Zhong Cheng said he did not take action immediately.
Instead of provoking the two ghost masters on the second floor, he returned to the outside of the house, turned to the shade, and climbed up the second-floor exterior wall with his bare hands.
Turbid clouds covered the sky, the night was as dark as ink, and the moisture in the air became thicker. Amidst the whistling wind, Zhong Chengshuo keenly captured the suppressed moans in the room.
He climbed over the windowsills like a gecko and found the source of the sound.
Bathroom on the second floor.
Plastic sheets were hung on the walls of the bathroom, and Mr. Liu stood naked in the middle of the room, letting out small groans of pain from time to time. The other man was a strong man about forty years old. He was wearing a dirty butcher's apron and waving strange-shaped bone tools in his hands. He was busy beside Mr. Liu.
That man was a jerk, Zhong Cheng said he recognized him. He squinted his eyes and looked at the chaotic scene in the room.
There were ordinary items such as hair dye and hairdryers on the ground, as well as some bottles and jars that emitted a foul odor. It was unknown what was inside.
Most of Mr. Liu's body is slightly fat, his abdomen is protruding, his skin is loose and sagging, and it is covered with brown spots unique to the elderly. The smaller half has smooth skin, round curves, and a proper posture of a young woman.
He was naked, and a black cloth bag decorated with gold and jade hung around his neck.
It is very important to stop in time. Since the sinking party will bite you, Mr. Liu decided to stop as soon as possible.
Thinking of this, Mr. Liu tightly clutched the small bag on his chest: "How long will it take to complete the changes?"
The twins checked several villas before locating Villa No. 18.
"My matter is settled, remember to pay the balance." Nirouzhang hung the tool bag on his waist.
"I'm asking about your appearance," Mr. Liu glanced down, "I just want to escape, but I don't want to be a woman from now on."
"But people who know security are following the police..."
Nirou Zhang raised his broad face like a butcher, rolled his eyes up, revealing a lot of whites: "If they don't test your blood and check your bones, then it's fine. If you are stupid, don't rely on me then. ”
"Well-"
"You..." Mr. Liu opened his mouth, and a clear girlish voice came out of his mouth.
He didn't have to wait long.
"I told you before, I don't know how to fight."
However, this scope is still too general.
"Shut up and change your face."
Ni Rouzhang never stopped moving, still carving meticulously, and the hair dryer in his hand made a roaring sound. Mr. Liu clenched his fists, and a thin sheen of sweat appeared on his forehead.
After saying the word "King of Hell", Nirou Zhang was stunned for a moment and laughed to himself.
They soon found the semi-conscious Ge Tingting.
Mr. Liu frowned and hummed, looking out the window at the sky.
Li Xiaozhen, Li Xiaoli. Six groups of scientific posts were specially allocated. Both of them graduated from University B with a doctorate in agriculture.
As soon as they stepped onto the first floor of the villa, the two of them felt the cold air coming towards their faces. The two sisters looked at each other, put on their gas masks, took out the spray can with one hand, and held the nozzle tightly with the other.
The bone tools were flying, and Mr. Liu's skin was randomly picked, twisted, and picked by the mud and flesh. From time to time, various powders were mixed in, as if it had turned into soft meat. With Nirouzhang's movements, the skin under his hands became young, smooth, and extremely white.
He took off his gloves with satisfaction, looked at his work for a while, and then lowered his eyebrows.
Zhong Cheng said that he stood motionless against the outer wall, like a thin shadow in the night. He stared at the pendant bag on Mr. Liu's chest, like a lurking predator, and he guarded it patiently.
Just as the sounds of ping-ping-pong-pong fighting were heard downstairs, Ni Rouzhang had just finished the last blow.
As for the core members of his gang... within a month, even if they are not shot, the "good boys" will help him silence them.
"Don't move." Nirouzhang concentrated on carving without raising his head.
After the two of them dealt with it urgently, the girl's complexion improved slightly. She hoarse, mumbled some nonsense, and pointed desperately at the area where Villa No. 18 was located - that was the direction Feng Qi ran to just now.
Nirouzhang quickly put away his handbag and threw it away in a rough voice.
"It will take several hours to return to your original state. Your body will be deformed by then, and the process will be quite painful. Remember to find a place to hide it after three days, so that no one can see it."
"Check your own watch. This effect is only good for three days."
"Why are you so anxious? It's not the black mark that's coming." Ni Rouzhang wiped the bone knife on his apron, "You paid for the ghosts and ghosts that you paid for yourself, but you don't know the price? Those two old guys are not easy to deal with."
"hurry up!"
Even though he was experiencing such a weird thing, Mr. Liu just hummed.
