I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 404 True Peach Blossom Spring

From the weirdness of paper ash to the beauty of peach petals, it only takes a word from the "store manager".

The supernatural light can clearly sense that the ghost realm of the ghost painting is covering this world, but the familiar gray and white are gone, and the paper ashes in the sky are gone. Instead, there is a beautiful world with peach petals constantly floating in the air.

Such a world is simply impossible to appear in reality, it can only be seen in anime and comics.

"No, the ghost domain of the ghost painting has not completely descended. This place is still dominated by the white fog ghost domain of the store manager. Only a part of the ghost domain of the ghost painting has appeared here, and it appeared here with the permission of the store manager."

Ling Yiguang quickly figured out the situation and his heart sank.

Even though he already knew that the ghost realm of the ghost painting could not compare to the ghost realm of the "store manager", when the facts finally came out, he still felt a little dazed.

That was the loss of mind after an unexpected event that had lasted for decades.

Fortunately, Ling Yiguang's mind was extraordinary, and he quickly adjusted himself. He smiled and said to Lin Yuan: "Boss Lin is still very clear-sighted. Our space equipment is called Peach Blossom Spring."

"It's a very appropriate name. It seems that you are a group of people full of ideals. Not bad." Lin Yuan exclaimed.

Is it ideal?
Ling Yiguang looked back at his followers, who were also his teammates. Now they were all staring blankly at the sky, as if they were also shocked by such a wonderful sight.

Zhang Ying's eyes flashed with a strange light, "Now our plan is getting more and more in line with the plan. Even the ghost domain of the ghost painting has become like this. After the plan succeeds, we will live in this environment forever..."

"I'm allergic to peach blossoms."

Chen Qiaoyang rubbed his nose, his eyes full of fear and expectation.

The relationship between him and the "store manager" is no longer that of an ordinary customer and restaurant owner, but a cooperative relationship that is not very stable.

But as long as he can satisfy the "store manager", this relationship will definitely continue to deepen.

and……

"If the ghost domain of Guihua is not the strongest, then the so-called Peach Blossom Spring plan has become a joke. Zhang Xianguang has failed, but it doesn't matter. Compared to Zhang Xianguang, there is someone here who is more worthy of following! Perhaps, I should consider how to transform this cooperative relationship into an employment relationship."

The Peach Blossom Spring has completely arrived, and the supernatural light bids farewell to Lin Yuan again and goes to the Ghost Post Office.

Without the obstruction of Yang Jian and others, he easily entered the oil painting world. After passing through a series of winding paths, he came to the ghost post office in the oil painting.

The atmosphere here is a bit tense.

The people who originally gathered here were divided into two groups, led by Yang Xiao and Zhang Xianguang, who were confronting each other with their swords drawn, as if they would start a fight at the next moment.

The reason why I didn't do it.

It's not because they have good tempers, but because they all know that they cannot kill each other. Fighting to the death can only vent their emotions, but it is impossible to achieve a decisive result.

The arrival of the supernatural light made the already complicated situation even more tense.

Yang Xiao's eyes were relatively calm as he swept over Zhang Xianguang and Ling Yiguang respectively, "If it weren't for the Peace Hotel, I might still be kept in the dark by you."

Not only him, but everyone else here also had a puzzled look on their face.

"I have not concealed my identity, and I have never said that I am the same as you." Zhang Xianguang was very frank.

Just as he said, although he has always lived in the world of oil painting, he has never said that he is the same as Yang Xiao and others.

It's just that here, everyone just accepts this situation.

"Everyone has their own choice. Yang Xiao, you can't represent everyone, otherwise there wouldn't be just a few people standing behind you right now."

As soon as Zhang Xianguang finished speaking, someone from the group behind him spoke up, "Zhang Xianguang is right. Yang Xiao, we admit that you are strong, but you have no right to stop us from choosing the life we ​​want. Just like the bunch of trash behind you, each of them just wants to disappear completely and get rid of this oil painting purgatory, but we are different, we still want to have a normal life."

"I've had enough of the boredom of this oil painting. Even if there's only a one percent chance, I won't give up. Yang Xiao, don't force us, otherwise even if we join forces, you and the group of people behind you may not be able to stop much."

These people are not wrong.

It is true that Yang Xiao is very strong, and he is the best among so many people, otherwise everyone would not be so afraid of him.

But no matter how strong Yang Xiao is, it is impossible for him to fight so many people at the same time.

Even if Yang Xiao had supporters behind him, the outcome of the melee would definitely not be so good.

What's more, there are not only the people in the oil painting on their side, there are other people supporting them, such as Ling Yiguang, and Nie Yingping and others who did not appear here.

"Yang Xiao, this is the general trend."

Zhang Xianguang glanced at Yang Xiao coldly, then turned and left.

