High in the sky, a red balloon floated into the air with three people.

After the balloon crossed the eaves of the ancient house, a thick fog enveloped the ancient house, and when the fog dissipated a little, the ancient house inside suddenly disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

The fog gradually dissipated, revealing a brightly lit cluster of city buildings nearby.

High-rise buildings, neon lights, and sparse vehicles on the road at more than two o'clock in the morning.

The cool breeze in the sky blew the red balloon, shaking it with everyone, but as they looked at the city below, the fear in their hearts inexplicably dissipated a lot.

They left the supernatural land and drifted straight into the city.

"The revived old man was so cruel that he almost didn't survive."

Zhou Deng hurriedly tore off the transparent human skin mask and breathed heavily, feeling the rest of his life after the catastrophe.

Liang Xingyang's eyes flickered, holding the coffin nail in his hand, recalling the dangerous situation: "The erasure of the old man is too terrifying, if you stay a little longer, even the powerful ghost will fall into a state of death, and he can't even get rid of the red balloon, and he will be sent to the sky and kept in prison." ”

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was in a very strange state at this time, his eyes were closed, and he was firmly holding the cracked spear in his hand, as if he had fallen into a deep sleep.

The higher the red balloon flies, the stronger the suppression of the ghosts.

Now Yang Jian was motionless, stiff and cold, like a cold corpse, letting the red balloon fly higher and higher.

Liang Xingyang started to test it, and suddenly found that he couldn't take out the cracked spear from Yang Jian's hand.

And the silk thread of the red balloon was tightly entangled, growing on Yang Jian's hand as if it had taken root, and this spiritual silk thread could not be cut with ordinary sharp weapons.

Zhou Deng looked around left and right and estimated the distance: "It's about two hundred meters in the air, what should Yang Jian do, can he go down directly with the ghost snake?" ”

Liang Xingyang didn't speak, and the dark red coffin nail in his hand slammed into the red balloon, easily piercing it.

The red balloon that was penetrated did not break, let alone leak, and the touch felt as if it had been pierced into frozen meat.

Yang Jian opened his eyes suddenly, and his unconscious body resumed its movements.

Without waiting for him to say anything, the restrictions on coffin nails were already in effect.

The three of them paused for a moment, and immediately fell quickly towards the ground.

"Yo-hoo."

Zhou Deng's facial features were distorted by the powerful air current, but his mouth shouted excitedly.

Ordinary people who fall from this height without any armor or flying props are usually frightened to the point that their souls fly out, but he swings his hands and feet like a fish in water.

The next moment.

Liang Xingyang grabbed Zhou Deng with one hand, and a white light diffused out of his body, enveloping him and Yang Jian, turning into a meteor, drawing a parabola, and appearing on the ground in the next second.

Steady landing.

The city was still brightly lit at two o'clock in the morning, and there were three more figures on the sidewalks.

Yang Jian moved his body, and his neck twisted and clicked: "If you hadn't pinned the balloon, I don't know where it would have flown to." ”

"The shape of the spirit doesn't matter! The red balloon given by the post office must be a completely dead ghost, not that kind of derived supernatural prop. Flying to a certain height, maybe the balloon has the possibility of recovery. ”

Liang Xingyang took out a mirror from his arms and immediately fell to the ground.

"Click."

The sound of a mirror shattering rang out.

A thick and cold aura squeezed the seven ghost handlers, returning to reality from the shattered mirror space.

"Back to reality, this is not an old house. Great, it looks like we're really out of trouble. ”

"The time on the bus was so short that my body started to feel restless again. Damn, in the end, I'm going to die from the revival of the ghost. ”

"If you can live for a while, you can live for a while, after all, people like us, if we die, we will cause trouble to others, so it is better to learn from the old man in the ancient house and prepare a coffin for ourselves in advance. When it's time to take your last breath, bury yourself alive. ”

After a burst of whispering and emotion.

Liang Xingyang's face was calm and said: "The supernatural bus will pass by the platform of Dashan Bird and Beast Park at about nine o'clock in the evening, if you want to get on the bus again, try to survive yourself." ”

After being bitten by the fat corpse at the base of the bus, he could vaguely sense the route of the bus in a day.

