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Chapter six hundred and seventeen borrow things

Wang Xiaoming, Guo Fan and Zhong Shan sat at the tea table.

Guo Fan seemed very enthusiastic, showing off his skills, preparing to make a pot of good tea to receive Professor Wang, who was rarely visited. Although he was making a fuss in his heart, he didn't know what it was for Wang Xiaoming to come here specifically today, but he still had to be polite.

What if Wang Xiaoming is petty and is hated for the hospitality issue?

But the three of them sat down for a few minutes, and they didn't say a word to each other.

The atmosphere seemed very awkward.

"Is there anything special about Professor Wang coming this time?" Zhong Shan couldn't help asking, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

Wang Xiaoming's eyes moved and looked at Guo Fan: "The last time the ghost-attracting operation was done, you failed. Because of your failure, the ghost painting incident began to appear in the city. You don't think that it has nothing to do with you after this matter has passed, right?"

Guo Fan's hand holding the kettle froze slightly. He immediately said, "Professor Wang, this is wrong. I tried my best to complete the task, but if there is a mistake, what can I do? Who can guarantee that every supernatural event can be completed successfully? Moreover, my mistake was not intentional. I almost died there. It would be great to be alive now."

"Is Professor Wang holding him accountable?" Zhong Shan also hurriedly said: "Although this matter has made a big mistake, it is understandable."

"No, I'm not here to hold you accountable." Wang Xiaoming said: "I arranged the plan and the personnel, and if there is a mistake, it will be my fault."

"What did Professor Wang mean just now?" Guo Fan's expression relaxed slightly, and he asked immediately.

Wang Xiaoming looked at it and said, "You are in a bad state."

After hearing this, Guo Fan's stiff and pale face showed a strange look. He had been a ghost controller for a long time, almost the same period as Feng Quan. The reason why Feng Quan could still survive until now was because lying in the ghost coffin for several months was almost equivalent to extending his life span of two months.

It's already very good that I can still live now.

"It's true that the condition is a bit bad. Can Professor Wang help me solve it?" Guo Fan asked directly without hiding it.

Wang Xiaoming said: "I can help you solve it, but I need you to do me a favor."

"What a busy thing, I'm willing to do as long as I can." Guo Fan was a little surprised. He thought he was just talking casually, but he didn't expect Wang Xiaoming to really agree.

Wang Xiaoming said: "Let me borrow something from you and use it."

Um?

Guo Fan frowned slightly and joked, "Professor Wang is not going to borrow my life."

"no."

"As long as it's not this, I'll be relieved." Guo Fan said.

"I need the spiritual position you are talking about." Wang Xiaoming didn't beat around the bush and directly expressed his purpose.

Guo Fan's face suddenly changed when he heard this: "There is a ghost hidden in the spiritual position, but it is a very dangerous thing. Professor Wang should not use it, right? This thing is very important to me. I have been eroded by evil ghosts, so I need to release the ghost in the spiritual position every once in a while to resist the erosion of another ghost."

"It is precisely because of this that I can barely live until now, and not die early in the resurrection of the evil spirit. If Professor Wang takes away the spiritual position in my hand, wouldn't I be dead?"

"Can you still come out after you enter the spirit position?" Wang Xiaoming asked back.

Zhong Shan, who was standing by, had a strange look when he heard this. Others didn't know about Guo Fan's situation, but he knew that Guo Fan might enter the spirit position at any time and could not come out. The last time the ghost-attracting plan failed because Guo Fan, who led the way, had a problem and could not control his actions. Although he came back alive for some reason.

But that kind of sign has appeared.

Next time, or next time, Guo Fan will really die if he enters the photo of the Spiritual Pose.

Guo Fan didn't know how to answer at this moment, so he didn't dare to give Wang Xiaoming a clear idea, but said, "Last time it was an accident, and I was disturbed by unknown supernatural powers. I can survive for a while like this, so I hope the headquarters will give me this opportunity."

He is different from Yang Jian, and he has no room or room for bargaining, so he is very low in his posture.

"Come on, Professor Wang has tea."

Guo Fan poured a cup of tea for Wang Xiaoming, which meant to be flattering.

"I have a plan, you may be able to listen." Wang Xiaoming's face was calm, looking at the gradually filled tea cup.

"Professor Wang's advice must be very good, I'll listen carefully." Guo Fan said.

Wang Xiaoming said: "I need you to enter the spirit position again, and then I will find a way to detain the ghosts inside."

"What?" Guo Fan was a little surprised: "What should I do if I detain that ghost, then my body is going to die inside?"

"I will change your body to you." Wang Xiaoming said.

Guo Fan hurriedly shook his head and said, "This is impossible. That thing is not that simple and cannot easily divert consciousness. Only ghosts can do that ability, and that ghost is terrible..."

Before he finished speaking, Wang Xiaoming said, "This is my business. You don't need to care. I'm just asking you, are you borrowing it or not?"

"Although you are the famous Professor Wang, I really can't agree to this matter... I won't lend myself to you." Guo Fan's eyes flashed and he refused decisively.

Although it was borrowing the terrible spiritual position, it was actually no different from borrowing one's own life.

Can this be agreed?

I can't do it even if the king of heaven comes, Guo Fan is not so confused.

Wang Xiaoming seemed to have guessed the result, and he said, "If you really don't lend it, I will have to take it myself. I hope you don't blame me."

"Wang Xiaoming, what does it mean?" At this moment, Guo Fan suddenly stood up.

"There is no other meaning. I just want to take away the spiritual position in your body today. You should listen to my advice. Instead of dying from the resurrection of the evil spirit, it is better to cooperate with me, so that you have a chance to survive." Wang Xiaoming finished drinking the tea in the teacup in his hand, and then slowly put down the teacup.

"Guo Fan, something is wrong, the sky outside is dark." At this time, Zhong Shan suddenly discovered an abnormality around him.

He found that the window was pitch black, as if it had suddenly entered the night. You know, it was noon now.

Not only that, the darkness outside was so rich that it kept infiltrating along the gaps in the windows and walls from all directions, as if the darkness was about to swallow everyone here.

"It's the ghost realm." Guo Fan's face suddenly changed, and he felt a strong sense of crisis.

"Is there a supernatural incident? No, this is impossible. It was arranged by Professor Wang?" Zhong Shan quickly reacted, staring at Wang Xiaoming with his eyes tightly.

Wang Xiaoming said: "Thinking that you would not lend me anything, I can only come here to get it myself. Moreover, you are all ghost drivers, so it is difficult to get something from you, so I have to make some insignificant arrangements, and I hope you don't mind."

After saying that, he raised his head slightly and looked at Guo Fan seriously.

"Wang Xiaoming, you are too much. Don't think you are Professor Wang and I dare not treat you. If you are angry, I will kill you today." Guo Fan's fierce aura was aroused and he said angrily with gritted teeth.

"Of course, I don't allow you to fight back." Wang Xiaoming said: "As long as you are willing to lend me the things."

Although his tone was calm, his attitude was also firm.
Chapter completed!
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