Chapter 53: Return To The Ghost Building
“Maybe I should find a few teammates for myself…”
Watching Zhang Yao Cheng leave, Zhang Qian suddenly had this idea.
One person’s strength is ultimately limited; he couldn’t take care of both ghost hunting and his family’s safety.
In order to gain the strength to fight fierce ghosts, he was destined to travel outside. Although he left various means behind, the supernatural would only become more dangerous, and these preventive measures might not necessarily ensure his family’s safety.
If there was a teammate guarding home, it would definitely be much better, but the problem was that ghost controllers were all short-lived ghosts. If left at home, who knew when they might mutate.
Feng Quan was somewhat ruthless, Zhang Han was a good person but too weak, Xu Shaowen had no attack power at all, and that Jiang Yu Xin was still unknown.
Zhang Qian helplessly rubbed his forehead; none of these ghost controllers were normal. If only other immortal cultivators existed…
“I wonder if Wu Lei has gotten started. His foundation is pretty good, so he should be able to succeed.”
Thinking of this, Zhang Qian simply called Wu Lei. “Brother Wu, please drive over to the garden side to pick me up…”
After dropping Zhang Yao Cheng off at home, Wu Lei hadn’t gone far yet. Upon receiving the call, he immediately turned around and returned to the residential area.
A black Maybach slowly stopped in front of Zhang Qian. He put away the suitcase, opened the car door, and got in.
Wu Lei adjusted the rearview mirror and asked, “Young Master, where are we going?”
“Liming Residential Area, just follow the navigation.”
A location was sent by Zhang Qian to Wu Lei’s mobile phone. The car window closed, blocking out the outside noise.
The vehicle slowly started, and Zhang Qian began chatting idly with Wu Lei.
“Weren’t you wanting to cultivate immortality a while ago? I gave you the secret manual. How’s the progress now?”
Wu Lei showed a honest smile and said somewhat embarrassedly, “My talent still can’t compare to Daoist Brother. That book is too profound for me. These days, whenever I have time, I take it out to study, but I still haven’t found any knack.”
Zhang Qian nodded. Although Wu Lei spoke tactfully, he knew Wu Lei probably hadn’t even understood it after looking.
He comforted, “Not understanding is normal. I was also confused when I first started. But in the end, I figured it out: all roads lead to Rome, why be hung up on the literal meanings? The important thing is to find that feeling and state of mind, and just follow the feeling.”
“Uh… what feeling?” Wu Lei was somewhat confused.
Thinking that when he looked at the secret manual, he only felt like sleeping and nothing else, he couldn’t help but suspect that he had no talent for cultivating immortality at all.
“You’ll understand naturally when you get it. If you don’t get it, I can’t explain it to you. Relax your mindset and believe you can do it.”
Zhang Qian didn’t explain the secret manual to Wu Lei. In his view, everyone’s understanding was different, just as everyone’s path was not the same.
Even when practicing the same cultivation method, Zhang Qian wouldn’t impose his own will on Wu Lei. A thousand people have a thousand faces; that was how immortal cultivators should be.
“It’s a pity that the senior who refined pills for me back then is still in a coma. Otherwise, he could have helped you. When I was building my foundation, I also took pills as a supplement. They were a bit bitter, but the effect was very good.”
Zhang Qian’s tone was somewhat regretful. According to Wang Shijin’s intelligence, Senior Liu Ren still showed no sign of waking up these past two days.
“Senior?” Wu Lei said in surprise. “Daoist Brother’s senior must be some peerless expert, right? How could such a person get injured?”
In his view, the strength Zhang Qian displayed was enough to fight lions and tigers barehanded. Someone stronger than Zhang Qian probably wouldn’t fear bullets and could even scale walls and walk on roofs, right?
“The senior is quite special, roughly equivalent to an alchemist. His own strength isn’t strong, but he specializes in the medical path. His medical skills and alchemy are extremely exquisite, and he often saves lives in the jianghu.” Zhang Qian thought for a moment and gave an example. “Do you know Ge Xuan from the Three Kingdoms era? He became an immortal through alchemy, and my senior might not be unable to be the second Ge Xuan.”
“I see…”
Wu Lei was greatly shocked, feeling more and more that the immortal cultivation lineage was unfathomably deep, much stronger than the AK he played with before.
Not long after, a desolate residential area appeared in sight.
“Young Master, is this the place?” Wu Lei asked.
“Yes, this residential area. I’m going to get some things. You just wait outside for me.” Zhang Qian got out of the car and took out the huge gold suitcase from the trunk.
“Okay.”
Wu Lei didn’t ask more, drove the car into a parking lot, sat in the driver’s seat, and began studying the immortal cultivation secret manual.
But unknowingly, his eyelids started fighting again.
There was no way around it; a brute like him could handle reading novels, but this kind of ancient text was like a heavenly book to him. He recognized every character separately, but together they made no sense.
On the other side, Zhang Qian dragged the suitcase, stepping on the stone brick.
He didn’t deliberately avoid Wu Lei; he just felt this place was somewhat eerie and not suitable for ordinary people.
After all, several ghost hunting bloggers had died inexplicably, and the truth hadn’t been uncovered yet.
The residential area’s main entrance was open, and the security guard in the security booth was playing games on his own, not even bothering to acknowledge Zhang Qian.
Zhang Qian didn’t ask for trouble, glanced at it, and went straight into the residential area.
“Ghost business card, shy ghost, tattooed ghost face, and a paintbrush whose function is unknown. I wonder what things can be refined from them.” Zhang Qian pondered as he climbed the stairs covered in ashes.
He said he wanted to do alchemy, but he hadn’t decided yet which materials to use or how many fierce ghosts.
Based on the first experience, two kinds of supernatural powers needed to be paired. Directly adding the envelope should also force a pairing, but that way he could only consume the power of one fierce ghost.
He was about to contact the ghost domain soon, so he still hoped to build a solid foundation.
As he was thinking, an anti-theft door appeared in his line of sight.
“Better take them all back first, then try slowly.”
With a creak, Zhang Qian pushed the door and entered.
The scene inside hadn’t changed much; it was still neat, as if someone still lived there.
Zhang Qian lifted the bed with one hand and moved the floor tile with the other.
Those gold boxes coated with red paint lay quietly in the pit, the seals on them still intact, with no signs of being opened.
“Luck isn’t bad; looks like no unlucky fool came to mess around.”
As expected of a place even homeless people disdain. Good thing he wouldn’t need to come back.
The boxes were stacked one by one into the suitcase, and for safety, a few ropes were tied around them.
Although these boxes plus the gold suitcase weighed over a hundred pounds, Zhang Qian could easily lift them with one hand and walked out of the building leisurely.
After exiting the residential area, Zhang Qian made a call.
“Brother Wu, I’m done here. Come pick me up.”
In no time, the sedan carried Zhang Qian away.
In the distant building, the residents received a more important task and couldn’t come out to see Zhang Qian off like last time.
