Chapter 131 The scissors fell first
After the two parties negotiated, Wang Xiaoming presented a satellite positioning phone on behalf of the headquarters before leaving, and the liaison department captain Zhao Jianguo was directly responsible for the connection.
Although Liang Xingyang is not a ghost controller at the criminal police headquarters, his strength has been fully recognized and he is regarded by the headquarters as a top ghost controller at the same level as Ye Zhen and Fang Shiming, with a transcendent status.
Zhang Wei and Zhang Xiangui have been waiting at the door of the office, and they dare not enter the office until Wang Xiaoming, Li Jun and others leave.
Liang Xingyang said: "Zhang Wei, it is better to buy a villa directly."
Now is the house sale period, and they won't be able to move in within a short period of time, so they might as well just buy a villa.
Zhang Wei shouted reluctantly: "How can that be done? Don't worry, the sales department will close tomorrow. You and Brother Leg will move in directly. We haven't registered together for a long time since we separated from No. 7 Middle School."
Zhang Xiangui said that he wanted to hit someone, so he came to sit on the sofa He said next: "You bastard, don't mess around. This little brother is Zhang Wei's classmate, right? He stopped studying at such a young age. What kind of job are you doing now?"
"Uh, unemployed." Liang Xingyang was stunned when he heard this, as if After leaving No. 7 Middle School, I ran around here and there without thinking about this aspect.
Zhang Xiangui did not take it seriously and continued to ask with a smile on his face: "Classmate Liang, are you cooperating with the Interpol department now?"
"They asked me to do something, but I haven't decided to agree to it yet," Liang Xingyang said.
“I heard that this headquarters is a place to handle special events in the country. Are my classmates talented in this field?”
“Recently I have been hearing rumors from Awei that No. 7 Middle School is haunted, but I I don’t believe it until I see it with my own eyes.” Zhang Xiangui looked stunned and nodded.
Liang Xing raised his eyebrows and explained: "Uncle Zhang, people like us are called ghost controllers. What Zhang Wei said is true. There was indeed a supernatural event in No. 7 Middle School. Uncle Zhang has no idea about this. Are you interested?"
"I want to see it with my own eyes to confirm."
Zhang Xiangui was obviously surprised and nodded slowly.
"No problem." Liang Xingyang agreed.
Zhang Wei thought of something and said in horror: "Damn, you don't want to be here. Call the scary old man who knocks on the door and catch him."
Detain the knocker?
Liang Xingyang was stunned by Zhang Wei's words, and then he had a flash of inspiration and thought secretly in his mind.
For him who has become an alien, the Knocker no longer poses a threat except for the psychological shadow. Once the nail in the coffin is knocked out, he will be easily imprisoned.
The focus is not on the knocker.
Luo Wensong was the first manager of the Ghost Post Office. Before his death, he used an unknown method to dismember the ghosts on his body.
Knocking on the door, corpse spots, and ghosts are just one of the fragmented puzzles. The ghosts wandering in the post office also have two puzzles: one will die if the lights are turned off, and one will die if the door is opened.
These are relatively easy to obtain.
The most difficult thing is to completely master the post office. The power of the ghost post office can open countless wooden doors outside. To do this, the second manager Tian Xiaoyue and the third manager Zhang Xianguang must be killed.
Not only that, there are also several soul bottles buried in Luo Wensong's hometown. They should be bought by others now. Two of the soul bottles contain two ghost hands on the left and right, which are also one of Luo Wensong's puzzle pieces. .
Unfortunately, after Yang Jian controlled the ghost hand on the right in the original work, the whereabouts of his left hand remained unknown after the ghost painting incident.
Liang Xingyang's eyes moved slightly, feeling that he could purposefully search for Luo Wensong's puzzle pieces, and then use the starving ghost's devouring ability to forcefully control these puzzle pieces and master the supernatural power of Luo Wensong, one of the Seven Elders.
Why choose Luo Wensong? Because the easiest corpse to get is his.
Li Qingzhi, who has gone deep into the supernatural place of Caesar Hotel, does not know about Luo Qian buried in the tomb of Fushouyuan, Meng Xiaodong in Room 301 of Dachuan City, Zhang Dong in the ancient Republic of China house in Ghost Forest, Zhang Youhong in the red cheongsam puppet, The old man at the Chinese medicine shop has supernatural powers that are difficult to collect.
"Classmate? Are you listening?" Zhang Xiangui frowned. The other person was distracted. He could only shake his head with a dry smile.
Liang Xingyang came back to his senses and said calmly: "Uncle Zhang, I came here to buy a villa. If you want to learn about supernatural power, come with me."
Zhang Xiangui smiled He smiled and said: "The villas in the community I developed are not cheap, they are worth tens of millions."
But the next moment.
"Chichi."
The lights in the office suddenly flickered.
