Mysterious recovery

This is the world of dreams.

The world is illusory, constructed by ghosts and dreams, but now it is a huge vicious dog who dominates the dream.

In a quiet and deserted village.

The roar and growl of the vicious dog echoed endlessly.

A man in his thirties, wearing a black shirt, was out of breath, with a terrified expression, and was running frantically in this strange village, covered in cold sweat.

He had to run, because right now behind him was a vicious dog bigger than a wolf chasing him with its teeth bared.

No one is not afraid of being bitten by a dog, even in a dream.

"This is not an ordinary dream, this is a supernatural dream. If I was bitten to death by this vicious dog, the real me will probably encounter something unexpected. I must find a way to survive first."

The man in the shirt was thinking while running away.

Sweat broke out on his forehead, and he was exhausted and out of breath.

I didn't expect this dream to be so real that even my physical strength would drop.

He felt that if he continued like this, he would definitely be caught up and killed.

"Find a place to hide."

The man in the shirt gritted his teeth, made a turn, and then rushed directly into a two-story house in the village, and then closed the door with his backhand.

The vicious dog attacked, a step later, paced and growled outside the door, full of viciousness.

"Will it work?" He breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still uneasy, peeping outside through the crack of the door.

But looking outside, there was no sign of the vicious dog.

Just when he was looking for it.

suddenly.

A beast-like growl sounded behind him, and a pair of scarlet eyes glowed red in the dimly lit lobby.

"Oops, the back door is not closed."

The man in the shirt looked back with a stiff neck, but saw the open back door and a terrifying vicious dog.

Immediately, his hairs stood on end.

But it was too late to escape.

The moment the door was just opened, the vicious dog behind him roared and rushed forward, opened its sharp fangs, and started biting at him.

"what!"

The fear of death and the pain of biting gathered into a miserable cry that echoed in this uninhabited village.

He was powerless to resist, because in the dream he was an ordinary person, unable to deal with such a vicious dog.

"Am I going to be bitten to death?"

Feeling the gushing of blood, the tearing of muscles, and the sharp pain of the fangs piercing into the flesh and blood, he felt hopeless, and felt that he was about to be bitten to death by this vicious dog in a dream.

Yet at this time.

A voice suddenly sounded outside the house.

"Stop, don't bite him to death."

Yang Jian stood outside the house. He rushed to the dream world and saw such a bloody scene.

immediately.

The vicious dog stopped attacking, its red eyes were fierce, and its open canine teeth were covered with blood, with pieces of meat still hanging from them, and the people who watched were terrified.

But even so, it obeyed Yang Jian's order and did not bite the man in front of him to death.

Yang Jian stared at the man at the moment, he looked at the man's blood-stained face, and felt a little familiar.

"Yang, Yang Jian? It really is you, you can actually enter this nightmare, heh, I'm a bit stupid for saying this, this vicious dog is raised by you, it's only natural that you can control such a dream. "

The man held the blood bubbling continuously on his neck, looked up at Yang Jian, and showed a wry smile.

"I've seen you before. You showed up at a business gathering in Dachang City. During that time, you were shot through the forehead by Zhang Wei because you offended me."

Yang Jian searched his memory and finally recognized it.

His name is Wang Han.

In addition, Yang Jian didn't know anything about this person's information. He only knew that this person had revealed before that he was related to some ghost masters who had lived for more than ten years, or even decades.

Now it seems that the person Wang Han was talking about at that time should be Zhang Xianguang.

"You have a good memory. It was me. If I hadn't blocked the gun for that Chen Qiaoyang, I wouldn't be here today."

Wang Han didn't deny it either, he directly admitted it.

Yang Jian said: "Everyone is smart, so I won't talk nonsense, help me find Zhang Xianguang and his group, I don't want to kill you, let you leave this dream."

"Ah."

Wang Han sat against the wall, clutching his bleeding neck, and responded with a sneer.

"Do you think I'm lying to you?" Yang Jian looked at him and said.

Wang Han said: "In the supernatural circle, I definitely don't believe what others say, but I have investigated you, and I understand somewhat. You still have some credibility for what you say, but I still can't leak the news to you."

"Don't tell me, you will die here." Yang Jian said seriously.

"Some things are more important than life. I tried to invite you before, but unfortunately you refused." Wang Han said.

Yang Jian said: "What is more important than life? Are you so loyal to Zhang Xianguang?"

Wang Han coughed twice, spat out blood, and said, "No, I'm not loyal to him at all, and we're not in a superior-subordinate relationship. Strictly speaking, we're just doing a very important event. I am working hard for that thing, and I am also working hard for that thing, and everyone is working hard for a goal."

"It sounds like that matter is very dangerous." Yang Jian said.

Wang Han didn't answer, but said: "When I became a ghost master, I just wanted to survive and work hard to survive. Later, I realized that when I got through it, feelings, desires, and humanity all began to be lost. , my family, children, relatives, friends are all afraid of me, I am not accepted like a monster."

"I don't blame them, because I also understand that this is what every ghost master has to go through, so before I completely lose everything, I must find a goal to fight for."

"Luckily, I found it, ahem..."

In the dream, he was an ordinary person with feelings and emotions, so he expressed some emotions.

