William saw the five paranormal commandos next to the "haunted swing", and Azan had already joined the other four. Xiao Shen was facing the camera, talking nonsense.
There seemed to be no ghosts in this place, and William could not feel anything unusual. It was estimated that the rumor that "the swing would swing by itself" was probably blown up by the wind...
Even so, the five fanatics who had not bothered to have dinner up to this moment still walked around the swing and checked it tirelessly for a long time before giving up.
William's tracking continued like this. Overall, it went smoothly. At least it was not difficult to remain undetected. It lasted until nine o'clock in the evening, after checking the "biting lawn", "tangled willow tree" and the so-called "meeting hall".
After fishing in the "artificial lake of hair", they returned to the car and ate the packed lunches they had brought.
To be honest, the work attitude of the Paranormal Commandos is very admirable. They are diligent, strong-willed, not afraid of hardship, and not afraid of death. No matter from the perspective of making a program or removing spirits, these five are lucky enough to be able to turn their hobby into a career.
There is no doubt that people are working very hard.
Even the meal time has been planned in advance by them, because they may have to work until four or five in the morning. If they eat an early dinner, they will definitely be hungry in the early morning. That is the time when people are most likely to get sleepy, and it is also the time when ghosts and monsters appear.
The peak of the show. They didn't want to pause the recording for a late-night snack at the climax of the program, so they postponed the meal until after nine o'clock.
Although they have a complete set of spiritual equipment, a complete plan, and full of enthusiasm, in fact, these five ordinary people have not encountered many supernatural phenomena since recording this program. Because they have no spiritual knowledge, the ten episodes
There were no real ghosts encountered in eight or nine episodes of the show, but the TV audience, like them, didn’t know whether there were ghosts or not in this weekly episode of “Paranormal Commandos” and they only watched it as a science fiction comedy.
It is precisely for this reason that the five people are lucky to be alive until now. If every episode of the program asked them to find the ghost, these guys would have gone crazy and died.
William was able to rest for a while while they were eating. He put his hands behind his head and rested against the big tree.
After the meal, the five guys took out the park map and started pointing, planning to shoot the highlight from midnight to dawn.
At this time, Wang Xu came alone to the swimming pool that had not been opened for a month.
"After searching the park, this is the only place where there might be a problem." He easily removed the door lock with one hand and walked into the two-story building next to the swimming pool.
Wang Xu swaggered around a few corners, entered the men's locker room, and stopped in front of a locker. "No. 24..." He looked at a locker slightly lower than his line of sight, and stretched out his hand.
He grabbed his hand, probably preparing to crush the lock.
But something strange happened again. The lock was actually attached with a magic spell, and Wang Xu couldn't open it with brute force. So, he tried to use Guigu Taoism to solve it, but the result was the same as what he encountered in the sand pit. It didn't work.
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"Hey..." Wang Xu had no choice but to leave the men's changing room, ran to the counter, turned over, opened every drawer, and finally found the No. 24 among a bunch of keys. Then he went back to the men's changing room.
In front of the locker in the room, unlocked with the key, and then opened the box.
Wang Xu looked at the things in the box and was dumbfounded. Because it was a person...
Perhaps it should be said that I was once a person, but now...
The man's distorted face was staring at Wang Xu. The flesh on his face was not rotten, but was swollen as if it was about to burst from under the skin. Behind his head, his dislocated limbs and body were bloated and squeezed together.
The shape was extremely weird, and the locker, which was only about 30 centimeters square, was filled to the brim and emitted waves of stench.
This is definitely not a bone-shrinking skill. Wang Xu can't say what it is specifically. If I had to describe it, it would be like someone trying to stuff a frog into an empty eyedrop bottle. It feels like the volume is not enough.
But after finishing the work, I found that... it was successful, but you can imagine what the frog looked like...
The "person" in the box stared at Wang Xu fiercely for a long time. Wang Xu couldn't tell what this thing was for a while. Say you are a human. You are more like a ghost. Say you are a ghost.
You are more like a monster. Let’s call you a monster. Isn’t your M tendency too serious...
Before Wang Xu could think about how to deal with this guy, he snorted coldly and closed the storage box from the inside...
Wang Xu was shocked. He was stunned for a minute, opened the box again, and said to the guy: "Come out."
"Do you know who you're talking to?"
"Then tell me."
"I am the 'body in a box'."
"I can tell……"
"So I should stay in the box."
"Hey, I have such a bad temper... don't force me to do anything." Wang Xu threatened.
"It's useless for you to do it. I have to stay in this box and don't bother me anymore." He said and closed the storage box again from the inside.
This time, no matter how hard Wang Xu pulled it, he couldn't open it. Even having a key didn't help. The box seemed to be welded shut.
