"Let you go? I won't even look at what you did." Yang Jian said coldly.

Chen Qiaoyang continued to plead: "There are not many old ghost controllers these days. If you keep me, I can work for you and help the headquarters deal with supernatural incidents and make up for my mistakes. If you kill me, it will not only relieve your qi."

If you can't get it, why bother? As the saying goes, let go of old grudges with a smile, and there is no deep hatred between us. Now that Zhang Xianguang and the others have failed, I alone can't stir up any trouble, and I pose no threat to you."

"An extra helping hand is always a good thing."

Yang Xiao, who was next to Yang Jian, couldn't help but laugh when he heard Chen Qiaoyang's words: "Chen Qiaoyang, they say that the older you get, the more shameless you become. You are really not ashamed to say this even at your age.

"

Chen Qiaoyang was shocked when he heard Yang Xiao's voice: "Yang Xiao, are you here too?"

But at this moment, he had no time to "reminisce" with Yang Xiao. He was surrounded by fire and did not dare to get out of the paper sedan. Moreover, if the fire continued like this, he would not be able to hold on for long.

At this moment, the paper sedan had been ignited, and flames began to appear on it, so he could only continue to beg for mercy from Yang Jian: "Yang Jian, how about this, I will help you deal with twenty supernatural incidents in exchange for my life.

How about it? Thirty items are fine, forty items are also fine, you make a condition and I promise to fulfill it."

However, Yang Jian was firm and disagreed: "If you are left alone, chaos will easily arise. Once a ghost controller like you wants to cause trouble, the impact will be greater than ten supernatural events."

As he spoke, the will-o'-the-wisp burned even more intensely.

Yang Jian stepped on the burning will-o'-the-wisp with a cold face and strode towards the paper sedan.

At this moment, less than half of the paper sedan has been burned, and there are incomplete parts everywhere. Chen Qiaoyang sitting inside is restless, like an ant on a hot pot.

"Oops."

Chen Qiaoyang's expression changed drastically and he was about to abandon the paper sedan and run away.

"late."

The next moment, the paper sedan was completely engulfed in flames, and the surrounding fire blocked Chen Qiaoyang's retreat, trapping him in the ghost realm.

"The surname is Yang——!"

Chen Qiaoyang was surrounded by flames. His face was distorted when he felt the stinging heat. He was desperate and angry. At this moment, black and viscous blood surged out of his body. However, as soon as this strange blood dropped to the ground, it was engulfed by the flames.

play any role.

He is called a ghost herder. Although he has the ability to drive powerful ghosts, when there are no ghosts around him, his ability to fight head-on is not strong. It can even be said to be ridiculously weak.

It is precisely because of this that he always hides himself and does not show his face as much as possible.

Suddenly.

A blackened palm pinched his neck, and then a dark ghost shadow covered him and invaded directly towards Chen Qiaoyang's consciousness.

"Go on with peace of mind, I will keep your body. The supernatural power of a ready-made ghost master like you is the best to inherit. Erase your consciousness and let others inherit your supernatural power. Even the problem of recovery

nothing."

"Don't worry, it won't hurt."

Yang Jian's voice echoed in Chen Qiaoyang's ears, and he also felt that his vision became blurred in this cold voice, his consciousness began to disappear at this moment, and his eyelids slowly closed.

soon.

Chen Qiaoyang rolled his eyes, twitched his body, stopped struggling, and was lifted out limply by Yang Jian.

Strictly speaking, he is not dead, his body is still functioning according to its functions, but his consciousness has been erased, so the whole person has become a living dead.

"The living can only see ghosts, but the ghost shepherd cannot see life or death, your time is over."

As soon as Yang Jian let go, Chen Qiaoyang dropped his hand and fell to the open space outside the firelight with lifeless eyes, surrounded by everyone.

"For an unconscious ghost controller, it is better to put him in Li Jun's human skin, then let Ahong draw Li Jun's face, and let Li Jun be resurrected in Chen Qiaoyang's body."

Lu Zhiwen looked at Yang Jian, as if seeking advice.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Yang Jian looked at Lu Zhiwen, and then at A Hong, who was not far away and was wearing a ghost wedding dress.

