I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 472 Where That Man, Meng Xiaodong Went

Wood grain began to appear on the hand holding the cup of water.

The breath of flesh and blood was disappearing, and in the blink of an eye, one of Zhang Xianguang's hands turned completely into wood. The wood grain climbed up along his arm and soon reached his shoulder. Then it slowed down, as if it had encountered some obstacle and could not move forward any further.

"It's a very good supernatural power, and it's used very skillfully. It's a pity that it can only survive on the bus."

Zhang Xianguang calmly grabbed the wooden arm and took it off. Blood flowed from the broken part, but it soon stopped. "I'm sorry for dirtying your place, but you can't blame it all on me."

The cold air continued to surge, and it seemed that the person behind him was still planning to continue attacking, but finally stopped.

"You came too suddenly and were too familiar. I remember that we were not so familiar with each other." Old Qin also returned to the room.

His health seemed to be very poor and he had great difficulty walking.

The person behind Zhang Xianguang also walked out. It was Lu Zhiwen, who was wearing the captain's uniform of the headquarters, but his condition was very strange.

There is not much of a living breath about the whole person. Instead, he looks like a piece of wood, which has been carefully carved by an artist into a human-shaped wooden sculpture.

But, he is still alive.

Lu Zhiwen stepped forward to support Old Qin, and did not let go until Old Qin sat down on the chair. He then looked at Zhang Xianguang and said, "If you are just visiting, please be polite. If you want to cause trouble, we will accompany you."

Zhang Xianguang nodded in appreciation, "This young man you found is very good and courageous. But his strength is a little lacking. He needs to fight to this level to start the bus. If you force him to grow faster, he may not be able to hold on for long before the evil spirit revives. How about it, are you interested in helping me? I can solve your problem."

Lu Zhiwen glanced at him and didn't answer.

Zhang Xianguang didn't mind. It was just a casual remark anyway, so it didn't matter whether he agreed or not. "I came here this time because of the Peace Hotel and the manager."

Old Qin nodded. He had actually guessed it.

The Peach Blossom Spring plan eventually vanished in front of the "store manager", but it cannot be said to be a complete failure. After all, the ghost painting was indeed controlled by the tool man that Zhang Xianguang had planned for decades, and this is indisputable.

It’s just that this tool man is beyond Zhang Xianguang’s control, and the possibility of implementing the Peach Blossom Spring Plan is reduced.

If Zhang Xianguang still insisted on the Peach Blossom Spring plan, he would definitely have planned it for a long time and would not have come to find him, but since Zhang Xianguang came, it explains a lot of problems.

"If you want to ask about his past, I'm sorry, but I don't have any memories of the virtual game or Wang Lu's diary. I've also asked your father, but he doesn't have any memories of this either."

Father?

Zhang Xianguang's confident expression froze slightly. He lowered his head and pondered, "If that's the case, then these so-called memories, the so-called past, are false and unreal? Is it some kind of deliberate arrangement by him, wanting to embed himself into history and extend his existence into the past?"

He would suspect that there was something wrong with his memory, and he would also suspect that someone had tampered with Old Qin's memory. But his father, the invincible god on earth, would never have any memory problems, and he would not bother to lie!
Since he said no, then all traces of the past of "Store Manager" Lin Yuan must be false. There is no other possibility.

"That's possible." said Old Qin.

Zhang Xianguang frowned, "Is it just possible?"

Old Qin could tell what Zhang Xianguang was thinking. "When I went to talk to him about this, he just said that he had no memory of it, but he didn't deny the traces of his existence in the past."

How can it be? !
Even a person like Zhang Xianguang, who could spend decades and an era's efforts to perfect a plan, could no longer remain calm and stood up suddenly.

What Mr. Qin meant by this was simply that the man admitted that his memory might have been tampered with, which was why he had forgotten part of his past memories.

Even if it was just a possibility, Zhang Xianguang couldn't believe it, let alone agree with it.

How could that man, the man who suppressed the era with his own strength, have such a powerless moment, or even a moment of doubting his own abilities?

This is absolutely impossible!
Lu Zhiwen lowered his head to glance at Old Qin, only because Zhang Xianguang's face was ferocious at this moment, and it was clear that his Taoism heart had been lost, which might cause danger.

But Old Qin just shook his head, signaling him to be patient.

Sure enough, although Zhang Xianguang was mentally unbalanced, he was not someone who would collapse easily. He quickly recovered and said with a complicated expression, "What else did he say?"