The group of people behind him also left together, and Yang Xiao turned around and glanced at the people behind him, "The two Zhang Xianguangs are not the people in the oil painting. If you let them leave alive, your time will be extended for a long time."

Those behind him are all unwilling to make any efforts, and even want to be completely forgotten as soon as possible and disappear in this world of oil paintings.

But now?

Yang Xiao's words were very effective and successfully aroused the hostility of this group of people, but no one moved, and no one was even willing to speak.

Yang Xiao sighed secretly.

He naturally understood the reason for all this. After all, it was because they simply did not have the strength to match Zhang Xianguang and Ling Yiguang.

Otherwise, even if there was a slight chance, they would definitely take action and leave Zhang Xianguang and Ling Yiguang behind.

"Yang Jian, this is all I can do. It's up to you from now on."

With the departure of Zhang Xianguang and others, the ghost post office in the oil painting fell into silence again. There was no movement at all, just like a haunted house.

Come to an exit from the world of oil painting.

Zhang Xianguang and Ling Yiguang went out first, and then opened the scroll that was as big as a wall. It was a derivative of the ghost painting.

As long as you bring it to Shuangqiao Town and open it, it will be integrated into the world of ghost paintings. It can be regarded as a good means of transmission.

When the scroll is opened, the ghost realm of the ghost painting begins to descend.

Paper ashes were falling from the ceiling one after another. The ghost light looked a little absent-minded, which made Zhang Xianguang wonder, "Is there something wrong?"

Ling Yiguang shook his head, "You'll know in a moment."

"Isn't it just that the ghost realm of the ghost painting changed its form in the eyes of the store manager? It sounds like it's so mysterious. But it must be very interesting to make you so distracted."

This group of people who were willing to follow him to the new world, Peach Blossom Spring, all entered the ghost realm of the ghost painting through the oil painting, and then Zhang Xianguang put away the scroll.

Ling Yiguang asked, "Are the ghosts we need ready?"

"It's ready, and I've prepared a few more, a total of 20 ghosts, but it will take a while to deliver them. When the time comes, I'll have someone deliver them directly to Shuangqiao Town to avoid having to make an extra trip."

After Zhang Xianguang finished speaking, he did not enter the world of ghost paintings, but used the world of ghost paintings to leave.

He is different from the people in the oil paintings. Since those people were painted by the spirits of the paintings, they must live in the world of the paintings.

As to whether this is an oil painting of a ghost post office or a ghost painting, it doesn’t really matter.

But Zhang Xianguang is different. He is the administrator of the Ghost Post Office and it is impossible for him to leave the Ghost Post Office, otherwise he will die.

Over the years, the Peace Hotel was the only place where he could survive after leaving the Ghost Post Office.

So he took out his business card, but did not take out his phone to contact the "store manager". Instead, after communicating, he caused the white fog ghost domain to descend and then walked into this ghost domain.

The place pointed out by the business card is of course the Peace Hotel, not where the "store manager" is.

When the white fog gradually became clear, what appeared in front of Zhang Xianguang was a bus stop and a ghost taxi parked not far in front of the bus stop.

"The restaurant is closed today, and even the starving ghosts are not calling."

Zhang Xianguang remembered very clearly that after the starving ghosts in the Peace Hotel swallowed ghosts and called out to people, whenever people or ghosts passed by, they would shout "Welcome" a few times!
Those who are unwilling to go to the Peace Hotel will be affected by the supernatural.

Even if a powerful ghost rider or a terrifying ghost can withstand this kind of supernatural influence, they will be surrounded and killed by the starving ghost and a group of fourth-stage ghost babies.

That is, the terrifying existence of those third-stage ghost youths after they swallowed a ghost.

No one knows how many starving ghosts there are in the Peace Hotel, but at least until now, no person or ghost has been able to escape the pursuit of the starving ghosts.

Just like a ghost messenger or a knocking ghost.

After arriving at the Peace Hotel, their terror level increased rapidly, yet they were still perfectly controlled by the "store manager", which was simply incredible.

Every time Zhang Xianguang came here, he was heading for the Peace Hotel, but he could also hear the starving ghosts' "Welcome", but this kind of supernatural power had no effect on those who were attracted to the Peace Hotel.

But today, there is no such sound.

Zhang Xianguang came to the ghost taxi, reached out and knocked on the window, and the sound woke up Guo Fan who was in the car.

He didn't go with them today, but in order to show his dedication, he stayed here and was on standby at all times. When he felt a little tired, he crossed his legs and closed his eyes to rest.

I was startled when I heard someone knocking on the glass.

When Guo Fan saw that it was Zhang Xianguang, his pupils shrank slightly and he said vigilantly: "The store is closed today, what do you want to do?"

