The red light dissipated and everything was as usual. Shen Lin left Chen Zuo's home and reappeared in a good snack street.
This is a relatively famous night market in this generation. It is brightly lit at night, with high quality and low prices, and the taste is quite good. Before becoming a ghost master, Shen Lin liked to have dinner or lunch in this area.
After casually ordering a few things, Shen Lin waited quietly.
The trip to Fengmen Village made his body become more and more corpse-like. Food was no longer a necessity, but Shen Lin still deliberately followed his previous life trajectory.
Several incidents of ghosts made him more and more aware of the problem of ghost controllers.
There is always a two-way influence between the ghost controller and the ghost. While controlling the ghost, the ghost is also affecting you.
Xiao Yang's humanity gradually lost, and Shen Lin's mind gradually became disordered and became more and more crazy, all because of this influence.
This is not a good thing, it means that the evil ghost is subtly infiltrating him. If he continues to let it go, Shen Lin will one day be swallowed up by the evil ghost.
Sitting on the open-air table, Shen Lin flipped his wrist, and a golden cloth appeared in his hand again.
This contains the remaining third of the Haunted Staircase puzzle piece.
The growth potential of the ghost staircase is almost the highest among the ghost incidents Shen Lin has experienced throughout his recovery and experience.
A conscious ghost, no one knows what it will do.
Due to various reasons, Shen Lin never had much time to take care of this matter after the separation of Ghost Staircase Jigsaw.
The original plan was to start solving the ghost staircase after the trip to Fengmen Village was over, but the longer this matter was delayed, the greater the risk.
Unexpectedly, the actions in the circle of friends caught Shen Lin off guard.
Dealing with Fang Shiming has consumed too much of his energy, and at this stage he has no other time to solve the ghost staircase.
This made Shen Lin's eyes look a little heavy.
We can only let that ghost thing grow for a while. After this battle, if he is still alive, start this matter as soon as possible.
If he died, then the big things would have nothing to do with him.
The red light in his hand flickered faintly, and the golden cloth disappeared directly in his hand, appearing tens of thousands of meters underground.
Since the Ghost Staircase cannot be restricted in a short period of time, it must at least ensure that one third of the puzzle can no longer fall into the opponent's hands.
Shen Lin wouldn't trust it if it was placed in his room or in the hands of anyone he knew. That ghost was intelligent and could not be judged by ordinary people.
Simply put it in a random place, tens of thousands of meters below.
With the gold package, he is not afraid of any actions on the ghost stairs, so he can prepare for a battle with his circle of friends with peace of mind.
While Shen Lin was thinking, the phone next to him suddenly rang, and the caller ID was Li Meng.
It was around three o'clock in the morning, and Li Meng would call himself at this time, which was a bit unusual in itself.
Without hesitation, he answered the call. Li Meng's voice sounded a little breathy on the other end of the phone.
"Linzi, something's not right. My alarm went off and someone broke in."
"Where are you now?" Shen Lin asked hurriedly.
"I'm in the underground secret room at home. They shouldn't be able to find me for a while, but it won't be possible to tell for a while." Li Meng replied, trying to keep his voice as low as possible so as not to alert people outside.
"Don't worry, I'll rush over to you. Have you seen what those people look like?"
"I saw it, none of them were hiding anything. They were dressed in sportswear, suits, cropped pants, everything. They didn't look like robbers. Some of these people looked very evil, like the one over there. Zhao Ziliang feels almost the same."
In the basement, precision instruments were showing everything in the villa. Li Meng told Shen Lin in an orderly manner.
Similar to Zhao Ziliang? The ghost master? Shen Lin's eyes narrowed slightly.
He realized that this matter might not be as simple as he thought.
Why did the Ghost Controller attack Li Meng?
People in your circle of friends? Ready to do whatever it takes?
Or maybe someone from some other organization?
No matter who he is, his methods are a bit underhanded.
Shen Lin's eyes gradually turned cold. The ghost controllers are not children playing house, nor are they the children of the martial arts world and the morality of the world.
These people are more or less lacking in humanity or mentally abnormal. It is just commonplace to use any means to achieve their goals. To them, this is normal.
Li Meng is just an ordinary person. No matter what the reason is, so many people will not be dispatched to deal with him.
This is for myself.
Li Meng is just the beginning. If left alone, the next ones may be Chen Zuo, Sun Yue, Zhou Fang, Li Yihui, or even everyone who has even met him once.
In the midst of the storm and the chaos between dragons and snakes, finally some cows, ghosts, gods and snakes couldn't help but come out to stir up trouble.
