Mysterious Resurrection: Starting from the Hanged Man Path

Chapter 87 Crying poor
As soon as these words were spoken, the ghost rider in the conference room looked at Zhang Xiansheng again.

The communication was disconnected at this moment.

"Try to restart the surveillance in the experimental base and check the current situation of the ghost coffin." Wang Xiaoming ordered.

The staff member responded, turned around and left to prepare.

"The ghost catcher is still killing people, which means the danger level is still rising. Correspondingly, the reward will also increase. Professor Wang should understand this, right?" Zhang Xiansheng asked.

Wang Xiaoming thought for a moment: "How to improve?"

"One red ghost candle every ten minutes, this price should be reasonable, right?" Zhang Xiansheng said, glancing at everyone in the venue.

Deputy Minister Cao Yanhua was a little impatient and said immediately: "Boss Zhang, this is too expensive. The headquarters does not have that much stock. Red ghost candles are a scarce resource. Everyone here is considered a top ghost rider, and not everyone has one."

"Of course, if it's white ghost candles, the headquarters still has some in stock, and we can calculate it based on one candle every ten minutes."

"The white ghost candle is useless to me. Having it is enough for me." Zhang Xiansheng said, reaching out and holding a pale jade hand.

The owner of this hand was wearing a blood-red wedding dress and a red veil on her head. She was standing behind him, almost sticking to him.

In the eyes of Cao Yanhua and ordinary people in the scene, Zhang Xiansheng just grabbed the air. They couldn't see the ghost bride at all, but the ghost rider could see it.

In addition, although they couldn't see it, they knew that there was a female ghost following them.

Cao Yanhua seemed very embarrassed: "But the stock of red ghost candles is indeed worrying. As supernatural events become more and more frequent, some higher-level supernatural events, if we want to reduce the casualties and solve them smoothly, we need to rely on red ghost candles to a large extent."

"Mr. Zhang, what do you think of this? I won't bargain for the ghost money. I'll give it all to you. For the red ghost candle, you can have one per hour. If you bring a white ghost candle, you will have two ghost candles per hour."

Before Zhang Xiansheng could reply, a ghost rider jumped out and advised: "Boss Zhang, the headquarters really can't provide so many resources. If we give them all, the frequent supernatural events will be a big trouble."

"You don't want those more difficult supernatural incidents to go unsolved, do you?"

"Why not take a step back and collect some symbolically? I think the plan Minister Cao just proposed is very good. Two ghost candles per hour. We don't need to make any moves. We just need to wait for some time."

Zhang Xiansheng's mouth twitched, and he looked at the ghost rider who had spoken and asked curiously, "Are you a ghost rider from an island country?"

"Ah? No."

The ghost rider was a little confused. Why did they suddenly change the topic?
Zhang Xiansheng said: "Then why are you so angry? And you are really generous, just like a savior. Let's put it this way, in order to improve your personality, I am willing to make some sacrifices."

"Just do as Minister Cao said. If you want me to take action later, then from now on, I will use one red ghost candle and one white ghost candle per hour. Also, I want you to be brought along. Let's deal with the ghost messenger incident together and become saviors together."

"Really, I was just touched, but you can't just talk the talk."

After a pause, Zhang Xiansheng continued, "What I hate most is people who just talk big, or you could say, people who pretend to be cool."

"Theoretically, you should kill them right away, but I am a kind person and I like to fulfill their wishes. Soon your wish to be the savior will come true."

"Even if you die, it should be worth it for working with me to handle the ghost messenger incident. The headquarters will definitely reward you and publicize it. Don't you think so, Minister Cao?"

Cao Yanhua, who was cueed, responded: "Yes, the headquarters will give great rewards and publicity."

"How is it? Did your wish come true?" Zhang Xiansheng asked.

The ghost rider refused directly: "No, if I go there, I will die. I can deal with other supernatural events while I am alive. I shouldn't die in vain."

"This is not a waste of life, but a way to go down in history. In the future, whenever the supernatural world mentions ghost incidents, your name will be mentioned. People will know that you are brave and fearless, and resolutely followed the leader of the circle of friends, Zhang Xiansheng, that is, me, to deal with a supernatural incident of level X." Zhang Xiansheng said. The ghost rider hesitated for a moment, and then admitted his mistake: "I admit it. I was jealous of you just now, because you could get the red and white ghost candles so easily, so I wanted to persuade you to be magnanimous. I am a mean person, and I was wrong."

"That's right. If it were anything else, I might be more generous, but what I hate most is talking big and pretending to be

b, but the crime is not punishable by death, so I will give you a small punishment. "

As Zhang Xiansheng spoke, the scene beneath his feet changed instantly.

A pair of red scissors broke through the water.

Zhang Xiansheng held the ghost scissors and said, "I said that the person in front of me will die from the resurrection of the evil ghost in a month."

“Click~” “Click~”

There were quite a few ghost riders in the conference room, including several captains who had already been appointed by the headquarters.

Although they couldn't see what the scissors cut, they still had good eyesight and could make some guesses.

Just now, Zhang Xiansheng could be said to have made his words come true, which could be called a divine skill, but there are no gods in this world, only ghosts.

This will definitely come with a certain price, and the ghost riders who have watched the battle in Ping An Building roughly speculated that the scissors can cut off the price.

They couldn't help but wonder if they could cut off the price of the evil spirit's revival.

If the price of doing what one says can be cut off, then it makes no sense that the price of reviving the evil spirit cannot be cut off.

Thinking of this, many ghost riders looked at the scissors with fiery eyes.

Almost in an instant, the ghost rider's condition deteriorated at a speed visible to the naked eye.

He was shocked and angry at the same time. He was shocked by the other party's methods and angry that he might only have a month left to live.

Zhang Xiansheng was very casual, his tone relaxed: "Don't look at me like that, you should be thankful that this is the headquarters' conference room. I originally thought of seven days, the first seven days of returning souls would have more meaning, but I think it's too cruel. After all, I'm a kind person, and I still have to maintain my character."

"You look like you can only live for two months at most. Cutting your life in half is a punishment. But from another perspective, it's also a motivation. After all, pressure is motivation."

"you!"

You talked for a long time, but in the end you were speechless.

After calming down for a while.

"Minister Cao, I will not attend the meeting."

Cao Yanhua said: "I understand, you can go down."

The ghost rider responded and quickly left the meeting room.

"Now no one is complaining, we can have a good talk." Zhang Xiansheng looked at Cao Yanhua: "I can take a step back, half an hour, one white ghost candle, one red ghost candle."

"This thing is not very useful to me, but after all, there is a force behind it. Even though it's just for fun, it still needs something to make it look presentable."

"In fact, you can just let me go directly. Now it's all the damn money. What do you think, Professor Wang?"

(End of this chapter)