I open a restaurant in Mysterious Recovery

Chapter 674: The necromancer who lost his dignity, the seven elders who bowed down and worshiped

If they hadn't heard He Yin'er's identity from Old He himself, the shop owners on Ghost Street might have mistaken He Yin'er for Old He's...

Of course she is not a daughter-in-law, but an illegitimate daughter!
Looking at He Yiner's left eye, it is clearly not much different from Lao He's. This is obviously an inheritance from the necromancer's lineage.

But the supernatural is unique. Fortunately, the identity of He Yin'er explained by Lao He gave a reasonable explanation for this uncertainty. Now Lao He brought He Yin'er to the only Chinese medicine shop on the street.

There was only one old man in the Chinese medicine shop, and he was a blind man.

Along the way, Lao He's attitude towards the owners of various shops was relatively relaxed and casual, but when facing this blind old man who seemed to have limited ability to move independently, he was more respectful.

The name is also very polite, it is:
Mr. Zhang!
Including the shop owners who followed along to watch the fun, their voices were lowered a bit when they chatted, and there was also politeness and respect in their eyes. After all, this old man had been here when many of them were young.

A few years, even more than ten years passed, and the old man remained the same, seemingly without much change, while they all grew older.

The moment she saw this man, He Yiner understood his identity—the owner of the Chinese medicine shop, Zhang Bohua!

This old man who has moved into the Peace Hotel, actually stayed on the ghost street in Taiping Town for a while before moving to Zhongjiang City?

"Mr. Zhang, do you know the Peace Hotel?"

After explaining He Yiner's situation, Old He started asking more questions.

Zhang Bohua did not answer the question immediately, but turned to face He Yiner. His eyes were empty like holes, which made people's scalps numb.

Zhang Bohua's voice was obviously much more powerful and energetic than what He Yin'er remembered. "Have you seen me in the future?"

He Yiner answered without hesitation: "I have. In the future, you and an old lady named Meng Xiaodong live in 203 and 201 on the second floor of the Peace Hotel respectively. You also have an apprentice named Xiaoru, who also works as a chef in the Peace Hotel branch."

"That's what it is, that's what it is..."

Zhang Bohua murmured a few words in a low voice and waved his hands, obviously not intending to say more to Lao He and He Yiner. He stood up and walked out of the store.

Although he was blind, he walked very steadily and there was nothing unusual about him, just like a normal person.

No one dared to stop him. They just watched him leave Ghost Street and walk towards the outside of Taiping Town.

"What's wrong with Mr. Zhang? He hasn't answered your question yet. Does he know what Peace Hotel is? How come we haven't even heard of such a great hotel?"

The owner of the clothing store couldn't help but speak with some doubt.

At this moment, in full view of everyone, white mist suddenly rose from the empty space in front of He Yin'er, and then gathered into a display frame:

[NPC He Liansheng has been detected forcibly entering the game area Dadong City. Please ask He Yiner, the player with direct bloodline, to pay the cost of his departure:

Three ghosts, or equal resources.

(whether)】

This dialogue prompt box can be seen by everyone present.

The owner of the clothing store, who had a questioning look on his face just now, was now filled with horror. "How is that possible?"

There is no spiritual aura, no way to make contact, and no feeling of confrontation.

If they had not witnessed the appearance and existence of this white mist dialog box with their own eyes, no one would believe that such a thing existed here.

What does this mean?
It only proves one thing, that the person who caused this situation is far more terrifying than them, and has reached a level that they cannot understand.

Lao He also tried, but got nothing. This made him feel depressed, and he was also a little confused. "I'm the kid's father, why can't I pay the price?"

He Yiner looked at the word "NPC" and guessed something, "Maybe it's because of my identity as a 'player'."

"Player? I understand. But Yin'er, I can't let a junior like you spend money. So, all this money is given to you." Lao He said, taking out a pile of colorful banknotes from his arms.

This is ghost money. There are three-yuan, four-yuan and seven-yuan notes in denomination.