"There are two possibilities. One is that everything he showed is real, and he also came from an unknown past, through countless times, until one day twenty years ago, for some special reasons, he erased himself, including the Peace Hotel, from the memory of all living beings, and then fell into a deep sleep, until now he was reborn. As for opening a store and guiding the ghost riders of this era to pursue past memories through the so-called virtual game, it is likely related to his own state. Perhaps, there was something wrong with the path he took." Qin Laodao.

Zhang Xianguang's face was solemn. "If this is what he said is possible... His strength is too terrifying. If even his condition is in trouble and there is no way to solve it, it will definitely be a huge disaster one day."

Old Qin nodded and continued, "There is a second possibility. That is, as you just said, everything in the virtual game is virtual. He is using some unknown means, using the virtual game as an opportunity, to imprint his existence in the memory of the past, and continuously push his existence forward in the timeline. So that he can... go to the past."

Zhang Xianguang has completely calmed down. "This is exactly what I'm worried about. If this is possible, and with the power he has shown now, if he really goes back to the past, I don't know what kind of impact it will cause. The best possibility is that he wants to use this method to trace the source of the resurrection of the evil spirits and solve the problem of the evil spirits from the root of history. But, can he really do it?"

"This is not something we can guess, let alone know." Old Qin shook his head. "The past and the future, even if that person and I can peek through our own means, there are still limitations after all, and this limitation is our own lifespan. Maybe the evil spirits have no limit, but unfortunately, our path cannot reach that point. If he can really do it, maybe it is not a bad thing."

Zhang Xianguang nodded, "I understand."

Then he stared at Mr. Qin with burning eyes, "You have seen him before, right?"

"Yes." Old Qin nodded and admitted it readily.

Zhang Xianguang said: "Tell me how to see him."

"This is not something I can decide. Maybe one day he will go to see you when he thinks it's time to see you. But believe me, you don't expect that day to come."

Old Qin recalled the meeting with Lin Yuan, and a complicated, even frightened look appeared on his old face.

Zhang Xianguang was silent for a while, then stood up and prepared to leave, but Old Qin suddenly called him, which made him smile strangely, "Why, do you want me to stay?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhiwen immediately prepared for defense.

Qin Laodao said: "What you have here is just a clone. There is no point in staying. I just want to tell you that he doesn't have much time left. Go back and take a look when you have time. Even if you don't have time, wait until the seventh day is over and go to his grave to burn a stick of incense."

Zhang Xianguang turned around without any answer and quickly disappeared into the shadows.

It was only at this time that Lu Zhiwen spoke up: "Mr. Qin, I hope to compile your analysis into a supernatural file."

Qin Laodao: "This is natural."

Having said it in front of Lu Zhiwen, he naturally had no intention of hiding it any further.

Lu Zhiwen hesitated for a while, then asked, "Is Zhang Xianguang's father, Zhang Dong, scary?"

Among the few pieces of information on Zhang Xianguang’s personal profile is information about his parents. Originally, people thought they were just two ordinary people and had died long ago.

But from the conversation between Old Qin and Zhang Xianguang just now, at least in Zhang Xianguang's mind, Zhang Dong's strength is not weaker than his?

If it's just a new ghost rider who has just entered the supernatural circle and thinks that so-and-so's ability can be compared with the store manager, there is nothing to worry about.

People with different abilities and perspectives see the sky differently.

But Zhang Xianguang's strength is top-notch. The captains of their era are no match for him without five or six people working together.

With sixty or seventy years of experience in dealing with supernatural events, such a person's judgment of strength may have some errors, but it will definitely not be too outrageous.

In other words, there is actually a person in this world whose strength is probably not much different from that of the store manager, hiding in this land?
This news is too shocking.

Old Qin sighed and said, "I know what you want to say, but unfortunately, he doesn't have much time left. Don't disturb him in his final moments. Just let him rest in peace."

If not for this, if Lu Zhiwen had not been his chosen successor, he would not have mentioned Zhang Dong's information.

But if you want more, that's not possible.

Lu Zhiwen had no choice but to nod to show that he understood. He did not continue the conversation, but left and returned to the Supernatural Archives Management Room to write down everything he had just heard.

After doing all this, it was already dawn. Lu looked at the time and it was almost six o'clock.

Lu Zhiwen waited for a while and found no changes. Suddenly he remembered something and walked out of the archive room, or even walked out of the building directly.

"The headquarters building is made of gold, so ghosts can't penetrate it."

In order to avoid causing unnecessary panic, Lu Zhiwen went straight back to Qin Lao's yard. Before he could make any move, two horns sounded.

