Extra: Wang Ping

After Yang Jian disappeared and left, the ancestral hall in Taiping Town did not remain silent because of this.

On the contrary, after He Yiner summoned the souls and the old people in the Republic of China period became increasingly certain that Yang Jian could completely end the supernatural era, so she could completely relieve the responsibility of the soul-summoner.

It's time to say goodbye to everything that happened in the past.

He Yin'er looked in the direction where Yang Jian disappeared, and then walked into the ancestral hall again.

This day.

Layers of strange smoke floated in the originally quiet and empty ancestral hall, and many people appeared in the smoke. The clothes of those people were completely different from those of people now, as if they were decades apart.

Some residents in Taiping Town heard all kinds of lively sounds coming from the ancestral hall. Some laughed loudly, some sang, and some were in a happy mood... It seemed that a grand banquet was being held in the ancestral hall, which was regarded as a forbidden area, and there were many people participating.

But the time of joy is very short.

After a while, all the lively sounds disappeared and never sounded again.

And after that day, all the spiritual positions in the ancestral hall disappeared.

He Yin'er, who had been staying in the ancestral hall, disappeared.

No one knew where she went, and no one knew what happened that day.

I only know that since then, Taiping Town has less mysterious and more defeated. It seems that this newly built ancient town 60 years ago has reached the end of its life. Some so-called forbidden areas that have always been taboo by locals are not strange after visiting. The so-called weirdness is nothing but spread rumors from the older generation, and there is no credibility at all.

However, it is on an antique street in Ohara City, not far from Taiping Town.

A girl about eleven or twelve years old is walking leisurely on the road at this moment. The girl's expression and temperament seem out of place with the people around her, and she has an indescribable alternative feeling.

Moreover, the girl was dressed in a weird way. She was wearing a red cheongsam, wearing a pair of bright high heels, and holding a pale paper umbrella in her hand.

The combination of red and white and the conflict of colors can to some extent attract the attention of people around you.

But the pedestrians nearby seemed to have not seen this girl. Even when they passed by, they did not pay attention to it. It seemed that the girl was a ghost wandering in the city. Although she existed around her, she could not see it.

The girl hummed the song gently while walking. It was a tune from the Republic of China period, old and elegant.

Is this what you look like in the third life?Should I call you Zhang Youhong, or Liu Qingqing... or Sister Hong?A cold voice suddenly echoed over the street.

The girl stopped, and the old and elegant Republican minor tune came to an abrupt end. She raised her head and looked at the sky in a little surprised.

The sky is as usual, but a little different.

Because the sun above my head is cold at this moment, without a slight temperature.

It’s just that the pedestrians around this detail didn’t notice it.

Yang Jian……… The girl smiled. Although she was young, her smile always revealed a bit of frivolity and weirdness.

Your appearance is always so surprising, but I am not called Hongjie, nor Zhang Youhong, nor Liu Qingqing. My name is Li Zimei, and now I not only have my parents who love me, but also a naughty younger brother. Didn’t expect it?An unfortunate person can finally have a happy family.

Then cherish it, but I will keep staring at you... The sound gradually drifts away until I can't hear it again.

Then, the indescribable abnormality in the sky disappeared.

The sunlight above the head returned to warm again.

Leaving?Li Zimei whispered softly, and memories of the past kept popping up in her mind.

Zhang Youhong?It's really an old name. If you don't remind me, I almost forgot that I once had such a name.

The Republic of China………It’s so far away.

at the same time.

Dahan City, Shuangqiao Town.

Inside the teacher's office in an elementary school.

A man in his early thirties and elegant temperament was sitting on a chair and reading a newspaper.

The newspaper was recently published and has caused quite a stir in the world.

The above content is very alternative. The lines reveal that there are terrifying evil spirits in this world. Ordinary people cannot fight against them if they encounter them. For this reason, the author also listed a lot of evidence. In addition, the newspaper also teaches ordinary people how to fight against evil spirits when they encounter danger.

The means are simple and single, that is, when danger comes, try to call a name: Yang Jian.

Yang Jian?The man put down the newspaper and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

However, it is very painful to fight the entire supernatural era by one person. In the future, you can only walk alone, but I believe you can do it. After all, you are a real god now.

Zhang Xianguang.

At this time, a voice came from outside the office. It was a woman in her fifties. She shouted and urged: Are you lazy to read the newspaper again?It's time to start class, and the students in the classroom are waiting.

I'll come now.Zhang Xianguang put down the newspaper in his hand, then stood up and said: Also, don’t call me your name, remember to call me teacher, Zhao Xiaoya.