"Don't be so nervous. I'm different from Lao Fan and Lao Fang in your store. I don't have that kind of hobby." Zhang Xianguang said with a smile. Guo Fan's mouth twitched.

Okay.

The love story between the ghost messenger Lao Fan in the Peace Hotel and the overbearing president and worker Fang Shiming is truly well-known.

But it has nothing to do with him.

"Shouldn't you be in Shuangqiao Town now?"

He also knew about the Peach Blossom Spring Project, but it had nothing to do with him. Even if it needed to be dealt with, it was not the turn of a small fry like him.

of course.

Ever since he became an employee of the Peace Hotel, he had only two things in mind. One was to maintain his status in the Peace Hotel, and the other was to climb up step by step until he reached the top of the Peace Hotel!
As for other matters, as long as the "store manager" allows it, he has no objection.

"Yes, I'm just here to take the bus."

Zhang Xianguang took out his phone and called Lin Yuan without giving Guo Fan a chance to ask. After the call was connected, he said, "Boss Lin, I'm in your store now and will be here soon in Xiao Guo's taxi. Don't worry, I'll pay."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhang Xianguang hung up the phone, opened the car door, and sat in the passenger seat. "Let's go. Also, put your feet down. You have athlete's foot."

The corner of Guo Fan's mouth twitched.

People like them do have athlete's foot, but that is nothing compared to the stench of a rotting corpse. I didn't expect this old guy to be disgusted by it.

However, since Zhang Xianguang was going to pay and also called the "store manager", he naturally would not refuse to give him a ride.

The car started quickly. As Guo Fan stepped on the accelerator, he suddenly said, "You use the boss like this, aren't you afraid that one day the boss will react and punish you? When that time comes..."

He's not stupid.

Combined with the information about the ghost post office that Yang Jian sent back to the headquarters, he instantly guessed the purpose of Zhang Xianguang's actions just now.

It seemed like a useless greeting, but in fact, he was asking the "store manager" for an authority, the authority that would allow Zhang Xianguang to appear in Shuangqiao Town.

You must know that Zhang Xianguang cannot leave the Ghost Post Office. This is the rule restriction of the Ghost Post Office.

The only one who can break this rule is the "store manager" who can change the evil spirit's killing pattern with a single word, so Zhang Xianguang must get the qualification to appear in Shuangqiao Town from the "store manager", otherwise he can only watch helplessly.

Zhang Xianguang was not surprised, and even the smile on his face did not change. "Understand the rules, be familiar with the rules, and apply the rules. This is the way people like us survive, isn't it?"

Guo Fan couldn't help but glance at Zhang Xianguang. Even though he only saw his profile, he had to admit that Zhang Xianguang had an indescribable personal charm.

Understand the rules, be familiar with the rules, and apply the rules?

That's right.

Isn't this what these ghost riders do? At most, they have to do a few more things, like fighting for lives with ghosts.

only……

"The store manager is different. He is like the God in mythology, examining everything in the white fog. He sees everything you do. Just because he hasn't expressed his opinion now doesn't mean there won't be any liquidation in the future." Guo Fan said.

Zhang Xianguang nodded. "What you said is indeed very similar to the way of heaven in myths and legends. Is there a god above your head? It's not that there is no retribution, but the time has not come yet? Or is it something like the catastrophe written in those novels? It's quite interesting. Tell me more about it. It sounds good to me."

Guo Fan's face darkened.

"I'm sorry, I've always been very curious about new knowledge. But you're right, what I'm doing now does feel like dancing on a tightrope, but my obsession is too deep." Zhang Xianguang sighed.

After decades of persistence, are we really going to give up in one day?
The Peach Blossom Spring Project must be implemented, but Zhang Xianguang still has some other ideas as to whether to implement it with ghost paintings or with the help of something else.

Only he and Ling Yiguang knew these thoughts.

Chen Qiaoyang, Nie Yingping, Zhang Xian and others were all unaware. They all thought that everything Zhang Xianguang did was to pave the way for the Peach Blossom Spring Plan, including... fooling the "store manager".

But, is the “store manager” so easy to fool?

As for the application of rules, the prerequisite is that the other party acts in full compliance with the rules.

Although the "store manager" behaves like a normal person, if you observe carefully, you can still analyze some patterns.

But the problem is, as Guo Fan said, there is another store manager above the "store manager", and that is the truly terrifying existence.

Without actual contact, Zhang Xianguang couldn't be sure which one was a fierce ghost or a ghost rider, but it definitely couldn't be a god or an immortal.

Just like his father.

That terrifying existence who suppressed several eras with his own strength was no different from a god in everyone's eyes, but he would also grow old and die.

How can immortals and gods grow old and die?

Zhang Xianguang's thoughts were flying, and his eyes were a little confused, but he soon became determined, "The real Peach Blossom Spring plan has actually started a long time ago, but no one knows about it."