If outside, Wang Han would just face each other numbly, without saying a word.

Yang Jian looked at him and said, "So you kill Gao Ming, take away the ghost paintings, and make enemies of the headquarters?"

"We are not enemies, but there must be no obstacles on the way to the plan. We did not plan to fight you when we took the ghost painting. Strictly speaking, you did it first. I just counterattacked passively." Wang Han said.

"So, are we wrong?" Yang Jian asked back.

Wang Han said: "There is no right or wrong in some things, just look at the results, we succeeded, we were right, you killed us, you were right, so don't waste your time, I won't reveal the news to you Yes, you should kill me, I guess I won’t be able to leave alive when I come here.”

He accepted his fate and decided to die here.

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly. He actually had a way to steal this Wang Han's memory, but it's a pity that he is in a dream now, and he is just an ordinary person without supernatural power, so he can't do this.

"It's not necessary to kill you, I will let you go, but I can find Zhang Xianguang even if you don't tell me. Although you did your best to hide it when you did it before, you still left some clues. When you retreated before, a trail appeared behind you." The winding path, I hadn't thought of that path before, but now I do."

"It's the ghost post office, right? You were evacuated through the ghost post office."

After Yang Jian finished his conjecture, he stared at Wang Han closely.

really.

Wang Han's face changed, he couldn't hide his emotions here.

Guess confirmed.

The other party did withdraw through the ghost post office.

Yang Jian thought of the list of managers of the ghost post office. The first manager was Luo Wensong, who fell from the post office and turned into a ghost after death, which caused the knocking ghost incident. The second manager was Tian Xiaoyue, but she was assigned The five corpses were soaked in bottles, and then hidden in various places in the ghost post office. Although the corpses are spliced ​​together, their life and death are still unknown.

The third manager of the ghost post office is Zhang Xianguang, and the fourth manager is Sun Rui.

In other words, Zhang Xianguang had been the manager of the post office for a long time, and it was reasonable for him to use the ghost post office to leave.

"You withdrew through the ghost post office, so you should be in Dahan City now. By the way, Zhang Xianguang's ancestral home is in Dahan City, Shuangqiao Town... So, everything is correct. No wonder there have been no supernatural events in Dahan City. Happened, Sun Rui, the person in charge, mentioned to me before that Dahan City is very peaceful, I thought it was because of the ghost post office in Dahan City, but now it seems that Zhang Xianguang dealt with all the supernatural events near Dahan City." Yang Jian He narrowed his eyes and said.

Wang Han suddenly looked shocked.

He didn't reveal a word, but this Yang Jian had already guessed all the information accurately, and he almost guessed what they were going to do.

"I'll go to Dahan City to find you now. I hope you don't run away in a hurry. Although I won't kill you, you should stay in your dream for a short time."

Then Yang Jian turned around and left, his figure began to become blurred before he walked far, and then disappeared from the world of nightmares.

The vicious dog was still lingering nearby, it stared at Wang Han closely, it didn't do anything, it was just monitoring him.

"hateful."

Wang Han was so angry that he could only let out an unwilling roar.

He knew very well that Yang Jian didn't kill him not because of kindness, but because he wanted to save his thread to find them.

Before the matter has no result, Wang Han can live.

But after the matter is over, then he loses the value of living.

After leaving the dreamland.

Yang Jian quickly woke up.

He opened his ghost eyes, the ghost domain spread, and he went directly to the headquarters.

Since the enemy may be in Dahan City, they should not be careless. The captain must join hands to ensure that the enemy can be wiped out without fail.

The first thousand 240 chapters and six eight people dispatched

Headquarters.

In front of the captain's conference table.

After the ghost painting was stolen from the Ping An Building, the captains no longer had the idea of ​​holding a meeting, and their attention was already attracted by Zhang Xianguang.

At the moment they are discussing how to find out this group of people and control the ghost painting.

After all, Mr. Qin was responsible for the detention of Ghost Painting back then. If it got out of control again, I really don't know how to deal with it.

"It's actually not that difficult to find Zhang Xianguang. I have a way to determine his location."

Suddenly, at the conference table, Lu Zhiwen, who had always been relatively low-key, spoke.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone's eyes were immediately attracted.

"If you have a way, you should say it earlier, so we don't need to discuss it for so long."

Liu San looked at him, a little displeased.

Li Jun asked: "What method?"

Lu Zhiwen said: "I can only determine his approximate location, but it will take some time to find it. If you have a better way, I still suggest using your method, but now everyone seems to have no way to track down others. Then I'll just say it."

"Whether your method is good or bad, it's better to show it first, don't hide it and waste everyone's time." Liu San said coldly.

"wait for me a bit."

Lu Zhiwen didn't speak, just picked up a pen that he carried with him, and started writing on a blank piece of paper.

Zhang Xianguang's name was written on the white paper, and there were exactly sixteen of these names.

The sixteen names formed a circle, leaving a blank space in the middle.

After Lu Zhiwen finished, he picked up the pen and put it on the paper.

immediately.

Something weird happened.

The pen started to spin on the paper.

"Are you playing with the pen fairy?" He Yin'er stared at the pen.

"Almost, if you want to understand it this way, there is no problem." Lu Zhiwen said.

soon.

The pen stopped and pointed in one direction.