Mysterious recovery: starting from the mysterious bus

Chapter 130 Ghost Scissors

"Dong dong dong..."

evening.

The presidential suite on the top floor of Ping An Hotel.

With the knock on the door, Li Hui slowly opened his eyes on the bed and looked in the direction of the guest room door.

Almost at the same time, a man's voice came from outside the door.

"Hello Captain Li, I'm Yang Jian. I have a few questions to ask you. I wonder if you have time now."

The soundproofing effect of the hotel room is very good. Although Yang Jian's voice outside the door is already quite loud, the sound that enters the room is still pitiful. You need to be very careful to hear what he said.

click!

With the sound of the door opening.

Li Hui walked to the door and opened the door to the guest room, then motioned for Yang Jian to come in.

"Why did you come to see me?"

After Yang Jian sat down, Li Hui asked.

Although he had some vague guesses about Yang Jian's purpose, he was not completely sure yet, so he asked directly.

"Is such that."

After thinking for a moment, Yang Jian said: "On the plane before, Captain Li, you used some supernatural phenomena to suppress the evil ghost. Among them, there was a figure who looked very much like my father when he was young. I wonder if you can let me meet him." ?”

When Yang Jian said this, his expression looked very strange, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

It would be fine if it was an ordinary supernatural phenomenon, but Yang Jian was certain that those strange figures at that time definitely had self-awareness, and some of them even communicated with Li Hui.

Because of this, Yang Jian came to Li Hui immediately after finishing the finishing work at the airport, wanting to talk to the dead soul who was 70% similar to him.

He had too many questions that he wanted to know. Regarding his father, Yang Jian had almost no impression in his mind. He only knew that he died in a car accident and knew no other information. And Li Hui seemed to have a way to make him happy when he was young. The appearance of his father gave Yang Jian the desire to explore.

the other side.

When Li Hui heard this, there was a look on his face that said, "Sure enough," Yang Jian's purpose of coming was the same as what he had guessed before. His purpose was indeed for the soul of Yang Xiao.

Think of this.

Li Hui waved his palm a few times.

Amidst the gray paper dust, a figure appeared out of thin air in the guest room.

"You..." Looking at the figure in front of him who was 70% similar to himself, Yang Jian didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Just call him daddy?

Yang Jian couldn't do it.

But if he calls him something else, Yang Jian feels a little weird in his heart.

Seemingly sensing Yang Jian's confusion, Yang Xiao took the lead and said, "Don't be too entangled. Your father and I are completely different people. I am him, but I am not him."

These words seemed a bit complicated, but Yang Jian successfully understood them.

Then he said: "Then you..."

"I'm just a dead soul!"

Before Yang Jian could finish his words, Yang Xiao interrupted him and continued:

"Maybe you have a lot of questions, but since he didn't choose to tell you the relevant information, I guess he has his own considerations. But based on my understanding of him, he probably still has a backup plan for you. You have time. If you want, you can go back to your hometown and have a look, maybe you will gain something."

Going back to your hometown?

Hearing this, Yang Jian nodded subconsciously, indicating that he understood.

Then the two chatted about other things. During this period, Li Hui lay back on the bed to rest and seemed not to care about the content of the conversation.

But even if he didn't listen deliberately, the content of the conversation between the two fell into Li Hui's ears word for word. After all, apart from being in the same guest room, the conversation between Yang Jian and the two of them was still in Li Hui's ghost land. carried out during.

The reason for this is that Yang Xiao, as a revenant, cannot leave Li Hui's ghost realm at all. These revenants can only live in the world of paintings. If they want to appear in the real world, they can only rely on Li Hui's ghost realm. OK.

Yang Jian and Yang Xiao chatted for about twenty minutes before Yang Jian got up, then left after saying hello to Li Hui and returned to his guest room.

Not long after he returned to the room.

There was a knock on the door of the room where he was.

Yang Jian frowned slightly when he heard the knock on the door, then walked to the door, and then looked outside the room with peepholes.

However, there was no one outside, but the strange thing was that the knocking on the door continued to ring. At this moment, if it were not for the frequency of the knocking on the door, Yang Jian would have thought that he had encountered another ghost knocking on the door.