At the same time, Yang Jian, Wei Jing, Zhang Lei and Cao Yang had also arrived in Dahan City from Dajing City, and rushed to Shuangqiao Town with Sun Rui, the head of Dahan City.

Except for Sun Rui, Yang Jian and the other four people, three captains and one reserve captain, all of them regard traveling through the ghost realm as a normal means of traveling.

Yang Jian was not polite either. He directly used the ghost domain to take a few people to Shuangqiao Town, just like from Dajing City to Dahan City.

The ghost domain was traveling at a very fast speed, just like the rainbow in mythology, but it stopped a few hundred meters away from Shuangqiao Town.

"The White Mist Ghost Domain is indeed the sign of the store manager's appearance, but why does this layer of White Mist Ghost Domain feel a little weird? It has a bit more... unreal beauty?"

Cao Yang's eyes widened.

He had gone back to Otsu City to deal with supernatural incidents, and hadn't been to the Peace Hotel for some days. He even gave up playing games several times.

If he remembered correctly.

The white fog ghost domain should be very pure, without anything else, but what is going on with this white fog ghost domain in front of me? I can even see pink petals flying.

He didn't know much about flowers and couldn't tell what kind of petal this was.

"Yes, there are some changes, and these changes should be caused by Zhang Xianguang and others." Yang Jian touched his chest, where there was a small camera, like a secret camera.

Not only him, but also Cao Yang, Wei Jing, Zhang Lei, and even Sun Rui had one on their chests, responsible for reporting what they saw and heard back to the Dajing City headquarters.

Here at the headquarters, there are already specialized experts in various fields on standby to provide them with the best responses, or solutions, at any time.

After all, these captains, reserve captains, and responsible persons all have their own pride.

Moreover, the headquarters also trusts their on-the-spot judgment and will not let them be a puppet, otherwise Yang Jian and others would not agree to such an arrangement.

"Yang Jian has an undercover identity for the Ghost Post Office. Some of the people who will be attending the Shuangqiao Town banquet this time are from the Ghost Post Office oil painting world. He can use this as an excuse to get involved."

"That's right. In the eyes of the store manager, you, Yang Jian, are all police officers. You are gathered together without being invited by the host. Apart from this reason, any other reason is inappropriate."

"But you must be careful about your methods and ways. You can't let the store manager think that you are going to cause trouble. Otherwise, you will delay the store manager from making money and you may be attacked by the store manager."

Before I officially came into contact with this incident, I heard many experts' voices in my headphones, all providing various ideas and thoughts.

But when Yang Jian stepped forward and prepared to make formal contact, all the sounds disappeared in order to avoid affecting their judgment.

They looked at each other and walked into this beautiful ghostland without hesitation.

When you are outside, you can't see through the white fog of the ghost area and can only see some appearances. But after entering the ghost area, you can see clearly about a hundred meters.

"The longest playground of Shuangqiao Town Primary School is about 130 meters, which is about the same length as the line of sight." Wei Jing said, stretching out his hand to catch the petals falling from the sky, and he really caught it.

The petals did not disappear, nor did there appear to be any supernatural conflicts, there was even a faint floral scent, as if they were real petals.

Even the ground was covered with a thin layer of petals, which made a slight sound when stepped on.

However, these petals clearly appeared out of thin air from the sky in the white foggy ghost realm. How could they be real?
"This phenomenon is very strange, but this is the store manager's ghostland, so there is no need to worry about danger. What we really have to face now is how to convince the store manager."

Yang Jian said, and the others nodded in agreement.

If they can't even see this clearly, then they have no right to be here and deal with the "store manager".

Along the way, there was no one in Shuangqiao Town, only the direction of the primary school seemed very lively.

Yang Jian looked at the time. It was only a dozen minutes until noon. "It's almost lunch time. We have to hurry."

If you go over to investigate during meal time, you'll probably be considered as someone who's trying to mess up the place.

When they were almost at the elementary school gate, they suddenly stopped and looked to the other side. They heard the roar of an engine, and soon the ghost taxi rushed out from the white fog and stopped in front of them, also at the elementary school gate.

Zhang Xianguang walked out of the car, his eyes swept over several people, and finally stopped at Yang Jian, "I asked the manager to prepare a table, and it's just right that you are here, so there is no need to waste it."

Cao Yang laughed and said, "Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, we are here to investigate a case. I feel a little embarrassed by your enthusiasm. But you are right. We haven't eaten yet. Only after eating can we have the strength to investigate the case. What do you think?"

The last sentence was directed to Yang Jian and the others.

Although it is unclear why Zhang Xianguang has this attitude, since there is a more reasonable reason to enter elementary school, what is there to hesitate about?
After all, the experts at headquarters gave the same advice.

(End of this chapter)