Liang Xingyang waved his hand, and the thick blue-black haze enveloped the entire office, and then dissipated, leading them to the villa area.
“Damn.” Zhang Wei was startled.
"This...hiss..."
Zhang Xiangui looked at the environment in front of him with wide eyes, which made his face pale slightly. He pinched the flesh on his body quickly, and the strong pain came, which turned out to be what really happened.
One second I was in the office, the next second I was in front of the villa.
Have all those ghost masters mastered this kind of power?
Liang Xingyang walked directly to a villa without a smile and said calmly: "This villa looks good, Uncle Zhang, how much does it cost?"
"Eight to sixty million." After Zhang Xiangui came to his senses, he quickly changed his words.
Zhang Wei said dissatisfied: "Dad, I will live here in the future, how can you collect the money?"
Zhang Wei has already planned to move, and no one can stop his determination. He often talks to Yang During the phone call, Brother Leg said that supernatural incidents occurred frequently and that the whole world was no longer safe. Who knew when another supernatural incident would occur.
Zhang Xiangui's eyes lit up, and he believed Zhang Wei's words at this moment. If there would be ghosts everywhere in the future, he decided to invest in these ghost controllers, and said quickly: "Classmate Liang, I have the final say on this villa, and I will give it to you for free. . ”
He is worth several billion, and the entire community is his property. A mere tens of millions is not worth mentioning. If he can get safety protection when encountering supernatural events, this investment will be profitable. Turned over.
Liang Xingyang doesn’t care either. Dachang City has not experienced the starving ghost incident. There are still a few supernatural incidents, but the degree of harm will not exceed level A.
For wealthy people, safety is what they desire most. He and Zhang Wei are classmates, so he doesn't mind protecting Zhang Xiangui.
"Woooo..."
The penetrating wind blew, and a blue-black haze quickly enveloped the villa, wrapping it into a thick haze. The ghosts affected reality, and the entire villa was moved to the Republic of China. On the original location of the period old house.
He wants to guard the third golden room. There is nothing safer than his direct guarding.
Zhang Xiangui and Zhang Wei rubbed their necks and opened their mouths wide, looking incredulous and shocked.
Even the entire villa was missing. They appeared elsewhere again, and their outlook was completely shattered.
“Well, the furniture inside is very complete. One floor has an area of 500 square meters. The attic on the fourth floor can be used as a safe house and can also be used to store supernatural items and Dachang City’s gold reserves. It’s enough for me to build easily.”
Liang Xingyang invited them into the villa, intending to find a room to rest. Even though he had become an alien, he still hoped to maintain the routine of a living person in the future.
He wanted to rest, so Zhang Xiangui pulled Zhang Wei away with great discernment.
Liang Xingyang was lying on the bed, checking and filling in the gaps in his itinerary to Dajing City, while thinking about who to create a clone. He had the connections and means to buy a large amount of beef for him to feed the ghost baby to grow up. Also take care of some trivial matters.
However, in Dajing City.
In Ping'an Building, Fang Shiming's eyes flickered and he put down his mobile phone. He just wanted to contact Jiang Shangbai and others to inquire about the progress of the work, but he did not expect that the other party did not answer the phone and even the other three people lost contact.
This reminded him of something bad.
Fang Shiming sat in the dim office, looking at the mobile phone on his desk motionlessly, like a sculpture, for several hours.
Patience is something he doesn’t lack, but as a result, he didn’t wait for Jiang Shangbai’s call back.
His face became increasingly gloomy, and he slowly reached out and took out a box from under his clothes, and took out a strange pair of scissors inside.
As soon as the scissors were taken out, a stink filled the office.
The most bizarre thing is that the handle of this pair of scissors is wrapped with dense circles of black hair. The roots of some hair are even connected to the scalp. The rotten stench comes from here.
"There is no choice but to use this thing."
Fang Shiming opened the drawer and took out two photos, one of Liang Xingyang and the other of Yang Jian. Both photos were written Write the other person’s name.
Real name and complete body photo, this is the way to trigger the ghost scissors killing pattern.
“Which one to choose first?”
Fang Shiming thought for a while and picked up Liang Xingyang’s photo.
Until now, the circle of friends has not obtained any information about this mysterious ghost controller, and they don’t even know anything about the ghost controlled by the opponent.
Yang Jian joined the headquarters, codenamed Ghost Eye, and established a file of ghost controllers.
Fang Shiming read the files and found that the other party was only controlling a ghost. Although he had rare ghosts, he was not a big threat.
Maybe Jiang Shangbai and his party fell into the hands of this Liang Xingyang.
"Send you on your way."
The fierce look in Fang Shiming's eyes flashed away, and the scissors in his hand fell on the photo with Liang Xingyang's name written on it. The originally colorful photo suddenly disappeared The child became stale, a black shadow fell over it, and the bright colors suddenly faded.
The photo was cut out bit by bit, and the strange curse began to spread.
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