Then, two headlights shot out from the dim corner.

An old, almost obsolete bus appeared in front of Lu Zhiwen. The door opened and he walked up to take a look inside the bus. Five seats were already occupied and the number on the sign inside the bus was 4.

Lu Zhiwen quickly retracted his gaze, skillfully threw the body on the driver's seat aside, and sat in the car himself, but did not close the door.

After a while, Tong Qian, Guo Fan, and Fang Shiming all rushed over, found a seat to sit down, and then the ghost bus started and headed for the Peace Hotel.

No one spoke along the way and everyone was very quiet.

A few minutes later, the ghost bus stopped at the Peace Hotel bus stop, and Tong Qian, Guo Fan, and Fang Shiming got off the bus one after another, along with several ghosts in the bus. As before, none of these ghosts could escape, and were all called into the store by the watchdog, the starving ghost, Lao Hua, who shouted "Welcome~".

Those who are hard of hearing or pretend not to hear will be driven back by Laohua's pack of dogs, and no one can escape.

Everything happened so naturally, without any accidents, except that when the bus left, there was one more person on the bus.

Meng Xiaodong.

"Where is Granny Meng going today?" Lu Zhiwen took the initiative to ask, but when he looked up at the rearview mirror, he suddenly became dazed.

Today's Meng Xiaodong seems... a little younger?
Is it an illusion?

This old man, who lives in the Republic of China period, has many wrinkles on his face and looks very old, but he is in good spirits and appears to be in good health.

Unlike Old Qin, who is obviously younger but has one foot already in the coffin.

Meng Xiaodong smiled cheerfully, without any of the arrogance and ferocity of a top ghost charioteer in the Republic of China. He was just like a kind old man next door. "Let's go to Taiping Town today."

"Meng Po, Taiping Town was flooded, what were you doing there?"

The person who spoke this time was not Lu Zhiwen, but another young man in the car, a relatively ordinary ghost rider who did not seem to have been affected by the supernatural.

I don’t know if he is really a newcomer or an old man who has temporarily solved the problem of supernatural resurrection.

Meng Xiaodong was not surprised. With the development of the Peace Hotel in the domestic supernatural circle, her news had become known to most ghost hunters.

She hears this call of "Meng Po" many times almost every day when she takes the bus.

If someone wants to make friends with her, she will give a friendly response, but it will be limited to a response and she will not interfere in the situation of these people.

There were people who wanted to take advantage of her, but unfortunately they were too weak, so she left them all in the past, with no future.

"It's not completely flooded yet. The coffin shop there is still open. I'm old now and I have some spare money, so I might as well go over and take a look and prepare some things."

Meng Xiaodong was still smiling, but the words he said were creepy.

Taiping Ancient Town, a coffin shop?
Lu Zhiwen made a mental note of it, and just as he was about to turn the car around, he heard Meng Xiaodong say, "No need to change the route, just go this way. I don't have anything to do anyway, but it's really hard for you, a young man with such a weak body, to come out and drive, so you'd better take it easy."

Lu Zhiwen's expression remained unchanged, but the looks of the ghost riders in the car as they looked at him had changed slightly, but it was unclear whether it was malice or something else.

The haunted bus soon drove into an unknown haunted place, but Lu Zhiwen was not in control of the bus all the time.

Just as Meng Xiaodong said, his body is still too weak. If he really continues to control the steering wheel, it will not take long for him to become the corpse on the steering wheel.

Driving a bus and pushing his physical limits is what he has to do now.

Only when he can drive the bus easily, he will become a real bus driver and have the power to control the operation of roads in reality and the supernatural world.

At the same time, Tong Qian and Fang Shiming had already arrived at the store.

This is the habit every morning and everyone is used to it. However, those who get up earlier than them are Xiao An, Xiao Xi, and the pianist Xiang Lan.

He Yuelian was there too, but she didn't seem to be in a good mood.

"Where is Xiao Liu? Didn't she perform in the store before?" Tong Qian was a little surprised. She didn't see Liu Qingqing today. It was like the sun rising from the west.

Liu Qingqing is pursuing the "store manager", and now He Yuelian is also pursuing the "store manager". Everyone knows this situation, and there have been some conflicts between the two.

Especially after the Babayan and Peach Blossom Spring incident in Shuangqiao Town, Liu Qingqing seemed to feel threatened by He Yuelian and often targeted her.

She also never misses the opportunity to express herself and let the "store manager" discover her abilities and charm.

