Chapter 155 Ye Wanlan: It's Me, Do You Have Any Objections? [1 Update]

These two simple words exploded like thunder in my ears. ɱ

The next somersault was not completed, and the beggar-clothed youth stumbled and fell to the ground.

While trembling, he did not forget to hold his mobile phone and continued to send three punctuation marks to Ye Wanlan.

[Brother Fighting Ghosts]: !!!

[YN]: Falling on the ground, very beautiful, very good kung fu.

This sentence successfully made the beggar-clothed youth collapse on the ground and completely unable to get up.

[Brother Fighting Ghosts]: Sister YN, please don’t scare me, you are not a ghost who has been following me.

This time he did not receive the message, because the voice came from above his head.

“I didn’t expect you to be so brave, and you dared to enter Shenzhou directly without even passing the checkpoint.” The girl said in a cold tone, “Those who know you know that you have no ill intentions, and those who don’t know you think you are going to harm the people of Yancheng.”

The beggar-clothed youth raised his head tremblingly and met a pair of blue eyes.

These eyes were exactly the same as the ones he had in the ring match, deep and distant, as peaceful as the sea.

At this moment, lightning split his forehead, and his memory and thoughts became clear in an instant.

It turned out that the person who deleted his pictures in the group was this big guy!

He said who has such ability and such a violent fighting style.

"Ah!" The young man in beggar clothes couldn't believe it, "Sister YN, it's you."

Ye Wanlan crossed her arms and looked at him from above: "It's me, you seem to have a lot of opinions."

The young man in beggar clothes stared at Ye Wanlan at this moment, but fell into a long silence.

There were seven or eight people in their small group, all of whom met online accidentally five years ago.

At that time, he had just joined the psychic agency and started working, and his experience was not enough.

If it weren't for Sister YN who helped him plan the escape route remotely on the Internet, he would definitely die in the first mission.

YN's identity became a mystery in the group because all information about her could not be searched, even the intelligence headquarters of the Global Center had no information about her.

In these four years, he has climbed to a high enough position, but he didn't expect that YN also disappeared for four years.

With the world's richest financial resources, he didn't find any trace of her.

The beggar-clothed young man never thought that he would meet YN, who saved his life many times, under such circumstances.

But who can tell him why his beloved sister YN is so young?

The girl in front of him is definitely not more than 20 years old, so how old was she five years ago?

If he were at this age, he would still be lighting firecrackers and blowing up the manure pit.

"Hurry up, don't let me pull you." Ye Wanlan glanced at the time, "There are ten seconds left, and the people from the 723rd Bureau are coming."

723rd Bureau!

When the beggar-clothed young man heard the name, he quickly turned over with a carp flip, and he was panicked: "I, I, I don't plan to do anything bad, I am an upright and friendly citizen, a conscientious worker, I can swear to heaven on this point!"

Ye Wanlan didn't want to waste time with him, so he grabbed his collar and forcibly took him away from the scene.

Not long after they left, the team from Bureau 723 arrived in a hurry.

"Where is the person? Didn't he say he was here?"

"Maybe he ran away suddenly, but he can't run far. Check the surroundings carefully."

"Yes, Captain!"

At this moment, in the cave.

The crisis was resolved, and the young man in beggar clothes breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you Sister YN for coming all the way to save me."

If he was really caught by Bureau 723 today, he would become the second laughing stock of the psychic agency in the future.

Ye Wanlan stroked the dust off his body.

"Sister YN, why are you wearing a mask?" the young man in beggar clothes asked cautiously, "Can't we be honest with each other?"

"Okay." Ye Wanlan said lightly, "You can take it off if you can beat me first."

The young man in beggar clothes withdrew his hand embarrassedly: "Sister YN, what are you talking about? Even if I can beat you, how dare I do it to you?"

"You can try." Ye Wanlan pinched his wrist, "I like to spar with the strong, so that I can become stronger."

"No, no, no!" Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the young man in beggar clothes, "I... I'm not good at fighting, not at all."

"Just kidding, what's your name."

He said honestly: "Wen Chaosheng."

Ye Wanlan's expression was a little complicated: "The bright moon on the sea rises with the tide, the name is very good."

It's a pity that he is a fool, which doesn't match the name.

"Hey, it was named by my grandfather. He likes Shenzhou culture." Wen Chaosheng touched his nose. "Sister YN, if you need anything, just tell me. I will do my best to help you."

"I need some information from your psychic agency." Ye Wanlan said slowly, "I need all the cases of supernatural phenomena related to the soul."

"Related to the soul?" Wen Chaosheng was slightly stunned. "Can Sister YN give me some more advice?"

Ye Wanlan nodded slightly: "Shenzhou has an idiom called borrowing a corpse to revive the soul. Does it really exist in the records of your psychic agency?"

"Returning the soul by borrowing a corpse?" Wen Chaosheng thought for a moment, "Theoretically, it exists, but it is impossible to happen in real life, because the soul and the body are matched one by one, and each soul also has its own unique body."

