The dust fluttered in the light shining through the pig iron railing, like many living spirits, but in Sun Yang's eyes, it was more of a ghostly aura that was gradually becoming dim under the sunlight.

There are ghosts here, and there is more than one.

Which of them will be?

Xie Yongsi does not have photos of the scene of the murder, but Sun Yang still found the photos from the police from the archives of the Special Cases Administration Bureau through Ma Bin's connections.

"Why didn't the Special Cases Administration get rid of this haunted house?" Sun Yang was a little puzzled.

"Who knows?" Ma Bin shook his head. "There is no record of this in the archives, maybe they don't think this place affects the overall situation, so they don't focus on this place?"

The scene in the photo is terrible, even if he has seen many death scenes, Sun Yang still can't calm down in the face of such a picture.

Almost the entire conference room was streckled with blood, some of which looked apparently small corpse parts.

The custodian who had entered the conference room with explosives had been blown to pieces, and there was little way to identify his bones. The two directors who tried to stop him from entering and dragged him out of the conference room were almost as dead as he was. Then there were the managers who were seated closest to the door, the clerks who happened to pass by the door, and the waiters with hot water bottles who were about to enter the conference room to refill the boiling water.

In the photo, almost the entire room was covered with blood and human limbs and corpses, but the old man of the Xie family, who was presiding over the meeting at the time, did not suffer any harm because he was sitting in the innermost position of the conference room, but was intimidated because of this, and he could not see things from then on, and died of a heart attack a few years later.

The Xie family did not completely withdraw from the office building at the beginning, but only closed for a while. But one after another, some people saw the tragic deaths, and some people were even frightened into mental disorders, so the Xie family finally had to give up this office building that was built less than two years ago, and continued to encounter setbacks for no reason for a period of time after that, and almost sank.

Sun Yang originally wanted to ask Xie Yongsi to help find out the birthdays of the deceased, especially the treasurer, and directly summoned him to ask what happened at that time. But thirty years have passed in a flash, and many of the materials have long been missing, and this requirement cannot be fulfilled at all.

So he simply went straight here to see what was going on.

It seems that there are a lot of ghosts, but it doesn't seem to be very powerful. Two or three regular versions of the Filthy Charm should do the trick?

Sun Yang thought so.

He went downstairs and walked down the long passage back to the side door, where the janitor was still drinking, and looked drunk.

This made Sun Yang's plan to ask him about the situation completely failed.

Why did the Xie family hire such a person to be on duty at this place? Or is there no one else willing to come and work here?

Such questions only passed through his mind for a moment, and were quickly thrown aside. After all, with his current ability, solving the problem here is just a gesture, and there is no need to invest too much energy at all.

"How's it going?" When he walked into Xinzhai's shop, he saw that Lu Xiaoling was the only one busy inside.

"Nothing special, just small things." Sun Yang shook his head absentmindedly. "Where's Li Li?"

"I went to watch a movie with Ma Bin." Lu Xiaoling smiled. "Anyway, there shouldn't be too many people on Monday."

"Have those guys been here?" Sun Yang asked.

Lu Xiaoling knew that he was referring to the three members of the Psychic Society, so she shook her head. "Hurry up and brush those dirty dishes!" She said to Sun Yang.

Sun Yang kissed her on the face across the counter, and then walked to the alley at the back door, a large basin of dirty dishes and cups was stored in a large plastic basin, he carefully looked around, and after confirming that there was no one, he quickly took out a ghost talisman.

"Immortal ......," a ghost with a long tongue appeared in front of him in fear.

"Hurry up and help me clean these things." Sun Yang was not verbose, and said directly. "Also, put your tongue away and don't get into cups and saucers. Be careful, don't be seen, and help me put it all in the sterilizer over there! ”

The hanged man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect to be instructed to do such a thing.

"Hurry up!" Sun Yang said.

"Yes!"

"You're lazy again!" Seeing Sun Yang come back so soon, Lu Xiaoling said angrily.

"Haha~ Are you reading this book again?" Sun Yang smiled and tried to divert the topic.

The ability of the ghosts summoned by the ordinary version of the ghost talisman is not too strong, but it is both obedient and efficient to do things, and it is really against his identity as a yin and yang celestial master to have such convenience. Now he even secretly uses these ghosts to deal with the private land at home, loosening the soil, catching insects, watering and fertilizing, and by the way, he can also clean the room.

Sometimes he even thinks that even if he doesn't catch ghosts and doesn't open a shop, he should be able to live a good life somewhere on the edge of the city to contract a large piece of land to grow vegetables, flowers and fruit trees.

Sun Ran couldn't help but often think, what did those ancient ghost servants not know what they were instructing the ghosts to do? It stands to reason that such an ability should be able to replace many people's repetitive work, and in a sense, it is even better than the most advanced robots at present. Machines or something, there is no competitiveness at all in the face of this kind of spell, why didn't a stable production method be formed because of this, and finally let the machine develop?

"Are you thinking nonsense again?" As soon as Lu Xiaoling saw his expression, she knew that he was in a daze again, so she gently tapped his head with the book in her hand.

"Xiaoling, I really can't figure it out." Sun Yang shook his head. "Ghosts can help people do a lot of things, they are not affected by the terrain, they don't need to consume more energy or materials than a little bit of real qi, they can do a lot of work, and they do it quickly and well. Logically speaking, in ancient times, when there were many monks who could serve ghosts, people's living standards should be very high! Why is this the way we are seeing? ”

"Who would use ghost magic for housework like you!" Lu Xiaoling replied amusefully and angrily.

"But that's where they work best!" Sun Yang said. "Well, even if you don't use them for housework, it should be very efficient to use them for prospecting, right? Even the steps of drilling to take the core are left, and the results obtained are more detailed and realistic. What about using them to heal the sick? They can go directly into people's bodies and remove those lesions, better than the best surgeons, right? Even if it's cancer! There are also deep-sea exploration, firefighting...... Almost all the tasks that are dangerous or difficult to do by human means can be done very easily, and why is no one doing it? ”

He remembered the Qingqiu he had been to, where there were two sects that were good at serving ghosts, the Xuanming Sect and the Soul Sect, but the people who were still working hard in the fields were still black and thin people, and everything was still primitive and backward.

It was already their last stronghold, so why didn't they try to run their own territory in this way, and completely liberate the people there from such labor to do something more meaningful to them?

"I don't know." Lu Xiaoling had never thought about this question, she thought for a while and shook her head again. "I really don't know."