"A bunch of bastards."

The investigator of the Lishan Investigation Office stared at the back of the fourth security team and scolded in a low voice: "At this time, if you don't work together to deal with the ghosts, you still want to rob our things?" ”

"A lot of people are really not as good as ghosts, and when the disaster breaks out completely, you'll see even more ugly things." Chen Yuntian gently patted Bai Xiao's shoulder and said very seriously: "But I hope you never lose yourself and understand what you are living for." ”

Chen Yuntian knew that those security personnel were the hole cards of the General Administration, and they were not like people, if they really tore their faces with the other party, it was the investigators on their side who suffered.

"Director, thank you for speaking for me." The white owl put away his long knife, he seemed to sense something, and turned his head to look at the corner of the wall in the distance.

"The Investigation Bureau was originally established to protect the citizens of Hanhai, but if we can't even protect our own people, how can we protect others?" Chen Yuntian walked towards the corridor: "I have always treated you as my own children. ”

In the corridor, four groups of security personnel formed a formation and followed behind the paper dolls, and their combination was very strange.

At this time, a small crack appeared on the white jade, and there was no bump, and the crack started from the jade heart.

"Do you want to take the elevator?" As soon as the members of the fourth group arrived in Hanhai, they were given a high level of strength and opened the most difficult dungeon, and now after leaving the hospital, they have become cautious.

Usually few people would engrave their names on jade, but the white jade was engraved with the old man's own name.

With that, he threw the sieve in the hallway.

"Of course I do." The residents who were destroyed by the old man just now reappeared, and Xia Yang's voice came out of his mouth: "But I just want you to die." ”

"You dare to take Hades' money?"

Standing in front of the fire, the face of the leader of the four groups was grim, he looked at the distorted figures in the firelight, and picked up the white bone sieve on the ground.

Throwing three into the fire, he pinched the last white bone sieve: "Lead the way." ”

"It's okay, keep going." Following the beating white bone sieve, the four security teams had already distanced themselves from the white owls.

"Lead the way."

There were all kinds of advertisements posted in the small car, and there were a lot of abusive words.

The members of the group who followed the old man were loaded with live ammunition, wearing night vision devices and various props made by the Narrator Research Institute.

"That guy escaped here?" Before the old man could react, he saw that the broken walls had been restored, and the corridor seemed to have no end, and there were more and more ghosts in the ghost market, some of them were residents of the building, and some were wearing hospital gowns from Lishan Hospital.

"Team leader, don't you care if those investigators live or die? The yin qi in this building is very heavy, and there should be more than one big ghost hidden. ”

The old man who opened the road was holding a paper figure with both hands, pedantic and old-fashioned, as if he was still living in the previous era.

A few minutes after they went upstairs, Takamei, who had changed his clothes, appeared in the hallway.

The old man picked up the spirit card containing the child's photo, glared angrily, spat out the truth, and the spirit card in his hand shattered, and the child's cry came out of it.

……

The white bone sieve seemed to hide the soul of a child, and after hitting the ground, it rolled upstairs.

The elevator doors opened slowly, stuttering, like tapes that had gone wrong.

The fire burned on the talisman paper, and the old man pasted the talisman on the porch, the cries began to distort, and the inhabitants of the building close to the fourth security team stiffened.

When I opened the lid of the box, it was full of paper money.

Grabbed a handful of paper money and scattered it, and when the paper money on the surface was finished, the old man took out the fire fold hidden underneath.

The leader of the four groups took out a stick of incense from his sleeve, lit it and placed it directly north of the elevator car.

The gunshots rang out, and the people of the fourth security team wanted to kill Xia Yang, but in exchange for Xia Yang's laughter: "Can you still catch me this time?" ”

"Ghost City." The old man shook his hand and took out the copper hammer, drew the talisman with one hand, drank another sip of spirit, and squirted at the talisman.

Couplets are posted on the old blue-gray elevator doors, faded happy characters swaying in the wind, and the overhead lights seem to be in poor contact, flickering on and off.

"Don't panic, these things are drawn by some evil ghost, they don't really exist, we just need to escape from the illusion." The old man cut his palm and smeared blood on his eyelids: "It even dares to paint the clay sculptures in Lishan Hospital, doesn't it know that there is a certain probability that the dead gods will attach to its portraits and clay sculptures?" ”

"Don't remember the world when you're dead, I'll take you to where you should go." The old man beckoned backwards, and a member of the group placed the box he was carrying in front of the old man.

"Fake and real, this ghost market is drawn?" The old man immediately remembered Xia Yang they met in Lishan Hospital, Xia Yang, who was good at painting, single-handedly stopped all the security teams and delayed for a long time.

"This ghost path is so cruel, I've already figured out how to die." Xia Yang's voice came into his ears, he and Gao Ming walked into the fire, the elevator started, the fire faded, but there was a burning painting on the elevator car.

"I'm full, I'm ready to go."

With a light palm, the white bone sieve in the spirit card rolled to the ground, colliding with each other, and did not stop until the elevator entrance.

The heart suddenly tingled, as if it had been pricked by a needle, and the leader of the four groups stopped and took out a cloudy jade sculpture from his chest.

"Team leader?"

Coming to the eleventh floor, the sound of selling suddenly reached the ears of the four groups of security guards, the corridor was no longer dark, the red lanterns were hung on the door frame, and the residents on this floor set up small stalls at the door, selling all kinds of daily necessities, most of which were stained with blood.

With his back to the firelight, the old man led the team behind the sieve.

The paper money that the old man had scattered just now was set on fire, and all the ghosts who had taken the old man's paper money let out an extremely miserable wail.

The indicator light turned on, and the blood-red numbers looked at everyone like blood-red eyes.

"They are looking for their own death, and I can't be blamed for being ruthless."

The fourth security team was trapped by Xia Yang, and in order to cooperate with Xia Yang, several residents of the Surabaya apartment also ran out of the black and white photos, and the ghosts in the ghost city were not all fake.

The brass hammer was lifted, and the wall was torn apart, and the resident who sold his things turned out to be just a painting on the wall.

Holding down the five fingers, slamming downward, the fire poured into the elevator, and in the jumping firelight, several figures were struggling in pain.

Smoke rose in the air, and human figures loomed in the smoke, crowded into the elevator, looking at the old man in unison.

The apartment resident, who was burned by the fire, pushed an old man with no face into the furnace.

After making sure that there was no problem here, Gao Ming carried the big bag of toys and entered the elevator again.

The numbers on the display kept changing, and he took out a color photo of Ah Fang.

(End of chapter)