The Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 28 Hanging
Time passed by every minute and every second, during which Wen Zhong also released ghost fungi to detect in the villa, but found nothing.

He looked at the Taoist, and found that the other person looked a little anxious. Seeing this, he got up and sat beside the Taoist, and asked in a low voice, "Master Taoist, what's the situation now?"

"It's hard to say." The Taoist also whispered back: "Although this ghost is restricted, it will take time to lure it out."

At this moment, Hu Qiu got up suddenly and said, "You two, I'm going to the bathroom. If you need anything, you can call me."

"Oh, Secretary Hu's place is a haunted house, can't you bear it if you want to go to the bathroom?" Wen Zhong reminded.

"Well, I'm afraid it won't work." Hu Qiu clutched his stomach with an ugly expression on his face, "Maybe I ate bad food tonight, and my stomach is really uncomfortable right now."

Wen Zhong wanted to say something else, but the Taoist suddenly coughed twice, raised his hand to stop Wen Zhong: "Secretary Hu, there is absolutely no taboo here for poor Taoists, so you can go."

"Then there will be Teacher Lao Xian." After Hu Qiu finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the bathroom.

"Little friend, you don't need the benevolence of a woman at this time. You choose 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.

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Hu Qiu walked in the long corridor, looking at the darkness ahead, he couldn't help shivering, but when he thought of Taoist Taiqing staying in the living room, his heart was slightly relieved.

Hu Qiu usually watched horror movies to pass the time. He naturally knew that at this time, he was playing the movie by himself at this time. In other words, he was setting up a flag, but he couldn't help but his stomach hurts.

Finally, after walking around a corner, he saw the door of the bathroom, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of liberation in his heart.

After entering the toilet and closing the door, Hu Qiu expertly 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 still smelled a little bit, "Damn it, I just said that the steamed fish head is not fresh."

"It's really cold, so let's just close the windows." After weighing one or two, Hu Qiu closed the window sideways.

At this moment, he was so excited that he had already forgotten about the haunted house, but he didn't notice that there was a hand sticking out from the ceiling, slowly stretching towards the top of his head...

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"May I ask how much the chief knows about Interpol?" Wen Zhong started chatting with Taoist in the corridor next to the bathroom.

"Interpol?" The Taoist's expression flashed with fear, "Pindao once met Ruan Tianjun, the head of Da'an City, and talked to him about some things. The name of the Interpol sounds impressive, but in fact it is just a group of high-level cannon fodder. .”

"The Taoist priest started to talk."

The Taoist said: "Interpol's single position is almost equivalent to the captain of the police force, but because of its special nature, it has great power. It can mobilize the police force of a city to assist, and there are special funds in the city to provide assistance. Auxiliary to the operations of Interpol."

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 didn't expect it to be so high.

"My little friend, if you want to join the Interpol, Pindao advises you to give up this idea as soon as possible." The Taoist seemed to see what Wen Zhong was thinking, and then said: "Being an Interpol means protecting your own jurisdiction. Everyone is dubbed the title of the person in charge of the city, so all the supernatural events in the city need to be resolved by him alone."

"People like us don't live long, and then use the power of ghosts so frequently..."

"I see." Wen Zhong nodded.

"Little friend, ghost masters are not limited to becoming an Interpol. More people are still willing to use this power to make money, or to satisfy their own desires. When these people gather together, they will form a group that is not under the control of the state." NGOs."

Wen Zhongdao: "So, the priest is also a member of the non-governmental organizations."

"Yes, if you need it, Pindao can also recommend you to join the organization that Pindao belongs to."

"Let's talk about it, I'll take a look when I get a chance."

Minutes and seconds passed, but Hu Qiu never came out of the bathroom. Wen Zhong and Taoist exchanged glances, kicked open the door of the bathroom.

"This is……"

Wen Zhong couldn't help frowning, Hu Qiu sat upright on the toilet, but his neck was twisted and elongated like a hemp rope, and his head was stuck on the chandelier on the ceiling, looking like he was hanged.

The Taoist was about to step forward to inspect the corpse, when suddenly there was a "bang" from behind, the door of the bathroom was closed in response, and the surrounding scenery began to become distorted.

This is undoubtedly the masterpiece of Li Gui.

Before he had time to be surprised, the Taoist finally took out his left hand, which he had been hiding all this time, from his pocket. It was a very ordinary hand, but when he opened it, he saw a severed hand that was already rotten and bleeding with pus and blood. Left hands clasped together.

ghost character.

This severed hand is exactly the ghost controlled by the Taoist.

The symbol drawn by the 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 drawn, the better the suppression effect, but at the same time, the risk of the ghost's recovery is higher.

This severed hand is the Taoist's greatest reliance on catching the ghost.

Scarlet blood flowed from the severed hand and dripped to the ground, forming a series of extremely weird symbols. At the same time, a sound of bone shattering came from his left hand, and the severed hand had already started to recover and was constantly rubbing the Taoist's left hand.

The surrounding scenery began to gradually return to normal. Just as the two were about to breathe a sigh of relief, suddenly a pair of bloodless arms stretched out from the ceiling, aiming at the Taoist's neck.

At this moment, a gray light lit up, covering the entire bathroom, Wen Zhong activated the ghost domain, his arms were ripped open, and the ghost fungus swayed out, and the target was the pair of ghost arms.

It's done!As long as he grasps this opportunity, Wen Zhong is confident that he can use the corrosive ability of the ghost fungus to suppress it.

But a strange thing happened. The ghost fungus had already touched the pair of ghost arms, but the surrounding space suddenly distorted.

The next moment, the ghost arm twisted the ghost domain, and its hands stretched out, strangling the Taoist's neck tightly.

Taoist's eyes widened, it was unbelievable that his runes and Wen Zhong's Ghost Domain couldn't stop this ghost's attack.

At this moment, the ghost painting talisman and the ghost arm collided with two supernatural forces. The Taoist's left hand was already bloody and bloody, and his neck gradually began to be twisted. He was about to become the next Hu Qiu.

(End of this chapter)