I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery

"You mean... Yang Jian will seize the supernatural power of the black mobile phone and let his silent ability cover the entire time and space?"

Tang Long also quickly realized that no matter how magical the black phone was, it was just a supernatural item in the final analysis. It was just that Chen Dachui had gathered the power and will of the Seven Elders on it, so most evil ghosts could not affect it.

But among the vast majority of evil ghosts, Yang Jian definitely does not include Yang Jian. With his terrifying supernatural powers and the ability to control ghost lake ghost dreams, he is a ghost boy himself. It is not easy to steal supernatural powers.

"Although I really want to wishfully think that his arm was taken off before he could steal it, but my reason tells me that this is definitely not the case." Wang Xiaoming murmured to himself, writing and drawing on the draft paper on the table, "It just doesn't happen. Know...what exactly he stole."

"If I were Yang Jian..." Tang Long tried to assume the other person's position by relying on his familiarity with the original work. "As expected, I should try my best to find the supernatural power of silence and ghost eyes, so that I can become a complete body."

But the problem is that his own understanding of the black mobile phone is not very good, and it is difficult to guess what kind of supernatural being is stolen from it.

Even Wang Xiaoming himself studied this thing for a long time, but he could not come to any conclusion. He had only one guess: "Perhaps, only by truly reaching the realm of the so-called 'god' can we understand the power contained in it."

"The realm of gods..." Tang Long frowned, feeling that it was a bit tricky. Even the Dongtian Emperor was only the pinnacle of ghost control. The only one who could truly be called a "god" was Yang Jian.

It takes such a wild imagination to expect Yang Jian to answer his questions.

"Wait!" But suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, "The one who can solve my doubts should not be just Yang Jian."

As the true owner of the black phone, Chen Ge can definitely give him the answer. Although he can't find Chen Ge now, Chen Ge's former fierce employee is still there.

Zhang Ya is one of those things where the destruction of the world has nothing to do with me. Apart from Chen Ge himself, it is basically impossible to get a response from her. The only thing the other party can do is to help him defend Dajian City.

Xu Yin may be a rational character who can communicate, but he has just been revived by Wang Xiaoming and suffered heavy injuries again in the battle with the captain. His current state is completely dead and cannot be saved except by Chen Ge himself.

As for the pen fairy Chen Yalin... I can only say that she is very stupid and naive. She doesn't know any questions. She is more than cute but not very strong. Now she can only scare people in the haunted house.

So Tang Long only has one goal left...a painter.

Although he didn't know that the painter was Fan Yu, he could roughly guess the other person's identity from the clues.

For example, Chen Ge's employees such as Bixian, Spider Boy, and Xiao Bu appeared in the other party's prediction paintings; for example, according to Zhang Xuan's description, when he was beaten, he had run out of ammunition and food, but he felt that he was blocked by The world in the painting deliberately opened an exit; for another example, since the king's organization and the headquarters started a full-scale war, the painter mysteriously disappeared without doing anything detrimental to his own side.

When Zhang Xuan led a team to investigate the situation abroad, Wang Xiaoming also instructed him to find this painter, but unfortunately there was no result. This guy who originally occupied an important position in the king's organization seemed to have mysteriously disappeared suddenly, and even his own people were looking for him. He's gone.

"I want to go abroad." After pondering for a moment, Tang Long suddenly spoke.

"Are you going to find that painter?" Wang Xiaoming was not surprised.

"More than just looking for him."

The painter's precognitive paintings had revealed the situation of many ghost employees. However, at this time, the headquarters had almost controlled the supernatural circle in the country, but only found one pen fairy, Chen Yalin. This basically means that the other employees should be abroad.

Whether he wanted to find a painter or someone else, Tang Long had to go abroad.

"Then go ahead. The domestic situation is quite stable now. Let Cao Yanhua run the branch. As for the ghost masters at the headquarters, I will let the captain control them, especially now that almost all the seven five-star horror scenes have been unlocked. The defense line is quite strong.”

