."

Cao Yanhua looked at Mr. Qin, who had been sitting quietly on the sofa, and said in a respectful tone, "Do you have any suggestions about this matter?"

Mr. Qin did not respond immediately, but used his own supernatural power.

He can talk to the future, which is a very naughty ability. It is also through this ability that he found the only hope in countless tragic futures, a new god to take over the authority and authority of the previous god. Responsibility, the hope of ending the supernatural era.

But it's a pity.

The appearance of the store manager and the Peace Hotel makes the future full of fog.

The future he sees has also undergone irreversible changes, and even his ability to talk to the future has been greatly affected.

Mr. Qin's supernatural power will also not affect the present world.

His gaze was looking forward, but it was not the front of the present world, but the downstream of the passage of time, and in this flowing river of time, he looked at countless people.

As long as he needs to, he can talk to his future self on any timeline and understand the changes that will happen in the future.

He had been like this countless times.

Soon, he found a suitable version of himself in the future. When he was about to communicate, a strange white mist suddenly appeared.

It escaped from his body and the body of his chosen future self, and finally spread across the two of them, forming a thin but insurmountable chasm.

Across the white mist, Mr. Qin and his future self faced each other, but they still could not see each other's eyes clearly.

"Is the store manager's ghost realm so powerful that it can cross the boundaries of time?" As time passed, the feeling of danger gradually emerged in Mr. Qin's heart, and then it quickly became clear that even that seemingly The thin white mist also seemed to become weird and terrifying, as if something was about to come out of it.

"It's really, really scary and despairing."

Mr. Qin's eyes returned to reality. He ended this supernatural journey. Facing Cao Yanhua's expectant eyes, he said in a low voice, "You did the right thing. You really need to prepare."

Cao Yanhua breathed a sigh of relief.

As long as Mr. Qin agrees with his decision, there will be no objections from above. As for Wang Xiaoming, it depends on the attitude of the "store manager".

Otherwise, there is no need for the "store manager" to take action. Just the ghosts with more than thirty suppressed quotas cannot be resisted by the power of the headquarters.

A feeling of powerlessness swept through Cao Yang's body.

"This time, I finally understand what it means to seek skin from a tiger. I hope this sleeping tiger will not swallow us up because it is awakened."

The entire headquarters has fallen into a kind of despair at this moment.

Mr. Qin left, leaning on a cane, as if he was going back to his place of cultivation. Cao Yanhua did not let anyone stop him.

At this time, Mr. Qin obviously had nothing to do with the store manager.

In this case, there is no need to let Mr. Qin, the Dinghai Shenzhen, take risks for the sake of some people who have made mistakes.

But no one knew that after Mr. Qin returned to his residence, he did not rest. Instead, he turned on his supernatural power again and looked for the future direction.

Only this time, he did not choose a certain future self, but waited silently amidst the terrifying supernatural.

Same as before.

The moment he used his supernatural power to explore the future, the ghost realm of white mist in the present world invaded.

A sense of crisis emerges, and the threat of death approaches.

"I haven't felt this way for a long time."

Qin Lao spoke with emotion and looked forward with his turbid eyes, which should be looking towards the future, but he did not look there.

The white mist in front of him suddenly surged strangely, and soon condensed into a blurry human shape, blocking his sight, completely cutting off everything he looked into the future.

An emotional smile appeared on the old face, "Finally we meet, Lin Yuan? Store manager?"

Lin Yuan looked at the old man in front of him and said calmly: "You are about to die."

"I have lived for too long. I have spent my whole life looking for hope. If I find it, I will naturally die."

"Then you should hate me. Although I didn't shatter that hope, I caused his growth to seriously lag and deviate from its original direction."

"You do know."

Mr. Qin nodded and shook his head, "Yang Jian is the future we chose. I see him becoming the god of the new era and ending an era of supernatural beings. But this is only the future I see, not the future that has been realized. "

Lin Yuandao: "Have you given up on him?"

"No, we don't have time. You can see that, right?" Mr. Qin asked.

Lin Yuan did not answer. He just turned around and looked downstream in time. There were countless Qin elders there, and they all looked up.

but……

After a certain moment, Mr. Qin completely disappeared.

"I can see that your supernatural power is very special, and it allows me to see a different world." Lin Yuan was very emotional, and then stretched out his hand, "I need your power, come to the Peace Hotel, I can give it to you With a longer life, we will also work hard to create a world where there are only ordinary people.”

Lin Yuan does not have the ability to talk to the future, but his supernatural tolerance is too strong.

As long as Mr. Qin is willing to stay at the Peace Hotel and be labeled as Lin Yuan's, then Mr. Qin's supernatural rules can be used by Lin Yuan to a certain extent.

Meng Xiaodong, Zhang Bohua, Li Qingzhi, ghosts, starving ghosts, knocking ghosts...

All labeled ghost masters or ghosts, as long as they do not exceed the power of the Peace Hotel and do not suppress Lin Yuan's strength, they will become part of Lin Yuan's power and be forcibly included as puzzle pieces.

