The Ghost Hunting Association exists, originally established by several Taoist masters in order to exchange experience in dealing with various supernatural events, the initial purpose was good, and after a period of development, some commercial elements were incorporated into it.

Many tasks must be reviewed by the association, and members must pay hundreds of thousands of yuan in membership fees every year, and they must contribute a relatively unique technique to be recognized by the association, otherwise it is illegal ghost hunting, and it will be attacked by the entire ghost hunting association.

Even under such harsh conditions, the Ghost Hunting Association has developed rapidly, and in less than a year since its establishment, its members have changed from the original dozen to nearly a thousand, and the function of the Ghost Hunting Association has also changed from the original ghost hunting to dealing with various supernatural events, ranging from catching demons, vampires, and zombies, to helping people watch feng shui and move coffins.

The first few of the elders who formed the association hardly had to do anything else, but turned to the background and concentrated on the techniques they had acquired.

Son's status in the Ghost Hunting Association is not low, one of the earliest veterans of the association was his father, with such a father, it was naturally smooth sailing on this road, and it took almost no effort to become the law enforcement elder of the association, and he also developed the habit of opening his mouth and closing his mouth about regulations and policies.

His father was still very strict with him, although his understanding was very poor, and although he did not learn and did not know how to do it, he still learned some practical skills under the pressure of his father.

In the association's annual competition, because of his identity, most of the members will let him, and the title of champion has always fallen on his head. In his eyes, there was no such thing as fear.

In human society, his status is also very high, because of money. The Ghost Hunting Society deals with weird things, so it's extremely expensive, so every member is very wealthy, and most of the members will own several businesses.

Son loves money as much as his life, and naturally there are many enterprises, and if he encounters some competitive companies against him, he will take some unconventional means to make the other party bankrupt or give in. For the Ghost Hunting Association, the last thing that is lacking is ghosts!

He Xianquan naturally didn't know this, he had just entered the society and was almost a blank sheet of paper, and everything needed him to grope little by little, feeling the stones to cross the river. Although he fell countless times during the period, it also made him indomitable character.

Son Masayoshi is an out-and-out gentleman, because he is covered by elders, and he has been smooth sailing since he was a child, so he doesn't know the word "afraid" in his head. But today's He Xianquan really scared him, because of the spirit of not being afraid of life and death!

He Xianquan seemed to be a ferocious beast with wounds, as if he were a tumbler that would never fall, and no matter what method he was struck down, he would stand up and rush to the enemy here, fighting with the enemy until one side was completely down.

So Sun Zhengyi chose to retreat, but after all, he has been trained in orthodox Taoism, even if he retreats, he will retreat in style, he must use magic to stop He Xianquan, and then calmly get in the car and leave, instead of leaving in embarrassment.

But to his surprise, the "chill" of the magic that had always been tried and tested did not work.

"It's cool. I've been stuffy in people's skin, it's really stuffy, your gust of wind makes me feel a lot more comfortable, don't go, blow a little longer! The fierce ghost in He Xianquan's body said with a smile.

After hearing this, Sun Zhengyi almost spurted out a mouthful of blood, he knew the power of "chill", he used him to do experiments when his father taught him, and he was weak for a day and a night before he warmed up, and even now, he can still feel its power when he casts "chill".

At this time, He Xianquan not only didn't feel cold, but even asked him to come and perform it again.

"You guy who is neither a man nor a woman, don't come near me, don't come here." Son's eyes were full of horror, and he shouted loudly, while silently reciting a mantra in his heart, he wanted to use all his mana for "chill".

After all, people are still people, and even if they have some magical powers, they are still human bodies. He was so close to his car that in a matter of seconds he was ready to get in the car, start and get off at a speed.

Son didn't have to do just this one, because the "Chill" spell was the simplest of all spells, and the time required to recite the spell was the shortest. He is usually very proficient in this technique because of his frequent use, so when it comes to the critical moment, the first thing he uses is this "chill"!

"Walk you!" Son Zhengyi squeezed out the last trace of mana in his body and sent the spell out, he didn't look at the result of the spell, because he knew in his heart that even if the mana was consumed, it would only freeze the opponent for a while, and it was impossible to restrain it.

People who practice aisle art have an instinct to sense whether the other person is too strong to resist. The current He Xianquan gave Sun Zhengyi the feeling that he was completely irresistible, even when he was in his peak state, not to mention that his mana was now exhausted and his body was seriously injured.

Sun Zhengyi jumped into the car on one leg, and took advantage of the effort to start the car, and looked at He Xianquan who was frozen in place with his spare eyes, and to his surprise, the look on He Xianquan's face was not pain, but enjoyment.

He is enjoying the coolness of the "chill"!

