"So this is the reason why you must go to Dahan City?"
After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Jianguo spoke.
"maybe."
Wang Xiaoming sighed, causing a rapid cough, which immediately caused the medical staff on the side to panic, fearing that he would die because of this cough.
After a while, he finally took a breath.
"Unfortunately, the supernatural is always full of uncertainty. It can bring you despair, but it can also bring you surprises. I want to know whether the supernatural can really peek into destiny. If I look far enough,
If so, this time may be a turning point, but unfortunately I can’t see the future... But you can take a closer look for me."
Zhao Jianguo sighed after hearing this.
"We are still a little far away from Dahan City. Professor Wang, please take a good rest first."
Wang Xiaoming nodded, and then closed his eyes, while the nurses on the side were busy around him, changing his dressing, infusing him, and carefully maintaining this fragile life.
About half an hour later, the plane stopped smoothly at the Dahan City Airport.
Then there were enough manpower to take Wang Xiaoming and Zhao Jianguo to the place where the ghost post office was.
At this moment, Sun Rui, who is the owner of the ghost post office, has already been notified by the headquarters and has been waiting for this group of people for a long time. When the group arrived, he directly pulled them into the ghost post office.
But the moment he saw Wang Xiaoming, even Sun Rui was quite surprised.
He had met Wang Xiaoming before. When he became the person in charge of Dahan City, he also spent some time at the headquarters.
But he never expected that the original Professor Wang would become so exhausted.
Although I heard that he is seriously ill, judging from the current situation, it is estimated that there is no way to save him, unless supernatural means are used.
After taking a look, Sun Rui had a rough idea of Wang Xiaoming's current physical condition.
I'm afraid I won't be able to survive even ten days.
"Professor Wang? Why are you so sick? You look like you are about to die. How about I help you?"
Wang Xiaoming didn't care about Sun Rui's kindness. He had heard similar words countless times since he got sick.
Shaking his head gently, Wang Xiaoming said: "Sun Rui, right? I have read your file and you have become the manager of this place. It's a pity that I don't have much time. Otherwise, I can study this place carefully."
Okay, without further ado, where is Su Yuan?"
"It's the first room on the second floor, shall I take you there?"
Knowing the purpose of Wang Xiaoming's visit, Sun Rui was unambiguous. A sick person who was about to die came all the way to see Su Yuan. There must be something extremely important, so he did not delay and took Wang Xiaoming with him immediately.
past.
But at this time, a strange figure wearing a red wedding dress and a red hijab suddenly appeared on the second floor. Although the red hijab blocked her face and made it impossible to see clearly, she could still see it.
Feel that faint gaze.
The appearance of this strange woman instantly made Zhao Jianguo's heart tense.
what happened?
Is that a ghost?
However, just as this thought flashed through his mind, he heard Sun Rui's unceremonious voice: "Step aside and go to He Yuelian, don't block Professor Wang's way!"
Hearing this, Zhao Jianguo suddenly realized that this terrifying figure was the woman in the file who controlled the ghost painting.
But before he had time to think about it, the woman on the stairs had already given way. Immediately, Wang Xiaoming was pushed up by Taylor, and upon seeing this, Zhao Jianguo could only follow.
It wasn't until the group of people disappeared into a room on the second floor that He Yuelian's voice came out faintly from under the red hijab: "Who are those people? Are they friends of Mr. Su Yuan?"
"No, from the headquarters, the one lying on the hospital bed is Professor Wang."
Sun Rui had a sad look on his face, as if he felt that fate was playing tricks on people, and God was jealous of talented people.
"Wang Xiaoming?"
He Yuelian became even more curious. During the time she spent at the Ghost Post Office, while getting familiar with her own supernatural powers under the guidance of Sun Rui, she also heard Sun Rui say a lot about the headquarters.
Including Wang Xiaoming, the famous Professor Wang from the headquarters.
But no matter what, she couldn't connect the dying man with the imaginary Professor Wang.
"What's wrong with him? He looks like he's about to die?"
"It doesn't look like it, but it's true that he is about to die..."
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At the same time, Su Yuan in the room was also alarmed.
Although he was lying in the coffin unable to move at this moment, it did not prevent him from hearing the noise outside.
Su Yuan suddenly became happy when he heard Wang Xiaoming's familiar voice.
"Hey, Professor Wang? What brought you here? But you're not dead yet? You're quite able to survive. The last time I saw you, I thought you wouldn't survive more than a month."
Wang Xiaoming didn't care about Su Yuan's words. Instead, he smiled softly and said: "Not yet, but it will be soon. Is there anything you want to tell me?"
"Not really, but I'm still very grateful that you came to see me. Unfortunately, when you die, I probably won't be able to attend your funeral. I'll burn some incense for you when I get out."
Wang Xiaoming smiled and did not answer.
Su Yuan was also unambiguous. He didn't believe that Wang Xiaoming would get sick and die like this without doing anything. This guy must be doing something again, and he will never die before the thing is completed.
Otherwise, how could he come here to see himself in such good condition?
"Okay, I won't say any more nonsense. Let's get straight to the point. Why do you, a dying man, come all the way to come to me?"
Wang Xiaoming glanced at the others and motioned them to leave. After everyone exited the room, he stared at the red coffin and slowly said, "There are many things I want to talk to you about."
"Then let's talk, what do you want to say?" Su Yuan was also a little curious at this moment, what exactly did Wang Xiaoming want to say to him.
"A lot, about you, about the human skin paper on Yang Jian, about the future, and about the abnormalities in you..."
"But before I say this, I hope you can promise me something."
Su Yuan couldn't help but frowned after hearing the information revealed in Wang Xiaoming's words.
He could still understand the human skin paper on Yang Jian's body. After all, it was not a secret, and Wang Xiaoming seemed to have had a deal with Yang Jian last time.
As for the content of the transaction, it is naturally not a secret to Su Yuan.
But what happened to him? Did he discover the system?
With such curiosity, Su Yuan slowly said: "Oh? What's the matter? Let's talk about it. I'll think about it and see if I agree to it."