At the last moment, Wang Feng's dying act touched him a little. He is willing to provide a little help to these ghost riders in terms of intelligence.

The seven people thanked and left, some were willing to get on the bus again in order to survive, some returned to reality, and there were unfulfilled wishes, wanting to completely end before the next ghost revival.

"By the way, where are we now?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhou Deng pointed to the signboard on the side, a branch of a well-known restaurant, and said with certainty: "It should be Dazhou City." ”

"It's a bit far from Dachang City." Yang Jian said.

"Do you want to report the matter of the ancient mansion to the headquarters, and Fan Xing's death, do you want me to help you hide it?" Zhou Deng said, looking a little idle, unwilling to stay here in the middle of the night to blow the cold wind, and hurried to leave.

"Feel free, there's no need to hide it."

Liang Xingyang killed Fan Xing with a heartbeat, and he didn't intend to deny it. If the headquarters wants to come and find trouble, he can solve it too.

He glanced at Yang Jian again, and according to the time trajectory of the ancient mansion mission, he silently calculated the time in his heart, and found that Qin Lao still had a month to live. In the end, he locked himself in a statue and saved his last breath from headquarters.

And the headquarters lost Qin Lao's deterrence, it was just a huge piece of fat, without the firewall, the ghosts could enter and in freely.

Even if the captain's plan is implemented, Li Jun turns into an outlier and succeeds in the wish-stealing experiment, but it can't stop the ambitions of others.

Perhaps the greatest enemy of an organization is not from the outside, but from factional rivalries, moths born of greed and ambition.

Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "You can not hide it, but the situation cannot be distorted, you must explain it clearly, you know what I mean." ”

Even an attack on Interpol by a civilian ghost rider is enough to be investigated and a wanted warrant issued, and the act of killing the city leader is even worse.

Zhou Deng said: "I understand, I must beautify and beautify, and try my best to make big things small things." The headquarters has my contact information, and we will contact each other later. ”

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand in goodbye and turned to leave the road.

Only Liang Xingyang and Yang Jian were left in the same place.

Needless to say.

The scope of the ghost ghost is not large.

The red light of the ghost eye spread out, and the ghost snake shifted, easily crossing the five cities, and the two of them turned back to Dachang City together.

At this point in time, it was still early in the morning.

Shangtong Company only has shifts on duty at night, and the security guards patrolling in the company, everyone is resting.

It's late at night.

Sales hall of Guanjiang community.

Yang Jian uncharacteristically came to the rooftop, as if he was in a hurry to notice something unusual in the city.

The red light of the scarlet ghost eyes quietly spread throughout Dachang City, and the nine ghost eyes were patrolling every corner of the city to see if there had been any supernatural events in the city in the past week.

Soon, a strange white porcelain jar-shaped ghost snake was exposed to the ghost's gaze.

At the same time, there is also the dark green fire burning in the white porcelain jar.

The two kinds of ghosts entangled and invaded each other, and the white porcelain jar trapped the dark green fire and gained the upper hand. It's just that the dark green firelight ghost is unwilling to give up, and is constantly invading, turning around in it.

Liang Xingyang asked, "There is a supernatural event that has invaded Dachang City?" ”

"There are two ghost snakes, one of which is a white porcelain jar-shaped ghost snake that isolates my prying eyes, and the intensity is about five layers of ghost eyes, which can already affect reality. The other ghost snake gives me a familiar feeling, very similar to Li Jun's ghost fire. ”

Yang Jian muttered, and suddenly frowned, and there was a burst of burning pain in the ghost's eyes, and this kind of fire had a strong irritation.

The strength of the Firelight Ghost Snake is about four layers of Ghost Eyes, so that the Ghost Eyes, which are only stacked with three, can't help but want to dodge, and can't spy for a long time.

And the dark green firelight didn't know how to get out of the suppression, and was rushing towards the Guanjiang community.

The fire flickered away.

Li Jun walked out of the flames from the miserable green flames burning all over his body, and the first thing he said was: "Yang Jian, I will recruit you as the captain now." ”

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