Fang Yuan sat next to the desk, and there was a notebook on the table in addition to a piece of parchment paper.

Those words still remain unmoved on the parchment paper.

On the laptop, there are some contents that I talked with Dong Qian in the car, and the rest must be clear after going to the headquarters for training.

For example, at the level of ghosts, the ghost he encountered before was the lowest level of ghosts, level C. Although the level is low, it can kill an ordinary person extremely easily.

"S-level: Destruction level. It has the ability to destroy the population of several cities. If it cannot be curbed, it can even destroy a country.

Level a: Disaster level. If you let it go, you can kill the population of a city within a certain period of time. It is extremely terrifying, extremely difficult to be restricted, contain, and has a considerable spread.

Level b: Danger level. A ghost who already has the ability to wander is very dangerous, but the level of harm is less than 10,000 people and cannot be contained, but can still be restricted by ghost controlers and has a certain degree of diffusion.

Level c: Restricted level. A ghost fixed in a region has a degree of harm less than one hundred people. It can be restricted and contained by ghost controllers and is not contagious.

Although the ghost cannot be killed, the ghost can be detained with gold. The detained ghost can be hanged on the website given by the headquarters. Someone will acquire it. After being detained, it will naturally not appear in other cities.

A ghost is unconscious, it has no emotions, it will only abide by its killing rules, or kill people without rules. Don’t try to move it.”

Fang Yuan did not notice that a few words slowly appeared on the parchment: "I have ushered in a turning point in my life."

Then it disappeared...

Turning his head to look at the human velvet paper, Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and he found that the spots on it that looked like candle oil were getting bigger and bigger. He reached out and touched it, but found that it seemed to be printed in the human velvet paper, without any touch.

………

Five days later.

A black jeep was parked in place when traveling northwest.

He was a little older in the driver's seat, about thirty years old, holding a cigarette in his mouth, putting his hands on the steering wheel, turning his head to look out the window, as if he was worried.

Two young men were sitting in the back seat, in their early twenties, lying on the seat with their necks in their arms. One of them drooled and was hanging from the corner of his mouth, and it seemed like he was about to flow to the seat if he had disagreements.

"Hey, hey, Chen Ping, pay attention to your saliva, it will drip on me." Another young man reached out and patted the face of the young man with saliva hanging on the corner of his mouth, and said with some disgust.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Are we here? Zhang Wei." The young man named Chen Ping opened his eyes sleepyly, pulled the saliva from the corner of his mouth with his hands, looked at Zhang Wei, and asked in confusion.

Zhang Wei said angrily: "At the moment you are, you are like a pig a day, you only know how to sleep. Are you afraid you will be a sleeping ghost?"

"Hehe." Chen Ping scratched his head and laughed.

"Tsk, this guy's life is really good. He lives in a small villa and has a beauty. If it were me, I would be content in this life."

Turning his head to look at the villa community, Chen Ping said with some envy.

He and Zhang Wei met at the training base. They had been in a total of five days of knowledge and their personalities were in line, so they naturally became friends with good relationships.

"That's all about pursuing? What's the difference between you and salted fish?" Zhang Wei glanced at Chen Ping, who was looking at Zhu Ge, and said mocking without hesitation.

"Don't make a big fuck. Labor and capital are called carp jumping over the dragon gate." Chen Ping was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this. Only fish without dreams are called salted fish. It's okay.

"Come on, you." Zhang smiled.

For five days, they have been training on how to use ghost abilities and some basic knowledge of fighting ghosts.

Fang Yuan and Lin Jianjia appeared at the intersection wearing black uniforms. This was their temporary clothing. When the international ghost driver actually joined the international ghost driver, there will be other clothing.

Both of them were carrying a backpack on their backs. Fang Yuan's eyes were a little cold, and there was not much expression on his face. The rising sun shone on his face. The outline on his face was handsome and prominent, like the ice and snow on the distant mountains.

Lin Jianjia had a faint smile on her face, her face seemed to blooming white orchids, and the smile was written on her face, and the corners of her mouth were raised in a beautiful curve.

"Hey! Brother Fang, here!" As soon as he saw Fang Yuan and the others, Chen Ping stretched out his head from the car window and waved to them.

Fang Yuan nodded to him and walked towards the jeep. Lin Jianjia waved to the people.

"You can sit in front." Fang Yuan said to Lin Jianjia, then pulled up the car door and sat in.

"Chen Ping, go and sit in front. If I sit in front, I will feel motion sickness." However, Lin Jianjia looked at Chen Ping on the far left and urged.

"???" Zhang Wei turned his head and looked at Lin Jianjia, and several question marks appeared on his forehead.

My buddy has heard of those who love motion sickness sitting in the back, but I have never heard of those who love motion sickness sitting in the front. Haha, woman.

"Ah? That's good!" Chen Ping was slightly stunned when he heard this, then showed an expression that I understood, jumped out of the car and got into the passenger seat.

Fang Yuan looked at Lin Jianjia helplessly and leaned inside. I wonder if Zhang Wei deliberately refused to give in, but the back row seemed a little crowded. As soon as Lin Jianjia got on the car, he pressed on him. A smell of roses penetrated into his nose, making him a little unnatural.

"Sit over and take a moment." Fang Yuan glanced at Zhang Wei, but found that he had brought his headphones at some point, closing his eyes with his expression of enjoyment.

Chen Ping sat in the passenger seat, turned his head and looked at the three of them, and chuckled, "How about Brother Fang, you sit in the passenger seat, I am thin and I may be able to sit down in the back seat."

