Waiting is always the most difficult thing, and the lack of news from Fengmen Village became the thorn in Shen Lin's heart.
Two months ago, he was just a young man who was full of sorrow and about to enter the society. Two months later, he became like this. The evil ghost completely changed his world beyond recognition.
The difficulties in the circle of friends, the chaos in the headquarters, the instability of one's own situation, and the terror of evil spirits.
All of this has now begun to be completely integrated into Shen Lin's life, and it is impossible to get rid of it.
In this terrifying world, no one knows whether it is better to be a ghost controller or an ordinary person, because no matter who you are, they may die in the next second. Perhaps being born in this world is a kind of sadness.
The ghost's suppression gave Shen Lin a rare good sleep. In the past, he had been in a half-asleep and half-awake state. He had to suppress the ghost's resurgence at all times, otherwise the entire community might suffer.
When Shen Lin finally woke up, he was woken up by a phone call from an unfamiliar number.
Sleepily, he fumbled for his cell phone to answer the call. The voice on the other end of the phone made Shen Lin sober up.
"Hello? Is this Mr. Shen?" The voice seemed to be that of a middle-aged man, with a hint of respect and humility in his tone.
The voice was really familiar, but Shen Lin couldn't remember it. Everything he had experienced in the past two months was far better than the previous twenty years of his life. He had encountered so many people and things that it was normal for him to not be able to remember them.
"Who are you?"
"Dai, Dai Heming, it's normal for Mr. Shen not to remember." The response on the phone made Shen Lin finally think of such a person.
The big boss in the Longhu Courtyard incident left a deep impression on Shen Lin. He was capable and courageous, and looked a bit like a big boss. It was no accident that he was able to work hard to this point.
After the Ghost Staircase incident, Shen Lin encountered attacks from his circle of friends. The recent supernatural attacks were so frequent that he did not pay too much attention to the follow-up of the Ghost Staircase incident. He originally thought that these people might have died in the Longhu Villa incident. , after all, with the ability of the Upside Down Ghost, ordinary people have almost no hope of survival. Unexpectedly, there are still so many lucky people.
After thinking about it carefully, Shen Lin seemed to understand.
The survival of these people should be related to the ghost staircase.
That ghost possesses considerable intelligence and has the ability to influence ghosts. It should have prevented the Upside Down Ghost from killing these people. After all, with the ability of the Upside Down Ghost, these people will turn into ashes after death, and the ghost staircase requires a large number of corpses as a its energy reserves.
This should be the usual routine of Ghost Staircase, but unfortunately it was interrupted by Shen Lin's intrusion. When Ghost Staircase lurked on Li Meng and influenced some evil ghosts to go to Dongchuan City to kill Shen Lin, the ordinary people in Longhu Villa instead Therefore, he escaped and survived the catastrophe.
This should be regarded as a certain destiny, and Shen Lin couldn't help but sigh at the luck of these people.
"Is it you? What's the matter?"
"Mr. Shen, just remember it. I heard that Mr. Shen is looking for a folklorist to investigate some things. I happen to have a few acquaintances here, and we plan to visit together. Do you think it will be convenient for you?" Dai Heming had no idea at all. After experiencing everything about the big boss's demeanor and demeanor, he vaguely felt something was going on.
That is the keen intuition for opportunities of a rich man who has worked hard from humble beginnings.
After seeing Shen Lin's ability, Dai Heming became more and more sure of his desire to cling to him, and he didn't feel any shame in clinging to such a young man based on his status.
Reality is reality, those who are capable are respected, dignity? How much is that thing worth?
"Okay, bring it over." Shen Lin responded.
Folklore research is no different than other scientific research. It is so diverse, and the same story may have different endings in different places.
When Shen Lin tried to find Fengmen Village through folk customs, he just had the mentality of giving it a try. After all, he had no better way now.
After a few more pleasantries, Shen Lin hung up the phone.
Looking up at the sunlight covered by the curtains, I felt like I was suddenly separated from another world.
There is currently no clue about everything in Fengmen Village. Last night, Wu Qiu sent the headquarters files on supernatural villages. Huanggang Village was also among them, but there was no trace of Fengmen Village. This undoubtedly confirmed Shen Lin’s Some speculation.
The ghost pawnshop tried to awaken a forbidden terror through him.
The details of this kind of thing are beyond Shen Lin's current ability to consider. This may be related to some remnants of the Republic of China or the terror itself. No matter which one it is, it cannot be explored now.
The time limit is only fifteen days, and cooperation with the Ghost Pawn Shop is the only way out. No matter what the Ghost Pawn Shop plans to do after this, it will be in the future, and there is no point in thinking about it now.
After all, if a person can't survive fifteen days, why bother worrying about what will happen after fifteen days.
Fengmen Village is Shen Lin's top priority now, and everything else must be put in the back burner.
After getting up and briefly washing up, Shen Lin put on his slippers and wandered around the living room bare-chested. He made himself a cup of coffee, and rarely turned on the TV to watch a TV series.