Roughly speaking, it would be around 70 or 80 yuan, which is a huge sum of money!
When Lao He took it out, the shop owners around were obviously stunned for a moment, with a touch of emotion in their eyes. Xiao Liu, who had made many background boards, was drooling with envy at this moment!
There's no way, this money is just too much!
He Yin'er was stunned for a moment, then quickly said, "No, no, I have my own money."

"It's different. The money you have is your own money. Now it's that brat Asheng who needs money. How can he let you, his granddaughter, pay for it? By then, he might not even have the face to see you again."

Old He obviously knew He Liansheng very well and guessed what He Liansheng was thinking at once.

He Yiner smiled bitterly and said, "Grandpa, you may have misunderstood me. What I meant was that the currency in the game cannot be used to pay for the game system. In other words, I need to pay for this money in reality. I can't use the money in your hand."

"Is that so? That doesn't matter. After we go to the future, we will help you catch some ghosts." Lao He didn't hesitate. They were all family after all.

And there is a way to travel to the future, so there is nothing much to say.

He Yiner laughed happily.

Ever since He Liansheng's death more than half a year ago, even though Boss Liu, the middle-aged woman and the faceless man were still with her, she still felt an indescribable loneliness.

Until now.

Although it was just a game, and I met my elders from the past, the feeling of being alone was definitely gone.

There are so many elders around her who can serve as her support.

that's nice!

In Dadong City, He Liansheng appeared in the suburbs again. Looking at the wall of white fog that towered into the sky, his face turned pale and blue, and he felt extremely embarrassed.

But in the end, he could only sigh quietly, "This time, I really don't have the face to see my future granddaughter."

"Then turn your grief and anger into motivation. Whether you stay in this era or go to the real world, you should work hard to make money!" Lin Yuan snorted and retracted his gaze.

Virtual games are battlefields prepared for players.

Although Lin Yuan did not restrict the movements of indigenous NPCs like He Liansheng, they were not allowed to run around, especially someone like He Liansheng who ran directly from Taiping Town to Dadong City.

How can this be possible without having been teleported through the White Fog Ghost Realm and without having made any consumption?

As for the others?
Zhang Dong's existence is like a mountain. The captain of the new generation has developed very well, but he still lacks time and foundation and has not grown to the extreme. Otherwise, he would not have used the White Mist Ghost Domain like teasing a child, and he would not have had the ability to resist at all.

Don’t bring up Meng Xiaodong and Zhang Bohua. Although they are also members of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, the Seven Elders of the Republic of China are also divided into two levels: Zhang Dong and the other seven elders.

Unable to surpass the level of the other seven elders, to Lin Yuan now, he is just a tool to collect evil spirits and is not worthy of too much attention.

not to mention.

Now most of the captains have been labeled with him. Even if they die, they will leave their supernatural powers and rules in the Peace Hotel. There is no need to worry too much.

The main purpose of this virtual game is to provide He Yiner with an opportunity for the bosses of Taiping Ancient Town in the Gengshen Year to go to the real world.

With this as a bridge, even Zhang Dong had no suitable reason to stop it.

On the current chessboard, only he and Zhang Dong are sitting at the two ends of the chessboard. They are the only two chess players, no one else.

The necromancer lineage in Taiping Town, the Wang family in Dadong City, the captain in reality, Yang Xiaotian, and even Meng Xiaodong and the ghost peddler, are nothing more than chess pieces placed on the chessboard, nothing more.

In this game of chess, Lin Yuan has already gained the advantage.

The most direct manifestation was that Zhang Dong left the map of this virtual game and disappeared without a trace, allowing Lin Yuan to arrange the chess game according to his own ideas without any constraints.

Of course, this was just a small victory.

Whether it is Dadong City or Taiping Town, they are just cities and places and cannot represent the entire Gengshen Year. The chess game between him and Zhang Dong will continue.

And it is predictable that when he comes again next time, he will face an extremely terrifying confrontation.

"Fortunately, the next time I come here, it should be after Zhang Dong dies. As long as I can get Zhang Dong's supernatural rules, even if it's only a part, there won't be so many restrictions when the Gengshen year comes."

Lin Yuan rubbed his eyebrows.

