Ming Chuan was startled when he saw Wei Zitang, who was almost attached to his back, and asked, "What are you doing?"

Wei Zitang made a silent gesture at him, then pointed to the ghost qi on the bed, lowered his voice and said, "I think you also noticed that something was wrong." ”

Ming Chuan snorted and didn't say anything more. He did feel that something was wrong, but he hadn't discovered what was wrong.

Wei Zitang didn't delve into it, his eyes turned around on the ghostly energy, and said, "It's so strange, the ghostly energy on this kid's body." ”

After Wei Zitang said this, Ming Chuan was stunned, and suddenly realized where the strange place was.

Ghostly.

The ghost qi in front of him was very thin, even after gathering into an oval clump, it still looked very thin, but it contained no less energy.

If it needs to be described, judging from the concentration of ghost qi in front of him and the energy contained in it, it is equivalent to the amount of ghost qi that a third-order powerful ghost can contain, but the amount of ghost qi is only the amount of an ordinary ghost.

The amount of ghost qi produced by a child after death is only a little less than that of an adult, and this little difference may quickly dissipate during this time.

However, the amount of ghost energy contained in an initial ghost and a powerful ghost is completely different, and there are significant differences in the amount and energy contained in it.

The problem now is that Gong Xiaoyue's ghost qi is an ordinary ghost in terms of quantity, but in terms of energy, or qualitatively, it has reached the level of a third-order powerful ghost.

The existence of this difference made Mingchuan feel a little uncoordinated before, but he didn't find out what was wrong, and he immediately noticed it after Wei Zitang reminded him.

Not only that, but he was aware of other problems.

"Like, there's other energy mixed in. Ming Chuan said in a low voice.

"Other energies?" Wei Zitang glanced at Ming Chuan in some surprise.

"Is there other people's ghost qi mixed in?" Ming Chuan frowned and asked suspiciously.

"Did you leave it just now?" Wei Zitang asked, he had seen Ming Chuan inject his ghost qi into it just now, could it be that he didn't fully recycle it when he recovered it?

"No, it's not. Ming Chuan shook his head and said very firmly, "Can I still not detect my own ghostly energy?" ”

Seeing that Ming Chuan was so sure, Wei Zitang didn't say anything.

There is a great difference between people, and ghosts and ghosts are affected by living people, and the difference is also obvious, and it can be distinguished from the appearance.

But it is impossible to distinguish anything from the ghost qi, this pure energy. It's like having you stand in a room and tell which air is coming out of which people's lungs, it's impossible.

But looking at Ming Chuan's appearance, he doesn't look like he's lying.

That's interesting.

Wei Zitang hooked the corners of his mouth slightly, staring at Ming Chuan's back.

If Ming Chuan didn't lie, does it mean that this guy's acuity and sensing ability are beyond the scope of normal humans?

Wei Zitang looked at Ming Chuan's black hair, remembered the previous silver hair color, and secretly said in his heart: Can this man still be called a human being?

Of course, Ming Chuan didn't know what Wei Zitang was thinking, he didn't look back, but he felt that the gaze behind him was very warm, and at the same time, there was a trace of weird coldness, which made him not want to look back at all. simply focus on the ghost aura in front of you.

He didn't know how different he could tell the difference between the ghosts, in his opinion, everyone's ghosts were like the rate of each person's breathing, it seemed to be the same, but as long as he carefully distinguished, he could see the differences, the speed and slowness, the depth and the length of the breath, and even the faint sounds and smells made when breathing were slightly different.

Ming Chuan felt that it was not easy to distinguish the difference, but it was not impossible, as long as he concentrated his attention and focused on the observation and sensing of these ghost qi, he could distinguish it.

He thought that the other exorcists were the same, and he didn't think that other exorcists couldn't do this kind of thing at all, even if they concentrated all their attention, the basic sensibility was fundamentally different, so they couldn't feel these differences in ghost qi.

Ming Chuan didn't know about this, originally the exorcist was a rare profession, and he didn't know many ghost exorcists, he had never communicated with them about this kind of thing, and Takayama Kaguya wouldn't tell him this, and even until today, Takayama Kaguya didn't know how strong Mingchuan's sensitivity to ghosts was. Ming Chuan didn't know this, so he said it in front of Wei Zitang nonchalantly.

After concentrating, Ming Chuan soon discovered that the ghost qi mixed into the mass included at least three or four different people's ghost qi.

"What's going on?" Ming Chuan frowned and turned his head, looked at Wei Zitang, and asked, "Speaking of which, why did you come here? What I asked you before was for you to find the whereabouts of those two missing people. ”

"That's right. Wei Zitang raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "I was indeed helping you find those two missing humans, and I followed those clues to find here." ”

"Clues?" Ming Chuan felt some ominous clouds in his heart.

"The two humans you mentioned earlier, the first missing man, have no clues left, but the big cat in that room is quite interesting. Wei Zitang said with a smile, seeing that Mingchuan frowned, he smiled and continued, "As for the second missing woman, her name is Xu Ai, right? ”

"What clues?" asked Ming Chuan with a frown.

"That's a long story, are you sure you want to hear me explain it to you a little bit now?" Wei Zitang looked behind Ming Chuan, and the expression on his face was a little smiling.

Ming Chuan glanced at the cloud of ghost qi floating above the bed behind him, at this time the cloud of ghost energy had gathered into a small group, black and dark, thick like a ball of ink, and it looked like some qualitative changes would soon occur.

There really wasn't much time right now, and he needed to get an answer as soon as possible.

"Just say the conclusion. Ming Chuan looked at Wei Zitang and said.

"To put it simply, I found a lot of interesting things on Xu Ai's side, of course, a large part of it has nothing to do with this incident, so I'll skip it directly. In short, there are some signs that Xu Ai came here after his disappearance, and I chased all the way over, and then I saw this scene. ”

Regarding Wei Zitang's words, Ming Chuan seemed a little dissatisfied, and asked, "What are you chasing? Is it Xu Ai himself, or Xu Ai's ghost?"