Strange Recovery: Activate the Underworld Fengdu at the beginning

"Ju Song? So you're here!"

That old Zhang was taken aback for a moment.

Then, he turned around and asked.

Following the sound, Yan Xiaoming also saw a person walking out of the Ghost Control Bureau.

It was Song Qian, the seat of the Mingzhou Ghost Control Bureau.

Yan Xiaoming and her have not seen each other for a while.

So, let's meet now.

It was very natural to greet her and said: "Song Ju, hello!"

Song Qian first squinted her eyes and glanced at Yan Xiaoming.

Immediately, this came to my senses.

She smiled, and then said to Yan Xiaoming: "I know you, your name is Yan Xiaoming, right! We met in Qiantang before!"

"Ju Song has a really good memory!"

Yan Xiaoming answered with a smile.

"Why, you came to see me, what's the matter?"

Song Qian asked again.

"Well, I have something to discuss with Bureau Song. I just don't know, are you free?"

Yan Xiaoming nodded.

"It's so late now, what's your matter, can't you talk about it tomorrow morning!"

That old Zhang looked very dissatisfied again.

"Hey, Lao Zhang, don't say that!"

"After all, I am the seat of the Ghost Control Bureau. If someone comes to me at this time, it must mean something urgent."

"Old Zhang, don't ask any more questions about the next thing."

As Song Qian said, she stretched out her hand and made an inviting gesture.

Yan Xiaoming thanked her, and then followed her into the Ghost Control Bureau.

just.

Nobody noticed.

Behind them, in the eyes of that old Zhang.

But it showed, a very strange look!

……

in the office.

Song Qian asked Yan Xiaoming to sit down.

Immediately, he asked straight to the point: "Mr. Yan, what is your business that you have been looking for me all this time?"

"Is such that……"

Yan Xiaoming didn't talk nonsense.

At this time, he expressed his thoughts.

Seeing this, Song Qian frowned tightly.

It was as if he was thinking about something.

"We in Mingzhou have been quite safe during this period of time. Except for some small-scale problems, there are no monsters in trouble."

Song Qian replied.

"Is that so? Could it be that I feel wrong?"

Yan Xiaoming asked back.

"Mr. Yan, let's not mention anything else."

Song Qian suddenly spoke and interrupted Yan Xiaoming, "I just want to know, how did you get to know the situation in Mingzhou?"

Yan Xiaoming frowned.

"Oh, don't get me wrong!"

It seemed that he was afraid that Yan Xiaoming would have any other emotions.

At this time, Song Qian immediately said: "Since the last time I saw him, I think Mr. Yan is also a very powerful person. So, I'm just curious."

"To be honest, I should also be regarded as a ghost master. It's just that I'm not an official person."

Yan Xiaoming smiled at her.

"Is it?"

Song Qian didn't seem to understand what he said.

However, Yan Xiaoming did not intend to continue discussing this topic.

As soon as he changed the topic, he continued to ask: "Okay, let's not talk about me. Bureau Song, don't you really encounter any problems here?"

"It's true."

Song Qian replied very positively.

"So……"

At this time, Yan Xiaoming seemed to want to say something.

But he got the word out.

But it was a look of hesitating to speak.

Song Qian noticed this, and asked suspiciously, "What's wrong?"

Yan Xiaoming replied: "That old Zhang, do you know who he is?"

"Old Zhang?"

"Well, I don't think this person is simple. It seems that there is some ulterior secret."

Yan Xiaoming nodded.

"When you say that... I feel the same way!"

Song Qian finally spoke.

"To be honest, I could feel it as soon as I met him just now. There seems to be a strange feeling in him."

Yan Xiaoming thought to himself.

While saying these words, it seemed that he was trying to remember.

While talking, he recalled: "That feeling, as if, as if he is not alone at all!"

After speaking, he looked at Song Qian even more.

At this time, Song Qian fell into silence.

Like Yan Xiaoming, her brows were also tightly furrowed.

Song Qian nodded: "That's right, in fact, I have already felt this way!"

"How to say?"

Yan Xiaoming's eyes froze.

Obviously, there is a little more doubt.

At this moment, Song Qian sighed again.

"I guess you don't know. Someone once saw that old Zhang go to a cemetery in the suburbs alone in the dead of night. Although it is not clear what he was doing there. But any normal person is impossible to do that yes, right?"

After hearing her words, Yan Xiaoming also felt very speechless.

He thought it was something that had already been hammered.

It turned out that it was just catching wind and shadows.

If it was just that he went to the cemetery in the middle of the night, he really couldn't say anything.

Although, as Song Qian said.

It is indeed impossible for normal people to go to such a place in the middle of the night.

But you can't just think that he has a problem because of this.

So, what is the truth in it?That still needs to be done after their further investigation!
Yan Xiaoming thought about it.

Then, he bent over and came to Song Qian.

He whispered, and a light flashed in Song Qian's eyes immediately.

At this time, it was obvious that he couldn't believe it: "You, the method you said, is it really possible?"

At this moment, Song Qian was somewhat embarrassed.

"I said Bureau Song, don't you have any sense of the big picture?"

"The so-called reluctance to let children not be tied to wolves, since we want to find out the secret. Then, we must do this!"

Yan Xiaoming looked straight at her.

And Song Qian was also lost in thought at the moment.

But after only a moment, she finally made a decision: "Well, just do as you say!"

"Okay!" Yan Xiaoming nodded, "Then we can make a deal!"

After speaking, he stood up and said goodbye.

Soon, they came to the guard room downstairs.

Yan Xiaoming glanced inside.

At this time, I saw that old Zhang, sitting inside watching TV.

Seeing Yan Xiaoming coming out, Lao Zhang greeted him: "Is the matter over?"

Yan Xiaoming nodded: "Well, it's over!"

With that said, he left the gate of the Ghost Control Bureau.

At this moment, it is already more than three o'clock in the morning.

After leaving the Ghost Control Bureau, Yan Xiaoming walked on the deserted streets.

Street lamps stretched his shadow long.

It made him look even more lonely.

but.

Just then.

Yan Xiaoming suddenly felt it.

Behind him, there seemed to be something secretly following up.

Like a ghost, Yan Xiaoming really felt a chill in his heart.

However, he was not nervous.

Instead, I think that my plan is working!