I called Wei Rubing, and at this time, Lu Zhenren had already returned to the headquarters, and it was impossible for him to stay with us all the time and not go back.

When these people showed signs of awakening, the vehicles sent by the Strange Office also arrived.

I watched as the cars drove off in a row.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of this matter myself!"

After speaking, I hung up Wei Rubing's phone.

During this time, Wei Rubing has become more and more busy, so she can only call to inquire about the situation.

The symptoms in these people should not be too obvious, and I don't think there is any point in hiding them.

After hanging up the phone, I went next door and gently took back the soy milk that Lao Ding had ground up, and then returned to my house.

There was someone watching downstairs and I went straight upstairs.

Closing the door, I pulled out my straw and drank soy milk.

But at the same time, I had a small vermilion bottle in my hand.

To take ghosts and souls, which are incorporeal beings, I usually use this kind of magic weapon in my hand.

Of course, everything in my hand was found from Zheng Fatzi's treasure trove.

Although I now suspect more and more that he has a real treasure trove, it is only a cover for the office.

But either way, what you find out there is really good.

I reached out a finger and tapped it lightly on the vermilion vial. Immediately, there was a glow on the vial.

The light is not very bright, but it is an out-and-out torture for the ghost in the bottle.

The reason is that I used a little bit of pure yang fire for them.

Then, I flipped the vial over and flicked it again, and soon, a transparent figure squeezed out of the vial's mouth.

This is one of the ghosts I caught.

After falling to the ground, a shadow of unknown men and women gradually revealed its face.

Well, it's the face of death, also known as the death phase.

Because this person's death is more unsightly, and if I look at it again, I can't drink the soy milk in my hand, so I waved my hand impatiently, and the face of the ghost in front of me became clear.

It was a tall man, who looked to be in his thirties, and of course that was his age at the time of his death.

"Who asked you to come?" I asked.

I used a single-knife straight approach.

The creature was silent, as if it hadn't come back to its senses.

But I know it's just a disguise for him.

Among the ghosts I caught this time, there were no ordinary ghosts.

The ordinary here refers to lonely ghosts or ghosts that have not embarked on the path of ghosts.

These ghosts are much stronger than ordinary ghosts.

So as soon as I saw that he still wouldn't speak, I flicked my fingers and hit a golden light on his body.

Immediately, the ghost seemed to be in great pain.

After doing this three times, the ghost thing couldn't hold on.

What I said here is that I can't hold it up, and the ghost itself can't bear it, even with my help, his figure can't be condensed.

Even at this point, the ghost didn't ask me for mercy.

If it continues, this ghost will definitely be gone.

As far as what he did, the result seemed to be a bit more ruthless.

I thought about it, anyway, there are a lot of ghosts in the vermilion vial, not to mention this one, there is the next one.

As for the matter of the other person's body on this ghost thing, as well as the things he did before, it is actually better to hand it over to the Netherworld to deal with.

However, something that really surprised me arose.

There are so many ghosts, and none of them are willing to say it.

Every ghost creature is weak enough to be disillusioned at any moment, but it still doesn't say anything.

This surprised me quite a bit.

The difference between ghosts and ordinary people is not particularly big, at least the ghosts with thinking are like this.

These ghosts must have their own reasons for doing this, such as that once they say something, they themselves will be punished.

With that in mind, I got another ghost out of the way.

I took a closer look, and this person turned out to be the same thing I cleaned up for the first time.

As soon as he saw me, a hint of fear flashed through the eyes of this ghostly creature. I've been keeping an eye out for his changes, so I can see this scene clearly.

"This ghost definitely has a mind of its own. ”

I thought so I asked, "What's your name?"

The ghost still didn't answer, and he didn't look like he was giving in.

"Is it true that if you say something, you will be attacked?"

After I said this, I noticed that the ghost thing nodded quickly.

Obviously, this ghost is under the control of other people, and may have been set up within the ban.

But once he says something, he will be punished.

"The other ghosts are in the same situation as yours?" I asked again.

The ghost nodded at me.

That's going to be difficult, and I'm looking at this thing with some confusion.

It's definitely impossible to let him out now.

But sending him to the underworld is not so suitable.

I thought to myself, and in the end I didn't make a decision.

After a while, I didn't make a choice.

Later, I thought that since Ma Mian hadn't been to the office for a while, he must have come over after the business was done.

When the time comes, let him deal with that.

In this way, outwardly, the problem is solved.

But in reality, this problem has not been completely solved.

Because the main messenger behind the scenes, that is, the existence of these ghosts, has not yet been found.

I vaguely felt that things were not that simple.

As soon as I stretched out my hand, I sent the ghost thing next to me into the magic weapon.

Although this incident is only a small episode, what happens later will be a big surprise.

In the blink of an eye, it was early Tuesday morning, and the time of the day had passed.

I woke up before the diligent Jade Blem, and walked to the door of the office and looked out.

This time there was no problem, and I didn't come alone for most of the day.

At that moment, I suddenly felt the ground shake under my feet.

My eyes widened and I looked down at my feet.

Soon, the shaking stopped.

When I looked again, I didn't see any changes around me.

I sensed something was wrong and looked around with a frown.

Suddenly, a figure appeared beneath my feet.

This figure is quite tall, but I have to say that it doesn't look like a human soul, but the soul of a monster after death.

He had already started another stage of cultivation, and the absence of a body made it easier for them to wander underground.

Seeing a demon soul with horns on its head, I subconsciously sacrificed the Wakaki sword, completely forgetting what I wanted to do before to catch him.

The youkai itself is restrained by the pure yang qi, and my mana is added to the Ruomu sword, so it is quite powerful.

(End of chapter)