Lu Zhiwen said: "It should be possible. Since Chen Qiaoyang's supernatural power can restrain the evil ghost, it can definitely restrain the human skin. Such a supernatural power is very suitable for resurrecting Li Jun. The probability of success is very high."

A Hong also agreed at this moment: "I have no problem."

"I won't be stingy if I use it to resurrect Li Jun, so I'll leave it to you."

Yang Jian returned the makeup box in his hand to A Hong, and at the same time allowed Lu Zhiwen to take Chen Qiaoyang's body away.

"good."

Lu Zhiwen carried Chen Qiaoyang's body on his back, and Ahong also took back her makeup box at this moment.

Although today's Ahong has mastered the supernatural power of ghost paintings and mummy brides, her face is special because it was painted with ghost makeup, so she must touch up her makeup every once in a while, otherwise if something goes wrong with her makeup, she will

A Hong will also have problems.

But now A Hong has a layer of red hijab on her head. This red hijab can not only protect her consciousness, but also help her block the influence from the outside world to a certain extent, so that the makeup on her face does not look like

I was so easily affected before.

"Chen Qiaoyang has been dealt with. Zhang Xianguang's remaining teammate is named Wang Han. He was also trapped by my ghost dream, so this time the matter is over."

Yang Jian said to A Hong: "Take us back to the post office, remember to bring Liu San and Wei Jing with you."

"good."

Ah Hong didn't move, but everything around them was undergoing huge changes.

The whole world seemed to be distorted at this moment, everyone's vision was affected, and they were unable to see the surrounding scenery clearly.

This unusual change soon disappeared.

When everyone regained their sight and could see clearly again, they found that they had arrived at the door of the ghost post office.

To be precise, we arrived at the door of Hell Apartment.

The apartment building with flashing neon lights stood in front of us, and then the entire ghost world began to compress, and the surrounding scenery gathered together crazily, as if the whole world was constantly getting smaller, and as the ghost painting world shrank

, everyone's position is also changing, and they are constantly rushing towards the ghost post office.

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at last.

They all came to the lobby of the ghost post office.

Bright lights, clean and tidy floors, modern decoration, everything is so familiar.

Seeing this, Yang Jian nodded and cast an approving look at A Hong: "It seems that you got started quickly."

"Fortunately, using supernatural power is not difficult."

A Hong's voice came out from under the red hood, and she was not proud of it.

At the same time, the gray world disappeared.

At this moment, everyone completely escaped from the ghost realm of the ghost paintings, and the city outside that was eroded by the ghost paintings also returned to reality at this moment.

Everything finally returned to normal at this moment.

"You are the only one left now, Zhang Xianguang."

Yang Jian looked at the guy trapped in the rope circle with a cold face.

Others also looked at him at this time.

Zhang Xianguang accepted these looks calmly: "It's useless to say anything now, and there's no need for you to kill me. Just take this straw rope away and I'll just walk out of the ghost post office by myself."

"Suicide? Okay, I allow you to do it."

Yang Jian glanced at Zhou Deng and signaled.

Zhou Deng's eyes lit up, and he walked over with a smile, took away the straw rope circle on the ground, and then put it away.

Zhang Xianguang straightened his clothes and glanced at Yang Xiao: "It's a pity. I still want to finish the game of chess with you. It seems that I don't have this chance, so I'm leaving."

"Go well."

Yang Xiao responded calmly.

Zhang Xianguang looked at Ah Hong who was standing motionless on the spot, smiled freely, and then walked towards the outside of the ghost post office without looking back.

His dream begins and ends here.

Suddenly, he remembered the first time he stepped into the ghost post office.

At that time, he was still a newcomer, and his biggest dream at that time was to escape from the ghost post office.

"I have never been able to get rid of the post office in my whole life. I never expected that I would leave in such a way..."

Zhang Xianguang walked out with a smile.

Crossed the gate and came to the outside world.

He no longer needs to hide in a dark post office.

At this moment, he was bathing in the sunshine outside, feeling the warmth and brightness that he had not experienced in countless years.

“It feels so good to bathe in the sunshine.”
To be continued...