The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

"What? Temporary change of mission?"

Xiao Yu, who was making trouble in a certain city, couldn't help but sigh and stopped what he was doing. The poor Beidou employee in front of him sat on the ground with a look of horror and despair on his face.

The reason is not difficult to understand. After all, Xiao Yu holds a large number of supernatural items, and these employees have no power to resist.

The supernatural items created by the poker organization have overwhelming power and can ignore the backlash. Xiao Yu can almost use several different supernatural items at a time. Ordinary Beidou employees can't imagine why she dares to squander so willfully.

Xiao Yu's mentality has also undergone earth-shaking changes. She has the power of life and death. The original cautiousness has gradually turned into decisiveness.

She has also changed her previous dressing and makeup style. Now you can tell that she is a beautiful and strong woman at a glance.

It can only be said that power is the best medical beauty for women.

In half a month, she has captured three strongholds in succession, and at least more than a dozen Beidou employees have been defeated by her head-on, many of whom are senior employees.

In this way, she defeated them one by one, took away the supernatural items in their hands, and forcibly developed them into the offline of the poker organization.

Of course, Xiaoyu didn't want everyone. Her targets were determined after a screening. Some guys with a bad reputation and who could be called "scum" were killed directly, and she didn't feel any uneasiness in her conscience.

But for those innocent people who were accidentally involved by Beidou,

"good people" who struggled to survive after the supernatural events and still maintained their bottom line, Xiaoyu was happy to give them a chance.

At the same time, Xiaoyu also found that the water of Beidou was really deep, and it had penetrated into all walks of life. I don't know how powerful the black hand behind the scenes is.

Xiaoyu picked up the poker card she was holding and looked at the information on it. Spade Q issued a new task.

"I am really a hard-working person..."

She had to sigh bitterly and was about to end the battle in front of her immediately. The unwilling Beidou employee lying on the ground gnashed his teeth, which showed that a storm was brewing in his heart.

Finally, he made up his mind, suddenly retched, and vomited out a hidden supernatural object from his stomach.

It was a cracked pottery jar, with a strange face on the surface, and other uncomfortable blasphemous patterns.

The pottery jar exuded a certain evil breath, giving people an extremely fierce feeling. When the employee decided to take it out, the cold supernatural power began to penetrate from the pottery jar into reality, circling in the surrounding space like air flow.

At this time, Xiaoyu also realized the crisis. She was afraid that she would overturn, so she played the poker card of Spade Q. In an instant, a door appeared in the void, and behind the door was a dark and deep corridor. It was part of the haunted house. The supernatural turned into some kind of nearly physical force, released along the door, and tightly bound the strange pottery jar like catching prey.

The face on the pottery jar made a sharp cry, but had no power to resist, and was dragged into the haunted house bit by bit.

The owner of the pottery jar, a senior employee of Beidou, screamed in fear. It seemed that the side effects of the pottery jar broke out. He rolled on the ground, roared, crawled in the dark, and hit his head against the wall, and killed himself.

After dealing with the scene a little, Xiaoyu left and went to meet Yin Wenxian first. Yin Wenxian caught an unconscious member of Beidou. Xiaoyu didn't ask why. The two got on a small truck and went to another city.

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In the mountains, several scattered villages were covered by the mountains. Even the moonlight in this mountainous area would be blocked by dark clouds. Everything seemed so mysterious and profound.

On the mountain road, two columns of car lights could be vaguely seen from a distance. A low-key ordinary car whizzed past, bringing up a cloud of dust.

The mountain road was difficult to travel, and several people in the car had cold faces.

At this time, a shrill ring suddenly rang.

Sitting in the co-pilot was a strong man. He glanced at the number and answered the phone with a cold light in his eyes.

"It's Master Hou. Well, we've been to the haunted house you mentioned, but the situation there is too dangerous."

He continued to listen to the phone, his eyes changing from time to time, flashing with unfathomable emotions. After talking for a long time, he hung up.

"Old Wei, what's going on over there?" The short-haired young man in the driver's seat asked.

"Well... let's put the haunted house aside for now and find those two nosy reporters." The big man called Old Wei exhaled faintly and said slowly: "Those two little reporters are easy to deal with, but the haunted house is really troublesome."

