Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 78 Embroidered Shoes

"and many more."

Li Yao paused.

The blood river opened up, Zhang Xiansheng took out the ghost scissors from it, and then looked at Li Yao.

"I say, the person in front of you should kill the evil and retreat."

Although Li Yao didn't feel anything, she knew that she had gained a great benefit, which was something those ghost riders could never get.

She hurriedly said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

“Click~” “Click~”

Zhang Xiansheng waved his hand, motioning Li Yao to leave, and soon he was the only one left in the conference room.

Soon, his figure disappeared and appeared on the bottom floor of Ping An Building.

This is a safe house made of gold and belongs to Fang Shiming’s secret base.

The room was fully furnished. Zhang Xiansheng looked around and his eyes finally stopped on an open wooden door.

This is where Fang Shiming’s real body was before.

Zhang Xiansheng found a chair and sat down at random.

The biggest gain from yesterday’s confrontation with Zhang Xianguang was the upcoming attention of the outer gods, and the information that can be obtained from this is enormous.

If chanting the name of the Fallen Mother Goddess can gain attention, then can other Outer Gods also be noticed? Or does it require a person of the level of the Old Ones Pillars?

If the outer gods can do it, then the righteous gods of the mysterious world can theoretically do it too. The most important thing is the real creator.

Zhang Xiansheng had a hunch that the true creator could be watching him.

This may be due to the card of blasphemy, or perhaps it is due to him himself.

He didn't plan to try it because it was too risky.

at the same time.

The training base at the headquarters.

"Young people should stop sighing all the time. Be more positive. There are still many beautiful things in this world."

Yang Jian looked at the man who spoke, and his tone was very surprised: "Zhao Jianguo? Weren't you shot?"

The smile on Zhao Jianguo's face froze instantly.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I was just fired and am currently in charge of receiving you at the training base."

"That's really miserable. From being the captain of the communications department, he became a... waiter." Yang Jian said.

Zhao Jianguo's face turned dark instantly and he almost couldn't hold it together.

He pretended to be relaxed and said, "Not bad, much better than a waiter. I have a lot of free time, so I can read the newspaper more often."

Yang Jian replied: "You still read newspapers now? If I were you, I would never read newspapers in my life."

Zhao Jianguo was not angry and just laughed it off.

"Although you have always treated me like this, to be honest, I am really happy to see you again. By the way, have you met that girl Liu Xiaoyu? How did you feel?"

"The short girl who likes to dress up as a loli?" Yang Jian asked back.

Zhao Jianguo laughed, "Don't young people like this style? You can try to make friends with her. She cares about you a lot."

At this time.

A surprised voice came along with hurried footsteps.

"Yang Jian?"

Yang Jian looked back and saw a familiar person. It was the woman who controlled the crying ghost on the bus before. Her name seemed to be Liu Jia.

He was also a little surprised, but he reacted quickly.

The other party was obviously recruited by the headquarters, which is consistent with her character.

"Liu Jia, long time no see." "It's you, are you also receiving training?" Liu Jia said.

Yang Jian responded.

Zhao Jianguo said: "That's really a coincidence, we can serve them all in a short time."

"Your voice sounds familiar. You must be Captain Zhao, who was responsible for persuading me to join the headquarters. Are you responsible for receiving us?" Liu Jia asked in a surprised tone.

Zhao Jianguo waved his hand, "I made some mistakes and was demoted. Now I'm just a... waiter. Come with me, both of you."

"Sorry, Captain Zhao." Liu Jia said.

Zhao Jianguo seemed to be unconcerned and walked into the training base with Yang Jian and Liu Jia.

Soon, several people came to a room in the training base.

The room is very large, with more than a dozen people sitting in it. Those who can sit here are undoubtedly ghost riders.

Among them, Yang Jian was familiar with several people, such as Zhang Lei and Wang Jiang, whom he had met before at Ping An Hotel.

On the podium in the room stood a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples, short hair, a serious expression, and full of energy.

Some key words are written on the blackboard, such as ghost, history, origin, conjecture, etc.

Liu Jia's eyes fell on a male ghost rider, not because he was handsome, but because he was wearing a pair of very eye-catching embroidered shoes on his feet. These were a pair of embroidered shoes that did not exist in reality.

The other person seemed to sense Liu Jia's gaze and turned to look over. He was instantly shocked by the mourning clothes and the white cloth covering his face.

Zhao Jianguo then explained: "Professor Bai's theory is still very interesting. It can help some new ghost handlers to eliminate their fear of evil spirits, so it is set as the first lesson."

Yang Jian and Liu Jia did not respond.

"Yang Jian, be careful and don't cause any trouble. I'll be going back first."

After saying that, Zhao Jianguo left.

Yang Jian and Liu Jia looked at each other and walked into the room.

Zhang Lei in the room had already noticed the two people and immediately greeted them and motioned them to come over.

Yang Jian and Liu Jia naturally walked over.

The professor at the podium naturally noticed the two of them, but didn't say anything and continued speaking.

Yang Jian was a little curious: "Who is this Professor Bai?"

"He introduced himself just now. I think his name is Bai Xuewen. He has been studying the history of various countries since college, especially the stories about gods and ghosts. He is a very prestigious professor." Zhang Lei whispered.

Liu Jia didn't pay attention to these. Her eyes were still vaguely looking at the embroidered shoes on the ghost rider's feet.

Of course, there were also many ghost riders who looked at her, not because of her beauty, but because of the horror that came from her instinctive fear.

Yang Jian noticed Liu Jia's gaze at this time and looked over immediately, but it was just a pair of feet. It couldn't be a foot fetish. Most likely, he saw something else.

A ghost eye quietly opened in the palm of the hand.

He saw something different, a pair of red embroidered shoes with some patterns embroidered on them.

This made him think of the corpse bride. Now it should be a ghost bride, after all, she is not a mummy anymore.

The patterns and designs on this pair of red embroidered shoes match the wedding dress and the red veil very well.

If Zhang Xiansheng knew about this, he would probably kill people and take the ghost away.

Thinking of this, he observed a minute of silence for his brother in his heart.

Sometimes I think that the Hanged Man Zhang Xiansheng is quite kind. He cares about others and doesn't just exploit them. Of course, the premise of all this is that you don't have what he wants.

Yang Jian’s actions seemed very secretive to ordinary people, but in front of these dozen or so ghost riders, they seemed somewhat "open and aboveboard".

Qian Yi, the owner of the embroidered shoes, was very depressed. He was repeatedly peeped at, especially at his feet, which made him feel inexplicably ashamed.

The key is that no one can afford to offend him. I don’t know the woman who peeped at me first, but I can tell at a glance that she can kill me.

The other is the famous Ghost Eye Yang Jian, who is easier to kill himself.

(End of this chapter)