At six o'clock in the evening, Gu Feng came to the detective agency on time, and Qiao Wei and I were already ready to summon the soul. I told Gu Feng some safety precautions, and then asked him and his two bodyguards to stand with me while Qiao Wei began to chant his soul summoning technique.

The location we chose for the conjuring was a relatively spacious room in the back of the detective agency.

This was originally the master bedroom, but now it has been converted into a room dedicated to all kinds of soul summoning arrangements. The walls of the whole room are decorated with all kinds of ghost-intimidating buttons, and the ghosts outside can't get in, and the ghosts inside can't get out, even if it's an anti-ghost safe house.

When arranging this safe house, Qiao Wei mentioned that this place would not affect the soul summoning, but only restrict the free entry and exit of ghosts, so when Qiao Wei began to recite the soul summoning formula, I stared at the oil painting in the center of the room with bated breath. However, after waiting for five minutes, there were no ghosts around the oil painting at all, and even the yin qi on the painting did not change strongly.

Not only did this surprise me, but even Qiao Wei frowned.

Gu Feng, who was in the security circle at the door of the room, couldn't help but ask, "What's the situation now?" Did you summon something? ”

Qiao Wei also stopped chanting the mantra, shook his head at Gu Feng and said, "There is no movement." ”

"That'...... Is there nothing wrong with this painting? Gu Feng asked.

"No!" Qiao Wei replied categorically: "It's because there is no movement that there is a problem!" There are some things in any painting or sculpture that is haunted by the yin energy, and these things can also be summoned in my way, sometimes it will be a fragment of the painter's painting, sometimes there will be some movements of the characters in the painting as models, in short, something will come out. Now that nothing is happening, something is wrong. ”

Without waiting for Gu Feng to ask another question, Qiao Wei had already begun to try to provoke something hidden in the painting in some more direct way.

At noon, Qiao Wei used coarse salt to make the yin energy on the painting react violently, and this time he used something more irritating, and he sprinkled the painting with what I habitually call "black pepper", because there was indeed pepper in it, and the smell was very similar.

Qiao Wei told me about the recipe of that thing, which contained dried blood powder, sea salt powder, pepper powder, and some messy grass root powder, I didn't remember the specifics, anyway, this thing has a very strong stimulating effect on ghosts, and ghosts will never get close to them half a step.

But according to Qiao Wei, this thing was originally made not to restrict the ghost's movements, but to use it as a stimulant to protect the ghost, only need to sprinkle even a little fingernail on the ghost's body, and even the mildest geist will immediately turn into a mad ghost.

I don't know what black pepper will get out of the painting, but I know that once something does come out, it will definitely not be something to mess with, so while Qiao Wei took out the black pepper, I also prepared all the tools to fight ghosts, ready to deal with possible accidents.

It soon turned out that my preparation was very necessary. Less than five seconds after Qiao Wei sprinkled "black pepper" on the painting, the yin qi entangled in the painting suddenly surged as if oil had been poured on the fire, and then bursts of cries rang out in the whole room.

Gu Feng and his two bodyguards couldn't see the yin qi on the painting, but they could hear the amplified cries echoing in the room.

The three of them nervously and vigilantly searched for sounds, and finally they also focused on the oil painting in the center of the room, as a faint shadow was evident in the painting.

"Thunder, if I can't control the situation, you can run out of the house quickly!"

Qiao Wei frowned and said to me, and at the same time, he also prepared the talisman paper and the peach wood short stick, looking like he was facing a great enemy.

Before I could answer him, several gray balls suddenly flew out of the blurred shadows that appeared on the painting, and one of them rushed straight towards me! It was a distorted human face, and a piercing howl emanating from his large open mouth shook my head.

I didn't have time to think about anything else, so I threw the lasso at the grimace.

The lasso's inertia flew backwards with the pale ghost head, crashing it to the ground, and then the ghost head dissipated into a cloud of black smoke.

On the other side, Qiao Wei also used the fire talisman to disperse the other three ghost heads.

I was about to breathe a sigh of relief when five of the same pale ghost heads flew out of the painting one after another, this time faster and with a more cacophony of noise.

I've lost the lasso, and I'm going to have to use a gun, but it's not easy to shoot these ghosts that fly faster than flies. I held the muzzle of my gun and aimed for a long time, and I fired two shots, but I couldn't hit them at all.