"It shouldn't be a supernatural incident. After all, this is Dajing City, the security level should be very high, and even Li Hui and the others live here, but what does this mean now? There is no one outside, but the door has been blocked. Knock, could someone be playing a prank?"

Think of this.

Yang Jian's face suddenly darkened, and then he opened the door in front of him with a bit of vigilance.

As the door opened, an ordinary-looking man came into Yang Jian's eyes. The moment he saw him, a stiff smile appeared on his face. He stood strangely outside the door like a corpse. .

"Ghost Controller? His body has been severely eroded by the supernatural power. He can't even control his expression. His condition is very bad."

Yang Jian was sizing up the man in front of him, and then he asked, "What's the matter with you?"

heard.

The man who looked like a corpse immediately said: "Hello, my name is Zhang Lei. I came to Dajing City specifically to participate in training. I heard that Ghost Eye Yang Jian from Dachang City just checked into the hotel, so I was curious. I came to visit and I hope I didn’t cause any inconvenience to you.”

After listening to the man's self-introduction, Yang Jian's mind instantly recalled the man's personal file information at the headquarters.

Zhang Lei, the ghost eater!

"I've read your information. It says that you are very special. You can eat other ghosts just by controlling one ghost."

Yang Jian looked at Zhang Lei carefully.

He is not unfamiliar with the ability to eat ghosts. For example, the Starving Ghost grows by devouring other ghosts. In addition, there is also the human skin paper, which also showed the ability to eat ghosts when he was in Huanggang Village.

But why can this person in front of me eat ghosts? Do you really think that ghosts are just a dish that you can eat if you want? You must know that even if a ghost controller randomly puts ghosts into the body, what he brings will definitely not be as simple as controlling two ghosts or three ghosts, but will lead to immediate death!

Think of this.

Yang Jian's expression became subtle.

Then he continued to speak: "You came to me, presumably because of the starving ghost incident? It can devour other ghosts just like you."

"Yes."

Zhang Lei nodded and said: "The starving ghosts in Dachang City are indeed a bit similar to me. Because of this, I want to ask you something."

However, before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Jian.

<divclass="contentadv">"If you are asking for advice about the Starving Ghosts, you have come to the wrong person. I did not imprison him, but Li Hui handled it. He may be more concerned about the Starving Ghosts than me. He is familiar with the rules and also lives in this hotel, in the presidential suite on the top floor. If you want to know the information about the Starving Ghosts, you should go to him."

"Ghost painting Li Hui? I've heard some stories about him. He is indeed an extraordinary person. Has he also stayed at the Ping An Hotel? Thank you for the information. I'm sorry to disturb your rest."

Zhang Lei's stiff smile twitched twice, then he reluctantly put it away, then turned and left.

After leaving, Zhang Lei did not immediately go to Li Hui according to the room number given by Yang Jian. Instead, he returned to his room. It was already getting late and he decided to wait until tomorrow to visit.

that's it.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Soon it was night.

The top floor of the hotel.

After dinner, Li Hui stood in front of the window of the room, looking out at the dimly lit city night scene outside.

From his current perspective, he could take in a panoramic view of most of the city.

"It's almost time. The pair of scissors in Fang Shiming's hand..."

Li Hui's expression moved slightly, and then the gray paper dust emerged around his body, and then spread in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye. Everything he encountered along the way was infected with gray by his ghost realm. one slice.

Although Li Hui is not sure whether the curse of the ghost scissors can ignore the supernatural obstruction of the bus, but instead of placing the possible danger in the hands of others, it is better to solve it from the fundamental source!

The moment Li Hui activated the Ghost Domain, many people in the Ping An Hotel immediately noticed abnormalities in their surroundings.

For example, Yang Jian.

The ghost eyes in his body fell silent immediately and were suppressed, as if they no longer existed at all. Everything that was not under Yang Jian's control was closed.

"Is this Li Hui's ghost land?"

Yang Jian looked out the window, and what he saw was darkness, with no other colors. This was obviously a ghost land, and he was very familiar with this ghost land where paper dust was floating.

Zhang Lei and others also noticed something was wrong.