Shen Lin felt much more relaxed without the ghost's sense of recovery. At least he didn't have to keep an eye on him all the time to avoid losing control and killing everyone.
Although he has lost a lot of the joy of being a human being, Shen Lin is still satisfied with his current state. It is impossible for a normal person to experience the normal happiness of a person who has been tortured by evil spirits for several months.
But this state is destined not to last long. The ghost aspect was suppressed thanks to the ghost pawnshop, and the ghost only gave him fifteen days, and now there are fourteen days left.
Halfway through the coffee, the doorbell rang. This speed made Shen Lin a little shocked.
It seemed that it only took fifteen minutes, but Dai Heming's speed was too fast.
Without caring about his appearance, Shen Lin put on his slippers and opened the door in a casual manner. The person who appeared in front of him made him retreat instantly. The dark red light in his body directly enveloped the entire villa. He turned his lazy eyes. Instead, there was coldness and solemnity.
The man outside the door was wrapped up tightly, looking a bit strange in this summer season. The most striking feature of this man was his left arm, which only had an empty sleeve with nothing inside.
Zhao Ziliang!
There was murderous intent in Shen Lin's eyes. Since his debut, he had rarely fought with the Ghost Controller. The one half a month ago had directly changed all his plans and caused the current situation. Strictly speaking, he was gone. Zhao Ziliang and Moments have contributed a lot to this step.
"Are you here to die?" Shen Lin made no secret of his murderous intention. The ghost appearance suppressed by the ghost pawnshop was no different from the death intention. His abilities have been qualitatively improved compared to half a month ago. If there is a chance, he doesn't mind. Kill Zhao Ziliang.
"Don't be nervous, Shen Lin. I'm not here to fight today, don't worry." Zhao Ziliang smiled and walked into the living room like a man who had nothing to do. He found a sofa and sat down. He even saw Shen Lin's coffee. After pouring himself a glass, he sipped it carefully and raised his glass to Shen Lin with a smile.
"tasty."
Shen Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and the ghost realm around him immediately dissipated.
If there were no accidents, he didn't want to conflict with the opponent. With only one ghost, it was still a bit reluctant for him to fight against the opponent. Half a month ago, he was able to lose both sides and rely entirely on the ghost stairs.
But the ghost had divided itself, and only about one-third was left in the custody of Shen Lin.
No one knows what effect one-third of the ghost stairs can achieve, and the other party must be confident if they dare to come to the door under the same circumstances as last time.
No conflict is the best option.
"Well, I learned it myself. I'm just learning, but I seem to have some talent." Shen Lin smiled until his eyes were half-squinted.
"You are indeed talented. I hope to taste better next time I come here." Zhao Ziliang talked eloquently without any sense of crisis.
Now they are like a pair of old friends who have known each other for many years, and they have no clue that they had fought to the death half a month ago.
"If you have a chance, I've been a little busy recently. I hope you won't cause trouble, otherwise I don't mind a lot of trouble." Shen Lin tasted the coffee in his mouth and said in a calm tone.
Zhao Ziliang waved his hand.
"Don't get me wrong, I haven't forgotten how I lost half of my arm. Besides, I personally killed Qian Bojun. Although the circle of friends hasn't had a chance to pay attention to it yet, they will find out one day. You are still alive, I have no value in cooperating with my circle of friends anymore, and there is no reason for us to have conflicts again, what do you think?"
"That's best." Shen Lin smiled.
"To be honest, I was quite shocked when I heard that you were back not long ago. Your condition at that time may have resuscitated in the next second. In this case, you can survive in death and get out of the predicament of resuscitation. Among the people I have met , you are the first." Zhao Ziliang said.
"That's what you came here to say? Did you feel that I was extremely talented later on, so you bowed down and bowed down? If that's the case, you can just bow to me, I can bear it." Shen Lin sneered.
Zhao Ziliang was not angry, and seemed to have expected this scene. He was still sipping the coffee calmly, with a half-smile on his lips.
"I heard that you are looking for Fengmen Village?" Zhao Ziliang put down the coffee in his hand, lay on the sofa in a relatively comfortable state, and asked aloud.
A strange look flashed across Shen Lin's expression, and then he nodded.
"Yes, your information is much better than I thought. It has been less than twenty-four hours since I came back, and you already know this part of my whereabouts."
"Luckily, I'm not the only one staring at you now. The circle of friends may have more information than me, but I'm the only one willing to visit you." Zhao Ziliang didn't hide anything he wanted to say.
"It's normal. I killed five of their ghost masters and killed some supporters of their headquarters. Under this situation, if the circle of friends doesn't do something to me, I may suspect that this so-called top ghost master organization is just It was blown out." Shen Lin responded.
"So, you came here today just to tell me something that is known to the whole world? What is this? Offering an olive branch? Or expressing goodwill? Mr. Zhao?"
Zhao Ziliang's wrapped cheeks seemed to smile, and he slowly leaned forward from the sofa and spoke slowly.
"Fengmen Village, I know where it is!"