Ten minutes ago, the police were exchanging fire with criminals in Villa No. 8. After determining that Villa No. 8 did not need the support of the Science Post, the two began to track the escaped child.
"Is it really okay?" Mr. Liu swallowed and screamed in pain.
Nirouzhang took out the bone knife and slowly flattened the skin wrinkles. He didn't even look at the bag around Mr. Liu's neck, as his mind was focused on the strange body in front of him.
The naked "Master Liu" cursed, kicked the men's clothes to the corner, and hurriedly put on a long skirt. Just then—
As soon as he went out, a burst of blue light lit up in the corridor, and he didn't know what strange spiritual weapon was used. The 200-pound strong man seemed to evaporate, and there was no movement in the corridor.
Gunshots and loud noises were heard not far away, and drizzle began to fall in the dark sky. The old man's scream suddenly sounded on the second floor of the villa: "Shi'an, the people of Shi'an are here!"
"Have you finished the changes? You really think I'm playing in the mud. I still have to work in the dark. If any of my men are not right, you have to go see the King of Hell."
The door to the room opened with a bang, and a figure wearing protective clothing and a gas mask appeared at the door.
Once Nirou Zhang is done with his work, he can leave here in a grand manner like a teenage girl. Ni Rouzhang was very capable, and the great spiritual craftsman had guaranteed it, saying that with his skills, it would be difficult for Shi'an's detector to find anything wrong.
Li Xiaozhen: "Can it be done?"
Li Xiaoli shook the goosebumps under his protective clothing: "It can be done."
Swish, swish, the ghost-killing potion specially prepared by the spirit craftsman spurted out and filled the room in an instant.
The two men were very skillful in their operation, just like spraying pesticides in the fields. Not long after, a sharp scream sounded from the second floor.
"Shi'an, the people from Shi'an are here!"
"This reaction is like a night walker." "It feels like a night walker." The two spoke at the same time, looking at each other and smiling.
There were just smiles on their faces, and the two sisters stood back to back with vigilance.
The bottles and cans in their backpacks clattered against each other. The potion raised an armor-like mist around them, and the cold feeling around them became stronger and stronger, but it did not affect the two of them in the slightest.
There were vague complaints in the living room on the second floor.
Amidst the smell of burning paper ashes, discarded office equipment rattled and slammed into the two of them. At the same time, broken furniture rolled down the corridor and blocked the stairwell.
The sisters were unfazed. Li Xiaozhen chuckled twice and continued to spray. Li Xiaoli changed his position and pulled out a tree digging shovel from behind.
"Hey!"
The evil-dispelling spray moved like a baseball, and the garbage it shot fell to the ground.
Li Xiaoli turned the tree digging shovel and glanced at the pile of furniture blocking the road. She found the fulcrum in a moment and used all her strength to pry it away.
With a rumble, the furniture was moved and fell to the side with a loud crash.
The two girls climbed over the mess nimbly and headed straight to the living room. The old man in the hall was still frantically burning talismans and commanding ghosts. Before they could react, an anesthesia jar rolled into the center of the room.
It hissed and spewed out paralyzing gas rapidly.
The two old men cursed and fell to the ground one after another.
"The strength is average." After entering the room, Li Xiaozhen played with the spray can, "Looking at this configuration, they should be guarding something."
"Well, for example, the bathroom." Li Xiaoli knocked the tree digging shovel on the ground, "I heard the sound of the hair dryer."
The two of them went straight to the bathroom without delay. The door of the small room was closed tightly. Li Xiaoli held the tree digging shovel tightly and kicked the door open with a bang. However, there was only a girl with short hair in the bathroom.
The girl was wearing an ill-fitting suspender skirt. She was tall and looked about seventeen or eighteen years old. She huddled next to a pair of crumpled clothes, looking at the two men in fear.
The ground was wet, and there was an indescribable strange smell in the air.
"Are you, are you the police?" the girl asked, "I cooperate, I fully cooperate, don't touch me!"
Li Xiaoli blinked and kept a distance vigilantly: "Who are you?"
"I am Liu Aigao's daughter." The girl said, her words were a bit weird and awkward, "Dad asked me to wait here, but, he never came."
She looked at the two of them pitifully and moved slightly.
"Stop. Just stay there and don't move." Li Xiaoli gestured with the shovel. Li Xiaozhen took out his mobile phone and prepared to contact the police—
This time, the top of her phone clearly displayed "Suspected Curse Influence - Signal Interruption".
It was obviously normal just now.
The moment he saw the words clearly, Li Xiaozhen rushed towards Li Xiaoli. The latter was thrown sideways, and there was a muffled sound as the bullet flew past Li Xiaoli's cheek.
