Han Mo sneered, "Officer Gu, you have found the wrong person, I don't have that much ability to help you solve the case." For more up-to-date chapters, visit: ШЩЩ.(7)(9)XS.сОМ. ”

"What did the little brother say just now?"

"It's just some experience." After speaking, Han Mo opened the car 'door' and got out of the car, and Su Wen hurriedly followed. The bearded director said sorry to Officer Gu and got out of the car.

"Alas......"

Officer Gu looked at the backs of Han Mo and the three of them and sighed softly.

The policeman in the driver's seat didn't understand and asked, "Captain, why are you asking him for help?" Could it be that this case is very mysterious? ”

"I don't know, I just have a feeling that I can't say it anyway."

"Little brother, why don't you agree to Officer Gu?" Han Mo and the three of them walked side by side, and the bearded director expressed his doubts and confusion. Han Mo sighed lightly, "The affairs of the film and television city are enough for me to 'worry about', where can I still have time to help him." ”

"That's right."

Walking to the intersection, the bearded director went back to the hotel, Han Mo and Su Wen had nothing to do, and they also went back together.

Back at the hotel, Han Mo began to draw talismans, each talisman was infused with the power of the Book of Heaven, and the spirit talisman was even more powerful.

At half past six o'clock, Su Wen knocked on his room 'door', went to the hotel restaurant to devour a meal, and then left the hotel and went towards the film and television city.

It was still the same people last night, one by one cowering, obviously very scared.

"Let's go inside."

When I came to the yard, the 'yin' wind gusted, rolling up the paper money and incense ash on the ground, which was very 'yin'. Han Mo looked at them and said, "Everyone sit down, you don't need to burn paper money tonight, just wait." ”

"Wait?"

"Sit here and wait, you might as well go back to the hotel." One muttered.

Han Mo glanced at him, "Then you can go back, but if you die, don't blame me." ”

"You ......"

"When death is on the verge of death, you are still so arrogant...... Han Mo glanced at him, turned around and walked towards the court. The person who spoke just now was unconvinced, and kept muttering and swearing in his mouth.

Han Mo frowned and turned to stare at him, "Say what you just said again?" ”

"Who are you, and why should I listen to you?"

Han Mo waved his palm, and a wave of energy struck, hitting his 'chest', directly knocking him out a few meters away, holding his 'chest' and screaming, "Give you a lesson, if you speak disrespectfully, you will be abolished." ”

"Hiss......"

The others gasped and looked at each other.

"What did he just say?"

"It seems to be greeting the master's mother......"

"The ......"

"That's it, who made him cheap." The others didn't sympathize with him at all, and kept saying that he wasn't. After all, when he came here, whether he could leave alive or not was pinned on Han Mo, and no one wanted to offend him.

Han Mo stomped his feet, jumped onto the roof.

Everyone was in an uproar when they saw him act like this.

Han Mo took out the compass and kept his eyes on the movement of the compass. As the time passed, the wind in the yard became stronger and stronger, and everyone's hearts hung in the air, and they looked around nervously.

Whew......

Suddenly, a strange voice rang out.

Someone took out their phone to light it up and looked over. Immediately after, he was startled and stared at the ground in a daze.

The incense ash on the ground was pulled out little by little, and gradually a font appeared.

"Han ......"

Su Wen raised her head and wanted to call Han Mo down. But at this moment, the 'yin' wind was whistling, and faintly, the sound of singing was heard again, and at this moment, the temperature plummeted, and people couldn't open their mouths.

The wind is getting stronger......

"Huh?!"

Su Wen's eyes widened suddenly, and they looked at the public hall in horror, four or five illusory shadows floating around. These shadows are all mutilated, missing arms and legs.

There was a 'gloomy' sound, and the strange sound of opera spread......

The four or five ghost shadows that were floating smelled the popularity, and rushed towards Su Wen and them viciously.

"Ah......h

Su Wen and the others were so frightened that they stepped back with their feet on their feet. A spirit rune floated down from above, emitting a brilliant golden light, covering several ghosts and instantly obliterating them.

"Babbling ......"

A 'gloomy' voice came, and this voice was faintly angry.

Whew......

In the next second, countless black and white faces roared out of the public hall and flickered in the courtyard. Su Wen and the others haven't recovered yet, and they are scared silly again.

"It's going to take an inch!"

Han Mo jumped off the roof, and his flickering face immediately returned to the court.

Syllable!

The spotlight came on, exactly like last night. The difference is that the people who sing on stage have changed, or rather, the makeup is different. This time, dressed in a big red robe and armed with a spear, he danced vigorously.

"Babble, little thief, do you dare to fight me!"

"I'm afraid of you?"

Han Mo pulled out the Longquan Sword and flew up.

Bell ......

There is no difference between victory and defeat. Han Mo sneered, and as soon as the long sword was sent, he also sent the spear over. The sword was halfway out, and he slammed into his hand, and his left hand quickly threw out a paper talisman.

"Edict!"

"Babble, pain, pain, pain......"

He was caught off guard, took a few steps back, and screamed in pain.

"Longquan Sword Might!"

Chase while you win...... With a wave of the Longquan sword, the purple light roared away. He dodged and retreated, "That's it for tonight, fight again tomorrow." ”

Han Mo scolded in a low voice and jumped off the stage.

Walking quickly to Su Wen and them, Su Wen walked up tremblingly, pointed to the ground, and said tremblingly: "Han Mo, there is a word on the ground, I and we don't know each other." ”

"Words?"

Han Mo took out his mobile phone and lit up the ground. Sure enough, I saw the word '爻'. Doubts arise in my heart, and I guess the purpose. In the middle of the sound, his expression moved, and his heart said, could it be that there is something underground?

A sword slashed, shattering the floor and splashing dirt.

The bearded director has a 'flesh' pain on his face, and he has to lose money for destroying the scenic spot, but he is the director and can't run away.

"Come up and help dig up."

"How to dig, planing by hand......"

"You still want to get a shovel? Can you walk out of the studio? "A group of people surrounded them, some illuminated and some dug, each performing their own duties, very hard. Ten minutes later, Han Mo shouted: "Stop! ”

Take the Longquan sword and pull out the soil, look at the objects in the soil, and look closely, it seems that there are bones in a certain part of the human body.

"Bones? Is it human bones? Everyone speculated.

Next, Han Mo didn't let others help, and carefully dug the soil by himself. A few minutes later, a number of bones were dug up, as well as a skull, which were spliced together to form an almost complete skeleton.

Looking up at the crowd, he asked, "Do you know who drew the font on the ground?" “

"No one, after a gust of wind, the ashes dispersed on their own."

"There must be someone, we just can't see it."

"You're talking about ...... hell"

A person expressed his opinions in a gossipy manner, and the bearded director looked at Han Mo and asked, "Little brother, do you know what's going on?" ”

"I don't know."

Han Mo shook his head, "I guess this skeleton may be the remains of a certain ghost. ”

"Isn't it that if there are bones, it will be much easier to deal with ghosts?"

"Well, bones are the only thing ghosts leave in the world, so no matter what kind of ghosts they are, they are extremely important to them." Han Mo said slowly: "If there are corpses and bones, I can do something to find out the ghosts." However, the bones must be intact and not a little mutilated. ”

Hearing this, the bearded director and the others all looked at it carefully, and examined the incompleteness of the bones, and they were extremely serious.

Han Mo smiled, took a few steps back, and let them 'fiddle'.