Fang Jun did not respond, but was weighing the pros and cons.
"Of course."
Seeing this, Li Leping spread his hands: "If you don't agree, you can also send some backup teams to come in and search slowly. But I'm in a hurry, so I can only give you one day at most."
He is a person who doesn't like to force others to do things. If Fang Jun disagrees, Li Leping is willing to give in and use the safest method.
Although the shopping mall building is very vast, even ordinary people can avoid being attacked after having insight into the killing patterns of ghosts.
If Fang Jun is willing to use the authority of the person in charge and dispatch a group of professionals not wearing black clothes to search, some clues may be found.
However, Li Leping would not give Fang Jun too much time to search.
One day at most.
As if some kind of switch had been triggered, people in all directions, front, back, left, and right, turned their heads stiffly.
The power of ghosts can affect all materials, but it cannot affect gold.
After that, whether Fang Jun's people can find the ghost or not, Li Leping will carry out his own plan.
The task time limit for the ghost photo studio is seven days, which is not considered leisurely, but it is not urgent either.
They climbed over the floor fence as if taking a shortcut and fell from the upper floor.
It was different from the time at the Ghost Photo Gallery. When the Ghost Photo Gallery restricted the ghosts, the supernatural power of the Photo Gallery helped to suppress them.
At this time.
"Bang~!"
The heavy and thick suitcase can be closed tightly just by zipping it up.
Without wasting any time, the two started taking action immediately.
Even in the shop where Li Leping was hiding, a woman in a black down jacket who was lying on the ground as if she had been dead for a long time and her body had begun to rot and smell stood up stiffly.
Several loud noises echoed, like something falling heavily to the ground.
Li Leping nodded, then dragged his suitcase and retreated to a shop in the distance.
Anyone standing in the walkways on each floor can see them if they look down.
But he couldn't push the envelope too hard, so what would happen if he just tried to complete the task?
Li Leping knew that there must be a layer of gold beneath the surface of that heavy black suitcase.
"Just do it the way you said."
As he spoke, he walked alone on the dark corridor.
In this task, the part that consumes the most for the ghost master is naturally the attraction part.
"good."
"Bang~!"
"Um."
After observing it, I saw that it was a container disguised as a suitcase. The size of the suitcase was enough for a person to fit inside.
Not long after, he came back dragging a black suitcase.
"Bang~!"
Seeing that Li Leping had retreated to a suitable position, Fang Jun didn't hesitate. After saying something silently, he put on his black coat.
But they have no other choice at all. If they keep worrying about who will go up first, the outcome will often be that everyone will die.
If he fails to withstand it, then either the ghost controller will be killed by the ghost, or the evil ghost consumed into the body will be revived.
Attract ghosts, restrain ghosts.
"No." Fang Jun refused.
Someone has to make a sacrifice, maybe with their own life, or maybe die on the spot.
Li Leping didn't say anything more, but there was a bit of respect in his tone.
After scanning the dark shopping mall, Li Leping said: "By the way, do you have a container for trapping ghosts?"
As he said that, he took the black jacket from Li Leping's hand: "I will be the bait, and you will be responsible for finding the ghost when I attract its attention, and then restraining it."
This is the first time he has participated in a task assigned by the Ghost Photography Studio, so he must be more conservative and cautious during the process.
Fang Jun took the initiative to take on the most dangerous task without even consulting Li Leping.
Even though there are four wheels underneath, it is a bit difficult to drag. It seems that the weight of this suitcase is a bit beyond imagination.
If taking pictures does not mean that the ghosts can be imprisoned, then Li Leping will throw the restricted ghosts directly into the container and make plans later.
The two of them arrived at the very center of the first floor, which is the center of the entire shopping mall.
To be honest, what Li Leping was more afraid of was that Fang Jun would not be able to withstand the consumption of the ghost slave, and the consumption would eventually cause the ghost slave to revive.
The woman's face was pale, with a pair of gray, dead eyes open, and her whole body exuded the smell of rotting corpses.
He had a haggard expression, and every breath he took was extremely heavy and difficult.
He didn't know what would happen after taking pictures of ghosts, so he had to make careful arrangements.
In the mall, a group of figures appeared in every dark aisle.
After all, before the ghost comes out, the bait must withstand the attacks of ghost slaves one after another until the ghost is finally forced out.
Their eyes were all locked in one position.
Fang Jun, who took the initiative to put on a black coat and triggered the murder pattern, was immediately targeted.
They did not go upstairs, but went directly to the first floor.
"Yes." Fang Jun said, "Wait here for a moment."
The number is simply appalling. The number of ghost slaves surrounding them at this moment alone can be said to be hundreds.
He must spare a few days to prevent uncontrollable changes in the situation.
For today's people, only containers made of gold can imprison ghosts.
"good."
That is at this moment.
"Okay, let's get started..."
To a certain extent, the golden suitcase beside him was prepared for Fang Jun.
In the process of dealing with supernatural events, sacrifice is inevitable.
As if she hadn't seen Li Leping, she walked out of the shop stiffly like a puppet on strings, approaching Fang Jun step by step just like the ghost slaves who gathered from all directions.
With a sickly sallow complexion and a rickety body that seemed ready to collapse at any moment, he was holding on with his last bit of willpower.
"I left it earlier for the convenience of running around, but now, I rely on it."
Although Fang Jun didn't explain, Li Leping knew from the look on his face that his condition was already very bad.
And this number is still rising, because more ghost slaves are stepping down from higher levels.
Cold sweat broke out on his palms and forehead.
"Are you ready?" Fang Jun said solemnly.
Fang Jun walked over, patted the suitcase, and then handed the lever to Li Leping.
But this time, he took the initiative, and it was very likely that he would face the ghost alone.
All these people are slaves of that ghost.
They were corpses dressed in black clothes that had begun to rot and smell. They fell from the stairs, without the toughness of living people, and presented a weird posture.
That's Fang Jun's position.
The bones of the rotting corpse were obviously smashed to pieces, and even the face was smashed, revealing the dense white bones.
However, these corpses that had been dead for who knows how long stood up strangely, took out their broken feet, and walked towards the center of the mall.
The smell of corpses in the air was almost at its peak at this moment.
There was a strong stench. Li Leping, who witnessed all this, felt it was difficult to breathe and even trembled in his heart.