A dozen special vehicles were parked in front of the gate of a special base.
From now on, Yang Jian and others will spend at least seven days of training here. Although he has become the person in charge of Dachang City, the rules of the headquarters do not seem to be so easy to violate.
"Just think of it as a few days of rest."
Yang Jian walked out of the car with this thought, and at the same time told Zhang Lei: "You'd better keep it a secret about the coffin nails. Although I don't care, this news may bring you some trouble.
"
In the previous carriage, two people seemed to have unearthed some obscure secrets about the coffin nails.
I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, so it's best to keep it hidden.
"I understand that speaking out about this matter will not do any good, but may bring harm." Zhang Lei nodded stiffly.
You can imagine the value of something that can solve S-level supernatural incidents.
If Zhang Lei revealed that he had seen this thing, others might frantically dig up his secrets. Even if he said he didn't know, no one would believe it.
It is common for every ghost rider to hide some secrets about themselves.
"Yang Jian, how have you had your rest these two days? Didn't you walk around or travel? There are still some nice places to visit in J City." As soon as he got off the car, Shen Liang walked over with a smile, as if
I've been waiting here for a long time.
"Captain Shen, are you very laid-back? Why do I meet you everywhere?" Yang Jian asked.
Shen Liang smiled and said: "I took time out of my busy schedule to come here. After all, I have to fulfill my promise to you last time. Come with me, I will take you to meet someone first, and then send you back to the training base."
Yang Jian thought for a moment and knew who Shen Liang was taking him to see.
Wang Xiaoming.
"Now?"
"Have you been thinking about it for a few more years? Professor Wang can't make an appointment at any time, especially if he meets you alone." Shen Liang said.
"Okay." Although Yang Jian felt that this was a bad time, he did have to meet Wang Xiaoming.
"Zhang Lei, I'm going to take a step ahead. See you later."
Yang Jian said hello, took his luggage and left with Shen Liang.
The place where I had an appointment with Wang Xiaoming was not far away.
There is a building near the training base, which is like a guest house for special personnel.
The vehicle stopped in front of the building, and Yang Jian saw that several exclusive vehicles had already arrived here first.
"Professor Wang is behind. He only sees you this time. You can go alone." Shen Liang got out of the car and pointed to an open space behind the building.
In that open space, a temporary awning was set up, with several chairs and a seat inside. A young man in a white coat, about twenty-five or six years old, sat upright there, raising his head slightly.
I started looking at the blue sky in the distance, seeming to be distracted and thinking about something.
In the distance, many security personnel were alert to the surroundings, and special operations captain Li Jun stood on the top floor of the building, paying attention to what might happen at any time.
Yang Jian's eyes moved and he strode over.
After getting closer, the sound of footsteps attracted Wang Xiaoming. He slowly withdrew his gaze, lowered his head slightly, and looked at Yang Jian.
"I heard Shen Liang say you want to see me?" Wang Xiaoming's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, appearing extraordinarily calm.
Yang Jian looked around: "You seem to want to see me too, otherwise you wouldn't be able to put up such a big formation and spend time waiting for me here in person."
"Sit down, because I really need to talk to you about some things." Wang Xiaoming stretched out his hand and gestured.
Yang Jian sat down without any courtesy.
But as soon as he sat down, Wang Xiaoming suddenly said: "Counting the time, you should have a physical problem."
Yang Jian, who had just sat down, immediately turned pale and almost stood up.
"What do you mean by this?" Yang Jian asked in a deep voice.
"It's not difficult to guess that that weird resurrection was not perfect. I knew your situation at the first glance after you came back online. The functions of the human body are often very fragile. As long as something goes wrong, it will get worse. It’s getting worse and worse, so I think from the end of the Dachang City incident to now, your body’s limit has almost been reached.”
Wang Xiaoming spoke very slowly, and his conditioning was very clear: "You are not the only ghost controller with physical problems. Many people have similar situations, but you insist on seeing me. This shows that the deterioration of your body has brought you had some greater impact.”