Son Masayoshi no longer hesitated, looked at the wicker box placed by the co-pilot, and was also happy in his heart, although he injured a leg, it could still be healed. If this box is in He Xianquan's hands, it can make him rich at most, but in the hands of Son Zhengyi, he can use the ready-made circle to make him the richest man in Asia, or even the richest man in the world.

Thinking about the days of drunken dreams and death, he slammed on the accelerator, and the engine roared loudly.

What made him wonder was that the sports car, which could reach a speed of 100 kilometers per hour in three seconds, did not move, and the engine speed had reached 6,000 rpm, and it was approaching a dangerous speed at the sight!

He hurriedly stuck his head out of the car window and saw something that he would never forget in his life.

The wheels were spinning normally, and there was no wheel slippage, but the car was just in place, not advancing half an inch.

"Ghost hits the wall!" Son finally understood why his car didn't go down the road. It is often encountered when hunting ghosts, and it is also one of the common methods used by ghosts.

There are also two levels of ghost hitting the wall.

To use modern scientific explanations, the first is the use of space technology. The magic is used to create another space that is independent of the normal space, and this space is infinite relative to the original space, so no matter how fast the people or objects in it move, they will not escape from this space.

Ghosts that can make use of space technology are naturally ghosts with great powers.

The second type is the illusion commonly used by ordinary ghosts, which makes people hallucinate, walk along the wall, and eventually return to the original point. The use of illusion to create ghosts to fight the wall is a relatively low-level practice, which is restricted by many factors, such as the surrounding environment must be a cathode place, and people's willpower is not very strong to be easily affected.

There are many ways to break the ghost wall, and even he can't count how many ways he can do it, the first kind of ghost hitting the wall is relatively difficult, but it can also be broken.

Son Zhengyi instinctively shouted, this sound is the use of the Taoist method "Daigo empowerment", similar to the Buddhist "lion roar", if you encounter an ordinary ghost, this voice can scare it to retreat immediately, some ghosts with unstable souls, and even will be distracted by this drink.

To be on the safe side, Son took out another piece of paper from his pocket, dipped it in some blood from his leg, and threw it out of the window. This paper talisman is a ghost-breaking spell written with cinnabar, which is specially designed to break the special abilities used by ghosts, such as hitting the wall to the ghost, changing the face of the ghost, and so on.

He Xianquan was not impatient, he still walked slowly towards the car with unhurried steps. After hearing Sun Zhengyi's loud shout, he plucked his ears with his fingers and said, "The voice is quite loud, and the earwax has been shaken out by you, which has saved a lot of effort." Oops, Broken Demon Curse! It's a pity that the blood on it, it's good to save some more to be a duck blood vermicelli, it's a pity, it's a pity! ”

With that, he bent down and picked up the blood-stained paper talisman, put it under his nose and sniffed it, shook his head, and pasted the paper talisman on the forehead of Masayoshi Son, who was on the spot.

"Forget you're not a zombie, hehe. You beat my child like this, and then you want to slip away, is that okay? The fierce ghost in He Xianquan's body pointed to his face and smiled, and before the words fell, he opened the car door and made a gesture to let Sun Zhengyi get out of the car.

Son Zhengyi didn't know what evil he had fallen into, his eyes were stunned, he got out of the car, and closed the car door casually.

After an instant, the ghost domain that trapped the sports car disappeared, and the rapidly rotating tires rubbed against the ground with a screeching sound, and the smell of burnt rubber was also dispersed in the air, which was suffocating.

The sports car slammed out like a runaway rocket, and a few seconds later, it rushed onto the sidewalk on the side of the road, slammed into the pedestal of the street lamp on the side of the road, and the car flipped over twice and landed heavily in the middle of the road, instantly igniting a fire.

Sun Zhengyi finally came to his senses, with pity on his face, and said, "It's a pity that the box of magic medicine and the peachwood sword." ”

"Hey, is that what you're talking about?" He Xianquan laughed fiercely and lifted the two things in his hand.

Sun Zhengyi's eyes flashed, and he jumped and ran towards He Xianquan, wanting to snatch two things.

"Look for death!" He Xianquan smiled, flew up and kicked Sun Zhengyi's broken leg.

"Whew!" Son Masayoshi let out an extremely terrible cry and fell to the ground at once, trembling with great pain, and sweat broke out of his pale face.

"You're definitely not the stupid boy you just had, who the hell are you? Do you dare to report your name? Son kept holding his hands on the ground, and his body retreated backwards, until he retreated to the base of the street lamp on the sidewalk, and then stopped moving.

In Sun Zhengyi's heart, He Xianquan must have been possessed by a master, so he was defeated, as long as this person dared to report his name, he could make the entire ghost hunting association deal with it.

