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Chapter 50 There are many ghosts?

The abnormal situation in the ruins of the castle certainly immediately attracted the attention of the "ghost hunting experts" in the surrounding camps. When strong winds roared from the pile of jagged boulders, the whole camp suddenly became lively. A group of strange people

Some of the strange professionals carried strange-looking mineral radios, some carried old-fashioned cameras that should have been retired fifty years ago, some carried two curved copper rods, and some were dressed as if they were

The mass-produced Space Marines who ran out of the studio rushed towards the ruins of the castle that was making strange noises in a chaotic state like a group of demons. Let’s not mention the actual combat power for the moment. Anyway, if there is really a group of old people from hundreds of years ago suppressed under the castle.

As for the undead, seeing such a group of crazy people in strange costumes rushing towards you will definitely scare you...

Of course, Hao Ren also wanted to rush out immediately. When he saw the group of "ghost exorcists" rushing toward the castle, the first thought in his mind was "Damn, this job is going to be serious." The two groups fought on the spot and couldn't control themselves.

He was afraid that his new tenant would be accidentally hit and killed by a group of funny ghost hunters before he met him, or that the funny ghost hunters would be accidentally hit and killed by his new tenant.

The situation would be really troublesome at that time. Raven 12345 hung him up on the tower to dry for two weeks and he would probably be rich. But just when he was about to rush up, Vivian held down his neck: "

Don't worry, look at Nangong and that Indian monk."

Hao Ren took a closer look and realized that the two people who were supposed to be the most interested in the castle (at least Nangong's interest in the castle was indeed huge) were standing still. Nangong watched coldly as a group of paranormal enthusiasts ran towards the high ground.

He also shrugged and made a face at the skinny old Indian monk standing next to him, and opened his mouth to say something, which seemed to be teasing those amateurs. However, the Indian monk remained expressionless from beginning to end, and he did not know whether he was acting like an expert.

Still not easy to get along with, he just glanced at Nangong, answered a few words casually, and then continued to pour out his pile of spices.

These two people were unmoved by the supernatural phenomena in the castle. Hao Ren suddenly became confused: "What's wrong with them?"

"The undead under the castle are very quiet," Vivian frowned, "I don't know what is causing trouble in this situation, but it is definitely not a real ghost. Those two people should have some way to distinguish the real ghosts.

Physically, let’s not talk about that skinny old man, Nangong is really capable, at least he has real equipment - the craftsmanship of his monocle is a bit familiar, it doesn’t seem to be an ordinary thing.”

At this time, the strange light in the ruins of the castle had gradually dissipated, but the wind whistle of unknown origin still echoed throughout the highlands. From the wind came the faint sound of horns and the sound of horse hooves. The whole scene was really like Angus

As mentioned, the first group of people who approached the castle ruins had already stopped beside the huge pile of rocks. They used various strange equipment to sweep around the castle ruins. Those who did not bring equipment simply sat there meditating with white eyes.

As I muttered the words, no one has entered the pile of huge rocks rashly yet. It seems that even if they are fanatical fans of paranormal phenomena, these people cherish their own lives, especially since they firmly believe that there are real ghosts here, so they are even less willing to be stunned.

Rushed.

Nangong and the old Indian monk did warm-up exercises for more than ten minutes behind the crowd. At this time, they finally took steps to slowly walk towards the ruins. Vivian patted Hao Ren on the shoulder: "Come on, let's go there too."

"Is the evil spirit under the castle really coming out this time?"

"Not yet, but there is indeed a commotion," the red light in Vivian's eyes gradually faded, and she hit Lily's head again, "Stupid dog, put your ears and tail away! Do you want people to notice you?"

Only then did Lily remember that she was still in the werewolf form, so she quickly put away her pile of waifu accessories, and asked at the same time: "What should I do if I run into that Nangong?"

"Try not to run into them. Let's go around." Hao Ren pointed to a gap in the city wall on the other side of the high ground. "Stay away from the crowd and try to find the target without anyone noticing. Don't panic if you really run into someone.

Let’s just say that we are here to find ghosts just like them, and we will say the same thing when we meet Nangong. Anyway, we are not familiar with him, so we don’t need to explain too clearly.”

Hao Ren said so, but he knew that it would definitely be troublesome if Nangong or the old Indian monk found out. Now it seems that those two people are really capable of discovering spirits, and Hao Ren is already convinced that his new tenant is here.

