"I don't know the exact location yet, let's go to the old town first. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Ming Chuan lowered his eyes and looked at the mobile phone in his hand, he was still waiting for news from Zhai Feifei's side, otherwise he would not have known where Old Man Zhang lived.

"Oh?" Gao Shan raised his eyebrows when he heard this, "So, you don't have any plans at all?"

"Plan?" Ming Chuan snorted coldly at the corner of his mouth, "Of course there is a plan." ”

"What's the plan? Takayama looked interested.

"Find that abominable imp and kill it. Ming Chuan said and held his right fist with his left hand, slightly forced, and clenched his fist with a crackling sound.

Gao Shanjing couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, and said after a while: "This is really ...... A simple and powerful plan. ”

"yes? I think so, too. Ming Chuan smiled and accepted this sentence as a compliment without shame.

Gao Shanjing smiled, glanced at Ming Chuan, and continued: "The problem is, you don't even know where that little ghost is now, do you?"

"Yes, that's right. Ming Chuan nodded very frankly and admitted, "I don't have a clue yet. ”

"The old man you said is a clue?" Gao Shanjing asked.

"Well, there are very few clues at the moment. Ming Chuan raised his hand and scratched his hair as he spoke, his eyes drifted out of the window, looking at the rapidly moving scenery on the street, and frowned slightly.

"What does that little ghost you are talking about, what does it look like?" Gao Shan Jing seemed a little curious.

"It'......" Ming Chuan was about to speak, but his mobile phone rang at this time.

originally thought it was Zhai Feifei, but when I looked at it, I found that it was Pan Shi's number.

Isn't this guy inconvenient?

Ming Chuan connected the mobile phone with some suspicion, and sure enough, Pan Shi's voice came from inside: "Are you looking for me?"

"Hmm. Ming Chuan didn't ask the other party about assisting the police, and asked directly, "I want to ask, did I hear about the matter I asked you to help me inquire about last time." ”

"Oh, that's it, I inquired. Pan Shi's voice didn't seem to have any energy, and he sounded very tired, "But the location is not easy to explain, I'll take you there directly when you're free." ”

"I'm going to go over now. Ming Chuan said, "But are you free now?"

"Now?" Pan Shi seemed to hesitate, and after thinking for a while, he said, "I'm free now, but ......"

"Isn't it convenient?" asked Mingchuan.

"There's nothing wrong with it, come on, I'll be waiting for you at the intersection where we last met. Pan Shi said after thinking about it.

Ming Chuan didn't ask anything else when he heard this, so he agreed.

Hung up the phone and reported the address to Gao Shanjing, Mingchuan simply leaned on the seat of the car and closed his eyes to recuperate.

After such a battle in the gap space, he was already very tired at this time, and coupled with the injuries on his body, he should actually have a good rest at home and should not run out.

However, Mingchuan did not do so.

He was now certain that he was already the target of the imp.

In the first place, he lured Ying Lan away, and he did it so that he could deal with himself.

So Shadow Lan was still safe when he was in the cracks, because the little ghost just wanted to lure it away, and he didn't have murderous intent towards it. With Yinglan's current strength, it is not so easy to get out of that crack.

The imp didn't expect him to find the entrance to that space.

It wasn't until he drilled through the entrance of the crack in order to find Ying Lan that the gap space suddenly attacked them.

The space will actively attack the life inside, not to mention that he has never encountered this kind of thing, it is simply unheard of.

That space, presumably, is not naturally formed.

Although it is a gap space, it has an aggressiveness similar to the rune array space, and he pondered that the principle of formation is mostly similar to the rune space, using some energy to attract the power of nature, and artificially deliberately made such a distorted space.

It is precisely because of this that the space is so unstable, and the entrance and exit connecting with the present world are constantly changing directions.

Judging from the current events, the enemy is probably not the only one who is the little ghost.

He can't rest now, now that he knows that the other party's target is him, in Ying Lan's current state, now is the best time to attack him. Although it seems that the opponent's attack range is limited to the vicinity of the old city, he cannot continue to sit still.

The current state is still unclear, and all the clues are focused on the little ghost, and the little ghost must be found before he can know what the other party's true face is.

Probably because he was too tired, Ming Chuan closed his eyes and fell asleep after a while.

In his sleep, he didn't see anyone, and Takayama Kaguya was gone.

However, a voice chanted a rune over and over in his head.

The voice was unfamiliar, and it didn't belong to anyone he knew. I can only tell that the other party is a man.

Ming Chuan didn't know what kind of rune this voice was reciting, he had never heard it, and even the language it was recited was a language he had never heard before.

He had no idea what the rune meant.

Soon, however, an idea arose in his mind. Although his brain could not assemble the spell into clear words and could not comprehend its meaning, his mind, or his soul, followed the rune.

This operation is completely spontaneous.

He didn't need to understand the implications, his soul knew what to do.

As the runes rang out over and over again, his soul was running over and over again.

In his sleep, Ming Chuan could clearly see that with the operation of the soul consciousness in his body, the ghost qi in his body slowly flowed, like a pitch-black trickle, along his bloodline, flowing to the limbs and bones.

He could clearly feel the cold chill mixed in his veins, spreading to his whole body with the blood flow.

The pain of the burn disappeared, and the body became relaxed.

Soon, the thin black trickle of hair in his veins seemed to be gradually thickening, and the color became darker and darker, as if condensed into a solid state, attached to his veins.

The ghostly energy slowly gathered, converging near the wound, and then, squirming around his wound.

Seeing such changes in his body, Ming Chuan felt a little weird, but soon, he found that the wounds on his body were slowly healing.

The wound didn't heal very quickly, and the ghostly energy that gathered together was like a glue that was mending the hole, merging into his flesh and blood, fusing his flesh together. (To be continued.) )