Horror: This is really not the underworld system

Chen Ji brought Mao Wenshi downstairs, and the two of them drove out again.

Sitting in the car, Mao Wenshi finally couldn't help asking about Chen Jijiang's career.

"Brother Chen, let me ask you, what's the name of the person who took me to that office? That old policeman? He's very strong." Mao Wenshi didn't know Jiang Liye's name.

"You mean Mr. Jiang, his name is Jiang Liye." Chen Ji said with a smile.

"Jiang Liye?" Mao Wenshi felt that the name was very familiar. He squinted his eyes and thought for a while, and then suddenly his eyes lit up, "This Jiang is not the one in the Southern Tang and Bei Jiang?"

Nantang Beijiang, this is the name of the two folk masters in the Yinyang circle.

Chen Ji nodded, "Mr. Jiang is the Jiang in Beijiang you mentioned, and Nantang is our Tangmeng."

"What, Southern Tang and Beijiang are all here with you?" Mao Wenshi was very shocked.

Chen Ji nodded, "Brother Mao, don't you know about this matter? Isn't this matter known to everyone in the Yin-Yang circle? In response to the call from above, these two took the lead in setting up Ghost Recorder, and the headquarters Established in Jingbei."

Mao Wenshi shook his head, "I've been on the mountain all these years and I'm still ignorant. I don't know about this matter. No wonder I felt the powerful aura on him just now. I can only feel this oppressive feeling from our Sect Leader."

"Gang Qi?" Chen Ji was a little puzzled. He had been with Jiang Liye for a long time, and he had never felt the so-called pressure.

"This is our Maoshan's unique practice method. We can judge a person's strength through the stellar energy. I just used this to feel his strength."

Chen Ji nodded.

Mao Wenshi was very surprised in his heart. He never thought that the two people who used to be famous in the Yin-Yang circle have come together and become the managers of a huge organization. The strength of this organization may not be comparable to that of Maoshan.

However, gangs like Maoshan Longhushan can only be regarded as non-governmental, and the ghost recorders have the leadership of the higher authorities, so it is not surprising that they can grow rapidly.

Jiang Liye gradually understood the reason why the head of Maoshan asked him to go down the mountain. No matter how much he practiced on the mountain, he was always watching the sky from a well.

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Ning Xuan was still at home and used the spirit fusion technique to restore Zhu Xuan's body day after day, but Zhu Xuan still showed no signs of waking up, but it seemed that the changes were getting bigger and bigger, and Zhu Xuan's heart began to turn a little red , Ning Xuan didn't know what the sudden extra red was. He just felt that it was not the same thing if it went on like this. He had to find someone to inquire about related matters.

Ning Xuan thought that the only person who could ask about this matter was Xu Yan, so without hesitation, Ning Xuan went directly to Xu Yan's shop to find him.

Ning Xuan didn't ride to Xu Yan's store by himself because of his injury. After saying hello to Zhao Kang, he went downstairs to take a taxi to the Eight Treasures Folklore Store by himself.

Pushing open the gray glass door, Ning Xuan walked into the room.

The painted ghosts and house ghosts in the house, as always, came out to greet Ning Xuan as soon as possible.

Xu Yan came out from the back room, and he was also a little surprised to see that the person who came was Ning Xuan.

"What? You are dragging your injured hand, and you plan to follow me to find the sword spirit?" Xu Yan looked at Ning Xuan curiously.

"Don't get me wrong, I came to you because of something else, it's about Zhu Xuan, the ghost next to me." Ning Xuan looked at Xu Yan and said.

Xu Yan nodded. When he saw Ning Xuan coming in with an oil-paper umbrella, he knew that Ning Xuan must have something to look for him today, and what he just said was just a polite way of asking.

"What's wrong?" Xu Yan was curious.

"I can't tell you clearly, you can see for yourself." Ning Xuanjiang's comatose Zhu Xuan was released from the oil-paper umbrella.

Looking at Zhu Xuan who appeared in the room, Xu Yan also frowned slightly.

"what happened to him?"

Ning Xuan sighed, "Last time, that corpse, in order to save me, he wrapped his natal object around the arm of that corpse, but he met something even more terrifying. His natal object was broken, and he suffered He was seriously injured, and now he is in a coma, and I have been trying to wake him up for the rest of the time, but I have tried for a long time, and there is no sign of him waking up at all, but his body has become more substantial than before How much."

Xu Yan squatted down, and he stared carefully at Zhu Xuan for a long time, "The red light on his heart...couldn't this be a sign that he's about to turn into a red dress?"

"Become a red-clothed?" Ning Xuan's eyes widened. "This guy is timid and fearful. Before, he was a ghost who was almost not a ghost. How could he suddenly become a red-clothed ghost now?"

"The red light on his chest is a sign that he is about to turn into a red dress. As for why he didn't wake up, I don't know." Xu Yan looked at Ning Xuan word by word and said.

"He is a ghost who has never killed anyone. Although he has lived a few hundred years longer, how could he suddenly turn into a red dress because his natal object was destroyed?" Ning Xuan looked at Xu Yan, his eyes filled with Filled with questions.

"You kid, don't look at me like that. I don't understand you either. What methods did you use to help him recover? You kid won't use any forbidden techniques, right? Let me tell you, the red-clothed ghost It’s not something we can control, if a ghost like this comes out, many people will die.” Xu Yan looked at Ning Xuan and said seriously.

"I know this, but I can't think of how he would suddenly break through and become a red-clothed man. It's not that easy to advance to a red-clothed man. That ghost didn't turn into a red-clothed man after a narrow escape."

"You also know that you need to experience a narrow escape, and the conditions are harsh, but you ghost, you have already died once not long ago, and this serious injury may provide him with a huge opportunity."

"Because of this incident, he was given a chance?" Ning Xuan was even more at a loss for what Xu Yan said.

"Then what should I do now?"

"What do you want to do now? This ghost has become a red-clothed ghost. It may not be the docile ghost you knew before. He went crazy at that time and didn't know anyone. From my point of view, Before he turns into a real red-clothed man, you deal with him quickly to avoid future troubles."

"What? Didn't you ask me to avenge my kindness? Zhu Xuan was unconscious and almost disappeared just to save me. Now I want to bite him back and kill him?" Ning Xuan shook his head, such a thing , he definitely can't do it.

"If you don't do this, if this ghost really changes its temperament, it will be a disaster at that time."