Chapter 28 Hanging
Time passed minute by minute, during which Wen Zhong also released ghost bacteria to detect in the villa, but found nothing.
He looked at the Taoist and found that he had a somewhat anxious expression. Seeing this, he stood up and sat next to the Taoist, and asked quietly: "Taoist, what is the situation now?"
"It's hard to say. "The Taoist also whispered back: "Although this fierce ghost is a restricted level, it will take time to lure it out."
At this time, Hu Qiu suddenly stood up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom, what's the matter?" You can call me.”
"Oh, Secretary Hu, this is a dangerous house, can't you bear to go to the toilet?" Wen Zhong reminded.
"Well, I'm afraid it won't work." Hu Qiu covered his stomach with an ugly expression, "I may have eaten something bad tonight, and my stomach is really uncomfortable right now."
Wen Zhong still thought What do you say, Taoist? Suddenly he coughed twice and raised his hand to stop Wen Zhong: "Secretary Hu, there are no taboos for poor Taoists here. It doesn't matter if you just go."
"Then Master Lao Xian will be there." Hu Qiu finished speaking. Turn around and walk towards the bathroom.
"My dear friend, don't be benevolent as a woman at this time. You have chosen your own path. You and I have no obligation to take care of an ordinary person." After Hu Qiu left, the Taoist faced Wen Zhong said.
Wen Zhong shrugged and said nothing more.
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Hu Qiu was walking in the long corridor, looking at the darkness ahead, and couldn't help but shuddered, but when he thought of Taiqing Taoist staying in the living room , his heart relaxed slightly again.
Hu Qiu usually watches horror movies to pass the time. Naturally, he knew that he was setting a flag by watching movies alone at this time, but he couldn't help but his stomach hurt.
Finally, after walking around a corner, he saw the bathroom door, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of liberation in his heart.
After entering the toilet and closing the door, Hu Qiu deftly unbuttoned his belt, sat on the toilet and began to release the wolf in his heart.
“Hiss.” Hu Qiu pinched his nose, the smell was still a bit strong even with the window open, “Damn, I just said that steamed fish head is not fresh.”
“ It's really cold, so I'd better close the window." After weighing it, Hu Qiu turned sideways and closed the window.
At this time, Terah's rise had left all the haunted houses behind, but he did not notice that a hand stretched out from the ceiling, slowly reaching towards the top of his head...
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"How much does the Taoist know about Interpol?" Wen Zhong was chatting with the Taoist in the corridor next to the bathroom.
"Interpol?" Taoist's expression flashed with fear, "Pindao once met Ruan Tianjun, the person in charge of Da'an City, and talked about some things with him. The name of Interpol sounds impressive, but in fact They are just a group of high-level cannon fodder."
"The Taoist priest began to speak."
The Taoist said: "Interpol is just a matter of position. It is almost equivalent to the captain of the police force, but because of its special nature, it has great power and can mobilize a city's security forces to assist, and the city also has special funds to assist Interpol's operations."
Wen Zhong's eyelids twitched. This was the first time he had heard of this. He guessed that Interpol might have a high status, but he did not expect it to be so high.
"If you want to join the Interpol, I would like to advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible." The Taoist seemed to see what Wen Zhong was thinking, and continued: "Becoming an Interpol means protecting your own jurisdiction. Usually this kind of People are called city leaders. No., so all the supernatural incidents in the city need to be solved by him alone."
"People like us don't live long, and if we continue to use the power of ghosts so frequently..."
"That's it." Wen Zhong nodded.
“My friend, ghost controllers are not limited to becoming Interpol. More people are still willing to use this power to make money, or to satisfy their own desires. When these people get together, they will It is a non-governmental organization that is not controlled by the state."
Wen Zhongdao: "In this way, the Taoist priest is also a member of the non-governmental organization."
"Yes, if the kid needs it, Pindao can also introduce the kid to join Pindao's organization."
"Let's talk about it, I will go and have a look if I have the chance."
Time is up again Minutes and seconds passed, but Hu Qiu never came out of the bathroom. Wen Zhong and Taoist looked at each other, raised their feet and kicked open the bathroom door.
"This is..."
Wen Zhong couldn't help but frown. Hu Qiu was sitting upright on the toilet, but his neck was twisted and stretched like a hemp rope. , his head was stuck on the ceiling chandelier, looking like he was hanging.
The Taoist was about to step forward to check on the body when suddenly there was a "bang" behind him, the bathroom door closed in response, and the surrounding scenery began to become distorted.
This is undoubtedly the work of Li Gui.
Without any time to be surprised, the Taoist’s left hand that had been hidden all this time was finally taken out from his pocket. It was an ordinary hand, but when he opened it, he saw a severed hand that had been rotten and bleeding with pus and blood. Hold it tightly with his left hand.
Ghost talismans.
This severed hand is the ghost controlled by the Taoist.
The symbols drawn by his left hand can suppress the ghost to a certain extent. The raw material for the painting is his own blood. The more complex the symbol pattern is, the better the suppression effect will be, but at the same time, the risk of the ghost's resurrection will be higher.
This severed hand is the Taoist's greatest reliance on catching ghosts.
Scarlet blood dripped from the severed hand and fell to the ground, forming strange symbols. At the same time, a sound of broken bones came from his left hand, and he saw that the severed hand had begun to recover. Rubbing the Taoist's left hand.
The surrounding scenery gradually returned to normal. Just when the two of them were about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly a pair of bloodless arms quietly stretched out from the ceiling, targeting the Taoist's neck.
At this moment, a gray light lit up and enveloped the entire bathroom. Wen Zhong activated the ghost realm. The flesh of his arms burst open, and ghost bacteria swayed out. The target was the pair of ghost arms.
Done! As long as he seizes this opportunity, Wen Zhong is confident that he can use the corrosive ability of the ghost fungus to suppress it.
But something strange happened. The ghost fungus had obviously touched the pair of ghost arms, but the surrounding space suddenly distorted, and the ghost fungus was forcibly reversed and passed by it.
The next moment, the ghost arm twisted the ghost realm, its hands stretched out, and strangled the Taoist's neck tightly.
The Taoist's eyes widened, it was unbelievable that neither his runes nor Wen Zhong's ghost realm could stop the attack of this fierce ghost.
At this moment, the ghost-drawing talisman and the ghost arm collided with each other. The Taoist's left hand had been pinched to a bloody pulp, and his neck gradually began to be twisted. He was about to become the next Hu. Qiu. (End of chapter)