After the two sides negotiated, Wang Xiaoming presented a satellite positioning phone on behalf of the headquarters before leaving, and Zhao Jianguo, the captain of the liaison department, was directly responsible for the docking.

Although Liang Xingyang is not a ghost handler at the Criminal Police Headquarters, his strength has been fully recognized, and he is regarded by the headquarters as a top ghost handler of the same level as Ye Zhen and Fang Shiming, and his status is transcendent.

Zhang Wei and Zhang Xiangui waited at the door of the office until Wang Xiaoming and Li Jun and their party left.

Liang Xingyang said: "Zhang Wei, let's just buy a villa." ”

Now it is the sale period, and they can't live in it in a short time, so it is better to buy a villa directly.

Zhang Wei shouted reluctantly: "Then how can it be done, don't worry, the sales department will be closed tomorrow, you and Brother Leg will move in directly, and the seventh middle school has not been on the number together for a long time after separation." ”

Zhang Xiangui said that he wanted to hit someone, came to the sofa and sat down and said, "Stinky boy, don't mess around." The little brother is Zhang Wei's classmate, he is so young and doesn't study, what kind of work do you do now? ”

"Well, unemployed." Liang Xingyang was stunned when he heard this, as if after leaving No. 7 Middle School, he ran around by himself, and he didn't think about anything in this regard.

Zhang Xiangui didn't care, and continued to ask with a smile on his face: "Classmate Liang, do you have cooperation with the Interpol department now?" ”

"They begged me to do something, and I haven't decided to say yes to them." Liang Xingyang said.

"I heard that this headquarters is a place to deal with special domestic events, could it be that the students are talents engaged in this field?"

"Recently, I've been hearing Ah Wei's ghost talk about the haunting of No. 7 Middle School, but I don't believe it, I can't be sure until I see it with my own eyes." Zhang Xiangui's expression was stunned, and he nodded.

Liang Xing raised his eyebrows and explained, "Uncle Zhang, people like us are called ghost handlers. What Zhang Wei said is true, there was indeed a supernatural incident in the seventh middle school, is my uncle interested in this kind of thing? ”

"I'd like to see it with my own eyes and confirm it."

Zhang Xiangui was obviously surprised, and nodded slowly.

"No problem." Liang Xingyang agreed.

Zhang Wei thought of something, and said in horror: "Damn, you don't want to be here, call that terrifying old man who knocks on the door and catch it." ”

Keeping a knocker?

Liang Xingyang was stunned by Zhang Wei's words, and then a flash of inspiration flashed and he thought to himself in his mind.

The knocker is no longer a threat to him who has become an outlier, except for that psychological shadow, and once the coffin is nailed, it is easy to detain.

The point isn't on the knocker.

Luo Wensong was the first manager of the ghost post office, and before he died, he used an unknown method to dismember the ghost on his body.

Knocking on the door, corpse spots, and ghosts are just one of the fragmentary puzzles, and there are two kinds of puzzles on the ghosts wandering in the post office: those who turn off the lights and those who open the door must die.

These are relatively easy to obtain.

The most difficult thing is to master the post office thoroughly, and the power of the ghost post office can do it to open countless wooden doors outside. To do this, it is necessary to kill the second manager, Tian Xiaoyue, and the third manager, Zhang Xianguang.

Not only that, but there are also several soul bottles buried in Luo Wensong's hometown, which should have been bought by others now, and two of the soul bottles are imprisoned in the left and right ghost hands, which is also one of Luo Wensong's puzzle pieces.

It's a pity that after Yang Jian controlled the ghost hand on the right side in the original book, the whereabouts of the left hand have been unknown after the ghost painting incident.

Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, feeling that he could purposefully find Luo Wensong's puzzle pieces, and then use the devouring ability of the starving ghost to forcibly control these puzzle pieces and master the supernatural power of Luo Wensong, one of the seven elders.

Why choose Luo Wensong, because the easiest corpse to get hold of is him.

Li Qingzhi, who has gone deep into the supernatural place of Caesar Hotel, does not know Luo Qian, who is buried in the tomb of Fushouyuan, Meng Xiaodong in Room 301 of Dachuan City, Zhang Dong of the ancient house of the Republic of China in the Ghost Forest, Zhang Youhong in the red cheongsam puppeteer, and the old man in the Chinese medicine shop, the supernatural power on his body is difficult to collect.

"Classmates? Are you listening? Zhang Xiangui frowned, the other party was distracted, he could only smile and shake his head.

Liang Xingyang came back to his senses and said lightly: "Uncle Zhang, I came here to buy a villa, if you want to know about the supernatural power, come with me." ”

Zhang Xiangui smiled and said: "The villas in the community I developed are not cheap, they are worth tens of millions. ”

And yet the next moment.

"Snort."

The lights in the office suddenly flickered.

Liang Xingyang waved his hand, and a thick blue-black haze enveloped the entire office, and then dissipated, leading them to the villa area.

