Chi!
Grab a piece of clothing in the palm of your hand.
The corner of the clothes was cold, like grabbing an ice stone.
But in the next second, bang!
The black shadow couldn't bear the attack of pure yang energy, the shadow exploded like a piece of cloth, bursting into pieces in mid-air.
But this is just a blindfold.
There was a ray of black air, trying to take advantage of this moment of chaos and try to escape.
"madness!"
…
Ever since the old magic stick ate a closed door, the mother and son who lived next door waited outside the door, but they couldn't wait for someone to open the door in Room 502.
Staying in the cold corridor with no one at night was already a little scary, and thinking that Room 502 had been haunted before, the mother and son didn't dare to wander around outside, so they went back to their home first.
Although the wall-mounted TV in the living room was always on, Zhang Lihong had no intention of watching TV dramas. Sitting on the sofa chair in front of the LCD TV, she turned her head to check the time on the wall clock from time to time, and tried to listen to the movement next door from time to time.
ten minutes.
twenty minutes.
Room 502 next door remained silent.
"Son, there is no sound coming from room 502 next door, and no one is coming out from the next door. Tell me, is there really...things in the next door that haven't been cleaned up, so there must be no accident for the Taoist master?"
After Zhang Lihong finished speaking, she always felt restless.
"How about we call the police?"
"I'm really afraid that something will happen to someone."
Zhang Lihong was worried about the old god stick and Fang Zheng.
Sitting bored on the sofa playing with the mobile phone, and waiting for the old god stick to come out, Zhang Lihong's son, who was only thinking of learning Shaolin Kungfu from the old god stick, continued to play with the mobile phone, without raising his head, and said impatiently: "This is a ghost hunting thing. 110, others will not believe it, maybe we will be treated as a false police report, mom, just wait, there will definitely be nothing... "
But just halfway through the conversation, suddenly!
Boom! ! !
The brick wall exploded, and fragments flew everywhere. Amidst the chaos and screams, a figure carrying a long knife crashed into the wall and crashed into Zhang Lihong's house from Room 502 next door.
The aunt and aunt's son looked at the figure with a knife who crashed into the wall and appeared in their house, dumbfounded, completely forgot to react in fright.
It was a solid brick firewall.
Don't say that a person crashed.
Even if a few burly men smashed it with a sledgehammer, they would not be able to smash it open for a while.
This is a solid brick!
It's not the plasterboard that can't stand the impact in the movie!
But what did they see!
I can't believe it!
Faced with this unimaginable scene that is by no means humanly possible, it is no wonder that the aunt next door and her son were so frightened that they forgot to react.
At this time, the neighbors and even the sleeping people in the whole building were awakened from their sleep by the sudden loud explosion in the building.
But when they arrived at the place where the explosion sounded, which was Zhang Lihong's home, what they saw was a large hole in the wall leading to Room 502 collapsed.
But Zhang Lihong and her son sat paralyzed on the ground in fright, staring dumbfounded at the big hole in the wall, and hadn't recovered from the shock of the sudden explosion.
"Fuck! There is such a big hole in the wall, is this a gas pipe leak?"
"If the gas pipeline leaked, would we still exist? We would have been reduced to corpses long ago."
"Zhang Lihong, hey, Zhang Lihong! Wake up! What's going on, why is your house exploded, what's going on?"
Such a big event happened, and the community property was almost scared to pee. The disheveled property manager and more than a dozen security guards all rushed to Zhang Lihong's house, anxious to inquire about the situation.
"No... It wasn't our house that exploded! Yes, yes, Room 502 next door suddenly exploded!"
The aunt's son stammered palely.
"There is no one in Chen Jianbang's house today. How could there be an explosion in Chen Jianbang's house?"
"Look, everyone, why are the lights in Chen Jianbang's house on! I remember that Chen Jianbang didn't come back today, and the lights in his house are always dark!"
Amidst the noise, the police arrived and took away Zhang Lihong, mother and son, saying they were assisting in the investigation of the explosion.
It wasn't until after the incident that people realized that the police were dispatched very quickly today. Not long after the explosion happened, the police arrived immediately.
With this doubt, everyone asked each other one after another, but in the end they were surprised to find that none of them called the police.
Who would call the police then
…
On the roads of the city, the old god stick, who was choked by the dust, was slapping the dust on his head while driving with one hand on the steering wheel.
On the side passenger seat, Fang Zheng who had just hung up the phone after making a call was sitting.
It turned out that taking advantage of the chaos, Fangzheng and the old god stick sneaked out of the community ahead of time, and as soon as they left the community, the two immediately drove away with a guilty conscience.
Fangzheng's call just now was to Captain Fei.
He also didn't know if the aunt next door saw his face in the dusty chaos. Just to be on the safe side, Fang Zheng still made a call to report to Captain Fei first.
"Little brother, old man, I feel like I'm already awesome, tearing down other people's ceilings, I didn't expect you to be even more awesome, even tearing down the walls!"
While driving, the old magic stick looked suspiciously at Fangzheng as if he was looking at a monster.
"But seriously, little brother, did you really tear down that wall? Old Daoist, I got out from under the bed, and as soon as I ran to the living room, I saw a big gap in the wall collapsed."
Fangzheng, who was feeling guilty, denied that he did not tear it down.
"Since you didn't dismantle it, little brother, why are you dragging me away?"
Fangzheng, who was impatient with the question, changed the topic: "Old god stick, drive to the Confucian Temple."
Hearing this, the old magic stick really changed the subject: "What did you discover, little brother?"
"Well, this trip is a little clue discovery."
Fangzheng didn't lie.
He did find out.
When he killed the ghost running out of the mirror, he sensed a connection from a certain direction on the ghost.
Although the connection was short in an instant, Fang Zheng, who was keenly aware, still caught a trace.
However, the sensing time is too short, Fangzheng can only sense the approximate range.
Now it's almost time to confirm one by one.
The first stop to be confirmed is the Confucian Temple, which is the most suspected place.
Hearing that he really found a clue, the old magic stick was refreshed. Anyway, Fangzheng reimbursed the gas money, so he didn't feel bad about the gas money anymore, and immediately stepped on the gas pedal and rushed to the Confucian Temple in the suburbs.
"Little brother, you haven't answered the old Daoist me yet. Since you didn't dismantle it, little brother, then why are you dragging the old Daoist me away?" The old god stick brought up the old story again.
Fangzheng's face darkened.
Can we not talk about this issue
The Confucian Temple is in the suburbs of Zhou City.
After about twenty minutes, the car drove to the Confucian Temple.
But at this time, the Confucian Temple has become ruins, and several excavators have not been driven away. While the lights are brightly lit, many police cars and police cordons can be seen.
Captain Fei didn't lie to Fang Zheng, they really dug the Confucian Temple ten meters into the ground to find clues!
A lot of soil was piled up around the Confucian Temple.
Just standing in the distance and looking around, Fang Zheng turned around and left immediately. The clue was indeed not in the Confucian Temple.
"Little brother, if the clue is not in the Confucian Temple, where should we go to find it next?"
Fangzheng didn't answer, but handed his mobile phone to the old god stick: "Old god stick, follow the navigation route I marked in advance, and go to the places that have been marked on the navigation."
In the vast void of night.
Fangzheng looked up into the distance.
"The clues we want to find should be within the range I marked!"
(end of this chapter)