The "girl" took out a gun from the pile of clothes and shot the two of them mercilessly.
Li Xiaozhen turned around and firmly protected Li Xiaoli behind him. The bullet penetrated the protective clothing and hit the bulletproof vest she was wearing. A few of them grazed her arms and thighs, and blood immediately poured out.
Li Xiaoli grabbed her lapel, quickly ducked out of the bathroom door, and took out a bright red spray can.
Ignoring the numerous warnings on the can, she tore off the seal and threw it into the room—
High-intensity anesthetic bombs can make people lose their ability to move within 24 hours.
Unlike a hissing canister of anesthesia, it explodes instantly indoors.
"Girl" Master Liu sneered. He held his breath and rushed to the window skillfully, intending to jump from the second floor.
But the small window was shut tightly.
It's obviously a simple setup that's stuck from the inside, but it's like it's welded shut from the outside. No matter how hard Mr. Liu pushed and bumped it, it wouldn't move at all.
Mr. Liu's scalp exploded and he tried to hit the glass with his gun, but the high concentration of narcotics had already enveloped him. His movements became weaker and weaker, and the smile on his face gradually became more desperate.
In his blurred vision, half a head poked out from the window.
In the turbid night, the man's face was hidden in the shadow of the hood, and his black and white eyes stood out. Those eyes stared at him calmly, the black hole-like pupils slowly moving down, watching him slide to the ground.
Mr. Liu reluctantly slapped the glass, and finally, the hand slipped down weakly.
The pistol clattered onto the floor tiles.
"Done!" Li Xiaoli breathed a sigh of relief. She carefully walked into the bathroom and opened the cloth bag around the "girl's" neck.
"The cursed object suspected to be 'Good Boy' has been confirmed." Li Xiaoli wore gloves full of runes and carefully grabbed the piece of jade. Under the weak light, the surface of the jade dolphin glowed with a cold luster.
Li Xiaoli looked at it with disgust: "Help me prepare a storage box, Xiaozhen... Xiaozhen?"
Her sister didn't answer.
At the edge of the gas mask's field of vision, Li Xiaozhen's arm wrapped in a protective suit lay across the ground at the door. Li Xiaoli's back was instantly soaked in cold sweat.
She just looked away for a moment.
The cold feeling surrounded by ghosts suddenly hit him, a thousand times stronger than before. Li Xiaoli opened his mouth, and a burst of white steam came out of the breathing port of the gas mask.
So cold.
She made a prompt decision and held the jade dolphin firmly in her hands.
This time she didn't bother dealing with the enemy, but sat down in front of her unconscious sister. Li Xiaoli quickly took out various bottles and cans. Layer after layer of aerosol was sprayed on the protective clothing, and the fabric gradually showed a gelatinous texture. Finally, Li Xiaoli curled up and tightly protected his sister and his head. The jade dolphin was firmly held in her hands and pressed against her chest.
This time the ghost master is different from the two night walkers, he is a real master. At some point, Li Xiaozhen's gunshot wound was filled with nails, and she fell into a coma due to blood loss.
She knew this technique was from Kong Wanqing of the Sinking Society.
Sure enough, the next moment, countless nails broke through the air and pierced her body. They slapped on reinforced protective clothing, trying to break Li Xiaoli's helmet and mask.
Li Xiaoli remained motionless. She tried hard to protect her sister, and her body tightened.
She had to hold on.
Their signal has disappeared for eight minutes. As long as there is no contact after ten minutes, Shi'an's system will automatically alarm. When the time comes, support from around will definitely arrive...
The thing is, the Sinking Club knows this too. Before support arrives, the ghost master will use all means to attack her.
Her only armor now is her belief in being a member of the scientific community.
You can't be shaken, you can't be afraid, you can't deny yourself in front of these dangers and weirdness. Once she wavers here, not only these nails, but also the curse of the evil ghost will come down.
Under the wave of attacks, Li Xiaoli bit his lips. I wonder if the mask was cracked, and the powerful anesthetic escaped, and she gradually lost consciousness.
Until she fell unconscious, she still maintained a protective posture.
The evil ghost in the room seemed to sense her weakness. Those nails formed a hand out of thin air to pick off the "good boy" in her arms -
Crash.
They suddenly collapsed to the ground, and the nails rolled away along the wooden floor.
Outside the community, ghost master Kong Wanqing cursed angrily.
The two night walkers were destroyed by Shi'an, Mr. Liu fell into a coma, and Shi'an's "Pengpeng sisters" were also successfully attacked by him. "Good boys" are at your fingertips. The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole will be behind when it sinks. This matter should have been settled.
