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He then asked, "Are you like this, and you are also influenced by those 'things'?

The ghost was stunned, and nodded slightly after a while.

Mingchuan smoked a cigarette and fell silent, thinking about these things in his mind.

The almost completely transparent ghost saw that Ming Chuan didn't speak for a long time, and writhed his body a little uneasily.

After a while, Ming Chuan raised his eyes to look at the transparent ghost, and said lightly: "If you want to ask me for help, you need to pay for it, can you afford it?"

The other party didn't seem to have thought about the remuneration at all, and was completely stunned when he heard the words.

Ming Chuan pursed his lips when he saw this.

Judging from the appearance of the other party, it is obvious that this guy can't get anything. Not to mention the wealth, even some valuable information cannot be provided.

Sighing, Ming Chuan shook his head and said to the ghost: "Since you can't get paid, I have no obligation to help you, and I was curious to ask you so much just now." For the sake of your sincerity in coming to me, I will help you purify for free and send you on your way. ”

After speaking, Ming Chuan looked at the transparent ghost who was about to struggle, and took out the net bell with a cold look in his eyes.

The ghost was shocked when it saw this, and struggled desperately, but the power of Shadow Lan was much stronger than it, and no matter how much it struggled, it could not shake it in the slightest.

Ming Chuan walked up to them with the net bell in his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, shook at the almost completely transparent ghost.

After the bell rang, a breeze blew through it, blowing the surrounding paper.

Ying Lan relaxed her body and asked suspiciously, "My lord, is it okay to purify it like this?"

"What's wrong? It's hard to get some information out of its mouth, and it's useless to keep it, and it likes to make trouble, so it's better to purify it clean and worry-free. Ming Chuan said as he looked at the mess in the room, feeling his forehead jump slightly.

"But......" Ying Lan hesitated, it had thought that Lord Mingchuan wanted to know more about this matter, although the ghost couldn't speak, but he could still lead the way or something.

Now that the connection between them has become closer, most of the time Ying Lan can guess Ming Chuan's mind, but this time, it didn't guess correctly.

Ming Chuan glanced at Ying Lan, and said in a light tone: "Didn't you say everything?" That guy's energy is very weak, and it is possible that his appearance will disappear at any time." ”

"Hmm. Shadow nodded.

"Then I'll keep it, and I guess before I can get my words out, the guy is gone. Isn't it useless?" Ming Chuan said as he started to clean up, and after working for a while, he raised his head and said dissatisfiedly, "Why are you still stunned? Come and help." ”

"Oh. When Ying Lan heard this, he immediately floated over, condensing the entity to help Ming Chuan pick up the paper on the ground.

Is Lord Mingchuan worried that the ghost's energy is too weak, and if he stays in the world for a long time, his soul will be gone?

Although Akikawa-sama didn't say it, it could indeed feel his sympathy and concern for the faint ghost, although this sympathy and worry were very weak.

Ying Lan thought as he cleaned up, and his reverence for Mingchuan became deeper and deeper. The increasing favorability and intimacy of their own owner also strengthened the bond between the two.

Picking up the scattered materials, Ming Chuan couldn't be sure if it was the same as the previous position, so he just roughly cleaned it up.

Judging from the dust in this room before, there are usually no people here to rummage through the information, the order or something, and it shouldn't matter if there is an occasional mess.

While cleaning up, I looked through the materials, and when I finished cleaning up, I almost flipped through it.

In the past few days, he has remade all the information that he feels useful, and since no one says that it is not allowed, and no one is watching, he can't care so much.

After reading the information here, Ming Chuan planned to go back, walked downstairs and turned into Huang Qiubo's office, ready to say goodbye to him.

After knocking on the door, I found that there were other people in the office.

Two visitors wore police uniforms, one was very young and the other was some old and stocky.

The three of them turned their heads together to look at Ming Chuan, who pushed open the door.

"Who is this?" asked the elderly policeman with a smile on his face as he turned to Huang Qiubo.

"The lad who came here to run errands. Huang Qiubo answered the other party's question with a smile, and said to Mingchuan, "I have something to do here now, you can come back another day." ”

When Ming Chuan heard this, he knew that the other party didn't want to let himself get involved in this kind of trouble, so he nodded, said "I'm sorry" and withdrew.

As he exited and closed the door, he heard another voice from inside, it was supposed to be the younger policeman, who asked in a rather stern tone, "Isn't he your staff here?"

Yesterday, could it be that I came to investigate the matter of the old Zhang who collected the garbage?

Didn't you say a heart attack?

Ming Chuan frowned slightly, but since Huang Qiubo kindly helped him get out, he also accepted his kindness, this matter has nothing to do with him, there is no need to wade into this troubled water.

Originally, I wanted to go around to the place where Lao Zhang died to take a look, if there was any residual ghost qi, he could purify it easily, after all, he had troubled others here a few times, and he could still do it with a gesture, but when he saw the two policemen, he dispelled this idea.

Lit a cigarette in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, Ming Chuan walked out lazily, and when he passed by the flower bed, his footsteps paused slightly, and he raised his head and glanced at it.

The dirty pine trees looked very unrefreshed, and there was nothing unusual in the shadows of the trees.

Ming Chuan took a deep breath, and there was a smell of dust in his nasal cavity.

He didn't stop and walked out of the archives with his feet up.

Outside the door of the archive is a long and narrow alley, close to a hundred meters from the street. Because there is only a small garbage station in the alley, except for the archive at the end, no one usually comes in and wanders around, so even during the day, the alley is unusually quiet.

The stench of rancidity and dust wafted through the air, and there seemed to be a faint smell of blood in it.

Mingchuan walked forward quietly, and did not slow down when he passed by the garbage station, his eyes were leveled ahead.

However, just as he walked past the garbage station, he caught a glimpse of a thin figure out of the corner of his eye.

Ming Chuan was stunned and turned his head.

His gaze met a pair of pitch-black eyes.

Those eyes had no whites, and they were so dark that they were bottomless.

It seems that there is only this pair of eyes on the whole face, a big abnormality. stared at him without blinking.

Ming Chuan felt a cold chill rise from the soles of his feet, and the hairs on his back stood upside down. (To be continued.) )