I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery

Tang Long's series of bold ideas and actions stunned the three members of the Qin family.

The Qin couple's eyes couldn't help but look at Blind Qin, but the latter couldn't give an answer for a while, because he could no longer see the future after today.

"In other words, no matter how much I struggled with doubts, did I finally choose to believe him?" Blind Qin looked at Tang Long with his pale eyes without pupils, as if he wanted to see him clearly from the soul.

And Tang Long also stared. These eyes... He had seen these eyes in reality.

These are the eyes of Ma Xiaoling, the prophet of the King’s Organization!

It seems that Blind Qin has more than one kind of supernatural power, and Mr. Qin obviously did not inherit these eyes.

"After hesitating for so long, I actually have no choice, right?" At the end, he suddenly smiled frankly.

"That's right, your heir has been melted by me and injected with ghost blood. You have no possibility of implementing your own plan. You can only make a bet that I am right."

Tang Long said calmly: "I bet this child will have a complete body when he is born."

"Okay, you are brave!" Blind Qin exclaimed, "Don't look at Bohua, you usually look honest and honest, but in reality, you actually remind me of that young man named Zhang Dong."

With that said, he sat down cross-legged calmly: "Let's do it, Bo Hua."

Knowing that the balance would be broken after dismembering the evil ghost from his body, Blind Qin looked calm and calm: "With young people like you here, old blind man, I can rest assured and close my eyes."

"Don't close your eyes in a hurry." He was relieved. Tang Long would not miss the opportunity to collect information. "How did you arrange these eyes in your aftermath?"

"These eyes?" Blind Qin grinned, "You have good eyesight. If you want, Bohua, I can give them to you."

"No, I don't want to, I want to ask you about your original plan." Tang Long had to know where these eyes were originally hidden. If they were controlled by Ma Xiaoling, it proved that that place had been occupied by the King's organization.

"This..." Blind Qin said with a smile, "I plan to seal it in the Qin family's ancestral home."

The thing Tang Long wanted to hear the most happened. He frowned: "Is the Qin family's ancestral home... near Dajing City?"

"That's right." Blind Qin raised his eyebrows, "How do you know that?"

"One day in the future, I will enter the ancestral home of your Qin family." Tang Long said solemnly, "I need you to tell me what mysteries are in this ancestral home."

Mr. Qin's evaluation of this ancestral house is that no matter how powerful the ghost is, as long as he has no wisdom, he will never escape after entering.

Even when the headquarters meeting had to deal with ghost paintings, Wang Xiaoming had planned to introduce ghost paintings into the old house.

"You're going a little too far." Blind Qin's cousin said in a deep voice.

Tang Long's actions were equivalent to saying to others, tell me the password to your door, and I will go in one day.

"There's nothing to gain in that place. What are you going to do there?" Qin Blind smiled, as if he had expected it.

"Completely end the entire supernatural era." Tang Long said the last words of Yang Jian in the text of the mysterious recovery.

"What a confident young man." All three members of the Qin family smiled, but Tang Long couldn't understand the meaning of the smiles.

"Okay." Finally, Blind Qin said slowly, "Let me tell you, the inside of that old house is actually a huge maze."

"Even a maze may not be able to contain all the evil spirits." Tang Long began to test the other party.

"It can be contained. As long as the ghost doesn't have the wisdom of a living person, it can be contained." Blind Qin's answer was exactly the same as that of Mr. Qin.

"Since you want to go, you have to know how to navigate this maze. Now let me tell you..."

…

By the time Tang Long left the tailor shop, it was already late at night. He looked at his black phone, but there was no prompt.

"Speaking of which, it seems there is another guy waiting for me." Only then did he have time to look down at Wang Xiaoming's note.

It clearly says: "After ten o'clock tonight, come to meet me at the ancestral hall in Taiping Ancient Town. There are some very confidential things that I can only tell you in this world of consciousness."

Tang Long frowned. The last day will end at twelve o'clock tonight. At that time, he can return to the real world. It is said that he can travel a hundred miles in half a century. At this time, he must be more careful.

