Chapter 114: Ghost Burial Team Headquarters

Suddenly, I saw a white-faced ghost covered in green light, a light blue denim suit, flat head, and five official heads, looking at me with a smile.

"That's enough, Ah Huo, this sword just now, if it cuts you, it's enough for you to endure for a few days."

"Brother, stop it."

I looked at the ghost in front of me, it was not simple, and the fingers that I had cut off were taken back.

"It hurts."

All of a sudden, I saw that the ghosts of the entire cemetery had retreated respectfully and disappeared.

"Are you the head of this?" I asked.

"Boy, you don't even know Brother Fei."

"Xiaohuo, you shut up." The white-faced ghost roared.

"My name is Wu Fei, what about you? Brothers. ”

"Zhang Qingyuan."

All of a sudden, the two ghosts in front of me looked surprised and looked around at me.

"Oh, Brother Zhang, I was offended just now, don't be surprised." The ghost called Xiaohuo, all of a sudden, smiled and smiled, and the fire on his body was extinguished at once, and his body was twice as small, half a head shorter than me.

"Brother Zhang, I don't know what you are doing in our small place?"

I blinked, how the ghost in front of me, all of a sudden, turned 360 degrees.

Suddenly, I remembered what Uncle Mo said, looking at the two ghosts.

"I'm really sorry today." I said hurriedly.

Then we told them the purpose of coming here, and the little fire, carrying a shovel and a hoe, helped us dig up.

After getting the carrion from the corpse oil, we decided to leave.

"Brother Zhang, if I have time in the future, I, Wu Fei, hope to come to the door in person and visit you."

I sighed, but after thinking about it, I asked about the current ghost path.

"Oh, it seems that Brother Zhang, I don't know yet, although I haven't seen any ghost venerable, but now, the ghost path is in the yang world, and the power has begun to be divided, and ghosts like us either belong to one side or can only wait for death, so ......what about it?"

I sighed, and went down the mountain with Lan Ruoxi, remembering what Sima Ying had told me that this was the case back then, even if it was at the level of a green ghost, you can only choose which side to belong to, otherwise it will be excluded.

"Qingyuan, you have to be careful."

I looked at Lan Ruoxi and nodded, the car kept moving forward in the dark night, I stared out the window, a little stunned.

Yin Qiujian killed his own hundred ghosts with his own hands, this is what Sima Ying said, I remembered this again, somehow, my heart was a little blocked.

"Qingyuan, when the matter is over, I'll go with you to take a good break."

I sighed and looked at Lan Ruoxi.

"No, no, it's okay, since I choose to believe in Yin Qiujian, I won't want to turn back, but I think that he is alone, as if he has been over for so many years, and has no friends, but now, I am his friend."

At 3 a.m., we returned to the unit building, waiting for us with a smile on our faces.

"Oh, brother, it's pretty fast, it's almost, collect these three things, later, I'll teach you, how to crack that formation, you just need to enter the headquarters of the Ghost Burial Team and destroy that formation."

Then Lan Ruoxi listened carefully to Yin Qiujian, I just felt a little tired, and I wanted to take a bath and sleep, so I went back to the room.

Half an hour later, I walked out of the rain, and it scared me, and I sat in the living room, drinking tea, as if I had first seen him.

"Brother, what's the matter?"

"You killed your own hundred ghosts with your own hands, is it true?"

I asked, and all of a sudden, Yin Qiu smiled, and the back looked at me expressionlessly.

"It's true."

I chuckled in my heart, looking at him, I thought he wouldn't be like this, but the realistic answer was a great stimulus to me.

"Why?"

"There's no why, brother, go to bed early, you should know, in the future, you will know."

After leaving in the middle of the hatred, in a daze, I fell asleep.

Then, two days passed, and the preparations were ready, and after Lan Ruoxi and Officer Shi talked on the phone, they said that they wanted to check some information, and got his permission.

We were invited to go to the Funeral Ghost Team, which is near the planting area in the east of the city, but I always felt in my heart that I was at a loss.

"In the end, will there be a problem if you destroy that formation?"

Lan Ruoxi shook her head.

"I don't know, but the Ghost Burial Team, for so many years, there has never been a ghost invasion, relying on that formation."

At about 3 o'clock in the afternoon, there were endless fields and rows of greenhouses in front of me, and some orchards could be faintly seen, and large areas were connected together.

As we drove along the field road, we got closer and closer, and we saw a complex of buildings covering a very large area, and at the top of the main building, a large badge, was a ghost character, and in the middle, it was divided by the waist.

There are high iron fences all around, and in the yard, there are all kinds of facilities, all for exercise, and some people who look like new students are practicing in an orderly manner.