However, in an instant, his internal organs twitched, and the pain of the broken ghost contract was like frostbite.
For some reason, one of his ghosts suddenly broke.
Villa No. 18, second floor.
Zhong Cheng said he was already indoors. In his dark eyes, the bathroom and corridor were empty.
Just like before, his field of vision and the surrounding temperature did not change at all, and he still could not sense any ghosts. The rain was still falling, and the sultry air filled his skin with a layer of sweat.
Except for the countless iron nails floating in the air, everything is normal here.
Zhong Cheng turned the "evil fruit" in his hand a few times and looked at the flying nails quietly.
A fierce ghost was annihilated, but the ghost control master of the Sinking Society did not give up. Those nails began to breed a storm on the second floor, destroying everything indiscriminately.
Ghost control masters will always be like this, Zhong Cheng said and shook his head regretfully.
A bit of vague light filtered in from the window, and the iron nails reflected the faint light, like fish swimming in the ocean. The pieces of porcelain and glass turned into fangs, biting at them all the time. The doors and windows were banging together, opening and closing wildly, making people's heads buzz.
Zhong Cheng said he was standing in the middle of the storm, moving his steps playfully.
Da da da.
It's like some kind of dance. Those nails scratched his sleeves and the porcelain pieces stuck to his temples, but they didn't hurt him at all.
During his battle, it didn't matter if he couldn't see the ghosts, and it didn't matter if he couldn't feel the cold.
Zhong Cheng said, turning his body neatly and scanning the sharp energy full of murderous intent. Their glimmers of light were like shooting stars, flashing across those dim eyes from time to time.
He observed with great concentration.
Regardless of whether it is magnetism, inertia or evil energy that makes those objects fly, as long as they really show their movement trajectories, then he can deduce the "source of interference".
The evil ghosts attacked indiscriminately for a long time without touching their target. Under the increasingly intense murderous intent, the corridor on the second floor seemed to go crazy. The floor would lift up into the air from time to time, and the toilet and faucets spurted brown-red sewage, which quickly formed a layer of ice on the floor.
Zhong Cheng stopped and the "Evil Fruit" spun in a circle in his hand, spinning out a dark red light.
After a moment, he suddenly raised his hand and slashed into the air with his short knife.
Sharp shards of glass stopped in front of him. They suddenly lost power and fell to pieces with a clatter.
Zhong Cheng said, then turned around and moved his fingers slightly. The dagger was connected to the chain, narrowly missing the unconscious twin sisters, and shot towards the bathroom door.
The wild banging of doors and windows stopped suddenly, and the floor froze in place.
Zhong Cheng said and retracted the thin chain neatly, and the evil fruit fell back into his hand obediently, and then followed him to stab a picture frame.
Ceiling, stairwell, end of corridor...
It's like bringing "everyday life" in the eyes of the public back to the world. The red light of evil consequences sweeps through the dark corners, and all abnormalities disappear. Nails and debris were piled all over the floor, and it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
The battle seemed to be over. There were noisy voices around Villa No. 18, and Shi'an and police reinforcements were getting closer and closer.
"One more to go." Zhong Cheng murmured silently, calculating where the other party might be hiding.
According to his inference, there were ten sources of interference just now. But according to the "curse feedback" of the consequences, he only eliminated nine targets.
There is no most basic sympathy for fellow humans, no most instinctive fear of the unknown, and no slightest doubt or wavering about oneself.
Faced with this almost terrifying "fearlessness", even a curse with extremely powerful consequences could only turn into a feeble shock - it was defeated by this man's mental strength, and there was nothing he could do.
"Limit one for one" has become a "vibration handle". If the evil effect has sanity, he will probably burst into anger.
At this moment, it was being picked up by Zhong Chengshuo and given a final blow to the toilet.
As the last fierce ghost was annihilated, Zhong Cheng's palm shook in a perfunctory manner.
Not far away, ghost master Kong Wanqing vomited a large mouthful of black blood. Before he could finish writing the retreat spell in his hand, it all exploded into pieces.
His ten elite ghosts were completely wiped out.
Kong Wanqing's seven orifices were bleeding and his facial features were distorted. He whined like an animal and smashed the telescope against the wall -
The people who knew him and the police were aware of the target, and without the help of Li Gui, he was helpless.
The windows of Villa No. 18 were dark, like a bottomless abyss. His ghosts melted like snowflakes, and they didn't have time to bring back anything, whether it was intelligence or loot.