Just as I was about to fire a third shot, a large hand reached out from behind my back and snatched the gun from my hand, dragging me behind him.

"Just hit those things with this?"

The person who snatched my gun was a bodyguard brought by Gu Feng, and he also aimed his gun at the flying ghost head in the ceiling while asking me questions. I also realized that these two people are from the special forces, and it is absolutely impossible to leave this kind of shooting to them.

I quickly replied yes.

The bodyguard immediately pulled the trigger and shot at the ghost's head hovering around the rooftop.

Special forces are special forces, he only fired five shots, and he didn't let go of any more, and the five ghost heads flying around on the roof of the shed were all scattered by him. Seeing this scene, I quickly handed him the spare magazine, and the gun is really the most powerful for professionals to use.

After these ghost heads dissipated, the whole room also returned to calm, the crying was gone, and the frenzied yin qi on the surface of the oil painting gradually changed back to its original appearance.

Qiao Wei hurriedly sprinkled some "black pepper" on the oil painting again, this time he used more than just now, and the yin reaction on the oil painting was also stronger! The yin qi that had previously looked like a black flame completely formed a black tornado on the painting this time, and then more than a dozen humanoid shadows flew out of the tornado.

They are different from the ghosts I have seen before, and their bodies still resemble humans, but their facial features have become blurred. Their limbs, especially their legs, had turned into a glimmering tail that fused together, and there was only one word in my head to describe what I saw, and that was ghosts!

As soon as these ghosts appeared, they pounced on everyone in the room with their teeth and claws. Qiao Wei's side began to attack with fire charms, and the special forces who replaced me also shot at the ghosts. These two men were very efficient, and it didn't take long for all the ghosts that flew out of the tornado to be wiped out.

At this moment, the black tornado seemed to explode suddenly, and then a person appeared in the location of the tornado, who stood there very quietly with a smile on his face.

It was a foreigner, with slightly curly blond hair, a beard on his face, and he looked like a farmer.

I'm sure I haven't met this guy, but I think he's very familiar, because he makes me feel very much like the man standing at the window outside the house in the painting.

The gun-wielding special forces immediately pointed their guns at the farmer foreigner who appeared in the painting, and Qiao Wei and I stopped almost at the same time: "Don't shoot!" ”

Then I hurried to pick up the lasso that I had thrown out, and Qiao Wei quickly recited a spell, and then a ring of fire appeared on the ground and surrounded the foreigner farmer.

"I ...... I...... I see it! I see it! There's a man there! Was it he who killed everyone? Gu Feng excitedly pointed to the foreigner farmer and said.

"I don't know yet!" Qiao Wei answered, and then carefully circled the fire ring in front of the foreigner farmer, and then asked in English, "Hey, can you hear me?" ”

I don't know if it's because Qiao Wei's English has a Chinese accent, the foreigner farmer didn't pay attention to Qiao Wei at all, and still stood quietly in place and kept smiling. It seems that he is not a complete ghost, but just an action clip of the characters in the painting, as Qiao Wei said before.

Qiao Wei then spoke a string of English to the foreign farmer. This time he spoke very quickly, and I didn't learn the foreign language very well, I only heard him ask "who are you" and the sentence "son", and I didn't hear the rest clearly.

I don't know what Qiao Wei said that made the foreigner farmer react, the guy suddenly moved, and in an instant rushed out of Qiao Wei and laid down the ring of fire, and passed through Qiao Wei like a puff of smoke, and then drilled past me, and then passed through the two retired special forces, and Gu Feng who was standing in front of Zuihou!

It was happening so fast that by the time I could react, the old farmer had already reached the door of the safe house.

In order to make it easier for us to go out at any time, I didn't lock the door of the safe house, but the door was painted with ghost-shaking runes, and it was absolutely impossible for ghosts to escape from here.

That's what Qiao Wei told me, but he was clearly wrong!

The foreigner farmer didn't go through the door, but pushed it open with his hand and ran out!

"Damn! How could he still run like that?!!! ”

I exclaimed and turned back to Qiao Wei, but before I could move my gaze to Qiao Wei, another person grabbed me firmly - the special agent who had snatched my pistol earlier was now pointing it at his temple!