Strange Recovery: I Can Become A Big Demon

After a group of bad guys went down.

One person stayed.

"Why don't you get out, kid?" Uncle Wei squinted.

Jiang Chen's eyes were even more slanted than his, and he let out a "sneer" from his nose: "Is your head not bright when you get old?"

"I'm from the security department. The security room is on the first floor. Where can I go?"

Seeing him like this, Uncle Wei shook his old face, and his previous desolation was gone. He threw his sleeve and wanted to leave, and suddenly thought of something.

"Where's my good grandson?"

"The hero has gone to fight for righteousness."

"How old are others, you kid let people out to kill ghosts every day, don't let my grandson get the same problem as you!" Uncle Wei showed worry.

"What? What is this!" Jiang Chen looked displeased.

Uncle Wei entered the security room, sat on the coffin-like bed, pulled over the carved mahogany table that was usually regarded as a treasure, opened the takeaway bag on the side, and took out a roast chicken, a plate of peanuts, and a bottle of cheap food. Liquor is on top.

"There is only one cup, it's not for you!"

Jiang Chen glanced at it twice, then shook his head in disgust.

"I never drink wine under ten yuan. Old Wei, your life is too bitter. I will treat you to drink Erguotou another day. Ten yuan is such a small bottle. The sauce is so strong that you feel that the wine in your life is wasted." gone."

Hearing this, Uncle Wei, who was still a little proud, was stunned. Although he couldn't tell what was wrong, what this kid said made him feel uncomfortable.

Co-author, if you don't drink wine under ten yuan, just drink ten yuan?

A bottle of Erguotou blows better than Feitian!

He thought for a while, then sneered: "What do you know, kid, sometimes you drink, but what you drink is not wine."

"I know this. It's technology. You work hard. Wei, you are quite up to date. You also learn Taoxuan. That bad old man uses Douyin every day, doesn't he?" Jiang Chen answered fluently.

"..."

The wine that Lao Wei had just poured in his hands suddenly tasted stale.

After hesitating again and again, he put it back on the table.

At this time, Jiang Chen picked it up, took a bite, ate a peanut, squinted his eyes to reflect on it, and then looked at the old man in front of him again, and said, "Drink, eat, you're welcome."

"There's no cup, right? We don't pay attention to these things, old Wei, just blow on the bottle!"

Uncle Wei's expression froze.

Good boy...don't talk about martial arts, rely on cheating, relying on robbery, bullying an old comrade like me.

"Didn't you say this is technology, still drinking?" He asked in a muffled voice.

"It doesn't matter if you drink less. I'll take the cup and you take the bottle. Anyway, you're so old. Whether you're healthy or not will be a matter of death." Jiang Chen said casually.

Uncle Wei hadn't even had a drink yet, so he felt a little over the top.

Harmful things, you should drink less, and let me blow the bottle?

He was silent for a long time, and suddenly seemed to understand something, smiled casually, picked up the wine bottle and took a few big gulps.

"Haha, you boy is right."

"The name before life, the things after death, I am so old, why do I care so much?"

"Without me, it's not like the Jiangbei Branch can't survive."

"I have been imprisoning myself all this time..."

As soon as this remark came out, Jiang Chen, who was stuffing chicken legs into his mouth, froze, his eyes were rounded, and his expression was shocked.

I go!

Old Wei, what have you realized?

I'm so smart, I'm used to brushing ghost energy.

Why do you seem to be going to die bravely after listening to me? We will not take this blame! "Old Wei, what do you mean? Are you going to hang yourself?"

"Old man, I suddenly want to fight! Maybe my previous failures are all because I want to live too much, and want to continue to protect this branch. How can a person who is afraid of death win?"

Old Wei suddenly became heroic, and stuffed a chicken leg into his mouth, and patted Jiang Chen's shoulder with his greasy hand.

Jiang Chen jumped up straight away, rubbing his clothes distressedly: "What are you doing with the old stuff? I have a new model from Uniqlo. I just changed it during the Chinese New Year. It's full of oil."

"Hahaha!" Old Wei finally "victory" once, and laughed heartily.

"..."

"Boy, do you want to hear the old man's story?" After he calmed down, he stuffed peanuts into his mouth and opened his mouth.

"I don't think much about it, I'm only interested in the stories of dead people." Jiang Chen flatly refused.

Uncle Wei sat a little further away from him: "Your boy is indeed a pervert."

"But in a sense, I, the old man, can be considered a dead person..."

As soon as this word came out.

Jiang Chen immediately looked over with bright eyes.

Old Wei was a little uncomfortable being watched by him, but he still opened his mouth with reminiscence.

"When I was young, it was a time of war and chaos. My family fled from Nanchuan all the way to Jiangbei. Fortunately, my family has some skills and didn't suffer too much."

"After coming here, my father and brothers saved a family business by exorcising evil spirits and ghosts for others."

"However, once he went out to perform rituals for others, and at night he came back with a coffin on his back. A blood-red ghost killed our whole family."

"Someone protected me from running away, but I didn't run away after all."

"My father seems to have offended that blood-clothed ghost to death. It killed people and stayed around. After my uncle and the others turned into ghosts, he killed them again."

"I'm also unwilling to die. I just became a ghost, and when I turned my head, I was stared at by that bloody coat."

"At that time, a woman walked on the horse path outside, wearing ancient clothes and a green dress."

"I told her to run quickly, but she walked towards me with a light smile, that smile was very warm, like my mother."

"The woman waved her hand, and the blood-clothed ghost that made our family have no way to go to heaven and nowhere to go to earth, the body was torn apart."

"She told me that her name is Zhao Qingyi."

"I begged her to kill me too. I have been exposed to Taoism since I was a child, and I understand that after becoming a ghost, after six or seven days, I will become a monster completely manipulated by obsession!"

"She smiled and said that she is also a ghost, and that I am not bad."

"And then she became my master, and I became a ghost cultivator."

"Do you know what a ghost cultivator is?"

"Using the body of a ghost to cultivate human mind."

"Essentially, we don't feel like ghosts, just dead people."

"We use the memories and thoughts of when we were human to suppress the instinctive resentment and madness, so as to achieve a certain balance."

"It's very difficult. Many people are completely swallowed by resentment the moment they become ghosts."

"I have followed the master for many years, and I have never seen a second ghost cultivator."

"Later, when I learned something, she said that she was going to do a big event and entrusted me to the previous King of Chujiang."

"I haven't seen her since."

"I went out to practice with Chujiang King's disciples."

"At that time, the Yincao was stepping towards its peak, and the Daoist League went from being the only overlord in the world of strange people in Kyushu to declining."

"When we came to Jiangbei City, what we saw was the decay of the ghost exorcists of the Dao League. The personnel stationed in a certain place would decide who to give priority to exorcising ghosts according to the amount of money they paid, and even some poor families were directly abandoned."