One of the ghosts, if he meets Nangong or the old Indian monk after he receives the "person", he will not be able to escape easily anyway, so the best way is to simply avoid everyone.

Fortunately, all the "ghost hunting experts" including Nangong and the Indian monks were concentrated on one side of the highland. Hao Ren and the others successfully approached the ruins of the ancient castle from the gap in the city wall on the other side. The ruins were large enough, so even those who

The Ghost Hunting Team had the courage to run in, and Hao Ren was confident that he wouldn't be hit head-on in a short time - as long as he was cautious enough and the two monster girls around him didn't lose their chains.

"Oh, the collapse of this place is really bad." Hao Ren dug in through the crack in the wall on the side of the castle. He was faced with an open space covered with rubble. This place should have been inside the castle.

Long hall, but now the roof and the upper floor of the long hall have completely collapsed. The original wooden structure has rotted away. The former hall has become an open square. Only the remaining stone walls around it can give people a rough idea of ​​where it is.

past uses.

Vivian looked around with a touch of sadness: "Time can destroy everything. My biggest wish back then was to live in a castle like this - at that time, people always said that vampires lived in castles, but I couldn't even live in a castle.

I can’t even afford a brick of land here.”

Hao Ren patted Vivian's shoulder comfortingly: "Don't think about the sad things in the past - you can't afford it now."

"...Can you fucking comfort people?"

Standing in the ruins of the castle, you can more clearly hear the whistling wind echoing everywhere, but because there are huge rocks here and there are many walls that have not completely collapsed, it is difficult to determine the sound of the wind for a while.

Where did it come from? Lily listened hard for a long time before roughly determining the direction: "It seems to be coming from over there, but I can't hear it clearly with my human ears."

Hao Ren looked in the direction of Lily's finger and found that it was one of the very few parts of the castle that had not collapsed. It was located in the corner of the rectangular ruins and looked like an independent stone cabin. Perhaps because it was independent of the main body of the building,

So far, it has not been affected by the overall collapse of the castle.

"It should be a chapel," Vivian analyzed professionally. "I have seen this kind of castle layout. That kind of stone hut is a chapel. Are there ghost sounds in the chapel? This haunted scene is quite dramatic.

."

Hao Ren heard that there was something in Vivian's words and asked curiously: "What did you find?"

"It's not urgent. Have you sensed the person we are looking for?"

"Not yet." Hao Ren was also surprised by this question. He took out the data terminal again, "Hey, where's the sensor you promised?"

"How can this computer know?" The data terminal also had a very angry temper. "This is your problem! Officer 12345 left a message saying that as long as the new tenant is within a certain distance from you, you can sense it. If it hasn't been sensed yet, it means you haven't sensed it yet.

Stand in the right place and look for yourself here. Anyway, according to the information...well, the coordinates are almost here."

Hao Ren deliberately threw this useless data terminal on the ground and smashed it with two stones, but he was afraid that there would be no place to repair it if it broke, so he could only give it a very vicious look, and then cautiously

Put this high-tech baby in your pocket.

At the same time, the group of paranormal enthusiasts gathered on the other side of the castle were also "showing off their magical powers". A stubble-bearded man holding a mineral radio carried a large number of antennas and batteries like a sword tomb on his back.

With headphones on my ears, I adjusted the modified "spirit pickup" little by little, and suddenly shouted excitedly: "I sensed it! I sensed it! The soul entered my brain through the antenna, and I felt that it was

My nerves are wandering!"

An old gentleman next to him who was carrying an old-style black and white camera and dressed extremely well immediately gave him a dissatisfied look: "Please be quiet, I am capturing the image of the evil spirit - also remind you, your headphones are leaking, I saw it just now

There’s a spark.”

"Souls! I see many souls floating over the castle!" A middle-aged woman wearing a purple robe sat on a stone, rolling her eyes and muttering something, while another elderly witch next to her was more professional than her:

Not only was he mumbling something, he even started foaming at the mouth...

Wearing a special monocle, Nangong stood in the middle of this group of people dancing like crazy. He just shook his head ridiculously, and then he and the Indian monk next to him shifted their gazes downward at the same time——

Their sight seemed to penetrate the thick ground and reach directly underground.

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