"One more person?"
When Ma Xiaoling heard this, she immediately stared at the photo with all her concentration, took out a small bottle, and poured a few drops of medicine into it.
Zizzi!
A layer of white gas emerged, and at this moment, she was shocked to discover that there were actually only four people taking a group photo!
The fifth "person" left was an evil ghost with a burnt body and a hideous face!
“This location…”
Ma Xiaoling suddenly raised her head and spilled the reagent in her hand: "Miss Wu, be careful!"
Wu Lu looked dull and looked at Xiuwen in front of her.
At this time, the man she had slowly fallen in love with became more and more dull, and his whole body was even dark. He was basically a burnt corpse!
"ah!"
A scream came out, and immediately the black corpse disappeared without a trace under the eyes of everyone.
"Why... why him..."
Wu Lu burst into tears. Suddenly, her mind became confused, and the real memory emerged.
correct! That time, the only people who went to the apartment to try out the camera were her, Lu Xia, Yang Guang and Bai Ling, two pairs of men and women. It seemed a bit awkward to have one more person.
But before, none of them had any doubts!
That's because this ghost can actually fabricate memories and forcefully insert a "Xiu Wen" persona into them.
Thinking about it now, Xiuwen brought that cursed photo out of the apartment in the first place!
Even going to that Master Liu was Xiuwen's suggestion! Because he knew that he was a liar and it didn't help at all. It also caused Bai Ling's death!
"No... that's not the case... Xiu Mingming and that ghost appeared at the same time..."
Wu Lu shook her head and almost collapsed.
"It's very simple... Either the ghost who appeared with him is an illusion he deliberately showed you! Or he has the ability to clone!"
Fang Yuan's expression turned solemn, and a hint of gold flashed in his eyes.
A ghost that can clone itself can also weave memories and play with people's hearts. It has definitely gone beyond the spirit level and has reached the vicious level!
Even if you are facing a genuine ghost exorcist, you must be extremely vigilant!
"Although a ferocious ghost can separate its spiritual clones, as long as we don't grasp its root, it will be of no use! It is much more difficult to deal with than the ghost in Chen Mansion!"
Fang Yuan licked his lips: "But it just so happens... Only ghosts of this level are worthy of being sealed by me!"
At this time, his cultivation has reached the upper limit allowed by this world. If he wants to resist the more severe curse, he must improve his spirit-sealing body!
After his exploration, the only need for evolution of this physique was all kinds of evil spirits and curses!
"Why… "
Wu Lu almost collapsed on the sofa and cried: "Why... are you playing with us like this?"
After encountering this series of blows and terror, she suddenly despaired of this world.
"What does it look like crying?"
Fang Yuan glanced at her: "Now let's talk about the price of solving this 'ghost'! Because it has reached the second type, the reward I need is very high!"
"Even my money, my life, and everything I have can be given to you!"
Wu Lu trembled all over, gritted her teeth and said, "As long as you can give me... revenge!"
"Is this kind of realization... the last struggle of the desperate?"
Fang Yuan stood up and shrugged: "Forget it... I feel your feelings, leave the rest to me!"
"Daughter!"
At this time, Detective Ma woke up from his stupor and hid behind Ma Xiaoling: "You must protect your father and fight out the ghost who dares to invade our office!"
Ma Wencai, who had made a fortune, naturally bought this office and completely turned it into his own property.
But what if the office turns into a haunted house in the future? That was a disaster!
Detective Ma, who loved money as much as his life, even if he died, he would die in the eyes of money.
“…”
Ma Xiaoling rolled her eyes, holding a medicine test tube in her hand, and stared at the surroundings warily.
This evil ghost was able to hide from her yin and yang eyes at first. Even after it disappeared, she couldn't find any trace of it, which made her feel extremely dangerous.
"Real evil ghosts do not need to show themselves to kill people. They can kill people quietly when they are invisible... Human beings can only face the most complete despair when facing ghosts, but this does not include I!"
Fang Yuan walked around the office several times, his eyes filled with golden light, like flames.
Whoosh!
The next moment, he came behind Wu Lu and punched out: "Sky Eagle Fist!"
Tweet!
The strong wind roared violently, and during the punch, all the joints in Fang Yuan's body exploded together, and his blood flowed like the Yangtze River. His whole body was like a big fireball, and the blazing temperature spread, making the entire office feel like it was suddenly in a furnace. Same.
Even though he could not recover his True Saint cultivation, Fang Yuan's martial arts fist intention at this time also had some rudiments of the True Saint's will.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and a "thing" was smashed open from behind Wu Lu. None of the three people noticed it before.
"that's it!"
At the same time that the ghost was hit by Fang Yuan's punch, Ma Xiaoling finally caught the figure in the void and suddenly spilled the potion: "Appear!"