Our car drove to a large open space next to the main building, on which black vans were parked.

"Brother Zhang, Ruoxi, you are here, hehe."

Officer Shi was already waiting for us, and then we walked into the main building, a large and clean hall, which seemed to be nothing special.

There is only one step of the big elevator, you can go up, the door on the right, give two big locks, firmly locked, and on the door, a gossip is drawn, and dense runes are written around it.

"What about the Man in the Iron Mask?" Lan Ruoxi asked.

"It's in the freezer on the first basement floor!"

I let out a sigh, and then Officer Stone took us to the elevator to the first basement floor.

As soon as I went out, I was amazed that in a huge underground space, there were tube-shaped, capsule-like transparent cabinets, some of which contained zombies, and some of which contained nothing.

"Brother Zhang doesn't know yet, Ruoxi has been here many times."

"This is to use special talisman water to put the ghost inside, and then freeze it." I sighed, and sure enough, in a cabinet, I saw the Man in the Iron Mask, who was in a different place, and had frozen and crashed into the capsule cabinet.

"By the way, Ruoxi, the information, what do you want to check below?"

"Many years ago, the last issue of the Ghost Burial Team, those elites, disappeared."

Officer Shi glanced at her thoughtfully, took the key, turned on the elevator, and we came to the second basement floor, with rows of bookshelves stacked with information bags.

Some people were tidying up, Lan Ruoxi walked over, and after explaining the intention, someone took us to the bookshelf in the back, with a number on it, 0015.

"This is 15 years ago, so take your time."

Then Lan Ruoxi looked serious and looked for it.

Officer Shi was on the side, and after looking at it for a while, he left, and there was no one around, I looked at it, the number of shelves, at least hundreds, the largest number, I saw 0473, and at this moment, I saw that an old kraft paper bag was written top secret, and on it, there was a big Yin character written on it.

I hurriedly ran over, and just then, someone came and stopped me.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, the information here needs the above instructions before it can be consulted."

I sighed, looked at it in a daze, and then returned to Lan Ruoxi, who was still looking at the information in the bag.

I leaned over, and at this time, Lan Ruoxi looked around and whispered.

"5 floors underground, the Great Zhou Tian has no shape like the heart of the lore array, I have to find a way to get the key."

But in desperation, I had to look around, always wanting to see, the information in the old kraft paper bag, helplessly, I came to the cabinet number 0007.

Each string of numbers here represents how many years ago, and every year passes, the numbering will shrink downward, because the number plate is active.

I casually took out a brown paper bag, looked at it, and inside was a case, and there were two big red characters on it, to no avail.

The case records a photo studio, and the photos taken are lifelike and very popular, but as time goes on, the people who have taken the photos will start to lose their spirits, get sick, and finally die, and it is said that the photos will change accordingly.

Turning to the back, there was a large stack of photos, I looked at them, and I was shocked, many of the people in the photos looked like walking dead, sunken eyes, and yellowed skin.

I hurriedly put it away, and then I saw an unsuccessful case, the case of the sunken body in the lake, Wild Duck Lake, 12 people died for 12 months in a row, and so far, there is still no trace of the ghost, the attached photos are some drowned people, and the strange thing is that everyone has a bright red lip print on their neck.

Unconsciously, it was afternoon, and it was time to eat, Officer Shi came to call us, and we returned to it, Lan Ruoxi's eyes stared at Officer Shi from time to time, and the key to control the elevator in his hand.

"Qingyuan, I'll find a way to get Officer Shi drunk later."

I sighed, and sure enough, when it was time to eat, Hu Tianshuo and a few other people from the ghost burial team sat at a table with us.

We will be in a big cafeteria, and the dishes we eat are very popular.

"Qingyuan, let's have a drink today."

Hu Tianshuo shouted, took a disposable cup, and poured me a full glass.

I swallowed, blinked, Lan Ruoxi winked at me, she sat next to Officer Shi, and then raised her glass violently.

"Officer Shi, I salute you." As he spoke, he drank a glass of white wine, and I was shocked.

"Ruoxi, you don't usually drink, alas, okay." Officer Shi raised his glass and drank it.

I saw Lan Ruoxi's uncomfortable look, and the rest of the Ghost Burial Team began to coax.

Lan Ruoxi kept glaring at me, and she looked shaky.

I stubbornly took my glass, and walked over.

"Today, the two of you are discussing to get me drunk." Officer Shi was also energetic, without saying a word, he poured the cup full and dried, I looked at the white wine in the cup dumbfounded, bursts of sweat, and my forehead appeared.