Chapter 320: Poll Crew

Of course, this is just my current speculation.

As for this ghost king, is it a "cat and mouse" for us, or is it using us to unlock abilities for ourselves.

That's hard to say.

I didn't know him either, but I made my own judgment through on-the-spot observations.

But no matter which one it is, this ghost king has absolute strength.

Moreover, the individual combat power is the most powerful existence I have ever seen except for Sister Bai.

I even suspected for a while that this guy might be a little stronger than Sister Bai.

Even if Grandpa Zhuangsha joined, he didn't take advantage of it at the moment.

And as time went by, the curator, the blind man, Grandpa Zhuangsha, and the dumb mother-in-law were all completely suppressed.

And the more you fight, the stronger you fight, the more you fight.

Grandpa Zhuangsha pierced his body just now, but it didn't affect him at all.

If this trend continues, the curator and others may not be able to stop it at all.

It is extremely likely that they will all be killed here......

My worries are actually the worries of everyone including the curator.

Because everyone can see that the strength of the ghost king is really too strong.

It was so strong that it exceeded the curator's expectations.

Within the curator's plan, gather with the strength of our museum.

It is difficult to deal with such a ghost nest, sneak attack a ghost king, and kill it quickly, but it is certainly not too difficult.

The reason why he asked Zhuangsha to call someone over also asked me to find someone to come.

There are two reasons for this.

First, the scale of the hive is huge, and he has a general understanding.

With such a big ghost nest, we people must not be able to clean it up.

These people came over, mainly to help clean up.

Not only can it increase their longevity merits.

At the same time, the main reason for contacting the poll bureau is to improve the rating status of our embassy in the poll bureau.

After all, the rating has been raised, and a subsidy of several million more per year is good for everyone.

It also brings us closer to the polling bureau, which is also what he should think of as a leader.

Second, the curator is really worried that we, the people, are not opponents.

It's really a very strong existence, and I can't deal with it.

It is also helpful to call someone over.

But the curator doesn't think the second reason really arises.

But the fact is that the other party is really too strong.

Now it's best to find someone to come and help.

Therefore, while fighting at the moment, the curator said:

"Stay strong, and consume it with this group of ghosts. Wait a little longer, and someone from the poll bureau should come. ”

The curator said this.

Our morale has been suppressed, and we have some confidence in an instant.

But as soon as the curator's words fell, the white-faced ghost king who was holding a black gold sword laughed out loud.

"Don't get your hopes up, old fellow. The pollster guy you're talking about was here long before you came.

It's locked in that stove! ”

After speaking, the ghost king waved his hand.

A gust of wind swept out.

The big iron stove in the corner was knocked to the ground with a "clang".

The green fire jumped, and with it, six ghosts floated out.

As soon as the six ghosts floated out of the iron furnace, dozens of iron chains appeared around the ghost tower.

These chains instantly entangled these ghosts, and then, just like the word "big", these six ghosts were all tied in the air of the ghost tower.

The ghosts, four of them were ragged and disheveled, delirious, and even a little muna.

Motionless, tied up in mid-air.

But the other two ghosts were dressed neatly, the clothes were all black and blue, and the neckline was positioned, with the word "Min".

It was two men, about forty years old.

Seeing this, the curator, the blind man, and we all changed their faces drastically, showing surprise.

The curator looked at the two men and said in surprise:

"Brother Ma, Brother Long!"

The second ghost saw the curator, showing a weak expression, very remorseful.

One of the male ghosts said:

"Yes, I'm sorry Director Chu, we, our brothers, brothers are greedy for merit. I came in the morning, but、But I didn't expect that these ghosts were too powerful, too powerful, to die here, and even the souls were detained in the iron furnace. ”

Hearing this, the curator had a sad face.

But there is still a comfort:

"Brother Ma, don't say it. Tonight, we will get you out. ”

As soon as the curator finished speaking, the other four ghosts, one of whom was a woman, raised their heads slightly.

When he looked at the curator and the others, his eyes lit up, and his eyes locked on the blind man.

"God, God, big brother."

God-given is the name of the blind man.

His real name is Long Tianci, and he used to work in the polling bureau, but then he became blind and came to our pavilion.

Hearing this voice at this moment, the blind man trembled.

After sweeping out a sword qi, he quickly retreated backwards.

At the same time, he looked sideways at the ragged woman.

When he saw the woman's face clearly, the blind man's face changed suddenly, and he said with surprise:

"Xiaoqing, are you Xiaoqing?"

The blind man's paper eyes suddenly flashed.

And the other three ghosts also raised their heads slightly at this moment, revealing their appearances.

The blind man swept it at a glance and recognized all three ghosts.

"Xiao Zhou, Xiao Tong, Vice Captain!"

The blind man was amazed.

It can be seen that the blind man and these four ghosts, the ghosts of the four members of the poll bureau who have been locked up here for 20 years, all know each other.

The other three ghosts were also a little excited.

But he was too weak to make a low voice:

"Brother Dalong!"

"Brother Long!"

"Dragon, I didn't expect, I didn't expect to see you!"

“……”

When the blind man heard these voices, he was obviously very emotionally touched.

The blind man has no family and lives alone.

I've been working as a security guard in our embassy for decades.

He likes to drink, in addition to relieving boredom, we later learned that there is a reason for his sweetheart.

It's the female ghost who calls him "God-given Big Brother".

When the blind man was young, he belonged to the kind of extremely powerful and highly talented players in the poll bureau.

Not only is he handsome, but he is also tall.

Whatever task is dangerous, he will do it.

And every time he can return safely, he is trained by the high-level.

But later, the blind man accidentally blinded his eyes because he helped Yin Cha catch a wanted ghost.

This made him, who was high-spirited and handsome, a little unacceptable.

left the poll bureau alone, and also left the girl he liked.

It wasn't until twenty years ago that he learned that the girl he liked was missing.

It's useless to light the soul lamp.

The soul lamp can't be lit, just two situations.

One is that the person and the ghost are gone, and they have been reincarnated.

The second is that the soul is gone.

The blind man is profound, and he can pass the yin.

He even used his connections and resources to personally go to the half-step multi-yin affairs office to check the whereabouts of the girl.

There is no registration over there.

In other words, no ghost has ever been to the underworld.

But in the sun, it's a little soulless.

The answer is obvious, the blind man thinks that the other party is distracted, heartbroken, and in love with drinking.

depressed, he worked as a security guard for twenty years, keeping vigil at the funeral home.

But now, the blind man has seen his youth and the people he liked when he was young.

She's still there, and she's not gone yet.

It's just that he has been locked up in the enchantment of this haunt's nest, sealed in the iron furnace......