The old god Wang Xiaoming was writing on the ground: "You just have to be careful. The current situation abroad is not as safe as at home. It is almost completely a doomsday scene. I am not too worried about the power you have. It is mainly about your personality... …”

"My only advice to you is to put away your kindness. No matter how powerful you are, you can't control things that you can't control. Don't delay business."

Tang Long shrugged: "Don't worry, if I go abroad, I will only show my kindness when needed."

"When needed..." Wang Xiaoming shook his head slightly, "That's all, this is you. I won't say more. It's best to bring someone with you to take care of each other. The captains are temporarily exhausted. If you need it, you can Called Zhou Deng..."

"Zhou Deng is not bad, but I already have a candidate in mind." Tang Long smiled, "You don't have to worry about foreign affairs. Just take good care of the country."

"The captain has retired for the time being. As long as Yang Jian doesn't appear without warning and start killing people, the domestic defense line can guarantee at least sixty years of peace. No matter what the final outcome is, you have reached a height that is indistinguishable from his predecessors, at least You can protect this era and your compatriots, but personally, I still hope that you can go further."

Wang Xiaoming stopped writing. For the first time, he was not calculating any formulas or derivation on the papyrus, but a rather rough sketch.

“Finally, it’s come this far.”

The simple painting shows a peaceful scene where the country is peaceful and the people are safe. Not a single evil ghost can be seen, and everyone has a smile symbolizing hope on their faces.

"You can actually draw, is it something you were born with or something you learned?" Tang Long picked up the simple drawing and looked at it.

"After all, you are the talker at the headquarters. Although I am busy now, I still have some private time every day, so I have developed some personal hobbies."

A faint smile appeared on Wang Xiaoming's face: "If one day the world is really peaceful, I will become an art teacher."

"It's good to have some personal hobbies. People always have to find time to take a breath before they can be considered alive. You just pushed yourself too hard before, and that's why you thought death is a release."

While Tang Long was answering, he was also scribbling on the simple drawing. When he finally put the drawing down, the paper had become a mess: "But the future I look forward to more is like this."

It turns out that in Wang Xiaoming's painting, Tang Long was standing alone on a high place, looking down at the peaceful age. However, after being painted over by Tang Long, many crooked things appeared next to him that looked similar to stick figures, because the painting was too Ugly cannot be identified, only names can be marked on it.

"Wang Xiaoming, Yang Jian, Li Jun, Liu San, Wei Jing..."

"Rather than being a lonely god like Yang Jian, I prefer to walk side by side with everyone, so that no matter whether it is heaven or hell ahead, I will never be too lonely."

"The painting is really ugly." Wang Xiaoming, who has always been relatively ignorant, turned out to be venomous.

"Damn." Tang Long's eyelids twitched, "Is this the key?"

"makes sense."

Wang Xiaoming took the painting, looked at it for a few times, and threw it back. He didn't seem to care much, but the next second, the wall separated to the left and right, and this painting that seemed very abstract because Tang Long joined the painting was directly painted. Hanging in the middle of the hall.

"We will follow you all the way to the end."

…

After a night's rest, Tang Long left the headquarters quietly. He was going to travel abroad to see what the world outside the Celestial Empire was like, and at the same time, he was looking for Chen Ge's ghost employees.

Next to him, there is a younger brother to take care of him. It is Li Yang who only plays high-end games.

Originally, Li Yang had become a branch owner of the horror paradise Dahai City, living a small life with his wife and children on the hot bed, but when Tang Long called him, he immediately followed him out without any complaints.

The first stop for the two of them was the small Southeast Asian country mentioned by Bi Shihua. Tang Long believed that the meeting between the two was probably not an accident, but an inevitable result deliberately caused by the painter who had foreseen the future to some extent.

Guiyu was walking very fast, and within a few minutes, the two of them appeared quietly on the streets of this small country.

Different from business as usual in China, the streets here have taken on a desolate and dilapidated appearance, with no one in sight. Half of the shops on the left and right have their doors locked, while the other half have been pried or smashed open quite brutally. , standing outside you can see that the inside has been looted, and it has obviously been purchased for zero yuan.

"The so-called doomsday scenario."

Tang Long's ghost eyes turned slightly. Although there was no one on the road, many malicious glances could be felt in the ruined buildings on both sides.

