Mysterious Resurrection: The Peddler

Chapter 491 Paving the Way for Four Generations of the Wang Family
"Liu San, Li Leping, they are all diving into the spiritual lands. Fortunately, there are captains who are keeping awe and defending. Otherwise, if these spiritual lands get out of control, the headquarters will not have enough manpower to support them. Even if the captains take turns to participate, they will be exhausted sooner or later."

“There is no unploughed field, only tired oxen.”

After leaving Guizhong, Cao Yang returned to Dachuan City again, and Jiang Che was still there to receive him. Jiang Che controlled three ghosts, and there was no doubt that he was the strongest ghost driver under the captain, and he would definitely have a place in the spiritual circle in the future.

"Captain Cao, take care. I will take good care of Dachuan City."

Jiang Che said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"If there is a situation that cannot be handled, please report it immediately and other captains will come to support you."

After leaving a word, Cao Yang left. He had wasted some time in Guizhong. Now it was past midnight and a new day had arrived. Only Wei Jing, who was buried in the earth grave, was left with his life or death unknown.

"It will probably take a long time for Wei Jing to completely control the ghost messenger. If he wants to make this trip, he can try it directly in the fake world."

Cao Yang found a hotel in Dakun City to stay in. It was not polite to visit others late at night. Although most of the captains did not need this kind of rest, Cao Yang did not plan to continue the action at this time.

Fake world, Dahan City.

"There are still many mysteries about the Ghost Post Office that have not been clarified. We can use this little time to explore it."

Cao Yang appeared in the lobby on the first floor of the Ghost Post Office. The previous person in charge, Sun Rui, became the new administrator. Seeing Cao Yang coming, he immediately showed up to receive him.

"Captain Cao."

Sun Rui was leaning on a golden cane, looking very sick, which was caused by the disease.

"I came to see how Wei Jing was doing. The headquarters will hold a captain meeting in two days. It would be best if Wei Jing could attend."

Sun Rui nodded, slammed the cane in his hand to the ground, and then a huge grave mound suddenly appeared.

Then, the raised grave mound began to shake violently, the smelly and black soil kept falling off, and the interior of the grave was gradually exposed.

It was a corpse, wearing the uniform of the head of the headquarters, with a dark and dark complexion and a lot of grave soil on its face.

"The guards may be dead. If the ghost messenger gets out of control, the risk will be great."

"I will bear all the risks. I will dispose of him directly the moment I confirm that he is dead."

Sun Rui stopped talking and just waited silently with Cao Yang.

After a few minutes, Wei Jing's body suddenly twitched, which was a sign that he was about to wake up.

However, it was not Wei Jing who woke up, but the ghost. The thick darkness quickly dissipated, and the corpse suddenly opened its eyes. The dead eyes were all pitch black, without a trace of spirit or breath of life.

"Captain Cao!"

Sun Rui was suddenly shocked.

Cao Yang ignored it and directly annihilated this false world. Everything was wiped out, as if the world had undergone a major restart.

"Sure enough, the time is still too short. Wei Jing, you should calm down a little more."

The result was expected, although helpless, it could not be changed.

"Someone needs to take up Wei Jing's vacant position. Wen Zhong and Liu Qi have enough experience, but they are still lacking in ability. More importantly, they do not have absolute strength."

"It seems that Zhang Xianguang has to take over first. When Wei Jing is unearthed, maybe he will have a place in the future." At nine o'clock, Cao Yang appeared in Ning'an Building in Dadong City. Unexpectedly, Wang Chaling was not there and his phone could not be reached.

"Strange, could it be that he went to the Wang family's ancestral home?"

Cao Yang flashed and appeared directly in front of the gate of the Wang family's ancestral home.

Just when he was about to open the door and enter, Wang Chaling suddenly appeared again, but his face looked very bad, and there were even some blue-black corpse spots on his face, which looked very weird.

"Cao Yang, you're here."

Wang Chaling's voice sounded a little tired.

"One of Lucifer's attacks was fatal. Although my grandparents and parents were able to help me suppress the resurrection of the evil spirit, they were unable to exorcise the influence of the supernatural on me, resulting in my current state not being very good."

As he spoke, he began to cough violently, and even sticky black blood was flowing out of his eyes and ears.

"Cao Yang, can you please do me a favor and let's talk somewhere else?"

Wang Chaling's expression was a little distorted, but he still opened the ghost den and took Cao Yang back to Ning'an Building.

"Tell me, how do you want me to help you?"

Cao Yang took out a few small strings of wind chimes. The wind chimes were made of ghost jade and could help the user recover from their injuries. The price was that they would be contaminated by the unknown curse on the old talisman paper.

Wang Chaling took the wind chime, and several ghost jades immediately weathered and dissipated, and his complexion also looked better.

"Remember you suggested that I give up trying to escape the cursed fate, because when grandpa and grandma made this decision, they might have been thinking about putting an end to the supernatural. After all, only ghosts can fight ghosts."

"You are right. But it seems that I don't have the ability to fulfill the ambitions of my elders. Perhaps my son, the fourth generation of the Wang family, can. From the moment he is born, he will stand at the top of the supernatural circle of that era."

"But as a father, I still want to do something for him. I want him to be a superstar at the beginning and be born different."

There was a gleam of light in Wang Chaling's eyes. Of course he had ambitions, but he could also face the reality. What he could not accomplish, he would leave to future generations.

"Supernatural events will only increase in number, and ghosts will only become more vicious. Ordinary people are not qualified to choose their own lives. The future belongs to the supernatural and ghost masters."

"I have prepared a plan for the four generations of the Wang family to become aliens, but this plan is still missing an important part, which is a kind of spiritual power of consciousness."

"Cao Yang, I need the supernatural power that the pianist controls. I can exchange it for other ghosts and supernatural items."

Wang Chaling said sincerely.

"It's a small problem. I have wiped out his consciousness, but his supernatural powers all come from a piano. It is a curse. I will deposit the curse on the phonograph and give it to you."

As he spoke, Cao Yang took out an exquisite and elegant phonograph from somewhere, but the phonograph exuded a cold aura because it contained a terrible curse that could erase consciousness.

"I want to hear about your plan. Maybe I can help you improve it. After all, the fourth generation of the Wang family will definitely be the leader of that era. It would be great for me, as an uncle, to contribute a little."

Cao Yang smiled, he didn’t know how long his consciousness could last, maybe a few years, maybe decades, but the four generations of the Wang family would definitely live longer than him. Cao Yang was very happy to see such a person continue to stand at the headquarters.

"Okay, but don't tell anyone. After all, no one knows if there are any enemies of the Wang family lurking in the spiritual world."

"That's natural."

(End of this chapter)