This is the real and only strength of Peace Hotel!
That is to say, Lin Yuan has human consciousness, so he asked the Peace Hotel to just forcibly turn the ghost into a puzzle piece and temporarily borrow the power of the ghost controller.

If Lin Yuan gets lost, he becomes a real ghost who acts according to the rules of killing.

At that time, the whole world will be shrouded in endless white mist, and all the evil ghosts will be suppressed by the white mist ghost domain, and finally become the assets of the Peace Hotel.

in some foreseeable future.

There will be only one fierce ghost left in the entire world, or in other words, a master, a master who only relies on regular activities to rule the entire world!

Of course, it is also possible that after the Peace Hotel swallows all the ghosts, it will regain balance with the White Mist Ghost Domain.

But by that time, will the store manager who wakes up again be Lin Yuan?

He couldn't be sure.

I don’t even dare to gamble.

Mr. Qin's eyes flickered, "I don't doubt your ability, but I'm sorry. Please forgive me for overestimating my abilities. We old guys abandoned by the times have spent more than eighty years choosing a future. After all, we must have a future. ending."

Lin Yuan nodded, "I respect your choice, but when you die, I will bring your ghost back to the Peace Hotel."

Mr. Qin said with a smile: "That's natural. However, Wang Xiaoming cannot die yet. He is a part of our plan and plays a very important role."

Lin Yuan said seriously: "Zhao Jianguo is right. If an ant bites me, maybe I won't have the intention to destroy the ant's nest, but I will kill the ant that dares to bite me with one finger. Otherwise, there will be If more ants come to bite me, they may not be able to break my skin, but it will be very troublesome."

Mr. Qin still smiled, "What's the price?"

Chatting with smart people is easy.

It is even more pleasant to chat with a smart person with decades of life experience.

"I heard that Mr. Qin, you used to drive a ghost bus? During this period of time, the ghost bus has collected my advertising fees, but it has not brought back any important people. I am very dissatisfied."

Mr. Qin muttered: "I can introduce your situation to some old friends, manager, but I don't know if they are willing."

Lin Yuan shook his head, "I mean, come back and drive. There is another question, is Zhang Dong the last... god?"

……

In Huanggang Village, the funeral procession continues.

The melancholy sound of the suona resounded throughout Huanggang Village, seeming to send off some people. Compared with before, there were two more strange figures at the end of the team.

There was another familiar figure in the original team, that was Jiang Shangbai.

He and He Tianxiong, one on the left and one on the right, each held a white flag, with blood and tears in their eyes, and their cries blended perfectly into the team.

Not far in front of the team, Fang Shiming was dragging Wang Xiaoming away frantically.

"He Tianxiong is dead, Jiang Shangbai is dead. This is not a game, but the store manager's punishment for those who dare to offend him. Professor Wang, do you think I should abandon you and let you join the funeral procession?" a member of

Fang Shiming's face was ashen.

Wang Xiaoming, who was caught in his hand, could also feel the approach of death, but he did not have the slightest fear, and even analyzed very calmly:

"We have all been deceived, not by others, not by the store manager, but by our own eyes. The store manager is usually too ordinary, so ordinary that people think we can find loopholes to fool him, or even knit for him The so-called worldview. But now it seems that he was not forced to fall asleep due to supernatural imbalance, but that he was watching our performance like a clown."

"He Tianxiong and Jiang Shangbai lost, not because they plotted against the store manager, but because they could not bring enough value to the store manager. So when the game was disgusted by him, their death was also doomed."

"me too."

"To the store manager, my wisdom has no value. I don't have any supernatural powers in my body, and I have no value in his eyes. So, it's time for you to let me go, otherwise you will just die with me. "

"You are different. The store manager made you a worker in the store, so he naturally took a fancy to your potential in a certain area. But if you insist on seeking death, you are not irreplaceable."

Fang Shiming stared at Wang Xiaoming in his hand seriously, "Do you even measure your own life by its value? There is no reason for people like you to give up your life. What is the plan that can be implemented with life?"

Wang Xiaoming shook his head, unwilling to say anything more, and closed his eyes, as if waiting for death.

This made Fang Shiming very confused.

Everything Wang Xiaoming just said is worthy of scrutiny, but from his perspective, who really understands Wang Xiaoming's business, is it possible that Wang Xiaoming used his own life to set up the last game?

If so, there must be one of the people in this bureau, and is there also... a store manager?
Fang Shiming was full of vigilance, but suddenly he noticed something was wrong. When he turned around, his hair stood on end.

It turned out that the funeral procession had already reached his side and surrounded him.

He Tianxiong and Jiang Shangbai were on both sides of him, their faces turned with blood and tears, their eyes filled with strangeness and resentment.

It seems to be accusing the unfairness of fate, and also seems to be issuing a sincere invitation, inviting Fang Shiming to join it.

"When?"

(End of this chapter)