"Damn." Zhang Wei was taken aback.

"This ...... Hiss ......"

Zhang Xiangui stared at the environment in front of him with wide eyes, making his face pale slightly, and hurriedly pinched the flesh on his body, and a strong pain came, it was actually what really happened.

One second he was still in the office, and the next he was in front of the villa.

Could it be that those ghost riders have mastered this power?

Liang Xingyang didn't smile, walked directly to a villa, and said lightly: "This villa looks good, Uncle Zhang, how much is the villa?" ”

"Eight, sixty million." After Zhang Xiangui came back to his senses, he hurriedly changed his words.

Zhang Wei was dissatisfied: "Dad, I will live in the future, how can you collect money?" ”

Zhang Wei is already planning to move, no one can stop his determination, he often talks to Yang Jian, and his leg brother says that supernatural events are frequent, the whole world is no longer safe, who knows when he will encounter supernatural events again.

Zhang Xiangui's eyes lit up, and he also believed Zhang Wei's words at this moment, if there would be haunted everywhere in the future, he decided to invest in these ghost handlers, and hurriedly said: "Classmate Liang, I am in charge of this villa and will give it to you for free." ”

He is worth billions, and the entire community is his industry, and tens of millions are not worth mentioning at all, if he can be safeguarded in the event of a supernatural event, this investment will be doubled.

Liang Xingyang didn't care, Dachang City did not experience the starvation ghost incident, and there were still a few supernatural incidents, but the degree of harm would not exceed Class A.

For the rich and rich, security is what they most desire to be guaranteed. He is a classmate of Zhang Wei, and he doesn't mind sheltering Zhang Xiangui.

"Woo ......"

The infiltrating wind blew, and the blue-black haze quickly enveloped the villa, wrapped in a thick haze, and the ghost affected the reality, and the whole villa was moved to the original location of the old mansion during the Republic of China.

He was going to guard the third Golden Room room, and there was nothing safer than for him to guard it directly.

Zhang Xiangui and Zhang Wei stalked their necks and opened their mouths wide, looking incredulous and shocked.

Not even the entire villa was gone, they reappeared elsewhere, and the three views were completely shattered.

"Well, the furniture inside is very complete, there is an area of five hundred square meters on one floor, and the attic on the fourth floor can be used to build a safe house, and it can also be used to store supernatural items, and the gold reserves of Dachang City are enough for me to easily build."

Liang Xingyang invited them into the villa, intending to find a room to rest, although he had become an outlier, he still hoped to maintain the routine of living people in the future.

He wanted to rest, and Zhang Xiangui pulled Zhang Wei away with great eyesight.

Liang Xingyang was lying on the bed, while checking and filling in the gaps in his mind about the itinerary to Dajing City, he was thinking about who he would create, he had connections and means, and he was suitable for buying a large amount of beef for him to feed the ghost baby to grow up, and he also took care of some trivial matters.

However, in the city of Okyo.

Ping'an Building, Fang Shiming's eyes flickered, put down a mobile phone, he just wanted to contact Jiang Shangbai and others to inquire about the progress of the work, but he didn't expect that the other party had not answered the phone, and even the other three people had lost contact.

It reminded him of something bad.

Fang Shiming sat in the dimly lit office, motionless and looked at the mobile phone on the desk, like a sculpture, and worked on it for hours.

He didn't lack patience, but he didn't wait for Jiang Shangbai's callback.

His face grew gloomy, and he slowly reached out and took out a box from under his clothes, and took out a strange pair of scissors inside.

As soon as the scissors were taken out, the office was filled with a stench.

The most bizarre thing is that the handle of this scissor is wrapped around a dense circle of black hair, some of which are even connected to the scalp at the roots, and the stench of decay is emitted from here.

"I have no choice but to use this thing."

Fang Shiming opened the drawer and took out two photos, one was Liang Xingyang and the other was Yang Jian, and the names of the other party were written on both photos.

With a real name and a full body photo, this is the way to trigger the law of ghost scissors killing.

"Which one to choose first?"

Fang Shiming pondered for a while and picked up Liang Xingyang's photo.

Until now, the circle of friends has not gotten any information about this mysterious ghost handler, and they don't even know anything about the powerful ghost controlled by the other party.

Yang Jian joined the headquarters, codenamed Ghost Eye, and established a file of ghost riders.

Fang Shiming has seen the file, the other party is just controlling a ghost, although he has a rare ghost, but the threat is not big.

Maybe Jiang Shangbai and his party were planted in the hands of this Liang Xingyang.

"Get you on your way."

The fierce color in Fang Shiming's eyes flashed, and the scissors in his hand fell on the photo with Liang Xingyang's name written on it, the originally brightly colored photo suddenly became stale at this moment, a layer of black shadows shrouded it, and the bright colors faded all at once.

The photo is cut open little by little, and the weird curse begins to spread.

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