Although Zhang Lei only controlled one ghost, the ghost he controlled was very strange and could devour other ghosts. It was extremely frightening, so he was noticed the moment Li Hui's gray ghost realm appeared.

At this moment, Zhang Lei was also standing by the window of his room, looking out, with a serious expression on his face.

"A ghost domain? The scope is surprisingly large, and it is still expanding outwards. This should be the ghost domain of Li Hui. He is indeed a fierce man who has dealt with S-level supernatural events, but at this time he used the ghost domain What is the purpose of my ability?"

Compare with them.

The performance of other ghost masters who did not know the origin of the ghost realm was much worse.

They stood up one by one with greatly changed expressions, looking at the scene of paper dust floating around them in shock. They didn't understand why such a terrifying supernatural phenomenon occurred in the Ping An Hotel. Many people even wondered if it was in the hotel. A certain ghost controller suddenly revived.

Li Hui was not clear about this.

At this time, he had already left the hotel and was controlling the ghost domain to spread towards somewhere in the city at an incredible speed.

That is the direction of Ping An Building!

At this time, Ping An Group had already got off work, and there were no employees except for some on-duty personnel. They all returned to the dormitories arranged by the company.

In an office in the building, Fang Shiming, dressed in a suit, was sitting on a stool in the office with a pensive expression on his face, and he didn't know what he was thinking about.

But the next moment.

Fang Shiming, who was looking pensive, suddenly changed his expression, and looked out the window as if he felt something.

I saw that the already dark sky became even darker. The darkness was abnormal and strange. It was extremely gray. There were dense paper dust flying in the air.

"Ghostland?"

Although the 'Fang Shiming' in the office is not his real body, but just some kind of supernatural manifestation, his vision as a top ghost controller still exists, the only difference is his supernatural power.

"And this ghost land is caused by ghost paintings. The real ghost paintings are still abroad, so there is a high probability that the ghost controller named Li Hui is causing trouble?"

Almost at the moment when this thought came to his mind, a figure appeared in the office.

The person who came was none other than Li Hui. Without any hesitation or any intention of talking, he directly attacked Fang Shiming in front of him.

"Clap!"

The powerful palm directly pinched Fang Shiming's neck, and a terrifying force emerged, directly lifting him up.

"Um...you..."

A trace of confusion flashed across Fang Shiming's face. He didn't understand why he would deal with him in such a big way when he had never offended the other party before.

As for asking Li Yao to win over Li Hui, in Fang Shiming's view, it was far from being offended. At most, it was a failure of cooperation after being rejected. Therefore, he did not understand Li Hui's actions.

unless……

Li Hui knew that he had thought about gathering people to kill the opponent directly after failing to win over him. This made sense, but was this possible?

For a while.

Fang Shiming thought a lot.

Then he spoke with difficulty, trying to persuade: "Wait, Li Hui, I wonder if there is some misunderstanding between us?"

"The circle of friends just wants to cooperate with you to achieve a win-win situation for everyone. There is no need to fight to the death here and let others reap the benefits!"

Hearing this, Li Hui did not respond at all, but instead intensified the force on his hand. The supernatural power of 30% of the bus emerged and broke Fang Shiming's neck in an instant.

After doing all this, Li Hui found a box from Fang Shiming's body. The box was not big, just larger than an ordinary mobile phone, but the color was eye-catching gold. Apparently the box was made of gold. .

Because only gold can isolate all supernatural beings, this is a common sense in the supernatural circle!

The entire gold box has been welded tightly, and the welding is very strong, leaving not even a slight gap.

Upon seeing this, Li Hui picked up a knife from the desk beside him, and then made a cut along the circle of the box, and then the golden box, which had been sealed for a long time, was opened.

The moment the golden box was opened, the already dark office immediately became even colder, and a faint rancid smell began to fill the air, as if something was rotten.

Inside the box is a pair of scissors.

The style of the scissors looks very old, not a modern style, but a style from the Republic of China. I don’t know if this thing has been buried in the mud for a long time. The black stains on it are lingering. I can’t tell whether they are rust. The traces are still contaminated with some things that shouldn't be contaminated.

The most bizarre thing is that the handle of the scissors is actually wrapped with dense circles of black hair. The roots of some hair are even connected to the scalp. The rotten stench comes from here...

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