Chapter 5: Captain Supernatural VS Weak Chicken Celestial Master (4)
In the end, the ghosts reluctantly went.
It's not too late for a little ghost to take revenge.
They'll be back.
As soon as the ghosts left, Yinsheng put away his gun and walked towards Fu Du, who was not far away.
Fu Jue carefully put the sword into the sword box, and was just about to leave when he saw a woman in a black trench coat walking towards him.
With long hair and waist-length hair, the temperament that fades out of the red dust is incompatible with this world, and there are ancient aristocratic rituals when walking.
The moonlight slanted down, as if she was draped in a silver-gray gauze, and if it weren't for the shadow under this person's feet, Fu Jue would almost have drawn his sword.
Seeing that the other party was a human, Fu Jue threw the sword on his back, and his temperament changed, like a monk who does not eat fireworks in the world.
With a light smile on his face, he seemed to have seen through everything.
As it is commonly known, the second disease was committed.
"Your identity is the captain of the special team of country Z, and you came to Qingling City this time mainly for three supernatural incidents."
"Because the case is difficult, the boss specially invited Fu Jue to assist." The system explained in a cold voice.
As he spoke, Yin Sheng had already walked in front of Fu Du, holding a document in his hand.
The voice was light but not cold, "I'm the leader of the special operations team, and this is my credential." ”
Looking at the documents, Fu Jue raised his eyebrows, and his warm voice sounded leisurely, "I've heard that you have solved dozens of supernatural cases, I'm curious, what do you people in this industry think of ghosts and gods?" ”
Yinsheng put away his papers, and his voice returned to its usual gentleness, "I'm also curious, are ghost trappers as idiots as you are?" ”
If you don't believe in ghosts and gods, then why do there exist special task forces, doesn't it feel stupid to ask?
Isn't this man a fool?
Fu Du: "......"
He felt insulted to his personality.
I don't do this business.
But thinking of that large sum of money, Fu Jue was intimidated, and with this money, he could go to participate in the once-in-a-decade grandmaster assessment.
Become a grandmaster of the ghost hunting world.
Thinking of this, he tried to maintain his gentle appearance, pretending not to hear what he had just said, "Which case does Miss Yinsheng plan to know about first?" ”
Yinsheng put his hands in his pockets and said, "Let's go to the villa three hundred meters away from here first." ”
"Are you sure?" Fu Jue looked at Yinsheng in disbelief, that villa was not even sure to him, this woman must be too confident!
"Am I asking for your opinion?" Yinsheng glanced at him, turned around and walked in the direction of the villa.
Fu Jue hurriedly followed, thinking in his heart about how much money he should ask for this woman to be in danger for a while.
That's right, in his heart, human life is equal to money.
If this person has no money, not only will he not be able to save him, but he may even go up and step on his feet.
Well, that's right.
Leaving the forest garden, I stepped onto a narrow path, which was surrounded by weeds, and even the road was almost out of sight.
The cold wind slowly swept through with the smell of rotting corpses, making people feel sick and deep fear at the same time.
The stone path was only halfway built, and it seemed to end in a hurry, the road was rough and wet.
Because no one has been moving for many years, it is covered with a layer of moss, and if you are not careful, you will slip.
The surroundings were deserted and gloomy, except for the villa, which was surrounded by weeds.
The white walls were stained with black in many places, and I don't know if it was the blood of the dead or what.
Under the moonlight, the villa became more and more white and dilapidated, and the whole villa was full of strange colors.