At twelve o'clock, the night was dark.

The crowd that had been watching the hearse during the day had dispersed.

But the police officers of Xinli City still guarded the scene and did not leave an inch.

Just after twelve o'clock, three bald monks in red robes appeared with neat steps.

The police officers guarding the scene seemed to have been ordered, and as soon as the three red-clothed monks appeared, all the police officers turned around one after another.

The three monks stood in front of them with one hand and bowed to the police officers.

Then he bowed solemnly to the pile of ashes that had been cleaned up.

The faces of each monk were extremely solemn.

Then, the three cardinal monks hurried to the ashes and rummaged through them very carefully.

Even after a few hours, the temperature of the ashes had not yet gone down, and it was still hot.

But as if they couldn't feel it, the three monks were serious and meticulous, as if they were panning for gold in the sand.

Eventually, a look of surprise suddenly appeared on the monk's face, and he reached out and took out a piece of white paper from the ashes that had been burned to the point that only a little fragment remained!

His face was full of ecstasy, and he shouted excitedly, "Found it!" ”

"I found it!"

Xia Guo, Zhongzhou Yundu Road.

Yang Ning looked at the piece of paper that was burned to the point that only a small piece of paper was left in his hand, and smiled slightly.

Then he yawned.

It's as if he doesn't have an interest in anything, and he doesn't care about anything.

......

The next morning, seven o'clock.

Yang Ning boarded a flight to Mingyue City.

His behavior seems to be just a personal behavior, but in fact, secretly a lot of people sweat because of his behavior.

Everyone in the Special Administration was confused.

This is just the kind of forty people who were killed in the celestial phenomenon, or the kind that is broadcast live around the world, and now this big brother who doesn't even dare to mention his name is moving again?

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Yang Ning appeared in front of the Xiangli Hotel, which has now been reconverted into a shopping mall and commercial apartment, holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Looking at the modern shopping mall building in front of him, Yang Ning showed a heartfelt smile on his face.

At this time, on the LED screen on the façade of the building, a red cartoon man who was dancing suddenly stuck out his tongue at Yang Ning.

Yang Ning smiled and said: "Well, overnight, I took everyone from thousands of miles through the mirror, little bald, you have become powerful again!" ”

This time, the red cartoon man twisted his ass.

Yang Ning: "Well, I think this time, you are very likely to beat me in the mirror world." ”

Syllable!

The building's LED screen went black in an instant, and the power went out.

Yang Ning smiled happily when he saw this, walked into the mall, turned the elevator warehouse, took the stairs, and went up to the twenty-fourth floor.

The fourth-floor door has been sealed, and a seal has been affixed to it.

At this time, in front of the door of this floor, there are a lot of flowers, couplets, and some offerings.

Yesterday was the 10th anniversary of the fire at the Xiangli Hotel.

Ten years have passed, and many people don't remember the fire.

But there are many people who still remember it.

Someone still remembers them.

Putting down the flowers in his hand, Yang Ning bowed slightly to the sealed door in front of him.

Click!

The door with the seal opened automatically, and Yang Ning stepped in.

This floor still maintains the original appearance after being burned down, and at this moment, there are many "people" standing in the corridor like charcoal.

There are the "people" of the Santa Group, and there are the "people" who died in the fire that broke out here ten years ago.

There was also a small blood-red figure among them.

Sticking a lit green incense stick on the floor, looking at these "people", Yang Ning said: "If you don't have any wishes, then, disperse, right?" ”

The ghosts who were burned to death bowed to Yang Ning one after another to express their gratitude, and then became thin and dissipated into green smoke.

Even the ghosts of the Santa Group expressed their gratitude to Yang Ning.

Because at the last moment of his life, Yang Ning did not let these people feel pain.

They have harmed people but are not the masterminds, they can pay for their lives, and there is no need to be tortured.

Except, of course, the trembling mass of Lorraine who huddled in the corner.

He will become the eighth lamp in front of Yang Ning's desk.

In fact, strictly speaking, Lorraine is not qualified, but it doesn't matter, Yang Ning is willing to promote him exceptionally.

When he saw Yang Ning, Lorraine, who had become a charcoal ghost, showed an incomparably strong resentment in his eyes!