After knocking and smashing for a while, Wang Xu had no choice but to give up, thinking to himself that the sand trap hadn't been dealt with anyway, so he would go back and deal with it one by one after he found out what was going on in the park.
So he quickly scrawled a text message with one hand, roughly informed Elbert of the situation, and then left this hellish place.
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At the same time, the northwest urban area of S city.
A drunkard staggered out of the back door of a certain bar. In the dark alley, he leaned on the wall and vomited into the gutter on the side of the road. He also cursed: "This evil boss sells fake products."
Drink... vomit... bah... why do you feel so uncomfortable while drinking... vomit..." He said and vomited, and suddenly, he saw that the things he vomited were mixed with a lot of turbid red, that smell
The taste is clearly that of blood.
"What...this..." The drunk man was so frightened that he actually vomited so much blood. This was not fake wine, it was simply poisonous wine!
When he was still in shock, another wave of vomiting came over him. The drunk man retched for a while, and then he felt something long and sticky coming up from his stomach. When he finally spit it out from his mouth, he almost
He fainted from fright. What fell to the ground was a piece of intestine! His own intestine!
He was really scared, and his mind went blank. The most terrifying thing was that even though he vomited out some of his own organs, he didn't feel the slightest discomfort.
There was no one in this alley. The drunk man stumbled and walked quickly to the right. He wanted to run to the road and shout for help.
But suddenly there was another wave of nausea in his stomach, causing him to fall to his knees involuntarily, spurting out a large pool of filthy liquid on the ground in front of him. This time he saw a liver that was broken into pieces like chicken blood.
, mixed with vomit like mud and dripping on the ground.
And the next wave of vomiting came quickly and became more intense...
The drunk man's words "Help" were still stuck in his throat, and he didn't even shout out when he died.
In less than ten minutes, someone discovered the body. All the internal organs in the torso were scattered all over the floor as if they had been chewed by wild beasts, but there were no external injuries on the body. The most terrifying thing was that the deceased did not seem to show any signs of death.
Despite the pain, his face showed piety and serenity...
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Half an hour later, scare box, black zone.
Although it was already ten o'clock in the evening in the human world, Mr. You's hospitality was still the same, with two exquisite wicker chairs and a coffee table with cups. In his territory, it seemed that every minute
Anyone can have a cup of European-style afternoon tea, and as long as someone comes to visit, they will drink a pot with you without hesitation.
"Today, distinguished guests arrived. Some of them were not welcomed from afar, and some were not welcomed from afar, haha..." Mr. You said politely.
Mr. Cat said: "How about we get to the point directly."
"Of course. You are a very good customer. I am very willing to do business with a gentleman like you."
"I'm not here to trade with you."
"Oh? Then are you in the wrong place? Here, although you can get most things in the world, none of them are free."
Mr. Cat looked very serious: "You were stolen."
Mr. You's fat face twitched slightly: "You...what did you say?"
Master Mao escaped from his pocket and took out a map of City S, pointing to the location of Park L: "Wang Xu discovered the 'Sand of Dusk' in this park."
"Are you sure it's the Sand of Dusk? Not something else..."
Master Mao interrupted: "On my way to your place, Wang Xu sent another message to El, saying that there was a muscular uncle who called himself 'The Body in a Box' and was staying in the locker and refused to leave.
"
Mr. You took out his handkerchief and began to wipe his sweat: "Please go on..."
Master Mao pointed to the cemetery where Wen Yu met the ghost on the map: "In this place, about a week ago, a ghost used the ghost realm to deliberately lead the victim to this point, and did not kill him directly, but spent a lot of time patiently.
He spent several days killing his will, obviously in order to extract the 'Lost Soul'." He paused, and then said: "The girl was rescued by Wang Xu and William. Wang Xu should have cleaned up the place last night.
We don’t care about that for now.”
"But here." His finger moved on the map, and finally stopped at a point with L Park as the axis and symmetrical to the north and south of the cemetery just now: "The body of a girl was found there today. The time of death was about
It was yesterday morning, there is no doubt that she should have been the victim of 'Pure Water'."
At this point, Mr. You finally couldn't sit still anymore and jumped up: "I was robbed! I was actually robbed! Who is it?! I want to find that insidious, cunning, shameless, greedy thief and pinch him."
Shape it into meat patties and stuff them into the skunk’s armpits!”
"Calm down, getting angry will not help." Cat Master said.
Mr. You noticed his rather cute gaffe. He swayed a few times like a penguin and sat back on the wicker chair: "I'm sorry, Mr. Gu Chen, this kind of thing hasn't happened for a long time. I almost forgot about it."