Without the interference of Zhang Dong, a huge external force, Lin Yuan was just about to arrange the script for the captains to go to Taiping Town, but someone else came.

Looking at the person coming, Lin Yuan frowned.

Zhang Bohua?
Unlike the real Zhang Bohua, although Zhang Bohua at this time also looked old, he was undoubtedly much younger. Moreover, he was standing outside the white fog wall of Dadong City, obviously waiting for Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan took a look at the battle at the edge of the Dadong City map.

Chen Qiaoyang cleared all the monsters in advance, and this time Lin Yuan also invested fifty resources into the map.

In other words, Chen Qiaoyang has fifty ghosts with him, and the ghost herder with a sufficient number of evil ghosts is the most terrifying. Even with the joint efforts of Yang Jian, Li Leping, Liu San and others, they are still caught in a continuous confrontation for a while.

Mr. and Mrs. Wang Lu did not come. They did not stay in Dadong City, but stayed in the branch store, apparently waiting for news.

"Chen Qiaoyang seems to be extremely hostile to us and even wants to steal the pendulum clock in our house. Are we really not going to take action this time?" The woman was a little confused.

Wang Lu said in a deep voice: "Don't forget the current situation. We are just NPCs. Let the players solve their own problems. If they can't solve them, then wait. I believe Chen Qiaoyang will come to find us again."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." The woman didn't say anything else.

Lin Yuan couldn't help laughing as he listened to their conversation.

This second generation of the Wang family in Dadong City understands the situation and compromise much better than the third generation of the Wang family in reality, but this should also be related to the several books "Wang Lu Diary!" he had produced before.

Now, two of these diaries are in Wang Lu's possession, and the information recorded in these diaries is also affecting Wang Lu's consciousness and cognition.

For example, plant the memory of meeting Lin Yuan in his childhood in his memory.

As long as Lin Yuan is willing, he can borrow Shen Lin's supernatural rules at any time and use Wang Lu's memory as a medium to travel to an earlier time and space.

Lin Yuan had also been there once before, but unfortunately, the attack plan in the Gengshen year was too slow and was delayed for too long.

"After Zhang Dong dies, the progress will have to be accelerated."

After making the decision, Lin Yuan took a step forward and arrived outside the white fog ghost domain, but he did not walk out of the white fog wall, but from a farther place.

It looked as if he came from another place.

Zhang Bohua suddenly turned around, and stared straight in the direction of Lin Yuan with two holes without eyeballs. "I never thought that such a terrifying existence as you would be hidden in these decades."

Lin Yuan is now deducing himself in the Gengshen year.

He also had a considerable understanding of "An Actor's Self-cultivation". After taking a look at Zhang Bohua, he turned his gaze to the wall of white fog that towered into the clouds.

With his hands behind his back and dressed in classic clothes of the era, he looks very young, but he gives people an irresistible pressure.

Zhang Bohua felt this pressure, but what was more important was the unspeakable terror revealed by this pressure.

Discontinued?
Feeling the pressure that made his body tremble slightly, Zhang Bohua was not angry. Instead, he showed a look of relief, "You should have shown up earlier, but it's not too late now."

"Have you determined the future you want now? Although I came to you decades later, he didn't make it that far, otherwise he wouldn't be in this situation now. You should understand this."

Lin Yuan was a little surprised.

He put on this superior attitude just to win Zhang Bohua to his side.

Judging from the actual situation, Zhang Bohua is the one who is easier to win over among the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, because his ideas are the most passionate and the simplest.

That is, I want to see the hope of ending the supernatural era!

As long as he can give the other party a glimmer of hope, Zhang Bohua will provide sufficient investment and help. But if he can give the other party a greater hope, will Zhang Bohua give everything he has?
In real life, Zhang Bohua has already achieved this.

Although Lin Yuan has not yet accepted Zhang Bohua's supernatural rules as his own, it is only a matter of time.

He did this to Zhang Bohua in the Gengshen year, and also wanted Zhang Bohua to help him open up the situation in the Gengshen year. However, he never thought that he just made a gesture and Zhang Bohua actually surrendered?

(End of this chapter)