Monk Shi and I looked at each other for a long time, until a cool breeze blew, and I had a cold war: "What were those people just now?" ”

Monk Shi said in a trembling voice: "It seems to be a ghost, my soul bell trembled...... What the hell is this? ”

The Soul Bell can sense the existence of ghosts, but when it is used as a personal magic weapon for warlocks, it is not necessary for the Soul Bell to tremble when it encounters any ghosts, otherwise, at night, the warlock will be disturbed by the harmless wandering ghosts.

Monk Shi's soul bell rang once, which can only show that the ghost around us once released their breath slightly because of some mistake, but immediately hid their breath after the soul bell rang, and lurked again, waiting for the opportunity.

From the time they shot to the time they evacuated, there was not a trace left except for the corpses on the ground and the abandoned taxi. Is this a ghost? It's simply a bunch of killers, well-trained killers.

Monk Shi and I cleaned up the scene, hurriedly got out of the grass, and when we continued along the road, an idea suddenly popped into my head: "Monk, you say, will there be a third party in this business?" ”

Monk Shi turned around and said, "What third party?" ”

I said, "We and Duan Yunfei are on the same side. Although we are in a hostile relationship, we are always dealing with ghosts, so we are on one side; The ghost that Guan Tianyan encountered is counted as one side; The killer we just ran into was a third party. ”

I saw that Monk Shi didn't understand, and continued: "The driver was beheaded just now, just like the ghost that Guan Tianyan encountered. The killers should not have targeted us, but the decapitated ghosts, otherwise, they would not have suddenly stopped. We must have crashed into their ambush circle. ”

"Ghosts kill ghosts?" Monk Shi glared and said, "Your judgment is unreliable?" Those killers are not shady, what the hell are you killing if you have nothing to do? Unreliable, unreliable......"

"It's a little unreliable." It was because I wasn't sure of my own judgment that I asked Monk Shi to help me with my staff, and when he said this, I also felt that my thoughts were a bit outrageous, so I simply stopped thinking about it, and accelerated my pace to walk through the range of Yingshan Temple, hitchhiked into the city, and rushed to Kangning Hospital.

When I arrived, I learned that Kangning Hospital was the only psychiatric hospital in the city, and it was full of mentally ill people. The final clue will be on a madman?

But now that I'm here, I can't go back halfway, at least I'll have to see the person who appeared in the ghost's eye money.

Monk Shi and I bypassed the front desk of the hospital and sneaked to the door of ward 608. When I looked in from the window of the door of the ward, the patient on the bed happened to look out, exactly like I saw with the ghost eye money.

But the man and I looked at him in awe, and I remember that when I saw each other in the ghost money, he had a horrified expression.

Monk Shi was behind me, and I was separated by a door from the other party......

I jerked out the rakshasa and stabbed it at the door. The three-foot-long blade disappeared into the board in an instant, and the three ghost coins on the knife spun wildly, even bringing a burst of wind like a ghost crying.

Didn't hit! I'm sure there must be a ghost in the house, otherwise, the ghost money wouldn't have turned. However, my knife did not lead to anything, where is the ghost?

As soon as the thought came to my mind, a layer of blood-red liquid fell above the door. The blinding color of blood was like a curtain rolling down from the door, obscuring my vision for a moment.

I tried to kick the door again, but it was already a step too late - the door was only about three meters away from the hospital bed, and at this distance, even if it was as fast as thunder, it could not save the lives of the people in the house.

In the nick of time, I grasped the hilt of the knife with both hands and jerked the long knife upward. The back of the Rakshasa knife was like a blade under the infusion of true qi, and it tore a hole in the door like a bamboo. Between the frost condensed on the knife edge and the shattered sawdust flying at the same time, the Ghost Eye Money also stopped instantly.

"Misfortune is coming!" I grabbed the long knife in one hand, and slammed the other to the bottom of the hilt. The three-foot-long knife came out of my hand like a sharp arrow, and slammed into the room, and I took a step back and kicked the door with my legs.

The moment I broke the door of the ward and folded the page, a ghost cry followed. I broke into the room when the windows around the room burst in the cacophony of sound.

Before I could see what was going on inside the house, a ghostly wind swept in through the window. The palm-sized glass was like a hidden weapon shot by a martial arts master, and when the strong wind whistled and flew in, I wanted to pull back and retreat, but Monk Shi had already arrived at the door. If I retreated again, not only would I not be able to dodge the glass, but even Monk Shi would be knocked to the ground by me, and he would be crushed by the impending ghosts.

