When Han Zhuo arrived at the cement processing plant, Jiu Gong had been waiting here for a long time, squatting at the gate and waiting for him, sometimes looking forward to the distance, sometimes looking back, his eyes showing eager anticipation.

In the middle of summer, even at night, it is very hot, but here it seems a little dark, and the tongue that Jiugong spits out, the halazi flows a little.

Han Zhuo walked over indifferently and said with a slight smile: "Why, I was a little excited to finally see the existence of the same kind?"

Jiugong's primordial god is a spirit, the head of the four little ghosts, but in today's depletion of aura, he can be regarded as a ghost king, in his own words, if it weren't for the depletion of aura, he would have successfully ascended.

After so many years of hard work, the ghost companions around him have long disappeared, most of them have been transferred to reincarnation, and some have risen sporadically, and only he is still in the world.

Tonight, Han Zhuo came over to clean up the handicap in Qinhan District, and when he arrived at this cement processing plant, he felt the yin aura inside from afar, a purgatory scene.

It seems that it is said that it is a cement processing factory, I'm afraid it's not a cemetery, even if it is taken down and let those bosses in the third district of the East take people to guard here, I'm afraid that the resentful spirits inside will suck up the yang energy.

Han Zhuo weighed it at that time, and compared to the yin qi in it, a hundred young and middle-aged people were like a burning match thrown into a pool of water.

So at that time, the team directly skipped this handicap and went directly to Wanfang Supermarket.

Professional work should be done by professional people, just like dispelling the resentful ghosts on Jian Zuoliang's body at that time and letting Jiugong come here, it was simply tailor-made for him.

"Let's go. Han Zhuo raised his foot and kicked Jiugong's dog's buttocks, and Jiugong jumped in with joy and rushed in with joy.

Ghosts are also gathered by spirits, and they are the most sensitive, Han Zhuo tried his best to restrain his momentum, so that he looked more like an ordinary person on the outside, so as not to suppress the most ferocious ghost head inside and dare not dare to come forward, otherwise this trip would be in vain.

Jiugong in front, Han Zhuo in the back, one person and one dog, walking on the main masonry road of the cement factory, thinking to himself that Kui Snake is like that, at most he is a treacherous businessman, how can he have such a heavy handicap? What is he doing here?

Soon Han Zhuo found the answer, at this time they had already walked more than ten meters inside, the light of the street lamp behind them seemed to be covered by giant sunglasses, and they could clearly see that there was light there, but they felt extremely dark here.

The buildings on both sides looked like administrative buildings and staff cafeteria dormitories, both of which were three-story small buildings that were devastated, and Han Zhuo felt it slightly, and couldn't help but smack his mouth.

When he was on the throne of the Demon Venerable, under the iron hoof, he also stepped on countless ghouls, but in the human world, he had never seen such a terrifying and strange scene.

From the first floor to the third floor, the entire wall is densely packed, with countless empty eye sockets staring at the main road in the factory, and the other three walls are other skeletons, and there are countless broken limbs.

Han Zhuo stroked his sleeve and muttered, "It seems that this is the place where Kui Snake and his men killed people and destroyed their corpses, just now I felt that this place was like a cemetery, which is really appropriate." ”

Han Zhuo Rao is the body of the Demon Venerable, and he also felt some pressure in his heart at this moment, but he saw that Jiu Gong was still walking happily in front of him, looking left and right, with a diametrically opposite attitude to Han Zhuo, as if those skull stumps and bones were like dog food biscuits in his eyes.

After walking a few dozen meters forward, I also passed by some buildings such as factories, all of which were the same scene.

"Jiugong, it is said that the ghosts who died horizontally are the most ferocious, and most of the corpses here are also horizontally killed, why do I feel that this place is very quiet except for being a little gloomy?" Han Zhuo asked at this time.

Jiu Gong replied, "Lord God, is your mana too strong, and they don't dare to appear?"

Han Zhuo shook his head: "I have suppressed the momentum on my body, do you see any difference between me and ordinary people?"

"How can there be no difference, how wise and powerful the Lord God is, how can ordinary people be as good as one toe of the Lord God. ”

Han Zhuo said lightly: "Next time, you can tell the time, occasion, and place." ”

"Yes, I think if it wasn't suppressed by the mana of the main god, then there must have been a master here who did the law, if there is a big array like soul suppression, these powerful ghosts are all suppressed. ”

Han Zhuo had just probed with his magic sense, shook his head and said, "No, there are no traces of any formation here, and there is no magic weapon for gathering spirits and attracting qi, and even these buildings and buildings do not have basic feng shui common sense, it is simply one word: chaos...... Huh?" As he was talking, he saw a bonfire flickering more than a hundred meters in front of him, like an open machine shop.

Han Zhuo confirmed for a moment before saying to Jiugong: "I have found the main master, let's go, there are living people there." He was also very surprised, there were really living people in this kind of place, maybe it was the people who stayed here to guard the market.

Han Zhuogang wanted to use his magic sense to probe again, who was in front of him and what he was doing, but a childish voice suddenly sounded behind him: "Uncle, have you seen my mother?"

Han Zhuo looked back and saw that it was a little boy of seven or eight years old, only thigh-high as himself, looking at him with a frightened expression.

"Does your mother work here?" asked Han Zhuo.

"I don't know, I'm playing at home, my mother hasn't come back for a long time, so I came out to look for her, and I haven't found it yet, uncle, have you seen her?"

"Where's your father?" Han Zhuo asked again.

"My dad was always playing cards and he didn't come back until now, so I had to find my mom. ”

Han Zhuo looked at this boy and sighed, no wonder he didn't find him, I'm afraid this little boy is the purest energy substance here.

The ghost who died was the most ferocious, but the little boy in front of him was so innocent that Han Zhuo couldn't even see any anger in him.

It's just a pity, how could such a young child die?

"How did you find here?"

"I don't know...... Ah, I remember, my mother used to bring me here to find my father, and my father used to play cards here, and then he lost a lot of money, and he borrowed money from them, and then the more he borrowed, the more often his father came, and the more often his father came, the more often his mother came. ”

Han Zhuo nodded, squatted down and said to the little boy, "Then you wait for me here, and my uncle will help you find your mother." ”

The little boy nodded his head with joy, and only then did Han Zhuo find that his eyes were deep-set, his face and body were covered with skin and bones, and when he stretched out his hand, the bones were jagged, as if a layer of skin was wrapped in the bones.

"It seems that I couldn't find my mother when I was alive, and I was lost and starved to death. Han Zhuo sighed lightly and thought to himself, "In addition to being a slaughterhouse for the living, it seems that this place has also been used to trade gambling stalls and loan sharks. ”