The owner of the eyes is Zhang Xiaojing.

There was a strange mark on this Zhang Xiaojing's forehead.

The imprint is black, outlined in simple lines, the pattern is not complicated, but it looks extremely uncomfortable.

Lin Qianmo looked directly at those blood-red eyes.

Syllable.

The lights in the room suddenly went out.

Ye Zirui is gone, the beautiful woman is gone, and Zhang Xiaojing's face on the window is gone.

The whole room fell into dead silence and darkness, the air was cold, and the cold breath was blowing, making people feel hairy!

In absolute silence, the sound of marbles bouncing on the ceiling was heard again.

"Play this with me?"

"Peek-a-boo? Hide-and-seek? ”

Lin Qianmo sneered.

"I've wasted enough time!"

"No matter who you Zhang Xiaojing is, let me kill you at once!"

The voice fell.

The battle suit on Lin Qianmo's body emitted purple light, his body bowed slightly, and his whole person shot out like a cannonball.

The Great Ming King's divine power is launched!

The golden palm with a blazing yang energy slapped on the ceiling.

"Boom!"

The ceiling could not withstand the huge force, and it cracked inch by inch, collapsing directly, and dust overflowed in the room.

Simple and crude!

The sound of marbles is gone.

Lin Qianmo fell to the ground and looked at the empty space above his head.

"Come, will you play it to me again?"

There was no response, and after a few seconds, a dark wind hit behind me.

Lin Qianmo didn't think about it, smacked his whip leg, turned around and swept out.

Bang!

Zhang Xiaojing, who originally wanted to sneak attack Lin Qianmo, fell on the wall behind her with billowing black yin qi all over her body.

No, it can't be said to be a fall, but the whole soul body is sunk into the wall.

The huge force of this kick made most of the black yin qi on Zhang Xiaojing's body dissipate, and his soul body dimmed a little, obviously suffering a lot of damage.

Lin Qianmo took advantage of the momentum to move forward, and with a step on his feet, the floor tiles collapsed into powder, and his whole body turned into a purple streamer, with a golden mang, and hit Zhang Xiaojing who was stuck on the wall.

Imprint Zhang Xiaojing looked at Lin Qianmo resentfully, and in the face of Lin Qianmo's thunderous attack, he disappeared directly on the wall.

Lin Qianmo's eyes froze, and two spiritual sword qi flew out of his eyes.

The sharp sword qi carried majestic energy, and stabbed into the void at an extremely fast speed.

"Buzz!"

The void trembled, and black gas flashed.

The disappearing mark Zhang Xiaojing was stabbed by the sword qi, and the soul body was dim and then came out of the air.

"Dragon Catcher!"

Lin Qianmo raised his left hand, grabbed the void, and the blazing yang qi converged into a golden three-legged dragon claw, directly grabbing the imprint Zhang Xiaojing.

Lin Qianmo's hand was retracted, and the imprint Zhang Xiaojing was brought in front of him by the three-legged dragon claw.

When he was about to study it, the imprint Zhang Xiaojing's soul body couldn't stand the scorching yang energy, and it directly collapsed.

Evil Thoughts gain +12.

"That's it?"

Lin Qianmo was a little stunned.

He walked around all parts of the house and did not find Ye Zirui's soul.

"That's not right! After destroying ghosts the first few times, the souls of the deceased will turn into aura, so to speak, the matter is not over yet, where is Ye Zirui's soul? ”

After Lin Qianmo pondered for a while, he urged Daoyu and asked Daoyu to take him to his next destination.

……

Evil Thoughts gain +12.

This is the third time that Lin Qianmo has eliminated the imprint Zhang Xiaojing.

Lin Qianmo stood in the broken house, puzzled.

"Not done yet?"

"All three ghosts have the same power, and if I'm right, it's something to do with the marks on their foreheads."

"Ghosts are manipulated by imprints to harm people in the real world, who is in control of them? Is it the blurry figure that appears every time? ”

Lin Qianmo's two sword eyebrows furrowed.

According to his conjecture, the control of the Indian reporter is the final boss.

But he's already eliminated three ghosts, and the back controller doesn't even take action against him.

What is the purpose?

Is it waiting for the rabbit, or is there something else?

At this moment, Dao Yu once again shone forward.

Lin Qianmo did not hesitate, followed Daoyu, and moved forward again.

The purpose of entering the world of the dead is to protect the lives of the living and establish a heart for the dead.

The souls of the dead are not liberated.

He had to go.

Even if there is an unknown danger ahead, you have to go and see.

Two hours later.

Lin Qianmo's figure appeared at the school gate of Sunshine Primary School.

"It's back here again."

"I'd like to see if you can play with flowers?"

Lin Qianmo looked at the empty playground and walked into the school.

Truth be told, he hated the feeling of being clueless.

From beginning to end, the person behind the scenes properly plays the role of a rat living in the underground tunnel. Perhaps when Lin Qianmo first entered the school, the people behind the scenes had already discovered themselves.

But he never showed up head-on.

showed a puzzle and let Lin Qianmo guess and guess.

It feels bad to be led by the nose!

Click, click.

Lin Qianmo walked in the empty campus.

Daoyu guided him to a secluded place on campus.

In front is a detached house.

The house is only one floor, and the gate is made of iron sheets, which is somewhat old, and there is a large chain lock on the door, and half of the iron chains are rusted.

"School storeroom?"

Lin Qianmo was a little unsure.

Daoyu stopped by the gate and walked around, that thing was in the warehouse!

Lin Qianmo came to the door, stretched out his hand to pull the iron chain, and with a slight twist, the iron lock opened by itself.

"Whew-squeak!"

The door was pushed open.

It was pitch black inside, and I couldn't see my fingers.

But this does not affect Lin Qianmo, who has yin and yang eyes.

This is indeed the storehouse.

Inside, there were various equipment and some tables and chairs, which were covered with a layer of dust.

The declination angle on the left side of the storeroom.

A clean single table exudes an eerie glow.

There is a thick yin aura around it.

The souls of Ye Zirui, Zhang Tianqi, and Liu Shengyang knelt in front of the table, kowtowing constantly, like sinners apologizing.

Lin Qianmo's eyes were solemn, and he slowly approached the evil table.

As he got closer, he could feel the air around him thicken thickening.

Cold, damp, gray, all kinds of unusual smells come to the face!

Lin Qianmo didn't dare to be careless, and was on guard.

But until he walked to the table, nothing terrible happened.

Ye Zirui and the three of them were still kowtowing.

"Do you still want to pretend to be a ghost and hide your head and tail?"

Lin Qianmo snorted coldly, his eyes moved, he turned his palm, the golden light was clear, and a huge force poured out from his palm, slapping towards the evil table.

"Boom!"

The evil table couldn't withstand the bombardment of the divine power of the Great Ming King, and it was torn apart and shattered to the ground.

With the exception of one tabletop, which still glowed with an evil light, the rest of the splinters were back to normal.

Lin Qianmo picked up the tabletop and looked at it, and the center of the tabletop was engraved with a strange black mark.

It was from this mark that the evil light spread outward.

"That's where all cholera comes from?"