After a pause, he added: "Don't forget that some psychics can summon the souls of dead people to attach themselves to their bodies to have conversations with their families, but this process will not last long at all, otherwise both parties will be defeated and die. "

"Understood." Ye Banlan agreed, "Since it's impossible to borrow a corpse to bring back a soul, how about borrowing a living person's body?"

Wen Chaosheng stammered: "Of course it's impossible. It's like a key has been inserted into the keyhole. How can it be possible to insert a second key?"

Ye Banlan's eyes were dark.

So what is the origin of the time-traveling girl?

And her body was forcibly taken over, but her soul didn't escape, but she was forced to be trapped in a corner of her body?

Afterwards, the time-traveling girl was able to leave safely?

Time betrayer, what is it?

"Okay, I understand." Ye Banlan raised his head again, "Then I will ask you to help me with something. If there is a daughter in the Global Center whose temperament suddenly changes drastically, or does something that is very inconsistent with her past behavior. Please tell me about it.”

Wen Chaosheng was stunned again, and suddenly lost his voice: "Sister YN, do you think that there really are souls in this world that snatch the bodies of living people?"

"When we find out, I will confirm whether she really has such ability." Ye Banlan said lightly, "Misfortune comes from the mouth. Don't say what you want to do, otherwise it will not be completed."

"Okay, I'll go check it out right away." Wen Chaosheng agreed.

Ye Banglan looked at him: "So what happened when you saw me today?"

"Sister YN, don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Wen Chaosheng looked serious, "Even if Sister Qian bribes me with one billion, I won't say anything."

"Oh?" Ye Banlan raised an eyebrow, "What about 10 billion?"

Wen Chaosheng: "One or ten billion?"

Ye Tuanlan: "If it's 10 billion, you can say, then I'll give you three."

Wen Chaosheng: "..."

Is there anyone doing this business?

But it seems to be a sure profit without loss.

"You're just kidding, she bribed you, just tell her directly." Ye Banlan smiled, "We can't let her spend money."

Wen Chaosheng said again: "..."

He knew that he was just a part of Sister YN and Sister Rich's PLAY!

"It's still early, let's go out." Ye Banlan said lightly, "Next time, remember to take your passport and come to China again."

"I was too impatient this time." Wen Chaosheng said embarrassedly, "Sister YN is loyal, so I'll leave first, but the 723rd round won't cause you any trouble, right?"

"No, just wait." Ye Banlan threw a piece of jadeite to him, "Reward, let's go."

Wen Chaosheng took it and took a look: "Dragon stone seed?!"

Such a dragon stone seed placed in the center of the world could be sold for 100 million.

Until now, his salary has not been that much.

Wen Chaosheng was moved to tears: "Sister YN, you are my reborn parents! Please accept my respect!"

Ye Tuanlan: "Hurry up and leave."

Obviously, the IQ thing proves that she has no biological relationship with Wen Chaosheng.

**

At this moment, Yunjing, the Archaeological Center of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

Professor Xue and Professor Fu got off the special car dusty.

"Old Xue, Old Fu, why are you back so soon?" The guard was surprised, "Isn't it about Yanshan..."

"Good luck, just a fluke." Professor Xue said, "I don't have time to play chess with you today. I'm in a hurry to see Director Xu."

Doorman: "There are guests in Bureau Xu today. I guess you will have to wait for a while."

"What kind of guest?" Professor Xue was confused. "It's also a big deal here. I have to talk to Director Xu personally."

"People from the Lin family," the guard said, "I've been in there for a while. I don't know if we've finished talking."

"Okay, okay, I understand." Professor Xue looked hurriedly, "I'll go in and take a look."

Professor Fu also followed, and the two headed to the director's office.

"Buanlan, I have arrived in Yunjing. Now I will go to Director Xu to discuss this archaeological trip." Professor Xue called Ye Banglan again, "Just wait."

Ye Banglan narrowed his eyes.

She heard two breathing sounds besides Professor Xue and Professor Fu. One was the breathing of a normal person and should belong to the Director of the Cultural Relics Bureau.

The other breath was very light and slow, taking three minutes to inhale and exhale.

If this kind of breathing rate were applied to an ordinary person, he would have died long ago.

It can only be a master.

Having walked through the vast rivers and lakes where the six sects stood at the same level, Ye Banglan knew masters of this level very well.

The Supreme Elder of Penglai Mountain can even breathe in and out only once a day, and his abilities are as great as the heavens and the earth.

Although breathing and breathing for three minutes is still not up to the level of martial arts masters in the past, it is still easy to defeat a world-class boxing king.

Who is inside?

Professor Xue knocked on the door and went in: "Bureau Xu."

"What's the matter?" Director Xu was a little impatient, "I'm discussing something important with Miss Lin, nothing else is important."

Professor Xue didn't say anything, and just pushed forward the box containing three antiques: the dagger made by King Yan himself, the Tongxin Pei and the Jin Bu Yao.

I can't scare you to death!

Good morning~~

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