Wen Zhong went to the Xiaoqiang Club, the Xiaoqiang Club was disbanded on the spot, and the personnel were managed by the headquarters, and Wang Xiaoqiang obediently followed Wen Zhong to Huo Fangyi.

Wen Zhong found that Wang Xiaoqiang's powerful ghost was special, no matter how he used the boning knife, the skeleton would put Wang Xiaoqiang's skin and flesh back on his body.

So, Wen Zhong put down the boning knife and used the supernatural to twist Wang Xiaoqiang and the skeleton ghost into a twist.

Although Wang Xiaoqiang finally recovered, the experience of becoming a twist brought a great psychological shadow to Wang Xiaoqiang.

Wang Xiaoqiang thought that with Wang Xiaoming's experience in the laboratory, after enduring that inhuman torture, he was not afraid of anything.

Wen Zhong proved that Wang Xiaoqiang was still afraid of death, and he was very afraid of death.

Huo Fangyi glanced at Wang Xiaoqiang and said, "You send him to Wang Xiaoming......

"I don't want to go to him!" Wang Xiaoqiang seemed to have been electrocuted, and was extremely excited, interrupting Huo Fangyi's words.

"There's no place for you to speak here." Huo Fangyi said without being salty.

Wang Xiaoqiang's face was distorted for a while, and his hands were clenched, as if he wanted to swallow Huo Fangyi alive.

In the end, under Wen Zhong's gaze, Wang Xiaoqiang slowly let go of his hands, and his face returned to calm.

"You send him to Wang Xiaoming, you don't have to worry about what Wang Xiaoming arranges." Huo Fangyi continued.

"And then? Am I staying in Dajing City or am I here to look for you? Wen Zhong asked.

Huo Fangyi thought about it, there should be no S-class starving ghost incident in Dachang City.

But in the same way, because of the particularity of the ghost domain and the ferocity of the ghost slave, the starving ghost "cleaned up" the entire Dachang City.

When the starving ghosts are raging, thousands of ghost slaves wander in Dachang City, and when the ghost slaves of the third stage eat the ghosts, they will grow into the ghost slaves of the fourth stage, which is comparable to the real ghosts.

The starving ghost itself will find these fourth-stage ghost slaves and eat the ripe "fruit".

In this way, most of the ghosts in Dachang City got into the stomach of the hungry ghosts, and after the starving ghosts were nailed to the coffin, they were imprisoned with it, creating a relatively safe environment in Dachang City.

Now that the starving ghosts are gone, Dachang City is a lot safer overall, but low-level supernatural events may come one after another.

"Come back to me again, the water in Dachang City is very deep, you have to work hard to run more." Huo Fangyi said.

human skin paper, Yang Jian's father, three rooms in the old house of the Republic of China; Newspaper ghosts, wish ghosts, bone tree black shadow coffin nails. One is weirder than the other, and one is more dangerous than the other.

Wen Zhong is useless in front of these existences, and a head-on confrontation is to be killed in seconds, and there is no other possibility.

But having a trustworthy ghost rider around is still reassuring.

Wen Zhong answered and left with Wang Xiaoqiang.

Huo Fangyi sighed, and sent an email urging Secretary Liu to move faster, quickly find the source of the shroud, and a few people ran away as soon as possible.

In this Dachang City, whoever loves to treat him, anyway, I Huo Fangyi can't stay!

Modern technology is quite convenient, there is a special plane to pick up Wen Zhong returned to Dachang City the next day, and Secretary Liu also took only four days to lock on several suspicious targets.

These suspicious targets are all old stores inherited from the Republic of China or even more ancient times, and they have not been transformed into brands, no capital has been introduced, and they are all handmade in order to ensure the quality of the products.

This also leads to the fact that the products they flow out are very few and expensive, and the characteristics are very obvious.

Huo Fangyi looked at the information of these old shops, and at a glance locked on a tailor shop opened during the Republic of China.

This is a tailor shop in the ancient town of Taiping......

Huo Fangyi immediately patted his ass and left, it is better to leave this place in Dachang City to Yang Jian to take care of.

As for Zhao Kaiming, no one invited him to the banquet at Xiaoqiang's club, he understood that he was not welcomed in Okuraji, and he had already returned to the city he was responsible for with a few wives.

Taiping Ancient Town is a small town in Zhongzhou City, which is ancient and has a modern atmosphere - when Zhongzhou City built Taiping Ancient Town, it deliberately left some old buildings to maintain the name of "ancient".

Unlike the person in charge of Dachang City who died in the supernatural event, the person in charge of Zhongzhou City, Yinzi, is still alive and well, Taiping Ancient Town is still her hometown in Zhongzhou City, and Huo Fangyi will inevitably deal with Yinzi on this trip.

Fortunately, Yinzi didn't seem to be a xenophobic person, and he didn't react to Huo Fangyi's arrival at all.

When Huo Fangyi stepped into the old town of Taiping Ancient Town and walked into a hotel, he instantly found something strange.

At the counter of the hotel, there was an old coal lamp, and a man about sixty years old wearing an old cloth hat and a wrinkled face was lying on the counter.

There were also two staff members in the hotel, who walked lightly and seemed to have no weight at all.

Huo Fangyi immediately turned his head to Secretary Liu and said, "You go to Dajing City and continue to help me take charge of the overall situation!" I think I've come to the right place. ”

The old man glanced up at Huo Fangyi, smiled, and didn't say anything.

After Secretary Liu left the hotel, the man spoke: "Are all the descendants so sensitive now?" ”

"Ordinary people do what ordinary people do, and if they can avoid contact with the supernatural, they can avoid it." Huo Fangyi responded.

"What do you call it?" Huo Fangyi asked.

"I'm the owner of this inn, you can call me, Boss Liu."

After speaking, Boss Liu grinned, and seemed to be quite proud of the identity of the innkeeper.

"Do you want to come to Boss Liu's age, and you know a lot about the customs and customs of Taiping Ancient Town?" Huo Fangyi said tentatively.

"I guess I know a little bit about it! However, I will not answer your question in vain. Boss Liu rubbed his fingers and said.

"I'm here for a tailor's shop - I've seen the hell since I hit it, and I'm getting less and less timid, and I don't dare to go out without any more life-saving measures." Huo Fangyi looked familiar and talked to Boss Liu.

"O tailor! That proprietress doesn't have a good temper, and she may not be willing to do business with you! Boss Liu sighed, seemingly embarrassed.

"Isn't this Boss Liu! You're going to order some clothes for my lady. If you make a little more effort, I won't come forward, and give a little more money, what do you say? Huo Fangyi asked.

"Where the words! How can I be a black-hearted middleman to make the difference! Boss Liu blew his beard and glared.

"How can it be a black-hearted middleman? I'm a newcomer, and I don't know the rules of Taiping Ancient Town, and I still need more help from the boss! Isn't it a matter of course to pay a little? With that, Huo Fangyi took out a three-yuan note and handed it to Boss Liu.

Boss Liu held the three-yuan banknote in his hand, and couldn't say anything to refuse - the money bank has gone out of business, and the banknotes are now one less than one.