But Wang Xiaoming said that some words must be said in the conscious world.

Who in the real world is he afraid of?

Tang Long thought for a while and decided to go take a look. If someone else said so, it would be fine. It was Wang Xiaoming after all. Maybe he would be surprised.

At this time, he had controlled the evil ghost of the profiteer Liu, and the barrier between the ghost street and Taiping Ancient Town seemed less insurmountable. In fact, almost every merchant in the ghost street had a ghost domain, otherwise how would they get in and out.

After opening the ghost realm, Tang Long successfully invaded Taiping Ancient Town from the ghost street and arrived at the place where the ancestral temple was according to his memory.

However, at this time, the first generation of spirit summoners had not yet been born, and this ancestral hall... was just an ordinary ancestral hall. It might be lively during the day, but no one comes at night. No wonder Wang Xiaoming chose to meet here.

Using the ghost realm to invade the ancestral hall, Tang Long saw Wang Xiaoming with his back turned to him at a glance, and seemed to be very interested in the night sky in the courtyard.

"What's the situation outside?" He knew Wang Xiaoming's character, so he didn't bother to waste time and asked the most critical question straight to the point.

"fine."

Wang Xiaoming slowly turned his head: "Although the supernatural has completely recovered, the headquarters has barely established a defense line and can withstand it for the time being."

Knowing that nothing happened outside, Tang Long breathed a long sigh of relief and continued to ask: "So, do you have anything crucial to tell me here?"

"There is a mole in the headquarters. To be precise, there is a mole among the captains." Wang Xiaoming said in a deep voice.

"What?" Tang Long was suddenly shocked, and the images of captains flashed in his mind, "Who?"

"Yang Jian."

"How is that possible?!" Tang Long frowned.

Wang Xiaoming took a few steps forward: "Of course it was because you were influenced by Yang Jian before. Didn't you feel there was anything wrong with him that night on Mount Everest?"

After hearing Wang Xiaoming's words, Tang Long's heart suddenly sank, recalling Yang Jian's behavior that day.

However, at the moment when he was distracted, Wang Xiaoming, who was very close at hand, suddenly showed a fierce look, stretched out his palm and slapped Tang Long fiercely.

"Snapped--!"

If Ghost Blood Yang Jian's slap is equivalent to a collision of a bus, then this slap is equivalent to a collision of a ghost ship!

"Crack-!"

Tang Long, who didn't have time to recover, was instantly smashed to pieces, shattered in a real physical sense, and colorful clay fell to the ground.

"Clay puppet?!"

"Wang Xiaoming" had a look of surprise on his face, and then immediately roared: "Stop him!"

At the same time, the released actor ghost had begun to attack the people in front of it. However, after invading the body, it struggled a few times and could not move.

"Wang Xiaoming's" face and body shape changed rapidly, and finally he became exactly the same as Tang Long.

Obviously, this is the time traveler Tang Long, or in other words, the captain.

Tang Long was already very cautious. Even if he didn't expect the enemy to enter the conscious world, he used the ghost realm to dress up the clay puppet as himself to talk to Wang Xiaoming.

Anyway, he could just hide in the ghost realm and listen to Wang Xiaoming's words, so he could get the information. If the situation was not right, he could use the ghost realm to escape at any time.

Unfortunately, Tang Long still underestimated his opponent.

After the captain roared, the spiritual tablets in the ancestral hall quickly changed, forming a series of tombstones!

From the beginning, what Tang Long entered was not an ancestral hall, but a supernatural place created by Cai Yuanchang, the third master!

Because almost every building in Taiping Ancient Town is a supernatural place, and this location in reality is an ancestral hall, Tang Long mistakenly thought that this place in the conscious world was still an ancestral hall.

"Interesting, really interesting." At this time, Cai Yuanchang also appeared from the forest of tombstones. "There are actually two identical people in this world."

While looking at the captain and Tang Long, he sighed, it seemed that there was no way he could deceive this guy about "soul-piercing" Zhang Bohua.

