The first thousand two hundred and sixty-seven chapters(2/2)
"Chen Qiaoyang, you can't escape." The next moment, Yang Jian appeared with Lu Zhiwen and stopped in front of the paper sedan.
Fire appeared in the ghost realm and rushed toward Chen Qiaoyang from all directions.
The ghost realm that belongs to him is constantly being compressed.
The paper man carrying the paper sedan also stopped.
"You chased me from Dahan City to here, and you refused to let me go. Yang, you are really ruthless." Chen Qiaoyang's gnashing teeth came from the paper sedan.
Yang Jian said: "Last time you escaped from Dadong City, if Keng had remained anonymous, I probably wouldn't have troubled you, but you were restless and insisted on getting involved in Zhang Xianguang's matter, time and time again.
People like you are too dangerous, I think it's better to get rid of them, otherwise I will regret not getting rid of you today if you cause more trouble next time."
Chen Qiaoyang in the paper sedan was silent for a while and said in a pleading tone; "Although I was involved in Zhang Xianguang's matter, I was forced to do nothing. After all, I have an old relationship with him, and I didn't know that this matter would cause trouble."
The relationship is so big, although there is some misunderstanding between us, I can still change my ways, how about giving it a chance?"
He actually began to beg for mercy at this moment.
It seemed that Chen Qiaoyang also understood that if he was intercepted today, it would be difficult to escape.
The other party has the supernatural power to trace himself, and it will be useless no matter where he runs.
"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."
"It's easy for you to cause chaos. Once a ghost controller like you causes chaos, the impact will be greater than ten supernatural events." Yang Jian was firm and disagreed.
The will-o'-the-wisps in the ghost realm became even more intense.
At this moment, the paper sedan was on fire, and flames began to appear on it.
Chen Qiaoyang did not dare to get out of the paper sedan. He would most likely be burned to death as soon as he came out. However, he would not be able to hold on for long if he continued like this, so he continued: "How about this, I will help you deal with twenty supernatural things."
How about exchanging my life for the incident? Thirty incidents will do, forty incidents will do, you make a condition, and I promise to fulfill it."
"You are a capricious person like you. How can you deceive others? How can you deceive me? Dream on. There was a reason why Wang Chaling's parents trapped you in the ancient house. You must have done a lot of evil before." Yang Jian was unmoved.
move.
Lu Zhiwen did not persuade Yang Jian.
He could persuade Yang Jian before, but now that everyone has been caught, it would be foolish to persuade him again.
"If you really want to drive me out, then I will have no choice but to kill you." Chen Qiaoyang said angrily: "In order to hunt me down, you passed through eight cities and fifteen counties along the way, and I left everything behind in those places.
If I have a little bit of supernatural power, those hidden supernatural powers will not get out of control while I am alive, but will be restrained by me."
"Once I die and the evil ghosts are not restrained by me, there will be more than twenty supernatural events. I can't say what will happen then."
Lu Zhiwen's eyes flashed: "Yang Jian, you are right, such a person really deserves to be killed. What he said before about handling thirty supernatural incidents to save his life was probably because he wanted to direct and act on his own. If you let him go, the supernatural things he left behind will be
It will be his credit. If you kill him, the supernatural beings he left behind will cause supernatural events, and there are calculations on both sides."
"How about giving Yang a way out so that everyone can live in peace in the future?" Chen Qiaoyang said tentatively.
"Blackmail me?"
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.
"Do you think I will be blackmailed by you? If you want the supernatural to get out of control and use ordinary people's lives as bargaining chips, then I will erase your consciousness and let others inherit your supernatural power. In this way, someone will naturally take care of this matter.
To solve it, the supernatural power of a ready-made ghost controller like you is the best to inherit, and there is no problem of recovery."
"Oops."
Chen Qiaoyang's face 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 Qiaotou's escape route, trapping him in the ghost realm.