You look so young, isn’t it more suspicious if I call you a teacher?Zhao Xiaoya said.

Zhang Xianguang suddenly smiled: That's right, I almost ignored this.

He no longer cared about what had happened just now, but got up and prepared to teach the students.

By the way, let me tell you one thing. Recently, I have been sleeping for longer and longer. Every time I feel like I have fainted. I slept for fifteen hours yesterday. Do you know what's going on?Zhao Xiaoya asked.

Zhang Xianguang's smile suddenly subsided, and then said calmly: People who come into contact with supernatural powers will become unfortunate. Your situation is a sequelae left by staying in the ghost dream world, but don't be afraid. I will deal with any problems.

Having said that, he knew in his heart that this was a sign that Zhao Xiaoya's life span was about to come to an end.

Sixty years have passed, and it is already a good thing that Zhao Xiaoya has not changed under the influence of supernatural powers, but accordingly, the negative impact of supernatural powers has to be borne.

Perhaps one night not long later, Zhao Xiaoya will faint forever and never wake up again.

But why is Zhang Xianguang the same?

Even aliens have a day passed.

And he was able to survive until now purely because he had hardly used supernatural powers in the past sixty years, but even so, Zhang Xianguang felt that his limit was coming soon.

After walking out of the office, Zhang Xianguang's body was bathed in the sun, and it seemed to disappear at any time, but then the illusory body returned to normal again.

However, Zhang Xianguang didn't care about this. He glanced at the playground where students were playing in the distance, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

This is enough.

He was satisfied and regretful, but he just played his surplus value before the end of his life.

A few days later.

In the city of Dadong City, there is an old morning tea shop.

That morning, there was a man sitting in an inconspicuous dining table in the corner of the morning tea shop. This man was a man wearing a suit, burying his head at the moment, eating wildly, and the man's table was filled with a lot of empty plates and plates.

The waiters nearby looked at each other in front of each other and dared not get close to them.

Because this man was very abnormal, not only did he eat more than ten times that of a normal person, but he also looked very abnormal. His eyes were dull and dull, looking straight ahead, and his whole body exuded a cold aura, as if... like a dead corpse.

Go and call notify the boss.Seeing this, the waiter did not dare to make decisions without authorization.

I originally thought it was just a small matter, but I didn't expect that after the report was reported, it immediately attracted the attention of the owner of the restaurant.

soon.

A car drove to the door of the restaurant.

The car door opened and a man in his 60s, dressed in a simple manner and a serious expression walked down.

His name is Wang Ping. He grew up in Dadong City since he was a child. He has been running this restaurant for decades. People who are familiar with him may only know that he is the owner of the restaurant, but in fact he has another identity.

The fourth generation of the Wang family.

But Wang Ping has been hiding this identity for a long time, because in this peaceful era, he does not need to use the identity of the fourth generation of the Wang family.

At the same time, the waiter, manager and others walked out of the restaurant to greet him.

However, Wang Ping did not walk into the restaurant directly. He stood in front of the gate and looked inside carefully.

Soon, Wang Ping smelled an unusual smell and immediately said: Notify everyone to evacuate other guests in the restaurant, and we will bear all the losses of the guests. The guest who is still eating constantly, don’t disturb him.

OK, boss.

Soon, all the guests in the restaurant were evacuated.

The originally lively restaurant suddenly became empty.

You all stay outside, I'll go in and take a look.Then Wang Ping ordered again.

Although everyone was confused, they still followed the instructions.

After seeing the newspaper a few days ago, I knew that the world had become uneasy again.

Wang Ping frowned slightly, and he recalled his mother's long-standing teachings and his innate mission in his mind.

Dealing with ghosts has always been the fate of the Wang family. I thanked Yang Jian’s blessing. I met other supernatural for the first time at the age of 60.

At my age, there is nothing to be afraid of.

Compared with my father Wang Chaling, I am lucky and happy.

Wang Ping thought about it and walked into the restaurant.

But he is not alone, never.

As he continued to move forward, after getting rid of the gazes of others behind him, several cold black and white figures gradually appeared beside Wang Ping.

Those figures were truly unwilling souls and extremely terrifying ghosts.

Hungry, hungry... The weird man in a suit at the table was murmuring at this moment. The food in front of him had been eaten up, but he was still shouting that he was hungry as if he was not full.

My name is Wang Ping, the fourth generation of the Wang family. Are you a human or a ghost?

Wang Ping came to the table and stared cautiously at the man in suit.

Six cold figures surrounded him.