Qin Ming finally decided to leave this old and weird apartment. Now is not the time to continue exploring here.
Dasu City Museum
The original quaint museum is now lifeless, with thick white fog filling the surroundings, without any life at all. Dazhou City has turned into a dead city.
Li Longji's face turned pale and he knelt on the ground. Black water was already flowing all over his body. There were many strange hairs, some pale eyes, and rotten fingers in the water.
Surrounded by several ghost slaves with gray faces, body spots, gray eyes and dry bodies, they were approaching him.
In front of him was a huge Buddha head with a slightly cracked face. It was solemn and strange. The originally kind Buddha looked so desperate.
Li Longji closed his eyes tightly and put one hand on the ground, thinking about countermeasures. He had just suffered a terrorist attack from a source ghost. If it hadn't been for a supernatural object that helped him withstand most of the supernatural attack, he might have died. And the evil ghost revived.
"If you guessed it right, the ghost's killing pattern is that you can't look directly into its eyes. It was so scary that I almost died."
Li Longji, with his eyes closed, held a broken copper coin in his left hand. The coin had been broken into two halves. It seemed to be a supernatural prop and it was disposable.
He was in a very bad state now. Although the supernatural prop helped him resist most of the attacks, it still almost revived him.
Li Longji looked in pain. He felt a surge in his body and kept vomiting out a large pool of black water.
"Damn it, that attack just now wasn't very strong. I can only blame it on my previous state being on the verge of recovery."
Li Longji had a gloomy look on his face. Now he could no longer solve this supernatural incident. Even staying alive was a problem. What he was thinking about now was how to escape.
He could feel that the big Buddha in front of him didn't seem like its true body. If there was no way to move it, the Buddha's head would just stay here. If he was in good condition, he could have withstood the attack just now.
It can only be blamed on his poor condition and why he came here to deal with it.
He wanted to solve this supernatural incident, but he was unable to stop it.
The heart is strong but the strength is insufficient.
Li Longji smiled bitterly, and helplessly opened his eyes to look at the ghost slave who was about to attack. More and more black water was accumulating under him, almost forming a small pool.
The ghost slaves' movements suddenly stopped. Their feet were entangled in the hair in the water, and they were quickly dragged into the water and disappeared.
Li Longji stood up staggeringly. His thick clothes were soaked with water and were very heavy. He was almost in a state of recovery.
At this time, another ghost slave came out from the back door, moving stiffly and staring at Li Longji with gray eyes.
Li Longji just glanced briefly and saw the gray eyes.
Suddenly, his whole body trembled and he fell into the water again. His whole face became ashen, a corpse spot had appeared on his face, and his eyes gradually turned gray.
He suffered another supernatural attack. The ghost Buddha used the ghost slave as a medium to attack Li Longji again.
Li Longji, who was on the verge of the ghost's resurrection, laughed miserably, and black water continued to gush out of his body, with various rotten limbs floating in the water.
"No... we can't die like this..."
Li Longji said weakly, reluctantly stood up and slowly approached a wall, his body beginning to melt with every step he took.
He took out the satellite phone from his heavy clothes and communicated with his operator while walking.
"Mission failed, unable to be imprisoned, requesting support..."
Before he could finish speaking, the arm holding the satellite phone turned into a puddle of black water and merged into the pool, and the phone also fell into the water.
Li Longji just glanced hastily and hurriedly walked towards the wall.
When he finally reached the wall, time was running out. He slowly stretched out his melting finger and painted on the wall with black water.
When he finished the last stroke, he heard a splash and his whole body turned into a pool of black water and merged into the pool, leaving only the heavy clothes floating on the water.
The black water on the wall formed a "shui tut", which was very blurry. If someone looked carefully, they would barely be able to tell that these were two words.
Eye.
The large exhibition hall was filled with black water, and various broken limbs were floating on the surface of the black water. In the center of the exhibition hall stood a stone Buddha head. Originally there was only a crack on the face, but it cracked again when Li Longji died. There was a crack.
outside the museum
Qin Ming frowned slightly and looked in one direction. The scarlet ghost eye opened from his right arm, turning restlessly, emitting a dark red light.
There is a big difference between his ghost eye and Yang Jian.
Qin Ming's vision penetrated through the layers of dense fog through this ghost eye and saw the entire museum. When he wanted to look deeper, his vision began to blur.
Qin Ming frowned, and with a thought, the ghost eye closed on his arm and suddenly opened on his perfect face, and the supernatural powers began to superimpose.
Qin Ming saw the entire interior of the museum clearly, and was startled when he saw the formal hall.
He saw the black water all over the ground, with various rotten limbs floating on it, and hair piled together.
There are a few ghost slaves wandering in the water.
The point is that the Buddha head he saw was suppressed, but it didn't seem to be very strong.
"Why do you feel that the ghost is not very supernatural? This shouldn't be the case. S-class ghosts cannot be so scary."
Qin Ming's eyes flickered, he touched his chin and thought to himself.
unless……
Qin Ming seemed to have thought of something and frowned deeply.
The scarlet ghost eyes on Qin Ming's face suddenly burst out with a dim red light, and his whole body turned into a stream of light and went straight to the museum. This was Huahong.
Dajing City Headquarters
Cao Yanhua leaned on the table silently, closing his eyes and thinking about something secretly, when Shen Liang came over.
"Deputy Minister, Li Longji, the person in charge of Dazhou City, just called his operator."
Cao Yanhua opened his eyes suddenly and asked anxiously: "What did you say? How is the situation now?"
Shen Liang hesitated for a while and said: "It was clearly stated in the communication that the mission failed and could not be imprisoned. It also requested support from the headquarters, and then the communication was cut off."
"Should be dead"
Cao Yanhua was silent for a long time, and finally waved his hand to let Shen Liang leave.
After a moment of silence on the table, Cao Yanhua made a phone call.
"Go and apply pressure, take some tough measures when necessary, or increase the stakes and ask Wang Xiaoming to go there too."
Cao Yanhua said in a calm voice that now he can only hope that the city leaders will be more obedient. If that doesn't work, he can only ask for help from outside or ask him to take action.
"Are we going to invite the youngest Qin..."
Cao Yanhua rubbed his eyes with a headache, feeling helpless and powerless.
Filled with all kinds of mutilated limbs and rotting objects, the entire museum has become a scary place. Thick white mist surrounds the surroundings. The sound of dripping water is extremely clear. The ghost slaves wandering around are even more terrifying. .