I have learned how it feels to be stolen, and now it seems that it is still very bad..."
Master Mao put the map on the coffee table and took out a signal pen: "So, the current situation is like this, with L Park as the center, except for the two known accident locations in the north and south..." He went to L Park again.
Draw a point each of the southwest, northwest, southeast, and northeast, and then connect them with lines. A huge six-pointed star pattern surrounding L Park appears on the map.
"The body in the box and the dusk sand are already in the park. Pure water has been produced at six points on the periphery. The lost soul should not have appeared yet, but we cannot take it lightly." Cat Master said.
Mr. You pointed at the map with his stubby finger and continued: "Of the ten conditions that need to be met in total, six must be generated on the eyes of the six-pointed star array, otherwise it will be invalid, so it must be at these six points.
Something will happen.
As for the other four conditions, the sand of dusk, the body in the box, the blood of piety and the eye of the devil, it does not matter where they are generated, as long as these ten conditions are all gathered in the center of the hexagram array when the ritual is launched.
That’s it.”
Mr. Cat said: "Once any condition is met, we 'mortals' are helpless, and your status is special, and there are many inconveniences in moving above. Therefore... the current situation is that even if I rush to the park, it will be in vain.
The only way is to destroy the conditions on the six formations before they are generated." He pointed to the map again: "The generation of the lost souls was accidentally blocked. This is the best news at the moment, but the other five
In this location, with all due respect, in terms of time, the Lost Soul should have been produced last night, and the Pure Water was during the day yesterday. Thinking about it this way, except for this point in the south, it is very likely that the conditions for the other five formations are all
It has been created and taken away."
Mr. You said: "I need to go to the 'storage room' to see if the thief has stolen anything else. After checking, I will go to the park in person to talk to Wang Xu about it."
Mr. Cat nodded and stood up: "Then I will go to the cemetery in the south and wait. Without further ado, can you help me?"
Mr. You replied: "Of course." His hand touched Mr. Cat's shoulder, and in an instant, Mr. Cat had arrived at his destination.
This burial place was filled with mist and silence. Rows of tombs stretched towards the distance. Black clouds obscured the moon, so Mr. Cat could only see a few meters away. Instinct made him almost
I used my spiritual vision the moment I came here.
"This ghost scene is interesting. It's so similar to the scene in the black and white horror movies fifty years ago, where monsters would rush out of the darkness at any time." Master Mao said in a relaxed manner.
There were footsteps coming, getting closer and closer, and finally, a tall and handsome white man appeared in front of Master Mao. This man was more than 1.9 meters tall, with long blond hair shawl, and a rather classical appearance.
"Are you a ghost hunter from the East?" he asked.
Mr. Cat scratched his messy hair and didn't answer the other party's question at all. Instead, he asked his own question: "How many conditions have you gathered together?"
The other party was slightly startled, and then a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if he didn't mind telling the man in front of him about the progress: "I still need three things... First of all, the Lost World was messed up by a madman last night.
Soul; secondly, the blood of piety, which is not limited to the place where it can be generated, and is not difficult; and finally, there is the Eye of the Demon King."
Mr. Cat sighed and said with a decadent look: "In the city I'm responsible for, you can do such a big thing without anyone noticing. You're pretty good at it."
The blond man smiled, his eyes full of contempt: "Is this difficult? I gave some meager power to a few wandering souls in this city, and they were happy to do things for me, and I only need to
When the conditions are generated, you just have to be there to extract it." He raised his hand as if showing off a trophy, holding a small organ jar: "Just now, I got the fifth condition among the six formations.
, Rotten Heart. Just kill a drunkard casually, haha... But I don't think that in 'your' city, you need to be secretive when doing these things." He finished this sentence in a mocking tone.
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Mr. Cat was not irritated. He replied lazily: "I'm very interested. I'm standing here now. How do you get the lost soul? Do you want to hire a few more brats and spend a week?"
"Hmph...hehehe..." The blond man smiled confidently, and it didn't look like he was bluffing: "The reason why I want to use the power of ghosts to help me get the conditions is because I don't want to be distracted by those complicated details.
Because I still have to prepare for tonight's ceremony and be in the best condition to deal with the 'Eye of the Demon King'. Now that the conditions are almost together, I can definitely get the Lost Soul myself, and it won't take long at all.
"
Mr. Cat looked directly at him: "That means I am the last stumbling block in front of you."
"Hahaha..." The other party laughed: "A mere ghost hunter, a mortal actually thought he could stop me." As he spoke, dozens of twisted and floating ghosts suddenly appeared behind Mr. Cat.
"Anyway, I have plenty of time tonight, so why don't you compete with these guys first so that I can watch some sideshows before I kill you."
