Chapter 140 Emperor Ye Tian

"The thin black line should be the contractual connection between me and the little white mouse, and the thick line is the curse of the white paper ghost. If the curse breaks out, we will become the ghost slaves of the white paper ghost."

Wang Xiaoming looked at the scene in front of him and murmured, "Interesting. As long as I sign my name on a piece of white paper, I will be targeted by the evil spirit? This ability is very useful for harming others."

Looking down at the little white mouse in his hand, he found that the little white mouse that had been struggling just now was now lying very quietly in his hand.

"Go, bring me the test tube on the table!"

Putting the little white mouse on the experimental table, Wang Xiaoming pointed to a test tube on the table and said to the little white mouse.

Perhaps because of the white paper contract, the little white mouse actually understood what he said and ran towards the test tube. After coming under the test tube rack, it tried hard to climb onto the test tube rack.

However, because it was too thin, the little white mouse failed to climb up the test tube rack and pick up the test tube.

Afterwards, Wang Xiaoming tried to command the mice several times and found that as long as he gave the instructions, the mice could not only understand them, but also try their best to complete them.

Like a trained circus mouse.

And from the perspective of the clairvoyant and prying eyes, every time an order was given, an inexplicable fluctuation would appear on the thin black line connecting him and the little white mouse. This fluctuation should be the reason why the little white mouse understood the order.

"What happens to the contract if the mouse dies?"

Wang Xiaoming stared at the thin black line in the void, and an idea came to his mind.

He did it as he thought. He took the little white mouse in his hand, pressed down the mouse's head with his left hand, grabbed the mouse's tail with his right hand and pulled it gently. Only with an extremely subtle sound, the cervical vertebrae of the little white mouse were dislocated, and the spinal cord and brain stem were separated. The mouse died instantly.

The moment the little white mouse died, the thin black thread that originally connected the two dissipated and disappeared at the same time, leaving only a thick black thread connecting him and the white paper ghost.

Wang Xiaoming sensed it carefully and did not find anything wrong. It seemed that the death of one party to the contract would not pose a danger to the other party.

Just as Wang Xiaoming was immersed in exploring the unknown, the impact of the hunting operation gradually became apparent.

Although most ghost hunters expressed their dissatisfaction with this matter on the website, they were still tactful enough to restrain themselves in reality.

They are just emotionally corrupted by the supernatural, they are not fools. The headquarters is now very powerful, and anyone who dares to go against it is either a fool or a stubborn person.

Many folk ghost-chasing organizations have begun to actively contact local city leaders, saying that they are just banding together for warmth and only want to earn some living expenses for their families before they die, and they will definitely abide by the law.

The headquarters did not continue to be tough. They understood the principle of using both soft and hard tactics. The success of the hunting operation revealed that the headquarters had the ability to deal with any ghost rider and its attitude towards lawless ghost riders.

It successfully intimidated the ghost riders in the spiritual world of Renguo and let them know the consequences of going against the headquarters.

But too much is as bad as too little. Continuously putting too much pressure on someone will only backfire. The next step is to appease these somewhat panicked ghost riders.

Therefore, the person in charge who received the latest order from the headquarters also revealed the goodwill of the headquarters to these folk ghost riders. The headquarters will not target any ghost rider. The hunting operation is only because these people have gone too far and enjoy killing. They are no longer worthy of being called human beings. They are evil ghosts in human skin.

All ghost riders who yearn for peace and like stability are welcome to join the headquarters. Even if you do not join the headquarters, as long as you do not endanger people's lives and safety, you can live as before.

The panic caused by the hunting operation gradually dissipated. Although some ghost hunters felt uneasy and decided to go abroad for development, most of them were reluctant to leave their country and stayed in China. This incident swept the entire folk supernatural world, and the supernatural forum was naturally among them.

It's just that the administrator of the forum has a special personality and is fearless. Facing the hunting operation of the headquarters, he just thinks that the killing is a good thing. These people don't think about how to save the world after becoming ghost riders. They bully men and women every day and kill people for fun. They deserve to be killed!!!

Dahai City, the headquarters of the Supernatural Forum.

Ye Zhen looked at Ah Wu in front of him with annoyance. He covered his ears and shouted, "I am the administrator of the Supernatural Forum. You all must listen to me."

"Of course we will listen to you, but the headquarters is very powerful now, so we also have to consider..." Before Wu could finish his words, he was interrupted.

"No need to think about it. I, Ye Zhen, am invincible in the world. With me in charge, it should be the headquarters that needs to consider it." Ye Zhen said confidently, with his hands on his hips.

Ah Wu could only cover his face and smile bitterly, wondering how he could have ended up with such a boss.

"Yes, you are invincible, but the headquarters has a greater cause after all. We might as well give the headquarters some face and strengthen cooperation with the headquarters, just like the current circle of friends, which was once an organization as famous as us, and now it is also actively cooperating with the headquarters."

"Humph!" Ye Zhen said disdainfully, "Fang Shiming is just a wimp. How can he compare to me, Ye Tiandi? The fact that they are on par with us in the circle of friends is just flattery from their own people. Sooner or later, I will fight Fang Shiming and let people know how powerful I, Ye Zhen, am."

It’s a headache! It’s really a headache!

Awu covered his forehead and took two steps back. He clenched his fists and felt his fists itchy. He couldn't do this job anymore!
"Awu, what's wrong with you?" Ye Zhen asked with concern after seeing it, "Did you not sleep well again? I told you a long time ago that you should learn Tai Chi with me to nourish your kidneys and protect your liver. Come and see if this pose is handsome or not?"

As he was talking, Ye Zhen started practicing Tai Chi in the room, muttering to himself: "Cut a watermelon in half..."

Ah Wu couldn't bear to watch it any longer, and he quickly asked, "Do you want to meet the ghost rider sent by the headquarters?"

"See you, see you! I haven't finished watching today's anime yet, I don't have time!" Ye Zhen quickly stopped boxing, jumped back to the computer, put on pink headphones, and started watching anime.

"Ugh!"

Awu shook his head, sighed, closed the door and left.

I took the elevator downstairs and came to the luxuriously decorated small reception room on the 18th floor. I heard the door open and the people inside looked towards Awu.

This was a young man wearing an Interpol uniform with a cold expression. When he saw Wu coming in, he asked coldly, "Where is your administrator?"

"I'm very sorry, an emergency just happened here and our administrator had to go deal with it, so I will be the one to take charge of this conversation on the Supernatural Forum." Awu said with an apologetic expression.

"Your representative?" the young detective asked with a look of doubt.

Ah Wu came to the young detective, extended his hand and said with a smile: "It's our first meeting, just call me Ah Wu. I am the deputy of Administrator Ye, responsible for managing all major and minor events of the Supernatural Forum, so I can still represent the Supernatural Forum."

The young detective extended his hand and shook it gently, then introduced himself: "Zhao Kaiming, the person in charge of Dahai City!"

(End of this chapter)