Time passed by, during which Wen Zhong also released ghost bacteria to detect in the villa, but found nothing.
He looked at the Taoist and found that the other person had a somewhat anxious expression. Upon seeing this, he stood up and sat next to the Taoist and asked quietly: "Taoist, what's 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, you two. If you need anything, 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 that won't work." Hu Qiu covered his stomach with an ugly look on his face, "I may have eaten something bad tonight, and my stomach is really uncomfortable right now."
Wen Zhong wanted to say something else, but the Taoist suddenly coughed twice and raised his hand to stop Wen Zhong: "Secretary Hu, there are no taboos for poor Taoists here, so you can just go."
"Then Master Lao Xian is here." After Hu Qiu said that, he turned and walked towards the bathroom.
"My little friend, you don't need to be kind at a time like this. You have chosen your own path. You and I have no obligation to take care of an ordinary person." After Hu Qiu walked away, the Taoist said to Wen Zhong.
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 shudder, but when he thought of Taoist Taiqing staying in the living room, his heart relaxed slightly.
Hu Qiu usually watches horror movies to pass the time. He naturally knows that he is setting a flag by watching movies alone at this time, but he can't help but his stomach hurts.
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. Even with the window open, the smell was still a bit strong. "Damn it, I just said that steamed fish head is not fresh."
"It's really cold. It's better to close the window." After weighing the situation, Hu Qiu turned sideways and closed the window.
At this time, he was so excited that he had forgotten all the haunted houses, but he didn't notice that a hand stretched out from the ceiling and slowly reached 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 to him about some things. The name of Interpol sounds majestic, but in fact they are just a group of high-level cannon fodder. .”
"The Taoist priest starts to speak."
Taoist said: "Interpol's position alone is almost equivalent to the captain of the police force. However, because of its special nature, it has great power. It can mobilize a city's security forces to assist, and the city also has special funds to assist. Assisting Interpol in its 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 Interpol, I would like to advise you to give up this idea as soon as possible." Taoist seemed to see what Wen Zhong was thinking, and continued: "Becoming an Interpol means protecting your own jurisdiction. Usually this kind of Everyone is given the title of city leader, so all supernatural incidents in the city need to be solved by him alone.”
"People like us don't live long to begin with. 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 form a group that is not controlled by the state. Civil society organizations.”
Wen Zhongdao: "So, the Taoist priest is also a member of the civil society."
"Yes, if the child needs it, Pindao can also introduce the child to join Pindao's organization."
"Besides, I'll go take a look if I have the chance."
Time passed minute by minute, but Hu Qiu never came out of the bathroom. Wen Zhong and Taoist looked at each other, raised their feet and kicked the bathroom door open.
"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, and his head was stuck on the chandelier on the ceiling. It looked 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.
There was no time to be surprised, and 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 was rotten and bleeding with pus and blood, tightly connected to his. Hold the left hands together.
Ghost talisman.
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 evil spirits.
Scarlet blood flowed from the severed hand and dripped onto the ground, forming strange symbols. At the same time, a sound of broken bones came from his left hand. The severed hand had begun to revive and was rubbing the Taoist's left hand.
They saw that 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 germs swayed out, targeting 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 tightly strangled the Taoist's neck.
The Taoist's eyes widened, it was unbelievable that even his runes and Wen Zhong's ghost realm could not 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.