"How troublesome can it be? The haunted house won't run away, and didn't Master Hou say that he has dealt with the person in charge of Linjiang City? Let him cooperate with us fully at that time." Sitting in the back seat was a young man with dyed yellow hair. He looked good, but there was a hint of coldness and gloom in his eyes. He was holding a gun in his hand and was wiping it with a soft cloth for temporary maintenance.

"Don't say that. Linjiang City is not that simple." Old Wei frowned, thinking that this young man was still naive. "Don't forget, we can't contact Hu Jiu at all, and we can't get close to the haunted house. We are just fooling Hou Qingxu."

The short-haired young man in the driver's seat sneered: "The Hou guy's brain is not working well, and he can be fooled with just a few words. It's actually good to have a stupid boss, at least he can fool a lot of resources, but Hou Qingxu is stupid and bad and cruel, who would sincerely be his subordinate?"

Old Wei shook his head and sighed: "You young people still don't understand. Since ancient times, who has accomplished great things is not ruthless? This Hou Qingxu is also well-known in the supernatural circle, but unfortunately his ruthlessness is not enough. He is like a child playing tricks, which is far from the real ruthlessness."

The few people chatted casually. Before, they were instructed by Hou Qingxu to go to Linjiang City to find out the details of the haunted house and put something in it.

They didn't know what that thing was, and they couldn't enter the haunted house. The area was like a maze, with disordered space, and they couldn't reach the haunted house no matter how they walked.

Originally, they had made up excuses to deal with the matter, but Hou Qingxu took the initiative to ask them not to be responsible for this matter, but to do another task.

He really thought that one thing would come out, and his brain was really abnormal!

The vehicle changed direction and drove for a long time.

"Old Wei, we are here. It seems that the B\u0026B is in front." The short-haired young man stopped the car and pointed to the farmhouse B\u0026B with two big red lanterns hanging high on the stone steps in front.

It was late at night, and the gusts of cold wind blew, the woods in the distance rustled, and the red lanterns at the door also swayed in the wind, flickering, which was really inexplicably terrifying.

"The place is remote enough, there is not even a street lamp along the way." The three got out of the car, the yellow-haired man hid the gun silently, and Old Wei looked straight ahead.

"The terrain is dangerous and there is no support on all sides. The nearby hills are full of yin energy. There are also locust trees planted in front of the door. The feng shui of this place is too bad. Why would anyone build a house here?"

Before he came into contact with the supernatural, Lao Wei had dabbled in feng shui theory. Later, when he learned that there were evil spirits in the world, he believed in it even more. He had a sharp eye and saw that this place called Yizhuang was a very dangerous place. If you live in such a dangerous place for a long time, you may end up with bad luck.

"Lao Wei, should we go directly to the door to find someone, or sneak in secretly?" asked the yellow-haired young man.

"Sneak in?" Lao Wei sneered: "Why should a ghost rider do things secretly?"

After that, he strode towards the main gate. He was not only a ghost rider, but also had the support of the Hou family. In such a remote village, there was really no need to keep a low profile.

The three entered Yizhuang, and their target was naturally the two young reporters, Xue Qiang and Song Tingan.

Hou Qingxu had dated a high school girl before, but he wanted to dump her later. However, the high school girl was in love and insisted on grabbing Hou Qingxu. Hou Qingxu was entangled and angry, and used supernatural means to kill the high school girl.

As a result, this incident was accidentally filmed by two reporters. Xue Qiang and Song Ting'an originally wanted to do some entertainment gossip. Recently, two young handsome men in the entertainment industry died inexplicably, but the heat was suppressed. Xue Qiang was bold and found out that the deceased had been pursued by a young lady named Ning Yun. When Xue Qiang was squatting on Ning Yun, he accidentally discovered that Hou Qingxu was a ghost rider!

As a small person, Xue Qiang had never been exposed to information related to the supernatural. She just wanted to break a big news. But her leader only took a look and repeatedly told her not to commit suicide, forbade her to spread the matter, and sent her away to avoid the limelight.

