Chapter 174: Ghost Candle and Mission

The fierce ghost road disappeared, just after Wang Xiaoming and his team came out, without any signs.

At the same time, the rescuers sent by the headquarters also saw Wang Xiaoming and his team and quickly surrounded them.

"Professor Wang is out!"

"Professor, are you okay?"

Greetings kept firing at Wang Xiaoming like machine guns, and the crowd surrounded Wang Xiaoming like a mudslide, making Wang Xiaoming frown. He simply dealt with the crowd, released the survivors in the fierce ghost road, and asked the people at the headquarters to make arrangements.

Then he called Zhao Jianguo and briefly explained the situation of the fierce ghost road and the rescue of Ye Zhen in the fierce ghost road.

Wang Xiaoming did not hide anything and told everything in a straightforward manner.

Zhao Jianguo on the other end of the phone was shocked after listening, because from the narration, Zhao Jianguo found that Wang Xiaoming's strength was far beyond his imagination.

Compared with the strength exposed by Professor Wang in the fierce ghost road, the rescue of Ye Zhen was not worth mentioning at all.

Previously, the headquarters speculated that Wang Xiaoming should be very strong through the fact that he easily forged a supernatural weapon, but there was still no idea of ​​how strong he was. Now after the fierce ghost road incident, Zhao Jianguo had a comparison in his mind.

His strength is comparable to that of a top ghost rider like Ye Zhen!

What does this mean?

You should know that there are only a handful of ghost riders of this level in the country. He is a ghost rider second only to Qin Lao, who can handle A-level supernatural events alone. He is also an extremely powerful ghost rider in the world.

"It seems that the evaluation of Professor Wang needs to be greatly revised. I don't know what others will think when they know it?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jianguo couldn't help but sneered.

At the scene of the fierce ghost road, Wang Xiaoming hung up the phone and was about to leave when he was stopped by Ye Zhen: "Professor Wang, you haven't told me when you can forge my supernatural weapon?"

"Three days," Wang Xiaoming thought for a while and said: "You have many requirements, and it takes some time to find the corresponding evil spirits."

Ye Zhen was overjoyed and said quickly: "Okay, then I will wait for you in Dajing City for three days, and then I will fight with Fang Shiming again to see who is the most powerful!"

On the way back to the headquarters, Li Jun asked curiously: "Professor, are you really going to forge a supernatural weapon for Ye Zhen?"

Wang Xiaoming sat in the back seat, closed his eyes and said lightly: "Yes! The evil spirit on Ye Zhen is very special, I am more interested in it, this time forging a supernatural weapon is just a deal with him."

"So what kind of supernatural weapon does he want? There are so many supernatural weapons in the headquarters, but none of them suit his taste?" Li Jun continued.

Wang Xiaoming opened his eyes and looked at Li Jun, saying, "He has too many requirements. He wants a supernatural weapon in the shape of a long sword, with the ability of coffin nails and dead man's banner, and preferably the ability to cut evil spirits and break evil spirit puzzles."

Li Jun subconsciously clenched the dead man's banner in his arms,

Oh no! Ye Zhen has taken a fancy to him!

In the Menggui Road Wax Museum, he used the dead man's banner to suppress evil spirits many times, and it should be at that time that Ye Zhen took a fancy to him.

"Don't worry, since the dead man's banner is given to you, it is yours. I will find another similar evil spirit for him to forge." Wang Xiaoming said directly.

Li Jun smiled embarrassedly, scratched his head and stopped talking.

It's not that he is unwilling to contribute the dead man's banner, but he is used to it and doesn't want to change it.

Back to the headquarters, Wang Xiaoming was pulled into the office by Cao Yanhua to ask about his well-being as soon as he got off the car. Even though he knew that Wang Xiaoming's strength had reached the top ghost rider, Cao Yanhua was still the same as always, until Wang Xiaoming said that he was tired and wanted to rest, Cao Yanhua let Wang Xiaoming leave.

Wang Xiaoming understood Cao Yanhua's actions. On the one hand, he was too important and the headquarters did not want to take any risks. On the other hand, there were five departments above the headquarters. Cao Yanhua had to show a corresponding attitude no matter how confident he was. Otherwise, how would the people above see him?

Sitting in the headquarters' scooter, Wang Xiaoming sensed the wax figure ghost imprisoned in the wilderness of knowledge. At this time, the ghost had changed its appearance from the original human wax figure to a box of wax oil.

This was the true appearance of the wax figure ghost. The original human form should be a ghost driver who failed to control the ghost.

