Chapter 47 The true intention of the ghost messenger
Chapter 47 The real intention of Gui Cha
Author: Just a little demon in the mortal world
Chapter 47 The real intention of Gui Cha
Looking at Luo Sheng's empty body, people in the club began to suspect that Luo Yi had stolen his ghost.
A ghost is worth 100 million, and wealth is so attractive that they have every reason to be so suspicious.
After Zhang Yiming finished speaking, Ye Jun and Ouyang Tian's eyes flashed with a hint of wariness. The three of them stood together calmly, ready to take action at any time.
"Tell us what happened?" Zhang Han pulled up the woman on the ground. Now only she could explain clearly how He Sheng's ghost disappeared.
This woman was trembling all over, her hair was disheveled, and the pajamas she wore could not cover her white, tender and plump body. Her chest was bulging in front, and her buttocks were straight up, like a ripe peach.
No wonder He Sheng took her with him everywhere, but now her face was full of fear, her spirit seemed to have collapsed, and she didn't know what horrible things she had seen before.
"Don't ask, she has already collapsed. It's a waste of time to ask." Luo Yi took one look and knew that it was a waste of time. As for the small actions of Ye Jun and others beside him, how could he hide them from him.
"If you don't do anything, I will leave." Luo Yi said with a half-smile on his face.
Ye Jun's expression changed quickly, and finally he said: "Let him go!"
"But." Zhang Yiming was about to retort.
"Shut up." Ye Jun interrupted Zhang Yiming and pointed at Yang Jian next to him, and then Zhang Yiming stopped.
"Luo Yi, where are you going?" Yang Jian asked.
"Do what you need to do!" Luo Yi said without looking back. Gui Cha had already started doing things. Before he could kill people and grow up, Luo Yi had to find the ghost coffin first.
As for the life and death of people like Ye Jun, he doesn't care at all. Even if they don't kill them, he will deal with them.
The common man is not guilty, but he is guilty of possessing the jade. Do you really think Luo Yi is a generous person?
The reason why we don't kill now is because we don't have enough detention equipment to deal with a few evil ghosts. Luo Yi can't keep carrying a few ghosts to find the ghost coffin.
It's late at night, and the roads, fields, and houses are surrounded by mist. The whole village seems to have entered another world, and it's so quiet that it's a bit depressing, even scary.
Zhang Han followed behind and looked around cautiously, feeling a little nervous.
But at the entrance of the village, a house was unusual. The door of this house was open. There were two rows of wreaths at the door, and the lights were on inside.
"Lai" is written on the wall of the lobby. In the middle is a memorial tablet, and then a vermilion lacquer coffin is neatly placed there. In front of the coffin, two white candles that are almost burned out are burning, and the candlelight is swaying.
Uncertainly, some strange black shadows were reflected, shaking on the surrounding walls, giving people an inexplicable eerie feeling.
Luo Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. The young man's portrait on the spiritual throne seemed to be covered with a thick layer of fog at night. He could not see clearly. He could only see the outline of the portrait, which revealed a strange feeling.
What's even more weird is the big red coffin. The red color on the surface of the coffin seems to be flowing under the firelight, as if the coffin has just been painted.
"Where are those people in the village? Normally, there is a vigil at night during funerals." Zhang Han looked through the door and clearly saw everything inside. There was not a single vigil inside.
"This village can only hold over a hundred people to death. Someone died at the head of the village and there was a funeral, but Wang Fugui and Aunt Zhang at the end of the village didn't know anything about it. They were obviously in the company of ghosts, but everyone still rose up and rested at sunset. The relationship between husband and wife
You can still argue and bicker all day long, do you think this is normal?"
"It's indeed weird." Zhang Han nodded.
When everything is so normal that it is illogical, normality is the biggest abnormality.
"I see that there are actually no villagers here at all. Wang Fugui and Zhang Cuifang are all tricks played by ghosts. I even suspect that the entire Huanggang Village is fake. The information about this place should only be available after ghosts appear.
, but the headquarters deliberately retained this part of the information." Luo Yi said.
"How is it possible? Don't they want to solve the ghost problem here? If they hide it and don't report it, how can ordinary ghost controllers really solve the problem?" Zhang Han was shocked by Luo Yi's statement.
"So there is something here that is more precious than the life of the ghost master. This is why I chose to come here this time."
"The value of two Interpol police officers is greater than five ghost masters." Zhang Han couldn't believe what it was that was worth the headquarters' investment.
"If everything is fake, then where should we start?" Zhang Han looked around. There was no one around, but he felt that there was gloomy malice everywhere.
Luo Yidao: "Do you know the ghost realm? We are now in the ghost realm of ghosts."
"So everything we see is what the ghosts want us to see." Zhang Han suddenly realized, "But if everything is false, how can we turn defeat into victory?"
"The ghost realm is indeed incomprehensible to a certain extent. The virtual and the real change, and it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false. But what you don't know is that there must be a supporting point in the ghost realm, just like Yang Jian's ghost eyes. Everything else can be changed, but
There are ghost eyes that won't change, so what we have to do is find that thing that won't change." Luo Yi explained to Zhang Han as he walked forward.
Zhang Han looked at the empty mourning hall, "So our target is this mahogany coffin."
"Yes," Luo Yi nodded, "I checked the coffin once during the day. The coffin at that time was ordinary and didn't look abnormal at all. Now I think it's because I was tricked by a ghost during the day. He will
The ghost coffin was isolated by a deep ghost realm and deliberately appeared to lure me away, preventing me from continuing to explore the mourning hall and find the real coffin."
"So the real ghost coffin must still be here, but it is hidden deeper in the ghost realm."
Zhang Han also understood the cause and effect of the whole incident, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The boss is the boss, he is very thoughtful, and he can restore the whole thing to the bottom of the matter like a thread. No wonder he is the person in charge, and I am just a folk club."
Honorary shareholder."
In fact, Luo Yi himself knew that without the clues from the original work, he would not have been able to figure out the whole story so quickly.
"Due to the limited space in the original work, and the fact that many things are based on Yang Jian's eyes and mind, it cannot be considered very comprehensive. Only by immersing yourself in the situation can you find that many things are biased, such as the lack of life.
People, there are no ghost slaves, all people are ghosts and supernatural beings, and the coffin has not always been in reality. It was the ghosts who fought until the end and deliberately borrowed Yang Jian's hand to return to the coffin, and then took the initiative to show up."
Luo Yi quickly sorted it out in his mind.
"Before, I was wondering why He Sheng died but that woman didn't. Now that I think about it, maybe the ghost was in a hurry. He was so anxious that he didn't even want to waste time dealing with an ordinary person. He desperately wanted to suppress the evil ghost, so we left.
At that time, he did not choose to take action, but let us leave. If my prediction is correct, people should have started to die over there by now."
As soon as Luo Yi finished speaking, scarlet red light spread at the end of the village.
The ghost took action against Yang Jian.
"Now we are competing with the ghost for speed. He knows that I want to open the coffin, so before that he must hunt enough ghost masters to increase his suppression quota."
"What does it have to do with him killing people and us opening the coffin?" Zhang Han already understood everything else, but he didn't quite understand this last point.
"There are not enough places, so he has nothing to do with me. Rather than losing to me, he is more afraid that I will open the coffin like the Interpol policeman and choose to lie in it myself, so that he still cannot go home. Am I right?
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"Feng Quan!"
Chapter completed!