Quick Transmigration: Learning Makes Me Improve

"Yang Jian?"

Zhao Kaiming was surprised to see Yang Jian appear at his door.

This guy seems to be avoiding me, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Today they actually came to our door looking for us.

strange.

"Hello, Manager Zhao, this is Yang Jian."

"Do you have Wang Yue's ghost rope? I want it, name your price."

Yang Jian got straight to the point and said directly.

Zhao Kaiming: "..."

We're not familiar with each other at all.

You're making it seem like I have to sell you the ghost rope.

He glanced at Yang Jian speechlessly, then put down his daughter Zhao Xiaoya from his arms.

"Go play with Mom, Dad has something to do."

Zhao Xiaoya looked at Yang Jian, this "strange uncle," with curiosity, and then obediently went to find her mother.

Then Zhao Kaiming led Yang Jian to the second floor of the villa.

This villa was a perk provided by headquarters to the person in charge, and Zhao Kaiming brought his family to live with him.

Looking at how close Zhao Kaiming and his daughter were.

Yang Jian, who deeply lacked paternal love, thought of his vengeful "father" who loved reading newspapers.

A feeling of envy welled up inside me.

"Your daughter likes you a lot," Yang Jian said.

Zhao Kaiming smiled.

"Yes, this girl is quite attached to me. By the way, how's your dad's health?"

Yang Jian: "..."

It's hardened; its fists have hardened.

I don't know if my dad is in good health, but I really want to kill you.

"My father has been dead for many years. You are the person in charge of Dachang City. You couldn't possibly have been unaware of my family background, could you?"

Yang Jian said quietly.

Zhao Kaiming feigned surprise and said:

"Oh, sorry. I don't have the habit of checking people's household registrations."

Yang Jian: "..."

He really wanted to hit someone.

However, I'm here today to see Zhao Kaiming about something, and when you ask someone for a favor, you have to humble yourself.

Endure it!

Zhao Kaiming chuckled inwardly.

For some reason, he really wanted to tease Yang Jian.

I enjoy seeing people hate him so much they want to grind their teeth, but they can't do anything about it.

It's probably the original owner's emotions.

After all, in the original story, although Zhao Kaiming died at the hands of the wishing ghost, it was also closely related to Yang Jian.

The two sat down.

Zhao Kaiming brewed a pot of Longjing tea and poured a cup for Yang Jian.

"The ghost rope is indeed in my hands. Back then, Wang Yue begged me to save him, but he didn't want to give anything in return."

And so I watched as his vengeful spirit resurrected.

I won't ask you what you're going to do with the ghost rope.

"But what are you willing to give up to take the ghost rope from me?"

Then he looked at him meaningfully.

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat.

Zhao Kaiming is a ruthless man.

Wang Yue simply didn't want to pay the reward, yet Zhao Kaiming killed him.

Although Zhao Kaiming said it was because he saw Wang Yue's evil spirit resurrected.

But who would believe that?

If it were Yang Jian, he would have done the same.

It's best to preemptively kill a demon wielder who is hostile to you.

Otherwise, you never know when he might shoot you in the back.

But Yang Jian remained expressionless.

echoed:

"That's because Wang Yue himself couldn't see things clearly. Compared to money, his life was more important."

A single ghost is worth 100 million on the black market, but I can offer 200 million for a ghost rope.

I wonder if you can accept this?

Zhao Kaiming smiled.

"That's for ordinary people, but for people like us, money isn't very useful."

I'm not going to beat around the bush with you anymore.

I heard that you encountered an interesting vengeful ghost at your class reunion.

I'm quite interested.

"If you can bring it to me, I will give you the Ghost Rope."

moment.

A chill ran down Yang Jian's spine.

He stood up with a "whoosh".

Staring intently into Zhao Kaiming's eyes, he asked in a deep voice, "You're spying on me?"

Zhao Kaiming waved his hand.

"Yang Jian, don't be so nervous. There's no need to monitor you."

To me, you or Ye Zhen are the same.