The reason why Wang Xiaoming knew that there was a wax museum on Menggui Road was because when he was checking the information on Menggui Road, he saw the video record of Zhao Kaiming, the person in charge of Dahai City, from which he saw the wax museum.

When he saw the name of the wax museum, he immediately thought of the ghost candle, especially the red and white lanterns at the door, which was too déjà vu.

In the original novel, the ghost candle is an important prop throughout the novel. In the later part of the novel, it is almost a necessary supernatural item for ghost drivers to deal with supernatural events.

So during this period after awakening the wisdom of the past, Wang Xiaoming has been looking for the evil ghost that can make the ghost candle, wanting to make the ghost candle in advance.

Unfortunately, he didn't find it. He searched through all the evil ghosts imprisoned in the headquarters, but didn't find any evil ghosts related to the ghost candle.

Until one day, he saw Zhao Kaiming's video on the fierce ghost road, and then he found the wax museum, the evil ghost that was most likely related to the ghost candle.

Originally, he was going to issue a reward to attract ghost riders to help him bring out the evil ghosts in the wax museum. Unexpectedly, he was lucky enough to encounter the fierce ghost road, so he did it himself and had enough food and clothing.

This can also be regarded as an alternative world line convergence, and the ghost candle will eventually be born in his hands.

Back to the residence, open the magic room on the second floor. Although it is not big, it has all the commonly used experimental equipment, and Wang Xiaoming is too lazy to go to the laboratory.

Take out the wax figure... the wax ghost from the wilderness of knowledge. This is a palm-sized silver iron box with many black rust on the surface, which looks very shabby.

When you open the lid, you can smell a faint corpse odor, which makes people feel uncomfortable. Even if you throw it on the ground, no one will pick it up.

The box contains brown-yellow solid wax oil, which is very turbid in color. From time to time, black stains flash in the wax oil, as if there are living things inside.

With a glimmer in his eyes, Wang Xiaoming used his identification ability to conduct a detailed identification of the wax ghost.

The yellow wax of the wax ghost has a strong assimilation ability, which can assimilate other substances into wax. If it is a human, it will be assimilated into a ghost slave.

By burning the yellow wax oil, the wax ghost can also use the ability to summon or block ghosts.

"These two abilities should be the prototype of the ghost candle." Wang Xiaoming's eyes lit up.

In the original novel, there are two types of ghost candles, white and red. Their functions are to attract evil spirits and resist evil spirit attacks, which are exactly the same as the ability of wax evil spirits.

"Why is the final product red and white? There is no yellow candle?" Recalling the novels he read in his previous life, Wang Xiaoming had a rough guess in his mind.

It is very likely that the yellow wax oil has a strong assimilability and is not easy to carry. It is also inconvenient to use. After lighting the yellow candle, it is impossible to confirm what role it plays.

The finished yellow candle is likely to randomly have one of the abilities of attracting ghosts or blocking ghosts, which is a major disaster in dealing with supernatural events.

If you were originally escaping and lit a candle to resist the attack of evil spirits on the way, but it turned out to attract ghosts, wouldn't it be a complete defeat?

"So, next I just need to study how to separate the yellow wax oil into red and white wax oil." Wang Xiaoming's thoughts turned rapidly.

If you want to make red and white ghost candles, you need to work hard on the yellow wax oil, which should be the most important step in making ghost candles.

Thinking of this, he picked up the iron box of wax oil and tried the ability of the wax oil ghost. Although there was no resurrected ghost as an opponent, he could use some supernatural weapons stored in the wilderness of knowledge to measure the approximate ability.

It took only a few minutes for him to complete the test.

"Not bad!"

Looking at the wax oil ghost in his hand, Wang Xiaoming nodded with satisfaction. In the test, he found that whether it was to attract ghosts or block ghosts, the ability was very strong, and the side effect was that it would be waxed by the wax oil ghost.

However, it was not obvious in Wang Xiaoming, because as a craftsman of sequence six, he had a great resistance to the side effects of supernatural weapons, and this waxing was directly offset by his own resistance.

After fully understanding the ability of the wax oil ghost, he came to the table where the microscope was placed.

Putting the wax oil ghost aside first, Wang Xiaoming picked up a pair of tweezers made of gold, carefully pinched out a part of the wax oil, and placed it on a clear and transparent glass slide.

He was going to make a glass slide specimen and try to observe the supernatural runes in it, but when the wax oil touched the glass slide, the original glass slide was instantly waxed and turned into wax glass.

"Get up!"

Wang Xiaoming's expression remained unchanged. He shouted softly, and the glass slide infected with wax oil and the wax oil flew up at the same time, floating in the air, and then drew an arc and fell into the gold trash can in the corner of the room.

