The wisp of life had just been born, and before he had recovered from his death, he turned a deaf ear to the silent questioning, and floated on the roof of the Volkswagen like a retarded person.

Silent and not angry, waiting until the skill cooled down, he threw out a reconnaissance shot again, and found out the information about the man.

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I see!

Suddenly, the eyes that looked at the man's soul became sharp and unkind.

Such a person does not deserve to die, but he does not deserve to live.

Why?

Because he's not a good guy.

What is the name of the man, he is too lazy to mention it, and only talks about things.

Here's the thing.

The man used to be an insurance salesman and was fired from the company because he was not in the right mind.

But he still pretended to be an insurance salesman, pirated a lot of fake documents, and took advantage of the public's ignorance and blank space in the insurance business to create a fictitious pension insurance.

Then he used this kind of pension insurance to collect money in small villages near Yancheng and illegally amass funds.

The old man who was deceived by him had three hundred, if not five hundred.

And this corpse ghost is a lonely old man who was deceived by him into the coffin book and died with hatred.

Shen Mo is extremely disdainful of this kind of lawbreaker who deceives the old people left behind.

Because they hurt not only an old man, but also a pair of children under the old man's knees.

Wouldn't it hurt to earn this kind of money without conscience?

Although the man is dead, the matter does not end because of this, and there will naturally be relevant departments to help the old people recover the defrauded money.

It's a pity that the old man's soul will fall into the eighteenth layer of purgatory, and suffer endless torment.

Shen Mo looked at the living soul in front of him, and with a flick of his wrist, a milky white holy light ignited, shining on the living soul body.

Yes!

The soul let out a painful roar, the burning pain inflicted on the soul, causing him to come back to his senses in an instant, staring at Shen Mo with a frightened and puzzled gaze, as if asking Shen Mo.

I don't even know you, why are you burning me?

How could silence answer such a boring question.

This question should have been answered by Lord Yama or God, and what Shen Mo did was to send his soul to meet them.

Ahem!

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid this creature doesn't even have the qualifications to meet them.

Within a few seconds, the soul was illuminated by the light and disappeared forever from this world.

Although silence has no right to deal with the affairs of the living, he still has the right to deal with the affairs of the dead.

Shen Mo felt that this living soul had the possibility of turning into a powerful ghost, so it must be destroyed immediately on the spot to prevent future troubles.

There's nothing wrong with this!

Silently dialed the number of the Ox team and told the Ox team what he knew.

"What? He's dead?! "Our colleagues in the Investigation Bureau have already set their eyes on him, the evidence has been collected, the funds have been frozen, and he is preparing to be arrested······ Rest assured, I'll do the rest, it's what we're supposed to do. ”

It turned out that the Bull Team had been eyeing this suspect for a long time.

In that case, there is no need for silence to worry about this matter.

Silently hung up the phone, returned to his car, breathed a sigh of relief, started the car, passed by the Volkswagen, and walked down the road.

Along the overgrown abandoned dirt road, another seven or eight hundred meters, Shen Mo finally came to the northern suburbs of the wasteland described in the mission.

It was an inaccessible wasteland, full of dead grass as far as the eye could see.

It is said that it was originally planned to build high-end villas, but unfortunately the company that prepared for the construction of this project was forced to suspend the project because of the broken capital chain.

Silently took advantage of the moonlight, parked the BMW in an inconspicuous corner, adjusted his state, got out of the car and plunged into the dead grass beside him.

According to the instructions of the mission, Shen Mo found a place where the withered grass was extremely thick, and used a simple scythe to cut the withered grass needed for summoning.

Then, according to the pattern, the dead grass is arranged into a strange pattern.

Everything is ready, and the rest is naturally the final summoning stage.

Shen Mo froze, looked around, and made sure that there was no one around, and then slowly took off his clothes.

Hiss!

The autumn wind blows through the crotch, and a layer of goosebumps can't help but rise, and against the autumn chill, the body is silently lowered and ready to lie down in the center of the (∮∮∮£±£∮∮∮) pattern.

The resilient withered grass cut across the silent skin, making people feel extremely uncomfortable and diaphragmatic, and he tried to find a comfortable angle for himself to lie down, and then assumed a "big" position as instructed.

"What's next?"

Shen Mo called up the mission instructions again, and after skimming through them, he slowly closed his eyes and silently recited the name of the terrifying scarecrow.

"Federtic!"

"Federtic!"

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As Shen Mo continued to silently recite the name of the terrifying scarecrow, gusts of yin wind gradually rose around him, rising through the summoning pattern, like countless sharp blades began to tear through the space around him, and ripples like water ripples appeared around him, even weird and terrifying.

Just when the silence was about to be eroded by these water ripples and fall into a dream.

Burst!

With a muffled sound, the yin wind suddenly stopped, and those ripples disappeared in an instant.

Shen Mo instantly came to his senses, opened his incomprehensible eyes, and looked around suspiciously.

"Failed?"

Shen Mo was very surprised, he was completely in accordance with the steps of the ritual, step by step to summon, how could it fail?

He went through the summoning ritual again, making sure he hadn't done anything wrong.

But the ritual did fail.

Why?!

Shen Mo was very confused, and subconsciously stood up, sat in the center of the pattern, and looked down at the crotch.

Hey?

I see.

Shen Mo suddenly realized that the posture was wrong, and what he had just posed was not the word "big".

If the posture is not right, how can you successfully summon a terrifying scarecrow?

Shen Mo reached down and pressed his belly.

This is the real "big" word!

Shen Mo followed the steps again to perform the summoning ritual, and soon the yin wind rose again, and the ripples were stirring.

His consciousness gradually became cloudy, like countless murmurs ringing in his ears, confusing his mind.

In a trance, the world swirled.

When Shen Mo opened his eyes again, he was no longer in the wasteland of the northern suburbs, but in an endless prairie.

There are countless knee-length grasses here, exuding a faint smell of blood, raise your hand to pick one, it is sticky in your hand, and gradually turns into blood and flows down your arm.

Looking up at the sky, the scarlet sky was pressed down heavily, giving people an extremely oppressive feeling, and a blood-colored waning moon hung high overhead, sprinkling a pale red light, making people's breathing become heavy and short.

It worked!

This is the silent dreamland!

So, where is Federtic, the scary scarecrow?