Chapter 355 Storyteller and Round Table Meeting
The old man whose spirit was summoned suddenly lost his composure and even stopped smoking the pipe in his mouth. His face quickly became gloomy, and it was obvious that he was afraid of this auction house.

"Han Fengyuan? Sounds like he should also be a senior."

He Yiner reacted quickly. She didn't know much about the history of Taiping Ancient Town. She only knew that although the older generation of ghost riders lived in seclusion, most people in the outside supernatural circle would still give them some face. But today, something seemed to be wrong.

"He is indeed a senior. Even I have to respectfully address him as Mr. Han. If I remember correctly, his code name in the spiritual circle should be..."

"Storyteller."

The old man in Taiping Ancient Town smacked his lips and used smoking to hide his inner unrest.

"This title sounds elegant and easy-going, but in fact he is an out-and-out fierce god. If you travel with him, you will be shattered if you are not careful. Of course, these are all hearsay. When I started to live in seclusion in Taiping Ancient Town, he was no longer very active in the supernatural circle."

"Now it seems that even someone as strong as Old Han can't escape the fate of the evil spirit reviving."

The old man sighed and spoke in a heavy tone.

"Girl, forgive me for being blunt, but I can't handle the old mansion of Han. Even at my peak, I couldn't do it."

"Storytellers have four major taboos, which are called the Four Evils of Han in the spiritual world. Don't look at what is inappropriate, don't say what is inappropriate, don't listen to what is inappropriate, and don't do what is inappropriate. If you violate any of these taboos, you will have to bear a devastating blow from him next."

As time passed, the body of the old man who summoned the soul began to become somewhat illusory and transparent. Although he had not yet made a move, trying his best to maintain a clear mind was also a consumption to some extent.

"But don't be discouraged. The people around you are all good young people. They are not much worse than I was back then. It's not too difficult to deal with the problem after Han Lao's death. After all, ghosts can never be as agile as living people. As long as we find a master who specializes in ghosts and locks on to Han Lao's body, the problem will be solved."

After saying this, the old man’s body turned into a wisp of white smoke and disappeared in an instant.

"I didn't expect to hit a wall this time. Even the elders in the ancient town dare not rashly contact the ghost, so you can imagine how terrifying it is."

Boss Liu frowned and looked a little bitter.

"The senior also said that if we find someone who is good at dealing with ghosts, there is still a chance. Then let's wait for Cao Yang. The three of us captains will seal off Luo City first to prevent the supernatural events from spreading out again, and then deal with some hidden dangers in advance. It's not a good idea to just sit here and do nothing."

He Yiner said that unlike the original novel, the current He Yiner did not have an enemy with Liu San. Although she had the idea of ​​rebuilding Taiping Ancient Town before, she would not let it delay her main business. Her personality was also much calmer and more introverted than the original novel.

"can."

Li Jun and Lu Zhiwen had no choice but to agree to He Yiner's suggestion.

In Zhongzhou City, the dark lake water that submerged the city has completely receded, and a lost ancient city is abruptly exposed to the air. The damp and moldy smell emanating from the bluestone ancient city can be smelled from a long distance away.

Ye Zhen, who had just mastered the Ghost Lake, was wandering around the ancient city with great interest. Although there were some evil ghosts appearing during this time, they were directly sunk into the lake by Ye Zhen at the first sight, and then turned into an ice sculpture and fell to the bottom of the lake.

"It's easy for me, Ye, to break through the spiritual land. Obviously, Xiao Yang is afraid of me and doesn't dare to fight me head-on."

"Ha ha ha ha - I, Ye, am the undisputed number one ghost rider, no one else is."

Ye Zhen was intoxicated in his own world and did not seem to notice the strange phenomenon in a dark corner of the ancient city - it seemed to be a ball of scarlet threads, or like many insects, which were wriggling wildly at the moment, and then these red things quickly outlined a strange human face!

It was a man's face. His expression was somewhat numb and there was not much spirit in his eyes. He looked like a corpse that had been dead for a long time.

"Ye Zhen from the Supernatural Forum? He was actually involved in the Ghost Lake incident. What's going on with this ancient city?"

"Alas, working part-time is really troublesome, and eavesdropping and peeping are also risky."

The mouth of the human face was hesitating slightly, and a strong male voice came out from it.

However, this situation did not last long. The human face soon collapsed and the scarlet thing was not a bug at all, but a bunch of strange blood-stained threads.

Ye Zhen was unaware that his whereabouts had been exposed, and even if he knew, he would not care at all. With the scapegoat as the core and the control of the frozen ghosts and the ghost lake, Ye Zhen believed that he was at the forefront of the contemporary supernatural circle and was not inferior to any ghost controller of his peers.

In Dazheng City, the calm after the storm lasted for a full hour. During this period, Lin Bei occasionally pretended to be dead, and his limbs twitched as if he was crazy. The most serious time he almost stood up and walked around, but was held back by Cao Yang and Shen Lin respectively.

"We can't wait any longer. Dazheng City still has Zhou Deng. I know him a little bit. He has good abilities and strengths. He should be able to take over the city smoothly."

Ten minutes later, Cao Yang didn't plan to wait any longer. Even though he was sure that the confrontation between Lin Bei and the old corpse had entered the final stage, no one could be sure how long it would last.

At the same time, in a villa in the United States, a fairly ordinary city, a group of weirdos were holding a meeting.

"According to the information sent back by our spies in the east, the captains who went to deal with the Ghost Lake incident have all left, and the traces left by the Ghost Lake have also been completely cleaned up. Currently, only one person remains in Zhongzhou City, and he is Ye Zhen, the current administrator of the Supernatural Forum."

There was a round table in the hall. A group of people exuding a cold aura sat around the table. One of them, who looked like a missionary, spoke first.

"Spies? To be honest, I don't really trust those guys. After all, there are spies planted in our organization by others."

Before the missionary finished speaking, another voice spoke up. His voice sounded a little dull, as if he was speaking through a mask.

"Oh? Interesting, who could that person be?"

A faint voice took over the conversation, which sounded a bit mysterious.

“Bang, bang, bang—!”

At this moment, a man at the conference table had his heart beating faster. He was the only Asian person among everyone, with yellow skin, black eyes, and a relatively healthy body. Compared with the group of people around him who were almost like corpses, he seemed a little out of place.

"Mr. Zhang, tell me what you think."

"Who do you think among those attending the meeting today is the spy planted by the foreigners into our King's Organization?"

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the man called Mr. Zhang.

(End of this chapter)