As long as they don't bother me, I won't pay them any special attention.

"As the person in charge of Dachang City, I just heard about the paranormal events that happened at the hotel you went to, so I looked into it."

Upon hearing these words...

Yang Jiancai lowered his guard.

But I still feel uneasy.

What does it mean to say "You or Ye Zhen are the same"?

Is Zhao Kaiming looking down on himself, or on Ye Zhen?

But because he needed Zhao Kaiming's help, he held back.

"Now that you know there's a paranormal event there, why don't you go and deal with it yourself?"

With your strength, wouldn't getting that Mirror Ghost be a piece of cake?

Zhao Kaiming slowly sipped his tea.

"Look, you're in a hurry again."

What's the rush? Sit down.

I didn't say I wouldn't deal with it, it's just that the vengeful ghost is hard to find, so I'm still gathering information.

Since you've come to me wanting the Ghost Rope, then this matter is yours to handle.

I hope you'll bring me good news next time you visit.

Then I picked up the tea.

Preparing to see the guests off.

Yang Jian thought to himself, "Am I... like a big grudge, rushing to deal with his paranormal events?"

I always feel like I've been cheated.

To disable the Ghost Eye and the Headless Ghost, you have to hang yourself, and to do that, you need to get the Ghost Rope.

Damn that paper money.

But Yang Jian still wanted to struggle a bit more.

"It's one thing for me to exchange the mirror ghost for the ghost rope, but it's another thing for me to help you, the person in charge, handle the paranormal events in Dachang City, right?"

What kind of reward are you going to give me?

Zhao Kaiming gave a half-smile.

"You can choose not to deal with it."

Yang was furious.

Suppressing his anger, he drank the tea in the white porcelain teacup on the table in one gulp.

The hand holding the tea trembled slightly.

"Fine, you win. I'll take this job, and I hope you keep your word."

At this time.

Zhao Kaiming suddenly felt a strange, supernatural force descend upon him.

It scans your body like an X-ray machine.

"Huh?" Zhao Kaiming was taken aback. "This is... the parchment on Yang Jian's body?"

He couldn't help but find it amusing.

This guy is secretly plotting against me.

Did it discover that the wishing ghost had been turned into a wishing rule by itself?

However, Zhao Kaiming also discovered that although this supernatural force was very peculiar, its intensity was not very high.

He activated the wishing rules and, without Yang Jian noticing, followed the supernatural energy to examine the parchment.

This guy turned out to be a database of vengeful ghosts.

I experienced its capabilities.

Zhao Kaiming was deeply moved.

With this in hand, finding vengeful ghosts will be much easier in the future, as will the rules governing those nameless vengeful ghosts.

However, the abilities of the vengeful spirits in this world are all unique.

No two evil spirits are the same.

Zhao Kaiming didn't want to snatch the parchment from Yang Jian, which actually attracted Yang Jian's attention.

That's when I thought of the system's copy function.

In the mortal world, he once replicated Han Li's Time Laws from the Heavenly Bottle.

Very useful.

"System, please copy the rules from the parchment for me."

[Yes, host. The deductive principles from the paper parrot are being replicated.]

Hehe, the system is really awesome.

I secretly copied it.

Stored in the space.

Although Zhao Kaiming could not reproduce it as another parchment in the mysterious resurrected world, he could still comprehend it on his own.

Happy!

So when Yang Jian left.

Zhao Kaiming kindly offered a reminder.

"Be careful with that thing on you; don't keep it by your side when you hang yourself."

Yang Jian stumbled.

He turned around in alarm.

"Zhao Kaiming, are you a human or a ghost?"

at the same time.

Inside the gold box in his pocket, lines of excited handwriting appeared on the parchment.

Who exactly is he?

Why can't I view him?

Where is the ghost inside him?

Where did they all go?

And what exactly did he do to me? This feeling is really bad.

... "

Later on, it almost turned into all sorts of nonsense and gibberish.

The CPU is obviously fried.