Just like cleaning the store in the morning, these are the jobs of He Yuelian, Xiao An and Xiao Xi. At the beginning, Liu Qingqing would not participate, but in recent times, she has never missed it once.

Xianglan got involved simply to show that she was useful, so as to avoid being sent back to Caesar Hotel due to poor performance and become a ghost breeder with Anan and the others.

That means dealing with a bunch of evil spirits. Even though he knew they would rarely attack him, the mental pressure was still too great.

Recently, it seems that Anan and others have some mental problems.

But Liu Qingqing got involved simply because she didn't want to give the opportunity to perform to He Yuelian alone, but today, no one was seen.

Could it be that I overslept?

"She's still upstairs." He Yuelian glanced at Tong Qian, as if afraid that she didn't understand, and added, "On the third floor."

The third floor is Lin Yuan’s room.

Tong Qian nodded thoughtfully and did not pursue the matter any further. After all, it seemed that He Yuelian was a step slower, and she did not want to say any more to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.

She didn't have time to deal with others now, so she should just work hard and deal with some supernatural events when she had time, so that she could gather some ghosts to unlock Wang Lu's diary.

When she arrived at the kitchen door, she realized that Fang Shiming did not come with her. She looked back in confusion and saw Fang Shiming blocked at the door with an embarrassed look on his face.

The one who blocked him was none other than the ghost catcher Lao Fan.

Fortunately, although the ghost catcher Lao Fan stared at Fang Shiming, he did not attack him directly, because this is the Peace Hotel and they are all employees and cannot hurt each other.

"Is it interesting to watch a play?" Fang Shiming asked shyly.

Tong Qian frowned and murmured in a low voice: "Although Lao Fan also had feelings for Fang Shiming in the past, he would not stop him from coming in. What happened today? One strange thing after another happened one after another."

At this moment, Lin Yuan and Liu Qingqing came down from upstairs, chatting and laughing. After seeing this scene, they hurriedly shouted, "Old Fan and Old Fang, what are you doing?"

"boss!"

Fang Shiming exclaimed in surprise, then walked in with his head held high and his chest puffed out, giving an air of being a fox borrowing the power of a tiger to bully others.

Lin Yuan nodded and said in a deep voice: "In the future, if you have any private matters, try to solve them in your private time. This is a place for work, not a place for romance."

puff!
Although Lin Yuan's voice was very low, no one present was an ordinary person and could hear what he said.

For a moment, Fang Shiming's face turned red. He seemed to be able to feel that all the women present were staring at him with strange eyes.

He wanted to refute, but he couldn't lose his character, so he could only grit his teeth and said, "Got it, boss."

"Well, go do your work first." Lin Yuan nodded with satisfaction, then turned to the woman beside him and said, "I'll give you a day off today to go find your friends. Is there enough time?"

Liu Qingqing... no, it should be Zhang Youhong who naturally pulled Lin Yuan's sleeve and said, "Brother Yuan, why don't you come with me? It's also a good way to relax. Anyway, Xiao He and the others are in the store, so there won't be any trouble."

Click!

Lin Yuan looked back in confusion, glanced around and asked, "What was that sound just now? Did something break?"

"No, maybe it was a mouse."

He Yuelian hid the broken pieces of the cup in her hand expressionlessly. If looks could kill, Zhang Youhong's body would have been riddled with holes.

"Brother Yuan, please come with me. You know I'm still sick. If no one is with me, what if I suddenly have a relapse?" Zhang Youhong looked pitiful.

Although she is not as unrealistically beautiful as He Yuelian, her temperament, expression, and weak posture can really inspire people's desire to protect her.

Lin Yuan is an ordinary person, but he knows that office romance is not advisable.

But considering Liu Qingqing and Zhang Youhong's illness, he was indeed a little worried about them. After thinking for a while, he said, "How about this, Xiao He, you come along too."

Ok?
He Yuelian looked over in surprise, "Brother Yuan, can I go with you?"

"Well. The friend Xiao Liu is looking for this time will also work in the branch that you are in charge of. As the person in charge of the branch, you might as well go over for an interview to see if he is suitable." Lin Yuan said.

He Yuelian glanced at Zhang Youhong and said, "If they are not suitable, can we remove them all?"

"Of course. Since I let you be the person in charge of the branch, I will trust your judgment. Xiao Liu, is there any problem?" Lin Yuan asked.

Everyone thought Zhang Youhong would refuse, but she agreed generously. This surprised He Yuelian so much that she suspected Zhang Youhong had some conspiracy.

Even Liu Qingqing, who was watching in her consciousness, was very puzzled, "Why?"

(End of this chapter)