Weird Resurrection: I can contact the past

The hot vegetarian porridge emitted curling smoke, which reflected a husky red on Xia Taohong's neck.

She lowered her head, and occasionally glanced at Zuo Yang.

Her light-colored top revealed a pure breath.

"Brother Zuo... I..."

She took the initiative to step forward. Zuo Yang was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

"Taohong... I know you may be embarrassed to stay here and want to do something."

"But, I don't like forced dedication."

Zuo Yang looked at Xia Taohong seriously, and Xia Taohong had already unbuttoned her top.

"No! Brother Zuo, actually...actually I like you too..."

"Then...it's even worse!"

"Huh?"

"Bai Xu advocates enjoying life while it lasts, but I'm different. Life and death are uncertain, and the road ahead is bumpy. Everyone is walking on thin ice now, and no one is sure whether they can make it to the end. I am not worthy of being anyone's spiritual sustenance now."

"Taohong, go and take a rest."

Getting up and taking the vegetarian porridge from Xia Taohong, Zuo Yang opened the door.

Xia Taohong looked at him, her eyes rolling like some resentment.

But in the end, she walked out of the room silently.

In the empty room, there were bursts of porridge drinking sounds.

"Hey~boy, do you really not like women?"

Rarely, the "ghost face sore" on the neck squirmed and teased.

Zuo Yang smiled, "Why? You weirdos also like to study these things?"

"Hehe~ I'm afraid you're going insane."

"Compared to this, you should help me think about where your temple in the ghost world is."

"Ghost world..."

The murmur echoed in the small room.

For four or five days in a row, Zuo Yang slept well every day, and took Xiao Moji for a walk in the villa area when he had nothing to do.

Speaking of which, some villas that were originally empty gradually returned to the ghost masters as the end of the month approached.

I think it was the upcoming opening of the ghost world that brought back many ghost masters who were on missions outside.

I thought I could have some leisure time.

On the third day of the beginning of the month, Zuo Yang's mobile phone received a message from the [Ghost Master Website].

[Emergency: Please come to the sixth floor conference hall as soon as possible]

"Are you here?"

Hurryingly taking Xiao Moji back to the house, Zuo Yang followed a large number of ghost masters and took the elevator to the sixth underground floor.

At the end of the straight corridor on the sixth floor is a large room of nearly 1,000 square meters.

There is a large podium in front of the room, which looks a bit like a conference hall in school days.

At this moment, there are four groups of people standing here.

Among them, you can see a group of people from the "01" faction led by the old man "05".

The rest, led by a man with a hooked nose and sharp eyes.

He was wearing the black work clothes of a ghost fighter, and the nameplate on his chest was engraved with the word "02".

The team next to him was led by a woman.

The woman had a good figure, which made the tight work clothes look bumpy. Her wavy hair hung down to her ears, and she was talking to a handsome man behind her from time to time.

Zuo Yang narrowed his eyes, but he didn't expect that the nameplate on the woman's chest read "03".

And the nameplate on the chest of the man behind her read "04".

"So... this is 02, 03..."

Seeing his enemy for the first time, Zuo Yang calmly squeezed into the crowd.

After the three factions, there were those who did not join the three factions and ranked after "20".

If you look closely, there are only more than 40 ghost riders in this huge conference square.

It is said that there are 52 ghost riders with serial numbers.

But... there are also some who died prematurely or were controlled by the weird.

52 ghost riders with more than 40 surviving combatants are also a remarkable number.

"Hey! Zuo Yang, why are you standing there!"

"Come here! Everyone was talking about you just now!"

Suddenly.

In the 01 team, Bai Xu saw Zuo Yang and hurriedly greeted him.

It seems that they all know about [Puning Street]. Leng Xuan, "05" and other members all looked at Zuo Yang.

"Is he the 012?"

"I heard that one person beat "016" and "019"!"

"Not only that! He exceeded the target for three consecutive missions!"

Not only the 01 team, but also the other teams looked over.

There was envy, admiration, and naked hatred in the crowd.

"02" and "03" also fixed their eyes on Zuo Yang, but Zuo Yang didn't care and walked slowly to the front row of the 01 team.

"Are you 012 Zuo Yang?"

As soon as he stood firm, "02" asked coldly.

"What's wrong?"

"I've never seen a handsome guy.? "

Zuo Yang choked him, "02" narrowed his eyes, "Boy, you are very arrogant!"

"If it's not my brother, how can you tell that I am arrogant?"

"Is this how you greet the upper-level ghost tamer?"

"Hehe~ I am not polite to those who have their eyes on me!"

"Yo yo yo~"

"Unexpectedly, this guy has a very bad temper!"

As the two were talking, "03" interrupted again.

"You are not a good thing either, you are so coquettish..."

"You!!!"

Hearing what Zuo Yang said, "03"'s face turned black, and "04" beside her clenched her fists, as if she was about to attack.

In an instant, "02", "03", and "04" all looked at Zuo Yang with burning eyes, and the atmosphere was very anxious.

But even so, Zuo Yang was still not panicked.

He knew whose place this was!

"Silence!!! "

Sure enough!

The next moment, 01 stood on the podium in the conference hall.

He did not sit in a wheelchair this time, but stood upright.

His eyes were full of sharpness, and he exuded invisible pressure just by standing there.

"Is he lame or not..."

Looking at the glorious "01", Zuo Yang muttered curiously.

Bai Xu looked at him in surprise, "No, Big Brother helped you out, you care whether Big Brother is lame or not?"

"Tsk... He looked good on the stage today..."

Staring at 01's face.

Today, he not only stood steadily, but his face was no longer as pale as before.

He looked at everyone in the audience calmly, and no one dared to make a sound.

"Everyone!"

"I asked you all to come here today, and everyone knows what's going on."

"The weirdness has come, and the human race has withered. Fortunately, our ancestors founded the Ghost Control Base, so we can survive. Although the weirdness keeps coming out and the strength is gradually improving, we are stuck at a juncture. "

"As one side grows, the other side declines. In the end, the base is nothing more than a plate for unknown weirdness."

"For this reason, there are only two purposes for this trip to the ghost world!"

"First, to find an opportunity to control the sixth ghost."

"Second, to find the traces of the previous ten predecessors."

"I don't need to say more about the danger of this trip."

"S-level mission, exploration of the ghost world will officially begin!"

"This mission is a voluntary participation mode. If you are willing, just sign up. I, 01, will take the lead and walk in the front!!!"