What a vicious heart!

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you woke me up!" He Xianquan came to Sun Zhengyi with an arrow step, raised his foot and stepped down heavily.

"Ahh Yes! Son howled, his voice had become hoarse, his whole body trembling so badly that he had even begun to convulse.

"Don't you know how to do some trivial tricks? Today I'm going to show you what real magic is. He Xianquan smiled, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth fell to the ground in a straight line, but he didn't care.

"Ever heard of Soul Stripping? Haha, of course you haven't heard of it, but you should have heard of Ling Chi in the world. Ling Chi is aimed at the body, and the soul is aimed at the soul, relatively speaking, the soul is more painful, no one can survive the pain of the soul being torn, the tortured people often beg for death, but they don't know that after death, the power of the soul is still there, until the soul is boiled away, it is not completed. He Xianquan smiled very happily, as if the technique of soul stripping could make him happy.

"You...... You ......" Son was already too frightened to speak, but he didn't sit still, and secretly put his hand in his pocket. He doesn't know much magic, but he still has some knowledge, and he has long heard his father say that this technique is extremely cruel.

Taking advantage of He Xianquan's words, Sun Zhengyi took his hand out of his pocket, his hand was stained with gold dust, and he raised it towards He Xianquan.

He Xianquan's face changed, he hurriedly took two steps back, opened his mouth and blew a breath, this qi instantly turned into a yin wind, blowing back the gold dust.

"There are still some good things in your hands, this monk's golden body has been harmed by you!" He Xianquan smiled ruefully, but his hand was not idle, and with a slight grab, he grabbed Sun Zhengyi's hand, twisted it hard, and twisted it hard.

Son had broken a leg, and now he was suffering from a broken wrist, and he was so screaming that he could barely make a sound.

He Xianquan sighed, looked at Shi Jingjing, who was still in pain on the side, and waved his hand, the hoarfrost on her face immediately melted, and the whole person also regained her vitality.

After Shi Jingjing returned to normal, the painful look on her face disappeared, replaced by anger, she snorted coldly, and walked towards Sun Zhengyi while scolding: "You wicked person, I don't know what evil art you used, and you made me suffer so much. ”

"Uh, Miss Shi......" Before He Xianquan finished speaking, he was pushed away by Shi Jingjing, who was angry.

She rushed to Son's side and stomped on his broken leg.

"Ahh You, if I don't die today, I'll make you miserable! Son's eyes were red, and he lost his mind.

When people lose their minds, they will always do something drastic or say something angry, and when they regain their senses, they will regret what they said and did.

If there is a regret medicine in the world, Son will definitely buy it at all costs.

The threatening words not only did not frighten Shi Jingjing, but only aroused her anger even more. She bent down to pick up the brick He Xianquan had used from the side, and frantically threw it at Son's other leg.

The screams sounded again, and He Xianquan on the side shook his head helplessly, and released the ghost domain to envelop the two, so as not to spread the sound, after all, this is the world, if anyone hears it, they will definitely call the police.

But he also knew in his heart that even if it was so, it couldn't stop the arrival of the police. The Lamborghini sports car has already caught fire just now, and it is believed that the fire brigade and police will arrive soon.

Shi Jingjing was exhausted, threw down the bricks stained with blood, sat on the ground, and looked at the unconscious Sun Zhengyi in a daze.

He Xianquan stepped forward and pulled up Shi Jingjing, and waved his hand on Sun Zhengyi's head, the spell he cast was "Soul Sealing", but it was cast with a wave of his hand, and there was almost no need to recite the spell.

"Get in the car and leave here, otherwise you and He Xianquan will be in prison." He Xianquan pointed at Shi Jingjing, and a cool meaning instantly woke her up.

After Shi Jingjing woke up, she saw He Xianquan, who was seriously injured, and tears flowed down her eyes.

He Xianquan stepped forward and wiped the tears on his face with his hand, and said, "Silly girl, he's fine, don't worry, I need you to do something later......" He whispered to Shi Jingjing.

"Remember?" He Xianquan asked.

Shi Jingjing wiped her tears and nodded heavily. Tonight's events are really weird, whether it is the appearance of Li Qianguo's ghost, or the car with the heart as the engine, so that later Son Zhengyi's spells, and He Xianquan, who was possessed by a ghost, these are far beyond the scope of her knowledge, even if her character is strong and decisive, she still can't accept it.

The two hurriedly got into the car and drove away, leaving Sun Zhengyi who was leaning on the pedestal of the street lamp and the middle-aged uncle lying unconscious on the ground.

