Chapter 64 Liang Xingyang’s actions
The phone hung up.
Liang Xingyang thought for a while, took a shower, changed into a new set of clothes, and then drove away from the hotel after a good meal.
"Why can't Yang Jian's phone get through?"
Liang Xingyang frowned, put down the phone in his hand, and parked the car outside the cordon.
In just two days, the size of the human head balloon has become even larger!
What Tong Qian did was wrong. Such supernatural events cannot be restricted by isolation.
I'm afraid that in a little while, the whole city will fall.
Even though Liang Xingyang was so far away from the center of the supernatural incident, he still felt uneasy in his heart.
The heads in the sky are drifting away in the distance with the wind.
The supernatural curse of the human-headed balloon is expanding at an alarming rate after it erupted in the city.
"Huh?"
Liang Xingyang suddenly noticed some abnormal phenomena. A pale dead head with closed eyes slowly floated out from the window of a residential building. What followed was the third Two, and the third, a complete family of men, women, and children.
Following this, more round black heads flew out, with their eyes closed tightly, and their pale, bloodless faces, crowded together in a dense and spectacular manner.
“Plop~Plop.”
Liang Xingyang's face was horrified, and he directly used the ghost's supernatural power.
The human head balloon attack was too subtle. He had seen the faces of the dead heads clearly, and he could not be sure whether it triggered the killing pattern of the human head balloon.
The withered heart at the heart was beating erratically, and a fatal heartbeat curse began to radiate out, and the range was controlled by him to about one meter.
Fighting curses with curses should work.
Liang Xingyang turned the steering wheel full, and the RV quickly turned around, left the street, and drove further away.
Heads kept flying out of the residential buildings on both sides of the road.
"The curse of the human head balloon began to erupt at an incredible speed."
Liang Xingyang looked forward and whispered while holding the steering wheel.
"Beep."
A bus passed by at high speed, and the accelerator seemed to be pressed to the bottom, much faster than the RV.
Liang Xingyang suddenly remembered something. Yang Jian's refusal to answer the phone might be related to the supernatural bus.
In the original work, Yang Jian accidentally boarded the supernatural bus in order to retrieve the satellite positioning phone of Xiaochun City detective Xu Feng.
After Yang Jian gets off the supernatural bus, he will appear in a city in the north. It will take him five days to return to Dachang City.
There is a high probability that Yang Jian was trapped in the supernatural bus incident and could not escape, so he could not be contacted.
"Li Jun's will-o'-the-wisps restrain the newspaper ghost's ghosts and can block the newspaper ghost's escape route. However, completing the requirements of the ghost closet is the primary goal. The prerequisite is to obtain Li Qingzhi's hatchet and threaten the human skin with dismemberment , how to find the source of the human-headed balloon from the human skin paper. ”
Liang Xingyang's eyes flashed with light and he started to work.
Because he had no extra gold container, he threw the ghost fire into the ghost coffin, and the coffin was nailed to his hand.
To a certain extent, the ghost coffin can also be regarded as a container for imprisoning ghosts. It is very similar to the detention method used by the older generation of ghost controllers during the Republic of China: using ghosts to imprison ghosts to solve supernatural incidents.
Incarceration forms such as ghost mirrors, human skin lanterns, ghost theaters, etc. are all masterpieces left over from the Republic of China period.
Liang Xingyang directly dismantled the mirror in the hotel room and made several small square mirrors. He then replaced Li Jun with mirrors and carried them with him.
Carry a mirror with you so that he can observe the degree of damage to the mirror, understand the time when the will-o'-wisp will escape, and make action plans.
This is the fourth time to replace the will-o'-the-wisp.
The mirror ghost's coat was branded with a miserable green will-o'-the-wisp pattern, and he once again transformed into Li Jun's appearance.
Liang Xingyang was very familiar with it, using the green ghost to transform into a rainbow, and he arrived near the Caesar Hotel in just one minute.
After a brief observation out of caution, he broke into the hotel directly without using Ghost to pass through the wall on the fourth floor of the hotel. Instead, he found a nearby military tent to find out about Tong Qian.
If Tong Qian fell into the hands of the newspaper ghost, he would need to be more cautious.
There are many staff in the tent, and although it is shrouded in the shadow of the human head balloon, they are still doing their best to stick here.
"You...who are you?"
A man wearing a police uniform suddenly exclaimed, and was startled when he saw Liang Xingyang's hideous and terrifying face.
When Liang Xingyang's figure was directly revealed, many staff were startled.
The man suddenly reacted: "Are you that kind of special person?"
Liang Xingyang rolled his eyes and asked: "Hello, I am Interpol Li Jun, where is Tong Qian?"
< br>Although the man was doubtful in his heart, he quickly put on a bright smile: "Hello, Captain Li. My name is Zhang Gao , is the member responsible for liaison and communication in Captain Tong’s team. I have already reported the news to the headquarters about Captain Tong Qian’s disappearance two days ago. Are you here to provide support?”
Liang Xingyang glanced at him. With one glance, he could sense the violent beating of the other person's heart, and at the same time see through Zhang Gao's fear hidden under his smile.
Liang Xingyang looked around, no longer paying attention to Zhang Gao, and his figure disappeared in a flash.
Zhang Gao pressed the button on his rapidly beating heart, touched the sweat on his forehead, picked up the phone and walked out of the tent to report the situation to the headquarters.
"The newspaper ghost has taken away Tong Qian's ghost face. The danger of the ghost has increased. Should we wait for Yang Jian to come over before imprisoning this ghost?"
Liang Xingyang pondered and used will-o'-the-wisps. The ghost hurriedly walked through the thick wall of the hotel and arrived at a room on the fourth floor.
There is nothing unusual about this room.
“There is a corridor on the fourth floor that connects to a supernatural place. In the rooms on both sides of the corridor, there is a terrifying ghost with bloody handprints, and a piano playing the melody of death. But the really scary thing is Hidden in the deeper ghost world, this is a forbidden place where many evil ghosts are imprisoned.”
"According to the original work, the newspaper ghost took Tong Qian's body and is now sitting on the front desk on the first floor of the hotel."
"The victim's body is hidden in Room 13 on the fourth floor, and in Room 31 Hiding the victim’s face.”
Liang Xingyang was not interested in putting the faces back into the victim’s body. He teleported directly and came to the corridor outside the room.
He wants to find the tall man's corpse.
The swaying green ghost ghosts spread out, and the ghost ghosts quickly covered the aisles on the fourth floor of the hotel. When the ghost ghosts spread to the corner of the fifth intersection, they encountered some strong supernatural resistance.
I could sense the outline of a tall figure, and a terrifying ghost walking towards me, and easily broke into the swaying light of the ghost.
The ghost is essentially a supernatural space isolated from the real world, and it is also one of the ways to use supernatural power. The ghosts are very puzzled by the low-level ghosts, such as when Yang Jian's ghost trapped the headless ghost in Furen Mall.
If the level of the ghosts is too low, it will not be able to stop the actions of the more terrifying ghosts, unless a deeper level of ghosts is used to trap the ghosts.
Liang Xingyang was suspended among the ghosts so that if the action failed, he would not leave any footprints here. He took out a small square mirror from his pocket, looked at the cracked mirror and sighed. He could see a green miniature figure in the mirror, beating the mirror crazily.
“The Mirror Ghost coat should last three minutes.”
Liang Xingyang calculated the time, tensed up, holding a rusty coffin nail tightly, and came to the corner of the fourth intersection, waiting for the tall man's corpse holding a hatchet to come.
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