"For example...the restlessness of the evil ghost's revival."
"So, you want me to help you solve this problem?"
Yang Jian said: "I just try any way to solve the problem as soon as possible."
"So, my existence is just one of your options. You think this option is the easiest, so you found me." Wang Xiaoming looked at him and said: "Then what is the other option? In other words, it is no longer worth it. Do you rely on it?"
"You are trying to trick me." Yang Jian's face moved slightly.
This kind of guy with a high IQ can always get useful information from you in just a few words. With bold speculations and subtle tests, he can determine a lot of information about you.
When chatting with this kind of person, many of your secrets will not be secrets at all.
"Maybe we should all be more sincere. After all, no one can guarantee that we can sit together and chat like this next time." Wang Xiaoming said: "Concealing some information will only do you harm."
"Now tell me, who is it?"
This question is very silly.
Who is that.
Wang Xiaoming didn't know what this "it" was, but he seemed to have confirmed that there was an unknown existence around Yang Jian, and he sounded very convinced that this would give Yang Jian a wrong signal, that is, Wang Xiaoming already knew Half of your secret.
Once you know half of a secret, it is no longer a secret, and you will be able to tell the rest easily.
But in fact, Wang Xiaoming's "it" is completely speculation.
This is a trap that tempts Yang Jian to fall into.
As long as Yang Jian's answer does not clearly deny the existence of "it", Wang Xiaoming can be sure that his inference is correct.
"What's the benefit of telling me?" Yang Jian said calmly.
Is there no denial?
Wang Xiaoming's eyes were still calm, and he said: "It won't hurt you to say it. The existence of an alternative beside you makes you feel very uneasy, because you don't know whether it is helping you or harming you, but it just knows how to control it.
It received unimaginably huge information. It must have been its idea when you hanged yourself in front of the mirror and were resurrected mysteriously."
"Then have you ever thought about what its purpose is for doing this? In other words, it knows that your resurrection will not be perfect after doing that, but why does it still arrange this horrible game for you?"
Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly but he didn't speak.
"So, you were exploited. Even though you were careful, you were exploited the moment you hanged yourself. An incomplete plan, a resurrection with loopholes, which will lead you step by step into what it set up."
Trap, but I'm glad you came to me."
When Wang Xiaoming said this, he changed the topic and smiled a little.
"The fact that you came to me means that you have taken precautions against it, or even sensed a crisis, so you seek my help. Its existence is only a last resort for you. After all, ghost masters can survive at some point.
It’s already pretty good, you really don’t have to choose.”
"But you can't continue, because you will grow after every plan. It will not allow you to continue like this, so the deterioration of your body is a signal. Once you seek a solution from it, then I am sure that
The plan will definitely fail."
Yang Jian's expression changed, and then he said: "I didn't come to you to discuss this."
Wang Xiaoming did not continue talking, but said: "I do have a solution to the deterioration of the body. If you want to prevent the body from being affected by evil ghosts, it is very simple. Transform the body into a ghost. Well, this is the same as the direction of my previous experiments.
It’s the same, turning into a conscious ghost, I’ve long realized that ghost masters will do this, so I’ve been planning it for a long time.”
"To achieve this step, you need to use the ghost coffin. Now you understand why I tried every means to get the ghost coffin."
Ghost coffin.
Yang Jian was no stranger to it. He personally brought it from Huanggang Village, and many people died for it.
But before he started to bargain with Wang Xiaoming and asked how to transform into a ghost, Wang Xiaoming said directly: "However, the experiment failed."
"What do you mean?" Yang Jian frowned.
"Literally, it means that a person cannot successfully transform into a ghost." Wang Xiaoming spread his hands and seemed to have a look of regret.
"Why is this happening?" Yang Jian said.
Wang Xiaoming said: "In fact, in a sense, it is not considered a failure. It mainly depends on how you define "people"."