"That's wrong..." Tang Long also realized the seriousness of the problem, because the Cai Yuanchang who appeared in front of him did not have the same middle-aged appearance as the big shopkeeper Zhang Chongqing. He was simply an octogenarian.

He suddenly had a terrifying thought: "You are... Cai Yuanchang in reality!"

"Exactly," the captain said with a sneer, "otherwise, how do you think I ended up in this trial mission?"

As the previous successor of the black mobile phone, and with the help of Cai Yuanchang in reality, it is no wonder that he can even enter the trial space protected by the black mobile phone in the conscious world.

"The joke is a bit too big now." Tang Long broke out in a cold sweat. The reason why he dared to come to the meeting was because he now has a strong supernatural power and is not afraid even if there is an ambush.

But it was the captain and Cai Yuanchang who ambush him. His trump cards were a bit lacking. Even the most powerful nail in the coffin couldn't do anything to the captain.

At this time, the tombstones had completely covered the surrounding area. The ghost of the profiteer Liu controlled by Tang Long could not break through the ghost domain at all, and he was no match for these two people as they fought to the death inside.

"In the final analysis, you are just a clone born based on me. Without me, you are useless."

The captain sneered: "Stop trying to save the world, just sleep peacefully under the tombstone forever."

"Really? I think I can save it again." At this point of desperation, Tang Long couldn't hide anything anymore. He just heard a "pop", the lid of the box was opened, and another seven-color silkworm appeared. A worm-like insect appeared in his palm.

"Colorful ghost Gu?" The captain's expression suddenly changed. He said "impossible" on his lips, but he swallowed it without saying anything.

His living consciousness has always been in Yang Jian's body. He has personally endured the torture of this seven-color ghost Gu, so of course he knows how powerful it is.

Tang Long had cold sweat on his forehead. How could the colorful ghost Gu be so easy to refine? The one he gave Blind Qin to use was developed by Zhang Chongqing who spent many years of effort and was later developed and improved by himself.

And this one is a copycat version that he made by himself in the past few days. There is no flaw in the appearance, but the actual effect is...

The situation was at a stalemate for a while. Cai Yuanchang, as the third boss of Taiping Ancient Town, of course knew how powerful this thing was. Even if he was just a little bit involved, he would not stop fighting, even if he escaped back to reality in the conscious world.

Time passed by minute by second, and in the end it was the captain's side who had to take action first, because as long as it lasted until twelve o'clock, Tang Long would return to the real world. This was the rule specified by the black mobile phone, and even Cai Yuanchang couldn't keep him. .

The tombstones began to shake, as if they were preparing to confuse the audience, and they seemed to be ready to act as a shield at any time, compressing towards Tang Long.

As the tombstone moves forward, Tang Long's ghost realm takes a step back. If it is compressed like this, it will soon become completely ineffective.

“Crack, click, click—!”

Forced to have no choice, he crushed all the clay dolls in one breath, released the puppet actors, and launched a crazy attack on Cai Yuanchang.

Tang Long knew how terrifying the captain was, and although Cai Yuanchang was also very troublesome, his most terrifying ability, which was to pull people into the world of consciousness, was useless.

Because this is already in the conscious world, we can't do an operation like a dream within a dream... right?

However, after the tombstone approached, Tang Long immediately felt dizzy and could hardly maintain consciousness.

"Holy shit, can you really pull people into the conscious world in the conscious world?" He suddenly felt bad. None of the supernatural beings he had pieced together in this trial mission could resist the invasion of consciousness.

However, at this moment, a series of dog barks suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Woof woof——!"

Then, vicious dogs the size of calves appeared out of thin air, guarding Tang Long with bared teeth.

"Ghost dream?" The captain was shocked and stopped immediately. As someone who has seen the original work of Mysterious Resurrection, he knew very well how unsolvable this thing was.

"Fortunately, I still have a trump card here." The corner of his mouth raised slightly, "Cai, how long are you going to watch the excitement?"

Tang Long didn't realize who he was calling at first, but his expression soon changed: "Could it be that... the young Cai Yuanchang in this conscious world has also joined forces with them?"

