Inside the hotel.

After Zhang Quanyou finished speaking.

The three of them immediately felt that Du Gui in front of them seemed to have changed.

The expression is gloomy.

Eyes cold...

That philistine feeling is completely gone.

Du Gui clenched his fists and said coldly: "Are you sure it's the next day? Everyone died one after another?"

Zhang Quan nodded slightly: "I'm very sure, that's why I want to continue to investigate. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that your neighbors died abnormally, but I just can't find the problem."

Du Gui nodded. He stared at Zhang Quanyou's eyes very seriously and said: "I don't like those neighbors because they are all a bunch of bastards. We have a small family. I am the only child. My cousin's parents were very young.

They are no longer here, so they often bully our family."

"I don't care how they died, but you can help me investigate. I want to know why these people died."

Zhang Quanyou looked slightly startled.

He understood what Du Gui meant. As a good brother, he seemed to think that the death of these people seemed to be related to the death of his parents.

Immediately, he couldn't bear to say: "Brother, it's all over."

Du Gui waved his hand: "Past? I can't get through."

When Zhang Quan heard this, he let out a long sigh: "Okay, I'll check it for you. If I find anything, I'll tell you."

Du Gui took out his mobile phone and transferred the 500,000 yuan in his bank account to Zhang Quan with 400,000 yuan.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

"I don't want your money, I should help you."

Zhang Quanyou became anxious immediately. He really regarded Du Gui as a brother.

Du Gui said calmly: "I like money very much, so I will transfer 400,000 to you. Do you understand what I mean?"

Listen to this.

Zhang Quanyou nodded with great sadness.

"I understand, I understand everything..."

Finished.

He took a deep breath, waved his hand and said, "Let's go."

"Wang Ping, Gao Yao, follow me and take away all the paper people and horses outside, so as not to cause trouble to our brothers."

"No, you can take the rest with you. Leave those inflatable dolls to me. They are all unopened. I will hang them on salted fish later. How much can I sell them for?"

…

Zhang Quan and the others walked very smoothly.

Home Inn, which had just become lively, fell into dead silence again.

Du Gui was sitting at the door, sharpening his kitchen knife.

Next to him is his vicious dog Captain Jia.

While sharpening the knife.

Du Gui said: "I also want to go there, but I can't."

The developer who killed his parents was killed by himself.

After the developer turned weird, he was cut into pieces and used as Captain Jia's dog food.

But the developer was not the only person involved in this matter.

At the very least, the wealthy people who develop the real estate are not immune to it.

Don't say you didn't participate.

You are the ones making the most money.

As for those people, Du Gui knew where they were. To be precise, the real estate company that developed the property was headquartered in Xu'an, where his cousin lived.

make life difficult for……

It really means I can't get through it.

It took more than half an hour to sharpen the knife.

Du Gui suddenly said: "There seems to be a supernatural incident happening over there in Xu An. I have to hurry up and expand the scope of my activities there. You must stay alive and wait for me to get there."

There are certain things and certain words that he doesn’t say.

But it can be remembered in my heart for a lifetime.

Those people in the old street died very abnormally, and just the day after their parents died, they all died one after another.

An idea emerged in Du Gui's mind.

It is possible that the death of his parents, including his own problems, are not as simple as he thought.

But he didn't have a headache, and he didn't want to waste his brain thinking about what was there and what wasn't.

He only knows.

His parents are dead.

As long as they are related to this matter, I will kill them all.

No matter if it's a human or a ghost.

"It won't take too long."

Du Gui murmured softly, stood up and walked towards the hotel.

He walked to the front desk, picked up the watering can, and carefully watered the two bunches of morning glories in the flower pots.

The vicious dog Captain Jia beside him was wagging his tail and begging for mercy, but he also seemed very quiet.

…

the other side.

In Anlu District, outside a temporary shelter.

A man as thin as a bamboo pole came over carrying a bloody plastic bag.

The crowd around him seemed like they couldn't see him.

The tall and thin man walked to the entrance of the shelter and threw the bloody plastic bag in.

At the entrance, it was pitch black, and no light could shine in.

At this moment.

The white-haired, kind-looking old man appeared strangely behind the tall and thin man.

Still no one saw it.

"Huang Biao and Wang Bian met the ancient corpses of the Ming Dynasty last night. They were marked and their bodies were covered with black spots."

"Also, Qian Youliang took action last night. He went to the No. 4 subway line and seemed to have killed a few weirdos."

Hear this.

The tall and thin man said without looking back: "Weird? Is there something new weird in Anzhou?"

The white-haired old man said strangely: "I don't know the specific situation, but logically speaking, although Anzhou is almost over, there won't be so many weird things."

The tall and thin man said doubtfully: "It may be that the owner of the tomb cannot suppress the source, but it is also possible that it was caused by another force."

Said.

The tall and thin man suddenly smiled: "Didn't Tang Yuanqing get attacked? Now he is still lying in the ward waiting to die. When the eight of them were in glory, the Yinling Society didn't even dare to risk their lives. Now times have changed and people are dying of old age.

, waiting for death, only Qian Youliang can resist Daliang."

The white-haired old man shook his head and said: "There are still people alive, and there are many old people in the polling bureau."

The tall and thin man said sarcastically: "Alive? It's better to die. Once they take action, they will basically usher in the fifth and sixth death-seeking ghosts. They are all just a deterrent. Who can end it?"

The white-haired old man said: "You don't understand. The polling bureau is not afraid of death. If you make them anxious, some ruthless characters will emerge from those people and they can destroy the Yinling Society."

The tall and thin man shook his head, as if he didn't want to continue this topic.

So, he asked: "Has the coffin of the ancient corpse of the Ming Dynasty been found?"

"Not yet, but it has been found. If we had known earlier that this ancient corpse would become so special, we would have taken action when it was dug up decades ago."

"It is indeed very special. I suspect that it may be related to the source. It appears weird and has a mobile ghost. It may have been in contact with the source."

The tall and thin man suddenly thought of something: "No, if it had been in contact with the source, it would have turned into something more terrifying long ago. I can't figure it out..."

The white-haired old man stared at the entrance of the air-raid shelter with a smile.

He said kindly: "Maybe it has something to do with the owner of the tomb."

The tall and thin man nodded with deep understanding and said: "Find its coffin as soon as possible. The thing in the ghost mother's belly is about to be conceived again, and soon another tomb owner will come out and control all the ghosts in Anzhou."

"I hope I can fill that person's belly by then."
Chapter completed!