Mysterious Resurrection: Proof from the Red and White Duo

Since the supernatural bus disappeared, Fang Jing, unable to board it, got up and planned to run away.

Unfortunately, no matter how fast he reacted, he couldn't compare to Ghost Domain.

This time, Chu Mo didn't even give him a chance to speak, directly summoning the human skin paper and the ghost infant from the other party's body.

He picked up the human skin paper from the ground and kicked the ghost baby into the arms of the mummy bride.

Chu Mo did not intend to let the ghost baby stay in Dachang City any longer.

Since Zhao Kaiming is deliberately causing trouble, then I'll play along to the end.

Didn't you want to raise a ghost baby in Dachang City to make a deal with the wishing ghost and then resurrect your relatives?

Sorry, I'll just take the ghost baby away. If you're so capable, come to Zhongzhou City and snatch the ghost baby while the peddler is attacking you.

"Yan Li, it's time to go."

Chu Mo spoke calmly, as if the confrontation just now was insignificant.

Yan Li quickly ran over, but his face still showed doubt and fear of Zhao Kaiming.

Yang Jian followed, and he and Yan Li both asked the same question.

Why is Fang Jing still alive?

Chu Mo was not surprised.

The reactivation of the wishing ghost's range does not erase memories, so it's normal for the two to feel strange.

Chu Mo explained it to the two of them.

"I see......"

"It looks like we'll have even fewer chances to meet in the future."

Yang Jian sighed, saying that he had learned a lot about the supernatural from spending the past few days with Chu Mo.

This is something that almost no one else would teach, but the other person told me without reservation.

To be honest, if he could, he really didn't want Chu Mo to leave Dachang City.

But he understood that everyone's pursuits were different, and he would not interfere with Chu Mo's development.

"I'll take you to the airport."

Yang Jian took out a car key, which was the car that the swindler monk in Furen Shopping Mall used to drive, worth 300 million.

Chu Mo naturally wouldn't refuse.

The two people on this side quickly boarded the plane that headquarters had parked at the airport, led by Yang Jian.

But Zhao Kaiming, on the other hand, did not receive such good treatment.

After he was reactivated within the Wishing Ghost's range, he was taken back to the logistics warehouse he had rented in Dachang City.

Cold sweat beaded on his forehead, and his eyes still held a lingering sense of terror.

After that initial emotion subsided, it quickly turned into anger.

He grabbed a beer bottle from the table next to him and smashed it forward.

boom!

The bottle shattered, but it missed its target.

He stared at the stark white wall and roared, "Dead, dead again! For what you wanted, I lost four more family members!!!"

"Damn it, aren't you supposed to be omnipotent? How come you can't even handle a rookie ghost tamer?"

No one responded.

"Playing dead, huh?"

Zhao Kaiming pulled out a gold pistol from his pocket, cocked it, and started firing wildly at the wall.

"Speak up! Say something to me!"

Only after the magazine was completely emptied did he slump back onto the sofa.

Soon, the sound of footsteps could be heard in the room.

Zhao Kaiming, however, paid no attention and instead buried his head in his hands, falling into a state of silence and collapse.

But just as my footsteps stopped at the door of a room in the logistics warehouse.

Zhao Kaiming, who had been silent, suddenly sprang to his feet and overturned the coffee table.

"Did I fucking say I let you in?!"

The footsteps quickly disappeared.

The silence lasted for several minutes.

After calming down, Zhao Kaiming planned to get some food.

He didn't want to eat; he was making food for his deceased relatives.

Only in this way can I soothe the slight guilt in my heart and make myself feel that I am still alive.

Just then, a familiar yet unfamiliar wind chime sounded from the doorway.

Then came a knock on the door.

Zhao Kaiming's heart skipped a beat.

"Are you kidding me? That ghost actually followed me all the way here?"

He had no idea that the ghost Chu Mo released would keep its eyes on him; this was not a good thing.

But the knocking stopped after a few seconds.

Immediately afterwards, footsteps were heard at the door.

A shadow carrying a cargo box is projected onto the wall under the lights of the logistics corridor.

A faint stench of decay wafted from the doorway, and Zhao Kaiming's expression was even more disgusted than if he had eaten feces.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't been so eager to catch that ghost baby, I wouldn't have been targeted by it at all!"

Zhao Kaiming regretted it; he shouldn't have attacked Chu Mo.

But what's done is done, and since he couldn't change it, he could only bear the other party's retaliation.

Not long after.

The peddler walked down the corridor to Zhao Kaiming and extended his withered, thin hand again.

It is demanding goods.

Zhao Kaiming took two steps back, then looked at the wishing ghost.

The peddler paused, seemingly realizing that Zhao Kaiming was unable to deliver the goods, and then the box behind the carrying pole suddenly opened a corner.

Almost instantly, Zhao Kaiming lost his sight.

The inky darkness enveloped the entire logistics warehouse, and this darkness was angular and angular, like a box.

Without any warning, Zhao Kaiming was directly locked inside the cargo box containing the ghost realm by the peddler.

This is the ghost's logic for acting.

We accept goods when there are goods, and we accept people when there are no goods.

If anything the peddler considers a commodity and the transaction isn't completed within the designated time, then what awaits you is this ghost's merciless attack.

However, at the very moment Zhao Kaiming was attacked, the entire room blurred again, and the wishing ghost once again activated its range to restart.

......

The next day.

When Chu Mo and Yan Li got off at Zhongzhou Airport, they were ushered into a special private channel.

To avoid attracting attention, he hid the dried-up corpse bride in the Ghost Realm all the way.

With Yang Jian providing the ability to see ghosts, he wasn't worried about the overuse of supernatural powers.

There were only the two of them on this trip; Yan Li's family members were not included in the itinerary.

"Chu Mo, Zhao Jianguo has told me about your file and situation. I welcome your willingness to cooperate with headquarters."

A burly man in his early thirties, wearing a police uniform and with a scar on his forehead, stepped forward and greeted them.

"My name is Cheng Hao, and I am currently the direct person in charge of Zhongzhou City. I hope we can continue to work together in the future."

Cheng Hao didn't engage in any formalities; instead, he adopted a businesslike attitude, though his tone was very amiable and lacked any sense of arrogance.

"Hello, Cheng Hao. Let me introduce you. This is Yan Li, my current partner."

Chu Mo gave a brief introduction, then nodded sternly to the other party without making any further moves.

In his view, being able to chat with a city official was already a great honor.

"I'll take you to the rooms arranged by headquarters to rest first, and let you get used to the pace of life in this city. I hope you have a great time."

Cheng Hao did not communicate with the other party formally directly. This required a buffer period, after all, no one wants to start working as soon as they arrive in a new city.

Led by Cheng Hao, the two got into a black Volkswagen.

It's clear that even though the person in charge is in charge, they are extremely low-key in their daily travels.

"So, is this your first time in Zhongzhou City? Are you surprised?"

Cheng Hao sat in the driver's seat and started chatting with the two men.

"fine."

Chu Mo nodded. "As the person in charge of a city, your personal visit to pick me up is actually more surprising to me than seeing the prosperity of this city."