"Ah, there's such a thing." Zhao Xianglu looked surprised, as the director of the Wencheng Spiritual Law Committee, he must be very familiar with the jargon of the industry, so he can understand what Gao Yi is talking about.

The Ghost Gate Pass has always been a myth and rumor in people's hearts, but in fact, this thing is real, but in this era, there are really not many people who can open the Ghost Gate Pass anymore.

But Gao Yi is very worried, the evil spirit here is so strong, there is a high probability of the ghost gate, and the ghost gate is connected to the ghost world, that is where the ghost should stay, if it is opened, then the ghosts in the ghost world will break into the world. At that time, Wencheng will inevitably become a mess, and it will be ordinary people who are miserable.

"Director Zhao, judging from the current situation, if there is a ghost gate in this building, it should not be completely opened, we must go in to find the source of evil qi and solve it, if it is not dealt with in time, it will only become more and more tricky if it drags on, and I am afraid that the entire Wencheng will not be safe at that time." Gao Yidao.

"It makes sense, it makes sense."

Gao Yi directly led his disciples into the Rizhao Building, looking full of confidence, without any intention of hesitating, and soon disappeared in the eyes of everyone.

Zhao Xianglu looked at the entrance of the Rizhao Building in embarrassment, if someone who didn't have any skills at hand broke in, I am afraid it would only be sprinkled with enthusiasm in the snow of the cold winter wax moon, which was useless at all, so he did not choose to let ordinary police officers enter the Rizhao Building again, but personally brought a few good hands and walked into the Rizhao Building to find out.

……

Poof!

A knife cut off the last arm of the paper man, and looking at the paper man on the ground who had been torn apart, Shang Yan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It can be seen that the body of this paper man is made of several fists of thick paper, which leads to its terrifying defensive ability, even if Shang Yan uses an iron knife to cut it, it will have to cut dozens of knives to be able to slash from the outside to the innermost.

"Liao Jin, that paper man took away the female corpse, will something happen." Shang Yan asked.

"I don't know very well, Sanyin Hall has always done things strangely, the Netherworld Yin Gong, the Heavenly Cicada Gu Lao, and the Paper Man Zhang, how many good hands did Sanyin Hall send to Wencheng this time, so many famous evil people came to Wencheng at the same time, obviously to make a big move." Liao Jin's expression was a little solemn.

Although the government later concealed it with natural disasters and foreign thugs, some insiders still spread out the heretical organization of 'Sanyintang'.

For more than a decade, destroying the Sanyin Hall and arresting every famous member of this organization has been the top priority of the National Spiritual Law Committee.

But helplessly and the members of the Sanyin Hall are too cunning, so the arrest effect has always been very weak, and only a few minions have been caught for many years.

If the news that Shang Yan killed the Netherworld Yin Gong spread, he would definitely be famous in East China, but when Liao Jin talked to Shang Yan about this matter, Shang Yan took the initiative to refuse.

After all, he has an old father and mother, and he has not yet passed on the ancestry, and he is a young and suave little handsome guy, so he is really not suitable for such a big limelight, in case the members of the Sanyin Hall come over to beat him as a boss, it will be troublesome, although with the help of the blackboard, Shang Yan does not think that he can shake the entire Sanyin Hall.

"These people are already dead, and that paper figure is really inhumane to use a living person as a sacrifice." Burning all the human skins that had become evil because of bathing in the red corpses, Shang Yan and Liao Jin immediately ran up to the third floor, but they wanted to find traces of the paper figures.

However, the other party didn't know where to run for a long time, and the entire third floor was only roaming rotten monsters and some survivors who hid in time.

There was no way, Shang Yan could only sweep all the way with Liao Jin, and destroy all the rotten monsters they found one by one, as long as the death of a rotten monster could ensure the safety of those survivors in this building.

……

Rizhao Building, rooftop.

A three-zhang high ancient gatehouse stands on the ground.

The gatehouse has black pillars and red tiles, large white lanterns are hung high, and there are both ingenious wood carvings and fairy paintings under the plaques.

The plaque is written with three blood-red characters: 'Ghost Gate'.

Mrs. She and the long-legged beauty in the hot pants were standing in front of the Ghost Gate, both with happy expressions on their faces.

The Ghost Gate Pass, together with the things in the human world and the ghost world, can be said to be a magic weapon, or it can be said to be a building, but no one knows who created the Ghost Gate Pass.

"Dead lady, what should I do if the cicada Gu Lao and the paper man Zhang went to run errands and haven't come back for so long, you can make some way to ask." Mrs. She suddenly asked impatiently.

The long-legged beauty immediately twisted her waist, pouted her ass slightly, and said: "Oops~ Everyone told you to call me the daughter of the little fairy who painted the skin, why are you still a dead ladyboy and a dead ladyboy." ”

Mrs. She's expression was disgusted: "Either be a man or a woman, there is a stick hidden in the crotch of neither men nor women, and she deliberately learns to dress up as a woman, a dead lady." ”

"Hmph~ You're necrotic~" The painted skin fairy snorted, looking so charming.

Mrs. She said: "Hurry up and ask those two people, if you delay the matter, none of us can afford the punishment from Niangniang's side." ”

The painted skin fairy was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly took out a fifteen-inch piece of human skin, and began to write on it with her slender jade fingers.

The paper man Zhang rushed to the rooftop in the corridor, and the white paper giant arm behind him held the red corpse tightly, at this time the paper man Zhang suddenly slowed down and took out a piece of human skin from his arms, and saw a line of words slowly emerging on the human skin.

Okay? When to come?

The paper figure quickly wrote: Returning.

Then he stuffed back into the human skin and continued to quicken his pace.

And somewhere in the Rizhao Building.

The Heavenly Cicada Gu Lao stared at a black wooden coffin that was mostly half embedded in the cement wall not far away.

He also took out the human skin and slowly wrote a few words:

The hour has not yet come.

The surroundings of the black wooden coffin have become a pitch black place, as if it has been completely smeared with ink, and there is a terrible darkness.

Even the Heavenly Cicada Gu Elder didn't dare to walk into this pitch-black range, but watched the black wooden coffin from a distance.

The black wooden coffin is full of gold rings, and the jade bells are connected with the gold rings, which looks golden and rich, but it is such a coffin, but it has dangers that ordinary people can't imagine.

Pinching his fingers and thinking for a moment, the Heavenly Cicada Gu Elder lifted a man who was unconscious at his feet, and threw it towards the black wooden coffin.