I believe that when the uncle wakes up, he will tell his experience, and the whole thing will also be labeled as a netherworld, as long as Son Zhengyi's soul is not revealed, there will be no more results in this matter.

Shi Jingjing drove the car to the Dai Group Building.

"Be sure to get back to the mansion before eleven o'clock!" Shi Jingjing still remembered what He Xianquan had repeatedly instructed before, and drove the car fast. Fortunately, it was the middle of the night, and if it was daytime, I don't know how many car accidents would have occurred along the way.

He Xianquan didn't talk after getting into the car, closed his eyes and lay motionless in the co-pilot's seat. His face was even more swollen, and his nostrils were filled with blood clots, so much so that he made a "hulala" sound when he breathed, like a broken windbox (an old-fashioned rural blower that blows wind on the stove).

"He Xianquan, how are you?" Shi Jingjing kept asking along the way, but there was no response, if she couldn't still hear the sound of He Xianquan's breathing, I am afraid she would drive the car to the hospital.

With the help of the security guards, Shi Jingjing took He Xianquan to the office, and after arranging for him to lie on the huge sofa, she hurriedly called Wang Weiqian.

Knowing that Wang Weiqian would take another half an hour to come back, Shi Jingjing walked anxiously around the room.

He Xianquan held a peachwood sword in one hand and a wicker box tightly in the other, but Shi Jingjing failed to take it down several times, so he had to let it go.

During this period, Shi Jingjing found Mrs. Dai's full-time doctor through her housekeeper's wife. The doctor was also shocked when he saw it, immediately treated the wound, and immediately asked He Xianquan to be sent to the hospital for treatment.

He Xianquan had already agreed with Shi Jingjing, so he had no choice but to refuse the doctor's kindness.

After a while, Wang Weiqian finally appeared at the gate, along with Mrs. Dai, Mrs. Housekeeper and Hua Xiaoya, presumably the doctor reported He Xianquan's injury to Mrs. Dai, which made her come to visit in the middle of the night.

Everyone was taken aback after seeing He Xianquan's injury, at this time he no longer looked like a human, his whole head was swollen like a leather ball, he couldn't see his appearance at all, his body kept twitching, and blood foam came out from the wound in his abdomen from time to time.

"If he doesn't go to the hospital, I'm afraid he won't survive tonight!" The housekeeper said.

Old Madam Dai looked at Shi Jingjing and asked for her opinion.

"Before Xiao He fell into a coma, he specially instructed me not to send him to the hospital, just go back to the office, place the candles in the suitcase according to the position of the Big Dipper, place him in the position of the fourth lamp, and then help him guard the candles and prevent the candles from going out." Shi Jingjing said, and looked at her watch, there were fifteen minutes until eleven o'clock.

Wang Weiqian expressed her opinion, she insisted on using the suitcase of Chinese medicine healing potion to treat He Xianquan's injuries first, and the matter of the Seven Star Lantern Array was carried out simultaneously.

Shi Jingjing insisted that He Xianquan maintain this state, and the injury needed to wait until Yin Shi had passed before treatment, and repeatedly emphasized that He Xianquan had told her personally.

The two quarreled over this, and both sides insisted on their own words, saying that they could not convince each other.

Wang Weiqian and Shi Jingjing are both extremely stubborn women, although they are good friends, once they disagree, they may be estranged, and even turn against each other.

"I believe that what Manager Shi said is exactly what Xiao He said, just do what Manager Shi said, Officer Wang, let's stay here together and see what happens." Old Madam Dai finally clapped the board, and her tone was full of majesty and unquestionable.

Wang Weiqian nodded reluctantly, sat aside with a cold face and stopped making a sound. Shi Jingjing felt that her tone towards Wang Weiqian was a little too tough, and she wanted to say something soft several times, but she never opened her mouth.

The corpse oil candle was lit, and a smell of corpse soon filled the entire room, making several people almost nauseous, but they all endured it with strong willpower.

There are not many people in the yang world who can strictly observe the time, and some of them become observant because of their profession. In the underworld, it is common to observe the time, and if it is even a little worse, it will affect the operation of samsara. Classes like the Soul Envoy have a good grasp of time down to the second.

As soon as the hand had just jumped to eleven o'clock, a cloudy wind rose on the ground, and in an instant, the temperature of the whole room cooled, and the originally soft light turned a faint blue.

The Soul Envoy appeared in a high-profile manner, and did not shy away from it, and with a wave of his hand, everyone present stopped moving, as if time had stopped.

The high-level soul hooker is different, there is no need to hide at all, but use the ability to freeze the time and space around the soul hooker, and how to deal with it is more casual.

At this time, He Xianquan was already dying, not to mention making some resistance movements, and he couldn't even move......