However, the captain shouted twice, but received no response.

Suddenly, the tombstones automatically separated to the left and right. It was obvious that an extremely powerful ghost realm had invaded.

"Stop shouting, the third child has been knocked down by me."

Wearing a black gown and an indifferent expression, Zhang Chongqing unexpectedly appeared in front of Tang Long.

"Ha." The captain's adaptability was extremely fast, and he immediately showed a mocking and sarcastic face, "Are you secretly protecting your son? Unfortunately, that boy is not Zhang Bohua at all. The one you worked so hard to protect actually killed you. The son, the murderer who took over his body.”

He directly exposed Tang Long's identity and gave him a big blame.

Ask yourself, outsiders will be rejected by this world. If Zhang Chongqing knew that the person alive in his son's body and that the person he told his secret to entrust to the future was a complete stranger, he would never give up.

The captain is best at controlling people's hearts, and he believes that he will not fail this time.

However, the answer he got was...

"I know, I've always known."

"No matter how careful he is, no matter how careful he is, there is no way in the world that a father can't recognize his son. Bo Hua disappeared suddenly. I will be anxious and distressed. Naturally, I still have hatred. I can't wait to see him." Kill this guy who occupies the magpie's nest immediately."

Zhang Chongqing looked at Tang Long with a look of neither sadness nor joy: "I told myself that as long as the value he showed was even slightly insufficient, I would kill him immediately, but it's a pity... From the beginning to the end, the ability and ability he showed were... The talent amazes me.”

"So, even if he really kills Bo Hua and takes over the magpie nest, I will not take action against him. Instead, I will protect him and entrust the future to him."

Hearing this, Tang Long couldn't help but be excited and recalled the task prompt.

"He knows, he's always known."

At that time, Tang Long still felt that this mission reminder was to remind him that the words engraved inside the black coffin concealed the biggest secret in the entire conscious world.

Unexpectedly, this sentence reminded him that Zhang Chongqing knew his identity from the beginning!

The time he thought was safe and comfortable was actually full of murderous plots, and the biggest danger was not the supernatural beings in the ghost streets, the malicious merchants in the ancient town, or even the invading king's organization.

But this person he always thought was a shield and a backer, Zhang Chongqing!

Doesn't Zhang Chongqing love his son? Of course not. From the few words he inadvertently revealed, Tang Long knew that he loved his wife and son deeply.

But for him, all of this is expendable, including himself.

As long as he can end the supernatural era, Zhang Chongqing is willing to give up anything, even to help his enemies.

Just like Wang Xiaoming's younger brother was killed by Yang Jian, but he still used his own death to help pave the way for Yang Jian to secure his position as law enforcement captain.

These people are not without emotions or selfish desires, but they can sacrifice everything for the goal of struggle.

Wang Xiaoming judged that Yang Jian was of high value, so he helped him suppress Li Gui's recovery.

Similarly, Zhang Chongqing judged that Tang Long had high value, so he appeared at this time.

Even if the other party is an enemy who has taken over his son's body.

"Damn..." After hearing Zhang Chongqing's answer, the captain realized that his plan was going to fail.

Cai Yuanchang's supernatural power is indeed very strong, and he can create an almost real and perfect world in his consciousness. But the problem is that this world is too perfect. People in it are so perfect that they have their own consciousness and are uncontrollable. Even he This creator cannot do whatever he wants inside.

For example, during the Baishui Town incident, Zhang Dong even appeared in Cai Yuanchang's conscious world to attack Yang Jian. Would he dare to jump in front of Zhang Dong?

It's obviously impossible.

"Although the direct attack failed, fortunately we made second-hand preparations." He gave Cai Yuanchang a look, and the two of them disappeared immediately, apparently returning to the real world.

"Now."

Zhang Chongqing slowly turned around and looked at Tang Long: "Do you still remember what I said at that time? If you want to become a ghost doctor, you must break the tradition that doctors do not heal themselves. Now, suppress the supernatural power in your body. "

"This is my last test for you." (End of Chapter)