Chen Qiaoyang's thick blood that just dropped to the ground was immediately engulfed by the flames. The supernatural power in the blood was burned out and had no effect.
"Mr. Yang"
His face was twisted, a little desperate and angry.
As soon as he turned around, a charred palm pinched his neck, and then a dark ghost shadow covered him and invaded directly towards Chen Qiaoyang's consciousness.
"Go on the road with peace of mind, it won't hurt." Yang Jian's voice echoed in his ears.
Chen Qiaoyang's vision blurred for a while, and his consciousness began to fade away. His eyelids closed quickly.
His nickname is Ghost Shepherd. When there are no ghosts around him, his ability to fight head-on is not strong, and can even be said to be a little weak. It is precisely because of this that he always hides himself and does not show his face as much as possible.
soon.
Chen Qiaoyang's body twitched, and he stopped struggling. His whole body hung limply in the air, and he rolled his eyes.
He is not dead.
But he is already a living dead because his memory was completely read by Yang Jian and his consciousness was forcibly erased.
"The living can only see ghosts, but the living and dead can't see the ghost herders? Your era is over."
As soon as Yang Jian let go, Chen Qiaoyang let go and fell. He did not fall to the ground, but stood there with eyes blank.
Then the surrounding firelight disappeared, and his ghost realm was retracted.
"An unconscious ghost master is indeed a good experimental subject. Yang Jian, how about letting me take him away? I can let him wear that human skin, and then let Ahong draw Li Jun's face, and let him
Li Jun was resurrected in Chen Qiaoyang." Lu Zhiwen said.
"Are you sure you can do it?" Yang Jian asked.
Lu Zhiwen said: "His supernatural powers can restrain evil ghosts and human skin. Such supernatural powers are very suitable for resurrecting Li Jun. The probability of success is very high."
"I won't be stingy about using it to resurrect Li Jun. I'll give it to you. I'll take another person with me by the way." After Yang Jian finished speaking, a figure appeared in front of him again.
At first, this figure was a model of the lake, then it became clearer and clearer, and finally it appeared completely before our eyes.
This is a strange young man.
But the next moment.
The strange young man opened his eyes and woke up: "Yang Jian? You resurrected me again? What happened this time? I committed suicide by jumping into the lake for you last time. You won't want me again this time."
go to hell."
"Stop talking nonsense. All experiences are in your mind. I gave you part of Chen Qiaoyang's memory. I will cooperate with Lu Zhiwen later to find and deal with some supernatural beings hidden in the city. You know those locations."
Yang Jian said.
He needs a tool man.
So Wang Shan, who had died several times, was resurrected by him.
"Okay, I probably understand." Wang Shan sighed, feeling a little helpless.
Lu Zhiwen looked at Yang Jian and then at Wang Shan: "Is it a supernatural product? But it's not easy to have the consciousness of a normal living person."
"I've given you everything. Don't ask me for the rest. I'm not interested in these trivial things."
After Yang Jian finished speaking to Lu Zhiwen, his body sank into the water at his feet, and then disappeared from sight.
"Give me a ride by the way. It's a bit far from the headquarters." Lu Zhiwen said, but it seemed that he was a little late.
"He's always been like this, just get used to it."
Wang Shan came over to comfort him and said, "This is my third or fourth resurrection. I don't know how long I can live this time. Let me introduce myself. My name is Wang Shan. Please give me your advice in the future."
"Lu Zhiwen, one of the captains at the headquarters, I have your file information." Lu Zhiwen said: "Help me carry Chen Qiaoyang's body. It's time for us to leave."
"No problem, Yang Jian asked me to listen to you. Now you are the boss." Wang Shan shrugged and took the initiative to carry Chen Qiaoyang's body.
The next moment, the figures of the three people began to distort, and then disappeared from the place.
Lu Zhiwen also has a ghost realm, but the scope is not as perverted as that of Yang Jian.
Chapter completed!