Horrible Recovery: Start Unlocking Eight Techniques!

The next morning.

As the field disappeared, dozens of cold men in trench coats suddenly appeared on the street.

The passers-by around were taken aback.

None of them knew where these people came from.

There are several elderly people, after seeing this scene, they thought they were terrorists in the movie.

He directly picked up his mobile phone and called the police.

"Let's go, go to the precinct first." Lanna withdrew her gaze and turned her head to look at the group of ghost envoys.

Everyone nodded.

As soon as the words fell, everyone quickly left the urban village.

Shortly after they left, a police car came.

It's just that the terrorists in those old people have long disappeared.

.........

North City, Ziyun Temple.

After a sleepless night, Tang Ling did not feel sleepy, but felt very energetic, and the whole person was refreshed.

"Open panel."

[Host: Tang Ling

Identity: Ziyun Guan Guan Main

Strength: SSS

Ability: Tong Tian Qiu (completed), Liuku Immortal Thief (completed), Wind Hou Qi Gate (30%) [Currently unlock Fuxi eight characters: Qian, Zhen, Kan...

]. Props: Broken Evil Ghost Eye (fused, 65%), Taoist Heirloom Token *1, True Qi Great Supplement Pill *88, Zijin Town Ghost Bell, Binding Immortal Lock Soul Rope, Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror....]

Retracting the panel, Tang Ling glanced at Er Niu, who was sleeping on his stomach at the cash register.

"This guy, quite a bit of a conscience, knows to wait for me." After that, he walked towards the store, and then picked up Er Niu and took him to the bedroom inside...

Not long after, when he came out again, he saw an unexpected person.

Director of Hwaseong, Jiang Wangjie.

Seeing that the other party has been looking at those small products when they are lost in thought.

Tang Ling couldn't help but think of something.

"Could it be that with such a strong physical quality from the ghost envoy, you also need to use these small products of mine..." Thinking of this, Tang Ling's eyes looked at each other a little strangely.

Of course, he didn't think that Jiang Wangjie was here to trouble him.

Although he had seen several times, because of the ghost eyes and the Dao robe, the other party could not see his face clearly.

Let's not talk about this, even if you really let him come to trouble.

Trouble finding a Heavenly Master whose strength is much stronger than she doesn't know?

It's not a light in the toilet, looking for shi.

In fact, as Tang Ling expected, Jiang Wangjie did not know that this Purple Cloud Temple was opened by that mysterious heavenly master.

Lanna didn't tell him either.

But Jiang Wangjie obtained some information through his own means.

After he was killed by that Sun Moon Daoist yesterday, he returned directly to the precinct, and even his wife and daughter, who had been waiting for him at home for dinner, did not have time to contact.

It wasn't until early this morning that he made a phone call back.

Although his wife complained a little, she didn't say much, just asked him to pay attention to safety.

To this, Jiang Wangjie did not know how to answer.

Stay safe...

These four words are staged almost every day in the career of the imperial ghost envoy, even between life and death.

The ghost envoy from Dadu rushed to the city village before he could enter the precinct.

Even if he wanted to help, he couldn't lower his mouth.

After all, he was just an A-grade peak imperial ghost envoy, and in the eyes of those Imperial Ghost Envoys above S-level, not only was it not a help, but a burden.

Jiang Wangjie knew this well, so he did not follow.

Just let his team members strengthen patrols of the perimeter and try to drive away those ghosts that may be hidden in the shadows.

And he followed the message he received and came to the alleys of this northern city.

Looking at the pompous, strange signboards on both sides and the various costumes worn by the people in the store, if he didn't know that he was stepping on the ground of Hwaseong, he would have thought that he had come to some strange land.

Although the alley is small, there are many people and it is also very lively.

All kinds of shouting are endless, and in this bustling metropolis, it is rare.

Jiang Wangjie finally came to this Ziyun Guanmen, looked at the various new products on both sides, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he was about to leave.

But suddenly, the ghost in his body seemed to feel some unusual power.

He came to the cash register and looked at the cash register table that Er Niu had been lying on his stomach all night before.

With the help of ghosts, he seemed to see a trace of ghost qi.

But he is very strange, this ghost qi is not gloomy, but has a bit of rhyme?

That is, the power used by that Heavenly Master.

"Could it be that this shop is related to that Heavenly Master?" Jiang Wangjie couldn't help but think.

Then he looked at the small products, trying to see more breath from these things.

To his disappointment, these small products, while looking powerful, didn't come in the size he wanted...

Ahem, it's the breath....

And this scene also happened to be seen by Tang Ling.

This couldn't help but make him misunderstand.

"Hello, what do you need?" Tang Ling stepped forward and spoke, and that professional smile reappeared on his face.

Jiang Wangjie raised his head and looked at Tang Ling, his eyes occupied by the power of the ghost suddenly felt a strong burning sensation.

He quickly closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already red.

This made him feel inexplicable, could it be that he was overconsumed? It was still because of what means the Sun Moon Daoist left in his body, so that he could not use the ghost qi in his body for a long time.

Seeing this, Tang Ling narrowed his eyes, although the other party was unintentional, it seemed a little impolite to look at people with ghost eyes.

If it weren't for his own strength, I'm afraid that at this glance, he wouldn't have seen what color his bottoms were.

"Sir doesn't seem to be here to buy something, this shop doesn't pick up casual customers, please." Tang Ling put away his smile and said lightly.

No way, if you don't do business, then you have no intention of talking.

Jiang Wangjie blinked hard, and finally recovered from the burning sensation.

When he heard Tang Ling's voice, he subconsciously wanted to apologize.

After all, even if they are between the ghost envoys, they will not directly look at each other with ghost eyes.

But after thinking about it, the young man in front of him was not a ghost envoy, and he didn't have any breath on him, how could he know that he used a ghost eye.

Moreover, before he could see the details of the other party, he was eaten back.

"What, this model, I'll buy a few, well, can I ask you a few more questions by the way?" Jiang Wangjie saw the other party's impatience, so he casually pointed to a few products with the most expensive price and the largest model.

"Yes, but only one." Tang Ling skillfully packaged the small product and spoke.

Jiang Wangjie took the bag, paid for it, and asked, "In your store, is there anyone else besides you?"

Tang Ling said, "Yes." Hearing

this, Jiang Wangjie's hand paused for a second: "Then, is he in the store now, if he is, can you invite him out, I have something to find him."

Tang Ling continued: "He is asleep, if there is anything, tell me the same, I will relay him." "

Er... Well, if you have a weird problem, you can call me.

Jiang Wangjie didn't break in, wrote a string of numbers, and turned around and left here.

Since he knew that there might be ghosts here, he would naturally come again.

It's just that these things are better not to be known by that ordinary youth.

That's right, in Jiang Wangjie's eyes.

Tang Ling is an ordinary handsome young man.

That's all.

He would never have thought that it was such an ordinary young man in his eyes who had saved Hwaseong, which he had guarded for half his life, several times.

It is not known how many times the young man will save them next.

After the cash register, Tang Ling looked at the number on the table and the ghost qi that still had some residue, and an inexplicable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

It seems that this bureau chief seems to have found a hint of trickiness.

He waved his hand, and the ghost qi turned into a black smoke and quietly entered the sleeping Er Niu's body.