A charred corpse emerged. It was the evil ghost figure that Wu Lu and others saw in the apartment, climbing on the ground.
"ah!"
Ma Wencai and Wu Lu both screamed.
And in their horrified eyes, Fang Yuan stepped forward like a galloping horse, stepped down hard with his front foot, and hit the scorched corpse's head.
boom!
The black head exploded and the charred corpse disappeared without a trace.
"Killed?"
Ma Xiaoling looked at this scene blankly.
That was a ghost that even she felt extremely palpitating and whose life was in danger, was actually crushed by Fang Yuan
Although she knew that Fang Yuan was very strong, she never imagined that he was so powerful!
"No... not enough!"
Fang Yuan shook his head, and in a flash, he came to a wall again and pushed out with a palm.
"Oh! No! My Renaissance painting!"
Amid Ma Wencai's screams, the entire wall and the oil painting turned into powder like quicksand. The scorched corpse that had just disappeared reappeared, was exploded by a palm, and disappeared without a trace.
"Angry? Resentment? What kind of thing are you, who brings despair to this world?"
In the office, Fang Yuan transformed into a phantom and could always rush to the place where the evil ghost appeared next time, and then arbitrarily beat the evil ghost to pieces with his fists.
As for Ma Xiaoling and the other three, their expressions were already glazed over when they saw Fang Yuan beating the ghost in a fancy way.
"It takes time for this kind of ghost's clone to condense..."
Fang Yuan felt very clearly that since he first defeated the ghost, every time the opponent gathered together, it almost took twice as long. The most recent time was already twenty minutes ago.
"I was wrong. You have no despair or emotion. What you have is just a mess!"
He swooped towards the door of the office, grabbed the black charred corpse by the neck with both hands, and said, "disperse it!"
Bah!
This fierce ghost clone was suddenly split into two pieces by him and torn into two pieces!
Ma Xiaoling's whole body trembled, and she felt that the coldness and fear lingering around her suddenly disappeared.
"alright!"
Fang Yuan clapped his hands and walked up to the stunned Wu Lu: "Now that we have some time, take me to that apartment! Solve the root cause of all this!"
"Okay... okay!"
Wu Lu looked at Fang Yuan as if she were looking at a god.
When she was in complete despair, receiving this kind of salvation could give her a fanatical belief and turn her into a fanatical believer: "Thank you! Thank you, Master!"
"Instead of talking about this, it's better to leave quickly. According to what you said before, you have a companion and went to that apartment, right?"
Fang Yuan glanced at her.
The price mentioned before was just a casual joke.
For Fang Yuan, the source of this ferocious ghost, and perhaps that potentially good camera, are the real reward this time!
"By the way, there's also Yang Guang!"
A look of intense uneasiness appeared on Wu Lu's face.
…
Meanwhile, outside the apartment.
Although I have made up my mind to destroy the camera even if we both die together.
But the closer he got to the apartment, Yang Guang felt the chill on his body getting stronger. After the hot-blooded state disappeared, the fear that had been accumulated exploded like a dam bursting.
Finally, the dilapidated apartment was in sight.
"Bai Ling..."
Yang Guang gritted his teeth and stepped into the apartment.
In the dark environment, his muscles tightened, his blood surged, and his teeth began to tremble uncontrollably.
Close! Closer!
As he gets closer to the room where the camera was abandoned that day, the seal of the memory is suddenly unlocked.
"Xiu Wen... No, there is no such person as Xiu Wen!"
Yang Guang almost fainted and fell to the ground: "He is... a ghost! But he has been hiding around us. Was he the one who killed Bai Ling?"
This sudden blow made his eyes filled with tears.
"Wu Lu! Wu Lu is in danger!"
As the person designated to die in the next photo, and staying with ghosts, life is like walking on a tightrope.
"Now is the opportunity! If you destroy the camera, you can still save Wu Lu!"
Now that he was sure that the ghost was beside Wu Lu, Yang Guang suddenly felt courageous and quickly broke into the room.
The place where they took pictures was still the same as before, and the camera was well placed on the shelf.
"that's it!"
Yang Guang glanced around, stepped forward, grabbed the camera, and smashed it against the wall!
boom!
The camera was torn apart, a large number of parts flew out, and a crack was made on the wall.
"It's that simple?"
It was so easy, but Yang Guang couldn't believe it.
"Anyway, since the camera was destroyed, the curse on the photo should also be eliminated, right?"
He was about to leave when a crisp sound suddenly came from around him.
Yang Guang paused and turned his head stiffly. He saw... a hole was made in that side. The wall that had been the background for the four people's photos suddenly shattered, revealing a charred corpse!
The real source of the curse is not that ordinary camera at all, but... this wall!