Chapter 31 Newspaper Spread
The newspaper did not respond to Zhang Hao’s inquiry. The middle-aged Li Gui just stood there.
Seeing this, Zhang Hao didn’t ask any more questions. He held the ghost bride and just looked at the middle-aged ghost.
Anyway, as the treaty has been said, the newspaper will send Zhang Hao and the ghost bride away from the Caesar Hotel.
Since the newspaper office is not in a hurry, then he is not in a hurry either. Everyone is a ghost and there is no shortage of time.
Moreover, Zhang Hao didn't have a clue about the corridor outside. Without Gui Xie, he couldn't think of a way to leave.
Time passed slowly.
Suddenly, at a certain moment, there was a strange movement from the Ghost Bride.
“Let’s go!”
A vague concept came from the ghost bride, and then the ghost bride led Zhang Hao to the outside of the newspaper office.
"Huh? Is this the way to send us off?"
After walking out of the newspaper office, the bride took Zhang Hao deep into the aisle with no end in sight.
Dajing City, Pingan Hotel.
Han Mo and Yang Jian sat on chairs on both sides of a table.
“What do you think?”
Han Mo looked at Yang Jian and frowned.
I saw a newspaper on the table.
"Can you find out where this newspaper came from?"
Yang Jian picked up the newspaper and there was not much content on it, only two items.
However, the above content is extremely concerning.
"On August 19, 2017, the former bride had found her husband, but the wedding had not yet taken place. The husband's family suffered a big change, with a red incident at the forefront and a white incident suddenly."
"201 On August 24, the seventh year, a couple got married in Dachang City. They called their relatives and friends and went to get married in the middle of the night. However, they encountered a red and white evil spirit that they could not understand. "
"I don't know, it just appeared suddenly. Yes." Han Mo shook his head.
“I was out playing with some old friends at the time and accidentally picked up this newspaper.”
“I tried searching, but except for this newspaper, there was no one else around. Traces.”
"Moreover, I checked the surveillance and found that no one else was going to be in that area except me and my friends."
Han Mo looked at the newspaper and pointed at the 'red and white evil spirits' on it. Four words.
“After seeing the news about the red and white demons published on it, I thought about it and came to find you first.”
“After all, the headquarters has dealt with the red and white demons at present. Apart from Xiong Wenwen, the only ghost controllers are you and me."
The more Yang Jian looked at the contents of the newspaper, the more doubts he had in his heart.
"What is certain is that the red and white demons must have appeared at the Caesar Hotel at that time."
"Xiong Wenwen's prediction will not lie, and he has no need to deceive us."
< br>Han Mo said: "But until we entered the third floor, we didn't encounter the red and white evil spirits again. It’s very strange.”
“If the red and white demons are there, why don’t the newspaper ghosts use them to create traps to attack us?”
“Could it be that the mask you threw out? Did Bu really increase the terror of the red and white demons and prevent them from being affected by the newspaper ghost? ”
Yang Jian shook his head. This was what he couldn't understand the most about the red and white demons.
Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Ghost Bride to calm down in the Caesar Hotel after she is not controlled.
The ghost bride’s murder pattern, in a place full of ghosts, without the influence of newspaper ghosts, will inevitably start to get out of control.
“Would you like to go to Dachang City together?” Han Mo asked.
“No, I have some things to do in Dajing City this time, so I may not be able to go this time.”
Yang Jian shook his head and rejected the proposal. He came to Dajing City this time to find Wang Xiaoming to deal with the problem of his body's death.
"Okay."
Hearing that Yang Jian was not going, Han Mo was a little disappointed, but he didn't force it. He could smell it on Yang Jian at this time. It has a faint corpse smell.
When he was in ZS City, Yang Jian didn't have this corpse smell on his body.
All this shows that Yang Jian's health is deteriorating.
"What? Are you going to Dachang City now?" Yang Jian asked.
"You have to know that the captain's plan at the headquarters is about to start, so you're not worried?"
Han Mo shook his head.
"There is nothing to worry about. If I can't be selected, it means that I am not strong enough. There are many ghost masters in the headquarters who are stronger than me. I should be happy."
"If my strength is enough, then going to Dachang City this time can also increase my merits, and it can also avoid more casualties in Dachang City."
Hearing this, Yang Jian did not continue to ask. .
He believed that he could not have Han Mo's mentality and this idea of sacrificing himself for others, but he respected it.
This newspaper with rubbings about the red and white demons seems to be not just in the hands of Han Mo. Many ghost controllers have obtained newspapers with the same content.
While the captain plan was being launched and candidates were being selected, some of the ghost masters had already left Dajing City unknowingly.
At night, Dachang City.
Under the dark night, on a long mountain road, cars with happy characters on them were driving one after another.
"Old Wu, we will be arriving at the bride's house soon, are you nervous?"
In the front car, the driver looked at his friend in a suit next to him.
"Hey, are you ready for the red envelopes? Don't let the red envelopes run out and we won't be able to get in."
Behind him, two men in suits of similar age also raised their heads and joked to the groom in the co-pilot.
"Don't worry, don't worry. An old man in a family is like a treasure. The family has prepared all the things that should be prepared."
The man known as Lao Wu also had a smile on his face at this time. meaning.
Although he is called Lao Wu, in fact, he looks to be in his early twenties.
Obviously, this is just a name for each other among several friends.
"That's alright. Don't even think about escaping today. We are going to have a wedding. If you run away early, I will tell you that you are not good at that, sister-in-law."
"I can't do it? Are you kidding me? One night The seven times I talked about it were your father and me."
Old Wu shouted loudly as if he was being touched on.
Hearing this, everyone in the car laughed.
Amidst the sometimes joyful and sometimes emotional words of several people, the car quickly passed through the mountain road and arrived at a small village in the countryside.
"Huh?"
Behind Lao Wu, a young man looked at the entrance of the village and frowned.
"Someone died in this village today?"
At this time, white lanterns were hung outside an old brick house not far from the village entrance.
Not far from the brick house, wreaths with the word "Dian" written on them were placed beside the wall.
In the house, there were many people wearing mourning clothes and kowtow to the coffin. Mr. Zuofa was reciting scriptures for the salvation of the deceased.
Lao Wu’s original smiling face also disappeared when he saw this scene.
"Old Wu, it's okay. They do their thing and we do ours. There is no conflict."
The friend behind him noticed the change in Lao Wu's expression and comforted him.
(End of this chapter)