He couldn't figure it out. Could it be that there is another mystery behind Villa No. 18? Did he trigger some extremely powerful ghost exorcism tool
At the same time, the "extremely powerful ghost exorcism tool" is picking at the "good boy" in Li Xiaoli's hands.
Zhong Cheng said that he should put away the evil consequences, changed to an ordinary knife, and cut off a very thin slice from the bottom of the jade dolphin.
He packed it in a bag covered with runes and put it in his pocket. After finishing all this, Zhong Cheng said that he would put the jade dolphin back into Li Xiaoli's hand and resume her original posture.
As soon as he escaped through the window, Shian and the police arrived at the scene.
Zhong Cheng said quietly sneaking into the bushes, the flame of the lighter lightly burning the corners of his clothes. In the deepest shadow of the tree, dim flames appeared on the black sweatshirt. The flames swept across his skin and hair, and the black material turned into smoke, leaving not a trace of ashes behind.
The sweatshirt was burned out, and Zhong Cheng said that only an ordinary long-sleeved shirt was left on his upper body.
He retrieved the bag from the bushes, put on his glasses again, and stuffed the fruit into the bottom of the bag. The night rain soaked his hair, so Zhong Cheng shook his head and sneezed.
In just ten seconds, he returned to his harmless appearance.
Zhong Cheng lowered his head and glanced at his watch.
23:28, exactly as planned.
At this moment, Yin Ren hugged the weak Feng Qi tightly and flew straight into the sky.
The Ping An Manor quickly shrank under their feet. They passed through the rain curtains and clouds, and the brilliant starry sky appeared above their heads. At this moment, dark clouds were rolling under their feet, the sky was filled with stars, and the surroundings were extremely quiet. It was as if they had truly entered another world.
At this height, even if the boy explodes into a fleshy firework, those evil forces will not contaminate others.
It was high altitude and low temperature, and Feng Qi, who was soaked by the rain, was shaking violently and his whole body was hot. He still had a trace of sanity, and his eyes looked at the stars in the sky without blinking.
"Why... take me away?" He hugged the silent Ibi tightly and uttered the words with difficulty, "Black market... dragon scales..."
"The dragon scales are fake."
Yin Ren thought for a while and told the truth.
"You were deceived. That kind of scoundrel has no ability to take my things."
Unlike a certain bold roommate who would actually take away his broken hair.
To be honest, Yin Ren is in a special situation. Now most of his strength is used to suppress the evil force, and there is really not much "pocket evil energy" left, so he has to use it tightly.
In the past, he really wouldn't have noticed the slightest bit of "loss".
Feng Qi looked at him blankly: "But Ibi... won't lie to me..."
Yin Ren glanced at the void in the boy's arms.
"Ibi will not lie to you, but it may also be deceived by others." Yin Ren did not reveal the truth, but followed what he said, "You must have come into contact with people you shouldn't have come into contact with."
The boy lowered his head: "But..."
But he still can't understand the conspiracy and deception.
"Don't worry, I won't lie to you." As if seeing through his confusion, Yin Ren patted the boy's back, "Come and see my strength - you are too weak, there is no benefit if I lie to you."
"The sin is worth 139,478..." the boy replied drowsily, "You have killed... many people..."
Around 140,000? It was similar to the number in his memory.
Yin Ren retracted his hand and scratched his nose: "Where is the 'God of Death'?"
"It's too far, too far to detect..."
The boy grasped Yin Ren's collar and opened his broken eyes. He seemed to realize something, shaking like a dead leaf in the wind.
"Lord Dragon of Destruction," he choked, "can you... give me a scale?"
"What are you thinking? If you come into contact with this kind of thing again, you will definitely die."
"It doesn't matter if you die."
"Boy, I planned to save you. I'm embarrassed by you doing this."
"... It doesn't matter if I stay in this world, I can give you my soul."
Feng Qi repeated stubbornly. He grasped Yin Ren's front tightly, and the collar was stained light red with blood and tears.
"I have to pass the customs. I have a wish that must be fulfilled. Please..."
Yin Ren was silent for a few seconds.
"Is it because of this?" he asked softly.
Yin Ren took out the source of pollution soaked in evil power - it was a cheap and simple keychain with a small photo inside the transparent acrylic plate.
In the photo, the boy and his parents were hugging each other and smiling happily.
There was a very conspicuous crack on it, and old blood and brain matter had solidified in the crack, emitting a faint stench.
In the world invisible to Yin Ren, Ibi weakly opened her eyes.
The young dragon struggled to get close to the keychain and licked it very lightly and cherishingly.
The author has something to say:
Xiao Zhong: As long as real objects move, they must follow Newtonian mechanics, you know
Xiao Yin: (Some fly too high)
(End of chapter)