But suddenly, these eyes retracted in panic, and the ghost pupils jumped slightly, obviously a fierce ghost was approaching.

Soon, at the end of the road, a mummy-like ghost staggered closer. Its whole body was covered with bandages. The only exposed turbid eyeballs were flowing with thick and brown liquid, and it had a semi-rotted mouth with several big teeth missing. It opened and made a sound of "uh uh", exuding a disgusting stench.

"You two!"

Suddenly, a rolling shutter door opened slightly on the side of the road, and a man speaking in a stiff Mandarin voice said anxiously: "Come in quickly! If you can't get in within five seconds, I will close the door!"

"Huh?" Tang Long raised his eyebrows. It seemed that he was a Chinese living abroad. He actually spoke Mandarin. But there was no need to get out of the way of such a mere C-level ghost.

He was just about to use the ghost rope, but Li Yang took a step forward: "Brother Zhui, let me do it. I haven't made a move in a long time. I have to find my state."

"Okay, then it's up to you." Tang Long shrugged.

"You, you guys." The man in the rolling shutter door stamped his feet anxiously and slammed the door shut again.

However, Tang Long could sense that he was probably still leaning on the crack in the door, looking out.

Li Yang took a step forward, and his wrist suddenly started dripping with sticky blood. In Tang Long's ghost eyes, he could see four ghosts holding hands to form a square formation, protecting him and imprisoning him inside.

Black blood dripped on the ground, forming three words: "Dismember it!"

Immediately, a fierce ghost appeared and pounced on the mummy. Soon there were sounds of crunching bites and breaking bones.

In just a few minutes, the mummy, which was not very scary, was torn into pieces, and its remaining limbs and arms could no longer move and entered a state of death.

"Huh." Li Yang breathed a sigh of relief, "It's not even an appetizer."

"thump--!"

There was a sound of falling to the ground from behind the rolling shutter door.

Tang Long sank these stumps and broken arms into the ghost lake by the way, completely cutting off the possibility of the mummy recovering, and then walked towards the rolling shutter door.

It can be easily seen that the rolling shutter door trembles slightly, probably because the person lying in the crack of the door is afraid.

However, he did not slam the door violently, but knocked gently: "My friend, are you interested in coming out and talking?"

After hesitating for a moment, the rolling shutter door finally opened slowly, probably because he felt that even if he refused, the other party could force his way in.

What appeared behind the door was a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard and a haggard expression. He looked at the two of them with fear, especially when he saw the ghost returning to Li Yang's side, he trembled involuntarily.

"Don't worry, this guy won't hurt you." Li Yang gave the order again, and the ghost disappeared again, at least it was invisible to ordinary people.

"You..." the middle-aged man was excited, "You are the ghost controllers mentioned on the Internet, people who can fight against evil ghosts, right?"

Obviously, this country is too small, and there are not many ghost masters in it. For the residents of this city, they only live in legends.

"Yes, most evil ghosts are not taken seriously by us." Tang Long nodded.

"Then, can you do me a favor?" The middle-aged man's eyes lit up, "My daughter is sick and needs medicine very much, but the pharmacy and hospital are half a city away. I really don't have the ability. You two ghost masters must have come here for a purpose. I know the local area very well. As long as you help me get the medicine for my daughter, I will definitely assist you with all my strength!"

"You are a smart man, you know your usefulness very well, and your transactions are relatively fair." Tang Long smiled, "But there is one thing you are wrong about. If I want to cure your daughter, I don't need medicine at all."

As he said that, he raised his hand: "Take me to meet your daughter."

The middle-aged man hurriedly led Tang Long into the depths of the store, then moved a large table to reveal the wooden door of the basement, and led him inside.

In the basement are his wife and daughter. It is obvious that this man is living outside and struggling to survive, leaving his wife and children to hide in a relatively safe place. Even if the place is looted one day, the enemy may not be able to find the people in the basement.

"A very responsible man. He even reached out to us who also speak Mandarin just now. Of course, it may be that he plans to find two adult men as companions to travel across the city in search of medicine."

Tang Long's eyes moved slightly. No matter what the purpose was, at least this man had a good heart.