Yang Ning smiled, "Mr. Lorraine, I just like your unruly appearance. ”

With that, he stretched out his hand, and Lorraine turned into a cloud of black smoke wrapped around his fingers.

In the end, the little bald Wu Di led a coke man to Yang Ning.

Yang Ning said to the coke man, "Rest assured." ”

The coke man knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Yang Ning three times, and then gradually dissipated.

After dealing with all this, Yang Ning stayed in Mingyue City for half a day and booked a ticket to return to Zhongzhou for the night.

When I got back to the store, it was dark again.

Looking at the eighth soul lamp lit up in front of his desk, Yang Ning felt an infinite sense of satisfaction appear on his face.

He stirred the flame of the candle with his hand, and the light and shadow of the fire were full of shadows, and Lorraine's infinitely resentful face could be seen in it.

Yang Ning smiled and said, "Come, Mr. Lorraine, let's make a bet, and we will bet ......."

"Well, just bet on whether your holy monk master will save you?"

Between the lights, Lorraine's expression suddenly became frightened!

But Yang Ning ignored these and continued: "If, I mean if, that Heavenly Elephant Holy Monk is willing to save you......"

"Hey......

"Then the fate between us will come."

At that little bit of flame on the wick, Yang Ning played for an hour before putting it back in front of his desk.

As soon as there was no soul lamp to play, Yang Ning immediately yawned.

On the side, Shiwen, whose whole body was broken into pieces, held up his little head, blinked his eyes and asked, "Orange Orange, you seem to have been sleepy since you came here." ”

Yang Ning yawned again and didn't speak.

He looked at the eight soul lamps in front of his desk and wondered, when will the ninth one come?

On one side, the little turtle crawled over with his hands and feet, and said with a smile: "Orange Orange will be sleepy because Orange Orange has no other toys to play with except candles!" ”

As he spoke, he used his broken arm to hold two severed hands and handed them to Yang Ning, "Orange Orange, play with you!" ”

On the side, Chen Yamei handed over her cute little head in a similar way, "Orange Orange, play with you!" ”

On the other side, Xia reached out to dig the heart in his chest, and Sun Dafat, who he hadn't seen for a few days, was still shaking his large intestine.

Honghong stared at her red hands, and Hitomi began to grope for her eye sockets......

Yang Ning: "Stop! ”

The imps stopped.

He yawned again, feeling a little hungry.

Looking at the little ghosts in front of him, Yang Ning said with some dissatisfaction: "You are not too young, all of you are one or twenty years old, and none of you can cook?" ”

"I have to eat takeout when I'm hungry this night, how unhealthy is this?"

The taciturn pupil blinked at his scarlet ghost eyes and said, "Why don't you call the Special Administration?" Let them deliver? ”

Another sullen jar who was also taciturn was red, and his red bloody hands were active and said with disdain: "Hitomi, you don't know anything about the Special Management Bureau, they manage special affairs, and they are not responsible for food delivery. ”

Hitomi shook her head: "No, no one knows the Special Administration Bureau better than me. ”

"Although they are not responsible for delivery, they can be responsible for the delivery of Orange Orange."

Sun Dapang shook his intestines and asked, "Orange Orange, why don't I give you a little bit?" Original flavor, keep fresh! ”

Yang Ning: "??? ”

The next second, crackling!

Suddenly the store lit up with a blue arc!

Now, the large intestine in Sun Dapang's hand is really ready to eat.

At this time, Ming Ming, who was holding the diary, floated over and said to Yang Ning: "I'll kill a chef for you and let him cook every day, okay?" ”

Yang Ning glanced at her and said, "The feng shui in that place in the corner is good, or is it more suitable for you." ”

Mingming: "?! ”

Her eyes were bleeding and tearful, and she said with great emotion: "I knew you cared about me, today, I have to kill you for anything that can cook." ”

As she spoke, she spread her hands, and the notebook that seemed to have become one with her automatically opened.

One horizontal, one vertical, one skimming, one stroke, a small blood-red "wood" word quickly took shape!

Syllable!

Yang Ning pressed her notebook and said, "This person will come by himself after a while, don't bother." ”

When, when, when!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door of the shop.

......