He glanced at Chen Ping indifferently, and Fang Yuan didn't say anything.

"Go to die." Lin Jianjia said with a white look.

The car started slowly.

...

Four hours later.

Sitting opposite the mountain village, four men and one woman, five young men stood on the dirt road and looked out, while the other side of the mountain was covered with clouds and mist.

Lin Jianjia stood beside Fang Yuan, wearing a black uniform, and closed her eyes and felt the breeze blowing across her cheeks.

The purpose of their trip was Xiqiao Village, known as Ling Village.

Xiqiao Village, located to the west of Zhongshan City, is a relatively remote mountain village.

This is their first time to perform a mission. The team is basically full of newcomers. Although it is a mission, it is actually a test of whether they have truly mastered the ability to control ghosts. In addition, they also bring several folding gold boxes that can be spliced ​​into large gold boxes, specifically used to detain evil ghosts.

This time, the action is also a kind of training, so as not to encounter a truly powerful ghost, and they will join the real ghost controller headquarters and be assigned to various cities.

The other three men in the team, one of them, was a little older, named Zhang Sheng, who was the leader of their operation and the only qualified person.

However, he basically won't take action. The reason why the headquarters sent him to follow was because he was not very relieved, but he usually wouldn't take action.

The other two are the same as Fang Yuan and the others, they are pure newcomers, but they all control the ghosts.

The slightly taller one is called Zhang Wei, and the other one is Chen Ping.

The five of them were all dressed the same, wearing a black uniform.

"Okay, let's go. Remember, this mission is mainly to explore your abilities, and don't use them too many times." Zhang Sheng put away the satellite phone and said in a deep voice.

Fang Yuan also put away the satellite phone. After joining the headquarters, everyone will have a phone call that costs endlessly and can be answered at any time under certain conditions. He will also arrange an operator for each ghost driver.

But they have to wait until the task is over before there will be an operator.

Fang Yuan carried a backpack with some weapons and some first aid items in it. Of course, he also brought human velvet paper.

Fang Yuan was digesting the information about Xiqiao Village in his heart. Xiqiao Village had been abandoned for a long time. A long time ago, there might have been dead people around the mountain road.

There is no way. In an era when food and clothing were the most important thing, but medicine was not as developed as it is now. Many children still died of birth and would find a place to throw it away everywhere after they were born.

Although it has been abandoned for a long time, Fang Yuan sometimes observes around him and can see the remaining skeletons.

In the early morning, there was a lot of dew on the mountain.

The legs of the trousers of several people were already wet before they entered the village.

…

At the entrance of the village, several people stood in the open space and looked at the village.

A huge stone tablet stood on one side, with three big characters from Xiqiao Village written in red paint. It was too long since no one took care of it, and it was covered with moss.

At this time, several smoke from cooking rose and merged into the clouds.

Fang Yuan frowned, took out the satellite phone, and clicked on the information about Xiqiao Village.

"It's strange. According to the information, Xiqiao Village has been abandoned for many years and no one lives there."

Zhang Wei looked at the smoke from cooking and murmured.

"Maybe it's a homeless man around you, or maybe it's someone who comes to live broadcast. There are many examples of this in the Douyin now, which is to find a deserted village to do an adventure live broadcast, and fool the audience will be a waste of money."

Chen Ping looked at the smoke and said nothing. Although he survived the evil ghost incident, he did not believe that ghosts could come out to make fires and cook during the day.

"Okay, don't think too much, let's go in."

After saying that, Zhang Sheng led the way inside, then paused again, saying, "Remember, the purpose of our trip is not to catch ghosts, but to test your own abilities and let you know what to do when facing ghosts. Also, don't get separated!"

For the Ghost Controller Headquarters, what they need is useful Ghost Controllers, and accordingly, some resources will also be provided.

After receiving a group of ghost drivers, they will be trained. Although this method is also more dangerous, for the new ghost drivers, suddenly facing supernatural events, this is no exaggeration to a slightly better method, and they can also let themselves know the abilities.

...

at the same time.

Zhongshan City, inside a tall building.

"Bang!"

Tong Qian pushed the door open and slammed it hard on the wall.

"Zhao Kaiming, do you know what tasks you assigned to Zhang Sheng and the others??"

Then he walked to the desk angrily, threw the documents in his hand heavily on the table, and the paper flew everywhere.

"Isn't it just Xiqiao Ghost Village? I believe Zhang Sheng can solve it. As the person in charge of Zhongshan City, you should also give him trust." Zhao Kaiming was a gentle middle-aged man who looked gentle. He pushed the golden silk eyes on the bridge of his nose and said in a gentle tone.

Hearing Zhao Kaiming's words, Tong Qian was even more angry. In addition to Zhang Sheng, she also brought Fang Yuan and Lin Jianjia to Xiqiao Village.

"Zhao Kaiming, you can resolve the grudge between Zhang Sheng and you in private. Why do you sacrifice other ghost drivers? When this incident is over, I will apply to the headquarters to transfer you away!!"

After saying that, he turned around and smashed the door and left.

"Dou!Dou!Dou!"

Tong Qian hung up the satellite phone, her eyes were gloomy and sunny. Fang Yuan's satellite phone could not be reached, as if it was interfered by the magnetic field.

She called the headquarters to request material support, and the headquarters also refused. In their opinion, it was impossible for these people to survive.

Xiqiao Village was called by modern people, and it used to have a name called Fengmen.
Chapter completed!