Ignorance is fearless. Xue Qiang did not listen to the advice of her leader. She built a ladder and disclosed the matter with a trumpet.

Hou Qingxu has been unlucky recently. His fiancée was lost, the auction items were robbed, and now they were exposed by reporters. In a rage, he quickly found Xue Qiang and Song Ting'an.

The next step is to clear the physical evidence, or even make some witnesses disappear completely.

Of course, there is no need to bother the ghost rider to do such a small matter. Lao Wei and others have other more important tasks, and dealing with reporters is just a side job.

Lao Wei was thinking about something, and he walked to the gate of Yizhuang on the stone steps and knocked on the door, but after a long time, no one came to open the door.

This is strange. Logically speaking, people should not be asleep at this time? Moreover, the lanterns inside are all lit. From a distance, a large area of ​​bright red is very eye-catching.

"What's wrong, Lao Wei?" Huangmao came up. He found that Lao Wei looked a little hesitant, so he naturally asked such a question.

"Something is wrong." Old Wei's face was solemn. "This homestay is too quiet. There is no sound in such a big place..."

The yellow-haired man pushed the door hard impatiently. The door was not closed, and the red door was pushed open at once.

Squeak--

The door hinge made a sound that made people's teeth ache.

After opening the door, the three people were slightly stunned. They saw a strange figure standing in the courtyard.

Old Wei quickly stepped back and protected the yellow-haired man and the short-haired young man in front of him.

"It's just a piece of clothing, hung on a wooden pole..." The yellow-haired man rolled his eyes in disdain.

Old Wei smiled awkwardly, "Sorry, I'm a little stressed."

He broke off a branch from the locust tree outside, took the initiative to step forward, poked the clothing, and found that it was a bright red ancient costume robe, like the costume of the crew, and he didn't know who hung it here.

Old Wei looked around and narrowed his eyes. Something was wrong inside Yi Zhuang. There were rows of red lanterns hanging in the yard, and the scarlet light illuminated all around, making the place look particularly deserted.

"There's no one there? It's really strange." The three of them searched the front yard and found nothing. They continued to walk towards the backyard, passed through a circular arch, and arrived at the outdoor dining area.

The place was decorated with lights and colorful decorations just like the front yard, and there were wine and food on the table, but there was no one there.

Old Wei approached the dining table and touched the plate. The food was still warm. This discovery caused his pupils to shrink suddenly and his heart to tighten a little. An ominous premonition suddenly came over him, "Not long ago, there should have been people here, and the food was all there." On the table, it was still hot, but everyone disappeared, including the tourists.”

An inexplicable fear quietly emerged from the hearts of several people. Huang Mao shuddered and blurted out: "It can't be haunted, right?"

"Crow's mouth!" the short-haired young man complained.

"I'm serious." Huang Mao retorted, "Didn't Young Master Hou say that the supernatural tomb has moved nearby? If the strange things in the tomb escaped, it would be normal for a few people to be killed, injured or missing."

Old Wei was silent, "It's possible."

The supernatural incident codenamed [Ghost Tomb] is a movable supernatural place. It was first discovered by a group of famous tomb robbers. They sneaked into a Song Dynasty tomb group. After getting down to the tomb, they gradually noticed something abnormal. .

——A large number of murals and funerary objects from other dynasties appeared in the tombs of the Song Dynasty, ranging from the Shang and Zhou Dynasties to the Ming and Qing Dynasties. What stands out is a "chaos".

The tomb robbers were not deterred by this strange phenomenon. They finally entered the tomb just to make a fortune. Then they encountered a series of bizarre and bizarre things in the tomb, and many people in the tomb robber gang died as a result.

In the end, only three people escaped by chance. When they left the ancient tomb, they were almost scared crazy because they found that after they came out of the robbery cave, they were in another city thousands of miles away!

The frightened three people washed their hands in this golden basin, changed their careers, and never dared to go to the grave again. One of them became an online author in order to survive. He wrote his fantasy experience into a long tomb-robbing novel, which was very popular among readers.

Unfortunately, a staff member at headquarters was secretly a fan of the novel and noticed the episode.

After that, the author was invited to have tea by the headquarters.