The agents of the Super Management Bureau had already taken over the entire scene, and everyone in Qingfeng Pavilion silently walked back to Ouyang Yue's studio with their own thoughts, and no one had a clue what to do next. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Wang Tianshi is right, he has succeeded in directing a horror film, and although he himself ended up being the deceased in the horror film, his goal of spreading horror throughout the world has been achieved.

After two incidents in succession, the whole of Yuezhou has already been very busy, and the mayor of Yuezhou and the director of the public security bureau may even resign because of this. Just where the Yuezhou Deserted Garden disappeared, a blood-colored ball of light was quietly hiding in an abandoned house, its aura was so faint that it almost blended into its surroundings that even the agents of the Supermanagement Bureau who were at the scene carefully examining suspicious things did not notice its existence.

When night fell, the ball of light, which had been dormant for most of the day, finally woke up, and it emerged from the shadows, unwillingly circled in the low air, and finally flew high into the sky.

Wang Tianshi did not die. How could he die so easily? The Blood Demon Disintegration Dafa is both a curse and a life-saving technique for him. Even if the body was torn into countless pieces by Qing Yao, Wang Tianshi's soul could still exist without the body, which was absolutely against the laws of this world, because it did not belong to this world in the first place.

Wang Tianshi's soul turned into a blood-colored ball of light, flying in the air in a daze. Due to a series of accidents, his body and doppelganger have long been depleted. Wang Tianshi knew that the survival time of his soul given by the Blood Demon Disintegration Dafa was also limited, and if he couldn't find a suitable physical body in the first place, his final fate would still be soul annihilation.

Anger, regret, rejoicing, fear, ecstasy...... All kinds of emotions kept flashing in Wang Tianshi's soul, making the light of the blood-colored light ball constantly change.

After hovering in the air for a while, the blood-colored ball of light finally found its target and flew towards the hinterland of the Central Plains of Huaguo, where Wang Tianshi hoped to find a suitable body to take away.

The blood-colored ball of light began to fly at an extremely fast speed, and there was not much time left for Wang Tianshi, but in mid-air, a hand suddenly stretched out from the void, and lightly grasped Wang Tianshi's soul in his hand.

Although Wang Tianshi was only in a soul state, the hand that didn't know where to reach out made him feel a terror from the bottom of his heart. Oh yes, at this time, he doesn't even have a body, so naturally it doesn't come from the bottom of his heart, at most from the depths of his soul.

Spirits are spirits, they have no intersection with the material world, and it stands to reason that they can never be grasped by human hands, but this hand does it. So Wang Tianshi was very scared.

Wang Tianshi didn't want to die, his desire for life was extremely strong, otherwise he would not have spared no expense to build a clone for himself, and he could even give up his true body in order to survive. He always believed that it was better to die than to live, and this time was no exception.

Wang Tianshi began to struggle, and the blood-colored ball of light instantly twisted into countless forms, squeezing outward with all its might. At this time, Wang Tianshi was unable to speak, but his soul was trying to break free from the grasp of that hand with the greatest strength.

"Don't struggle, you know it's useless." A gentle voice sounded slowly, sounding like an old man next door. But to Wang Tianshi's ears, this voice made him cold to the bone marrow, although he had no bone marrow at all at this time.

The owner of the hand was an old man who looked to be about sixty years old. He is of medium stature, not good or bad, but looks very kind, like an old man who will deal with his neighbors every morning after morning exercise.

The old man wore a practice uniform made of white silk, and a pair of Jiefang brand sneakers that are now rare now. His right hand grasped Wang Tianshi's soul, and his left hand grasped two iron eggs, his fingers dancing rapidly, and the two iron eggs were also spinning constantly, making a crisp metal impact sound from time to time. No matter how you look at it, the old man is like an old man who exercises in the morning, a kind old man next door.

But who has ever seen an old man standing in the void at a height of 10,000 meters? An old man who can easily grasp the soul of a high-speed flight.

Wang Tianshi was really panicked, and he finally thought of a possibility.

"My name is Chi Hongshi, and the people in the Daomen gave me face and carried me into Wubai in the Central Plains, which is really deserved." The old man looked at the Wang Tianshi soul in his hand and said with a smile.

Chi Hongshi is the oldest of the five whites in the Central Plains, and unlike Ma Lingshu, it seems that he does not dislike the title that people put on him. However, this kind old man is by no means an idle person, because he also has a well-known title - honorary advisor of the Huaguo Super Management Bureau.

Different from the fictitious titles of other institutions selling dog meat on the head of a sheep, Chi Hongshi's consultant can be said to be justified. In addition to the lack of establishment, his authority in the headquarters of the Super Management Bureau is second only to that of Director Jiang Hao, and he can even mobilize the most elite ghost squadron of the Super Management Bureau, which is a mysterious force countless times more elite than the Demon Slayer Brigade, and few people even know about its existence within the Super Management Bureau.

This Yuezhou Deserted Park incident is so big, it is naturally impossible to hide it from the Super Management Bureau, let alone this terrifying honorary consultant.

"Let me think, who are you? ......" Chi Hongshi pondered for a moment, and then his brows furrowed, "By the way, why bother thinking about it so much, I'll just look at it......"

Wang Tianshi's soul let out a silent scream, he began to be really scared, he knew what Chi Hongshi wanted to do, once he knew the ins and outs of the matter, he was afraid that he would never survive. But no matter how he struggled, Chi Hongshi's hand was still like an iron lock, firmly controlling Wang Tianshi, making him unable to move at all.

Chi Hongshi just looked at the red ball of light in his hand quietly, while Wang Tianshi felt that there was a gaze that penetrated deep into the depths of his soul, like a searchlight in the dark, and no small secret could hide his body in the dark.

Chi Hongshi quietly looked at Wang Tianshi's soul, one scene after another passed in front of his eyes, when he saw the scene of Wang Tianshi using the golden needle to absorb the Ma Lingshu, the wrinkles on Chi Hongshi's face couldn't help but deepen a little, but he didn't stop, and still looked through all the memories of Wang Tianshi.

Wang Tianshi felt cold all over, although he didn't have a body at this time.

In just a few minutes, it was like a lifetime for Wang Tianshi, he was waiting for the final judgment, and his life and death were completely in the hands of this seemingly amiable old man. (To be continued.) )