In half an hour, Ding Jiu saw the man and woman from the Spirit Machine Bureau again, and this time Qin Ming didn't follow him.

The night was thick, and the attention of the two of them was on the corpse after they came, and Ding Jiu stood in the distance, and neither of them saw Ding Jiu.

Yang Ming pinched the magic trick with his left hand, and dragged the dragon-seeking compass with his right hand, and the magnetic needle on the compass rotated, and it was fixed in one direction after a while.

After looking at the position pointed by the compass, the two said a few words to Hu Mengxiang and left.

Hu Mengxiang said goodbye to the team, took the lead in getting into the police car, Ding Jiu and the fat man also followed, and the group returned to the criminal police team.

Ding Jiu got out of the car and said that he wanted to go back to the dormitory to rest, because he was still on vacation, and Hu Mengxiang also agreed.

The fat man guessed that Ding Jiu must take action, and Zhang Luo wanted to follow, Ding Jiu said helplessly: "Take your duty well, don't come out with me, I'm sure this time." ”

The fat man still wanted to insist, but Hu Mengxiang called him to work, and the fat man had to give up.

Ding Jiu changed his clothes and sneaked out of the criminal police team without asking for leave.

At eleven o'clock in the evening, Xingcheng was silent except for the occasional car whizzing by, and the shops on both sides of the road had their roller shutters pulled down.

Ding Jiu walked alone on the empty street, with spikes and chains coiled around his hands, forming a peculiar trend.

This is the ghost search lock trick, not wrapped around the evil ghost, but used on oneself, to detect the ghost, to find the trace.

The spike raised slightly, pointing in one direction, and Ding Jiu followed the spike's point and walked quickly.

Ding Jiu walked but found that the direction pointed by the tip of the thorn was getting closer and lower, he was stunned, and looked at the soles of his feet as he walked.

Underground? Water ghosts and ghosts that burrow into the ground?

Ding Jiu was thinking about it, when suddenly a black manhole cover of the round Bu Midwinter came into his sight.

Ding Jiu stopped, looked left and right, and then hooked the manhole cover with a chain, a foul smell came to his nose, and Ding Jiu retched.

He decided to change one.

After opening several manhole covers one after another, Ding Jiu finally found one that didn't smell so heavy, just a little musty, and he could still bear it.

Ding Jiu took a deep breath of the fresh air outside and jumped into the sewer in a tragic mood.

The sewers in Xingcheng City were once overhauled by the government, and it was rainy in the south, so it was not too old, but it could only allow one person to bend over and pass.

Ding Jiu, who was walking in the cramped sewers, remembered the once sensational "Crazy Stone", in which Huang Bo played the role exactly the same as his current state.

With a flashlight, Ding Jiu groped forward, the space was too narrow Ding Jiu couldn't turn around, and it didn't feel good that he couldn't see behind him, he always felt itchy behind him, so he turned the short-handled spike behind him and scratched it.

When Ding Jiu jumped down, the spikes were already pointing down almost vertically, so Ding Jiu tried to be as light as possible and be on guard.

Creak!

Ding Jiu subconsciously controlled the spike chain to rise!

A rat rolled in front of Ding Jiu, its fat body writhing and disappearing into the depths of the sewer.

Ding Jiu felt that his nerves were a little too tense, and he wanted to take a deep breath to calm the accelerated heartbeat, but he was almost smoked to death.

Tick tock......

As soon as he put his mind at ease, Ding Jiu suddenly heard the sound of ticking water, at first it seemed to come from far away, but the sound of counting the breath time went from far to near, and finally it seemed to be close to his ears!

The long-handled spikes turned violently, buzzing like a poisonous snake, and the spikes pointed straight behind Ding Jiu!

Ding Jiu felt water dripping on his back, and it became wet, and a trace of slippery hair wrapped around his neck.

Ding Jiu's wrist flipped over, and the spikes of the short handle hidden in the clothes behind him thrust straight back with a clang.

With a ding, it seemed to have pierced the iron plate, Ding Jiu felt that the spikes were stuck and couldn't move, and there were strands of hair wrapped around the chains!

Ding Jiu's fingers pinched, and the intricate lines on the spikes slowly shone, and suddenly a black flame appeared on the chain out of thin air.

A sharp howl rang in Ding Jiu's ears, almost piercing his eardrums.

Ding Jiu turned his body with great effort, and the dirty mud on both sides of the sewer rubbed on his body.

Ding Jiu's flashlight shone in front of him, and his long hair filled the entire sewer, dancing around like a living vine.

The short-handled spikes were inserted into the middle of the hair group, and at this moment, a quiet black flame was rapidly expanding, and a sharp howl was revealed from the hair group.

Ding Jiu didn't rush to do anything again when he saw this scene, he touched his neck, thinking about why every ghost wanted to strangle him, so couldn't he be given another way to die?

The charred hair fell out of the hair clump, bringing a burning smell, and a face that hung upside down and was swollen like a fathead fish was revealed.

The grimace can't tell the difference between men and women, the eyelids are gone, only a pair of violent eyeballs like fish eyes, the swollen face is divided to both sides, and the lips have swelled into an O-shape, it stands to reason that it should be very happy to look at, but with the swollen and purple skin, it can only make a cool breath come out of the back of the spine.

The fat-headed fish's face was hideously twisted at this time, and several twisted strands of hair came out of the hair group, and the tips of the hair were shining with cold light, and they rushed straight to Ding Jiucha.

The chains in front of Ding Jiu were coiled into a ring, and the black flames on the chains were connected into a fire curtain within the ring, and his hair turned into ashes as soon as he came into contact with the fire curtain, and his hair was stained with more black flames.

Ding Jiu smacked his lips, this Kui Gangyan is quite easy to use, Kui Gangyan is a spark, and it is the most restrained thing.

However, after Ding Jiu defused the attack of the water ghost, he immediately put away the flames.

There are a number of this burly inflammation, and it cannot be wasted at will.

The fire on the water ghost's hair grew bigger, and a few strands of hair were about to burn out, and the black flames were about to burn on the water ghost's fat-headed face.

The water ghost's face was painful, and all the hair stained with black flames was cut off at the roots, and in the blink of an eye, the original dense hair clump was reduced by a third, and it became much thinner, revealing the swollen limbs hanging upside down on the top of the sewer.

The water ghost let out a shriek, swinging its limbs, quickly retreating, and disappeared from the corner of the sewer in front of Ding Jiu.

Ding Jiu thought to himself, he had paid such a big sacrifice, how could he let this water ghost escape?

He bent over and chased the water ghost briskly.

However, no matter how fast he was, he was not as fast as the water ghost who used both limbs, and he was still bent over, and just walked to the corner where the water ghost disappeared, Ding Jiu turned his head again, and there was no trace of the water ghost.

Ding Jiu scolded secretly, and suddenly in the aura of the flashlight, he seemed to dimly see a person lying in the distance of this passage.

Ding Jiu was shocked, is there anyone else here?