He picked up the cup on the table and took a sip of water. As a breeze blew by, Shen Lin's figure completely disappeared from the spot.
This is not only for Li Meng, but also to eliminate the root cause.
This is a fight between ghost masters, this is a life-and-death fight. Now it's Li Meng, and the next one may be himself.
They may suffer different pains and die on the streets.
These people must die, there is no second possibility.
At the night market stall, when the boss excitedly brought the ordered food to the table, he found that the table in front of him was empty, not even a soul. There was a brand new two hundred yuan on the table, which was obviously meal money. .
"It's strange. It was there before, but it was gone in the blink of an eye. Damn it."
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Shanshui Community, in the lobby of Villa No. 23.
The sofas or tables and chairs were scattered with people, about a dozen or so.
On the surface, these people are headed by Sun Chengwu, but they have different hearts.
It is difficult for the private ghost control organization itself to become successful, and the private ghost control organizations in Daxia City are even more small-scale.
To be able to gather so many people, Sun Chengwu used a lot of resources and connections. These ghost masters were not only from Daxia City, but also came from other places because they coveted Shen Lin's method of suppressing recovery.
These people, convened by Sun Chengwu, formed such a fragile small group.
They were able to gather now just because there were more people and they were more confident in dealing with Shen Lin, so there was no room for error.
When Shen Lin died, it was also the time when they fell apart.
Never test human nature. Selfishness is the most deep-rooted vice in human nature.
Even if that method can be shared, these people will not allow it to be shared.
Between being self-centered and seeking common ground while reserving differences, they unanimously chose the former.
"Have you found that boy?" Sun Chengwu shouted.
A large number of them broke into the villa, but found no trace of the boy named Li Meng.
"Not yet. I guess there is a secret room or mechanism underneath this villa. Rich people like to do this the most."
In the crowd, Sun Chengwen sneered.
He is Sun Chengwu's brother. Sun Chengwu is currently giving orders to this group. Doesn't this mean he is giving the orders?
Glancing at the crowd around him, Sun Chengwen suddenly felt a sense of superiority.
No one in the crowd spoke, and many people rolled their eyes at the arrogant Sun Chengwen.
Anyone with a discerning eye knows that today's cooperation is just a show-off, and this is the only one present who takes it seriously.
No one cares about it now. It’s not the time to fall out. When the thing is obtained, kill him as soon as possible!
"Find it?" someone in the crowd said.
Sun Chengwu shook his head.
"It's not necessary, he's just an ordinary person. The purpose of our coming here is to fish and lure that Shen Lin over. As long as Shen Lin comes over, it doesn't mean that the man named Li Meng is still dead."
Sun Chengwen looked around, and there was silence again. He secretly thought that a bunch of idiots couldn't offer any constructive suggestions, so he cleared his throat and spoke himself.
"If you ask me, why bother with so much effort? Isn't Shen Lin's villa nearby? If we come to kill him, how can we let him escape with so many people?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone around him looked at Sun Chengwen with cold eyes and no intention of paying attention.
In full view of everyone, Sun Chengwu looked at his brother, sighed and said.
"The territory is in our hands, so we can take the initiative. The other party is from the Ghost Controller Headquarters. It's hard to say what alarm device the headquarters has placed in his villa or somewhere. Can it be killed secretly or secretly? The Ghost Controller Headquarters We still can’t afford it.”
Just wait and see, this is an ordinary plan.
Sometimes things like conspiracies can cause problems easily when they become complicated.
Simplicity is the truth, the simpler, the more effective it is.
"Are you really so sure that Shen Lin has what he wants? If not, it will cost many lives. Is it worth it?"
The unfamiliar voice was a bit rude.
Sun Chengwu didn't care. There was a mix of dragons and snakes here, and he didn't know everyone.
He answered while looking for the direction of the sound source.
"It shouldn't be wrong. I found out through the news that the circle of friends is also planning to take action against that guy. If even the circle of friends is interested, then even if it is not a way to suppress the recovery, then Shen Lin has something of extraordinary value in his hands, or a ghost. Or something supernatural.”
"That's it, it's a reasonable guess."
The voice responded.
It was at this time that most people in the house found the source of the sound.
Approximately in the corner by the window, there is a young man, leaning against the wall, looking somewhat familiar.
That look was so familiar, so familiar that they obviously felt weird, the name was on their lips, but they couldn't say it out loud.
At this moment, the young man took action.
He slowly raised his hand, and everyone seemed to see what it was in the darkness.
It was a golden pistol, and the dark muzzle was pointed at them, which made everyone's brains tremble.
At the same time, the voice came.
"Good evening, everyone."