I saw the glass flying closer, but I couldn't avoid it, so I simply grabbed the quilt on the bed and blocked it in front of me. Before the Xuanming True Qi in my hand had completely covered the quilt, dozens of glass shards had already torn open the surface of the quilt, and in the blink of an eye, sharp corners were shining through the back of the quilt. I didn't break the glass of the quilt in time, but I pushed the quilt that I held in the air and stuck it to me.

The Xuan Ming True Qi that surged out of my palm also covered the quilt in an instant. The quilt lifted against my chest was frozen to a point less than two inches from me before it could touch my chest.

At the same time, a sharp and piercing ghost cry also suddenly arose in the ward of less than 30 square meters. At that moment, it seemed that three or five ghosts were frantically fighting each other near me, and even in that moment, the chaotic ghost cry suddenly fell silent.

When I let go of the corners of the quilt with both hands, I saw a ghost half-kneeling on the patient's body, covering the person's mouth and nose with one hand, and holding the dagger high with the other, and stabbing the man in the center of the eyebrow.

"Open-" I emptied my palms in the middle of a roar, pushed half a foot sideways, and the energy in my hands roared out. The sword-wielding ghost only glanced sideways at me, and was blown up by the true qi. The moment the upside-down figure rushed to the window, I stepped on the edge of the bed, jumped up, and slapped the ghost again.

The ghost shadow's palm subconsciously pressed towards the window frame, trying to rebound with force and then return to its original position, and the empty air wave had already blasted towards the window frame. The alloy window frame snapped and flew out of the building with the ghost, and my feet fell to the ground at the same time.

But before I could stand still, I heard a strong wind whistling behind me. I instinctively twisted around and slapped my palm, only to see Monk Shi's long stick swept past my eyes and hit the wall behind the head of the bed.

Although I didn't see Monk Shi beating anything, after the long stick fell, it set off a green fire on the wall. When the strange light of the fire fell like a waterfall on the hospital bed, I pulled out my dagger and broke the strap that was tied to the patient's body, and dragged the person up from the bed.

Before the man could stand firmly, several security guards blocked the door: "What are you doing?" ”

"Hit out!" I couldn't explain the situation, and I couldn't waste time with a few security guards, so I just put the man on my shoulder and jumped over the hospital bed to pick up the rakshasa. Monk Shi beckoned to the security guards with his fists and feet, and in a few strokes, he knocked down three or four security guards and rushed out of the hospital with me.

The two of us circled around the hospital for half a circle and then retreated and hid in a warehouse in the corner of the hospital. After I put the man down, he said in a trembling voice, "Who are you?" ”

"The man who came to save you!" I subconsciously replied, and then I didn't know how to pick it up.

If someone suddenly stood in front of me and said, "You've been haunted by a ghost, we're here to save you," would I believe it? Definitely not. The same is probably true of the man.

Monk Shi said without scruples: "Do you have anything to do with Guan's company?" If not, we're looking for the wrong person. If so, I can tell you that the Guan company has caused a lot of trouble because of the development project, and many people have died unexplained. We accepted Kwan's offer to bring back their staff. However, you don't seem to be on the list. Are you one of their people? ”

"I am, I am ......," the man nodded again and again, "I am the chief designer of Guan's Real Estate, and my name is Chen Lei." You can ask the boss or the eldest lady! I'm really designer Chen Lei! ”

I frowned slightly and deliberately said, "You're a designer?" Why didn't I see you on the Guan list? ”

How many chief designers does Kwan have? If Chen Lei is the project designer, who is the person Ji Liping contacts?

Chen Lei gritted his teeth and said: "Ji Liping, that slut, must be a ghost made by him and her!" If it weren't for her, I wouldn't have been here. ”

After glancing at Monk Shi and I, I asked in a deep voice, "Isn't Ji Liping Guan Tianyan's assistant?" Last night, she also contacted the chief designer of the project to ask for drawings, and the person also talked to her on the phone. ”

"Bullshit!" Chen Lei burst into anger and said, "The designer of the fart! I'm the chief designer of Guan's family! It was Ji Liping's slut who hooked up with Zhang Haobo's brute and stole my design results. ”

Chen Lei sneered: "Zhang Haobo's bullshit is not a thing, even if he gets my preliminary drawings, what can he do?" With his head, without me, he would not have been able to build the final frame. ”

According to common sense, if Ji Liping contacted Zhang Haobo, then the other party should not deliberately shirk the fact that the design drawings were not completed and refused to appear in the company.

Could it be that Ji Liping was acting all the time last night, and no one answered on the other end of the phone at all, but the real designer was sent to a mental hospital?

"Huh?" I said in a deep voice, "Tell me yourself, how did you come here, and what about the blueprints developed by the Guan family?" ”

Chen Lei raised his head and said, "Do you have any cigarettes?" Give me one! ”

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