Chapter 64, Suppressing the CurseYunming stood on the second floor of the five-story villa. He looked at the tall buildings around him. Just like that, I got a villa worth tens of millions. To be honest, it's still a little unreal. The night is drawing to a close. When Yun Ming was lamenting the impermanence of life, his cell phone suddenly rang. Jingle Bell! ! ! Jingle Bell! ! ! Yun Ming took out his cell phone and looked at the familiar number on the phone. An amused smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Zhang Yongheng?" He would never forget what he had said to Zhang Yongheng before. If Zhang Yongheng could really come up with a ghost that interested him, he wouldn't mind helping.
The call was connected. "Whoop!!!" As soon as the call was connected, Yun Ming heard heavy breathing. In the middle of the night, there was a heavy breathing sound. This can easily lead to biased thinking. "By the way, am I a member of your special play?" No matter what, Yunming is someone who has watched countless movies. Like talking to your boyfriend on the phone. NTR in front of you. Get your husband drunk. Etc., etc. "Sorry, the second ghost in my body is a little agitated. It's too strong." Yunming became interested when he heard this. "Oh, that's interesting." "You promised me before that if I wanted to hire you, I would need an interesting ghost. I caught an interesting ghost, and I believe you will be interested in it." "Tell me, you know, I don't even know what the hell I find funny." Yunming's voice had a hint of playfulness. Sometimes a transaction may not really be a transaction, it is also a human relationship. The initiative is in Yunming's hands. As long as Yunming is unwilling, no matter what Zhang Yongheng comes up with, he will say without hesitation that he is not interested.
Similarly, as long as Yun Ming is willing, even if the ghost Zhang Yongheng takes out is not that interesting, Yun Ming is willing to take action. "Have you ever heard of a trickster?" "Liar, liar!" Information about the deceptive ghost instantly appeared in Yun Ming's mind. In the circle of friends, Gao Zhiqiang is a liar. After his spiritual resurrection, he deceived himself into becoming an alien. He deceived himself that he would not have spiritual resurrection, and then he really would not have spiritual resurrection. You cheat people, you cheat ghosts, and you cheat yourself. In the later period, Yang Jian played with this ghost to such an extent that he could create human bodies out of thin air. The trickster's ability may not be strong, but the functions he has developed are quite a lot. This is equivalent to Sun Wukong's 72 transformations. Yang Jian’s 73 transformations. "interesting!" Yun Ming unconsciously thought of the ultimate tool man Wang Shan. A very talented ghost post office messenger, who is often used by Yang Jian to try out various rules. Deceiving ghosts create flesh. The ghost head grants memory. A normal person emerged. In the world of mysterious resurrection, memory is the essence. The recreated copy has the same memories. After the original body dies, he becomes the original body. This is an alternative resurrection. "You killed Gao Zhiqiang!?" Yunming's tone contained a hint of pleasure. "What's wrong, can't you?" Zhang Yongheng's voice was a little hoarse, as if he was enduring the backlash of something. "Do you know the power behind Gao Zhiqiang?" "I know. Are you afraid?" Zhang Yongheng's method of provoking the opponent was extremely clumsy, and one could see that without even thinking. Yun Ming didn't point it out either. After all, the ghost Zhang Yongheng gave was really interesting, and he couldn't say no. "It's just a piece of shit. Where are you now? I'll come to find you. To be honest, I really underestimated you before." "I'm in the North City District of Dajiang City..."
Zhang Yongheng gave his location. "Got it. Let's talk about the rest after I get here! You should think about how to suppress the resurrection of the evil spirit in your body! Even through the phone, I can feel the curse coming from you." Yunming scratched his ears and felt a little itchy. The murderous curse can only have this much effect. "Sorry, this demon inside me is hard to control!" There was a hint of apology in Zhang Yongheng's voice. "Okay, I'm hanging up." Yunming hung up the phone. The curse from the other end of the line disappeared. "What exactly is the second ghost you control? It can be transmitted through the phone, and it was suppressed by you." Yun Ming squinted his eyes as he looked at the phone. The curse that came to his ears was not strong, but it was enough to kill an ordinary person. This was still the case when he was suppressing it. Zhang Yongheng kept gasping for breath on the phone because he was suppressing the evil spirit in his body. And Yun Ming knew how difficult it was to kill Gao Zhiqiang. Yang Jian almost let him escape at the beginning. He deceives people and ghosts, and he deceives himself. Yunming was standing on the balcony on the second floor, deep in thought, when suddenly a voice came from inside the villa. "Brother Ming, come and play!" The voice was full of temptation, and it would have been even better if it wasn't said by a man. Zhang Wei excitedly poked his head out of the room, which was equipped with the latest computer that had just been configured today. The network cable is the fastest, and this kind of computer can play PUBG very quickly. "You go play first! I'm going to go out for a while and do something." Yunming packed up his phone. Zhang Wei had nothing to do recently, so he settled down here. Yun Ming didn't mind someone living here. After all, the villa was too big for him. "What's going on? Is there another ghost? Can I go over and take a look?" "There are ghosts, yes, but there are also people. It's just some trivial matters. I will be back soon. It will take two or three days at most." Yun Ming spoke lightly. Although Zhang Wei also wanted to see it, he didn't say much in the end.
"Do you need a car? My dad has a few spare cars. I can give you one directly." "No, I have a better way to get around." Yunming looked at the beautiful night scenery. Next is the moment to witness the miracle. Zhang Wei was a little confused: "A better means of transportation would be an airplane or a helicopter?" As a second-generation rich man, Zhang Wei knows that some rich people like to fly planes. "more or less!" Yun Ming thought for a moment, nodded, and then pointed to the sky. I just heard him yell loudly. "Jin Douyun!" This scene is domineering and at the same time full of childishness. The second-year syndrome can resonate with each other. Zhang Wei looked at Yunming who was posing handsomely on the balcony, and the admiration in his eyes sparkled even brighter. “How difficult… Could it be…” A golden light flashed in the sky. Then, a golden beam of light flew from the sky. Twinkle twinkle!!! A golden cloud passed through the sky at an extremely fast speed and flew towards the second-floor platform of Yunming's villa. In the blink of an eye, the cloud stopped next to Yunming. “Fuck, fuck!!!” Zhang Wei was so shocked when he saw the golden clouds next to Yun Ming that he was speechless. He could only use "fuck" to express his mood at the moment. Yunming likes this feeling. This feeling of pretending to be cool is addictive. This cloud was created by assimilating the clouds in the sky with gold powder. It is very cool to use it for daily transportation. "Dragon Ball... Is this one of Goku's Dragon Balls?" With an excited heart and trembling hands, Zhang Wei's finger trembled constantly as he pointed at Jin Douyun. (End of this chapter)