Then he took out a light yellow glass slide, which is a glass product containing gold, which can effectively resist the power of supernatural ghosts.

Sure enough, there was no problem this time, and the wax oil was steadily made into a slice specimen.

Taking off his glasses, Wang Xiaoming began to adjust the magnification of the microscope. Through the spiritual vision and the eye of peeping, he saw tens of thousands of supernatural runes.

After a quarter of an hour, the magic room had been cleaned up, and Wang Xiaoming sat aside and meditated.

During this time, he not only memorized the supernatural runes, but also the smaller runes.

Unfortunately, although there are many magical runes in this wax oil, they are not as good as the Chinese medicine powder sent by Qin Lao, and they cannot form a complete large rune at all.

…

In Europe, the small country of Switzerland, on the top of a snowy mountain.

A figure suddenly appeared here. He was dressed in a black priest's uniform, holding a black book, and looked solemn.

It was the missionary who had just arrived in Europe not long ago.

After scanning the top of the snowy mountain, he said lightly: "Gentleman, your hiding place is too easy to guess. No wonder you are always found by those mercenaries."

The top of the snowy mountain was still silent, and no one responded.

The missionary looked disappointed, and he said regretfully: "I came to you to save you, but now it seems unnecessary. You can fend for yourself here!"

After that, he turned his head and walked down the mountain, step by step away.

"I don't believe you!" A hoarse voice suddenly sounded, and it was the gentleman hiding here who appeared.

The missionary turned his head and saw that the gentleman who was supposed to be clean and elegant had turned into a tramp, even more decadent than the wandering painter who was obsessed with painting.

"Why?" The missionary smiled and said, "We are the same kind. We are both hunted down by bounties and abandoned by the people above. We have the same experience. I can understand your pain. Why don't you believe me?"

The gentleman had no expression on his face and was not convinced by a few words. He continued in a hoarse voice:

"How did you escape from the Asian headquarters? I didn't see you on the ghost train. Where have you been hiding during this time? Your appearance is very suspicious. I can't help but suspect you."

"Oh! It's so sad." The missionary said with a slightly exaggerated expression: "I came thousands of miles to save you, but you are doubting me. The ticket was provided by you. Don't you know that there is another scary place on the ghost train, which is not connected to the ordinary carriages?"

"You..."

The gentleman's face suddenly changed: "You entered the front of the train! No... No, if you enter the front of the train, you will never come out alive, absolutely impossible!"

The front of the ghost train is a taboo place. No matter whether it is a ghost rider or a ghost, as long as you enter the front of the train, you will never come out and disappear completely in this world. On the contrary, the ghost train will become more powerful, and these supernatural ghosts will be eaten by the ghost train.

Even among these supernatural ghosts, there is a ghost with a terrifying level of S level, which also did not escape from the front of the ghost train.

"Nothing is impossible. Am I not standing in front of you now?" The missionary continued to tell his own lies without blinking.

The missionary did not mention that he was captured by Wang Xiaoming and then accepted as a believer by the Lord of Perfection. Instead, he made up a lie that could not be verified.

The gentleman still couldn't believe it and continued: "With your strength, it is absolutely impossible to escape from the front of the train. You are lying!"

"Praise my Lord!" The missionary said devoutly: "With my strength, I really can't escape, but I met God, the great Lord of Perfection, and it was He who saved me from the ghost train."

God? !

The gentleman just felt that the missionary was playing a trick on him and said angrily: "What the hell? God? How can there be a God in this world? Are you provoking me?"

"No, no, no!" The missionary shook his head and said: "I am just stating the facts. It was my Lord who saved me from danger."

The gentleman's face was ugly: "God? Since you have a god, let your god protect you! Please leave now!"

After that, the gentleman disappeared on the spot, indicating that he didn't want to talk nonsense.

The missionary looked at the empty snowy mountain top, and a smile appeared on his lips: "I'll give you a free message! This place has been exposed. I solved some of the tails for you before I came, but it can't be hidden for long..."

"What do you want?" The gentleman appeared again in the open space.

"I want you to believe in my Lord!" The missionary said enthusiastically.

"Impossible!" The gentleman refused sternly: "I never believe in God!"

"My Lord can let you control the third evil ghost and become a top ghost driver!"

"..."

"My Lord can make you never have evil ghosts resurrected!" The missionary persuaded.

"..."

Looking at the gentleman who still didn't speak, the missionary shook his head and was about to leave.

"My Lord is the Lord of Perfection, right?" The gentleman said.

"..."

Facing the doubtful missionary, the gentleman vowed:

"Everything has a first time, I think I have the potential to believe in gods!"