"real?"

"Do I need to lie to you?" Zhang Yi shook the Jinghuo Talisman in his hand.

The old man was silent and looked down at his brother lying on the ground.

"I was in self-defense. You see, after he lay down, I didn't take any more shots. But whether my friend is dead or alive, can you give me a word?"

"snort!"

The old man snorted coldly: "Don't worry, he's fine inside."

"Then let him go and let's go?"

"no!"

The old man decisively rejected Zhang Yi: "No one can..."

"Hey...110..."

"There is a secret door under the table in the security room, which leads to the open space outside the factory. Your friend is in the trash can on the left, okay."

The old man stared at Zhang Yi with resentment on his face: "Whose family are you from? Your family didn't teach you the rules of the road? It's a gangster matter. It's a gangland thing. What does it mean if you call the police?"

"Who told my father to die early?" Zhang Yi put down his cell phone.

"Huh, I see, you are such an unfortunate child."

The old man said sarcastically.

It’s just that Zhang Yi didn’t care about it at all, instead he smiled and said:

"Mr. Qi, let's go and have a look together. I don't know the way and I can't find anyone. I will call the police when the time comes."

"You know me?"

"I don't know him, but it says on the back of the photo, it's best to recognize him if you are on crutches. This old man must be one of the people in the photo."

Qi Fengchun grinned, feeling that this boy was very difficult to deal with.

"Let's go, it's closer to go down the stairs on the left."

Qi Fengchun nodded, placed the bloody man next to the old man on the ground, and patted the old man's shoulder: "Old Liang, it's okay, wait until I come back."

The old man made no movement, but Zhang Yi saw the old man blinking slightly.

Did this old guy grow up eating steel? Is his physical condition so good? Even though he is like this, he is still conscious?

Zhang Yi immediately became alert.

If it is delayed for a while longer, who knows whether the old guy on the ground will be able to calm down and suddenly get up and give himself a hammer on the head.

"Deng Deng..."

The two of them walked down the stairs.

"Mr. Qi, what happened to that bloody man??"

Zhang Yi and Qi Fengchun walked forward side by side, always keeping a distance of about one meter.

"At least two people need to be present to operate the machine."

Qi Fengchun looked at the rusty printing press in the factory: "I caught a cold when I was working the night shift that night. Lao Lu was worried that something would happen to me, so he asked me to hide in the security room and sleep for a while. As a result, he was involved in the machine...

…”

Qi Fengchun raised his nose.

The factory collapsed, the job was lost, the brothers left, and the sky fell.

Every time he thought about that night, he would wake up from nightmares.

This didn't last long before he fell ill.

Later, a charlatan found him and taught him a method to raise ghosts.

Qi Fengchun stayed here with the attitude of giving it a try, trying to support Lao Lu.

Unexpectedly, it was successful.

Later, two other brothers also joined in and helped him guard the printing factory.

They were afraid that if the printing factory was demolished, Lao Lu would become a lonely ghost.

So occasionally there are rumors about hauntings, and they are all caused by them.

The person who was beaten to the ground by Zhang Yi just now was Yang Dongliang.

As for Feng Guobin, he died of illness two years ago.

They buried Feng Guobin behind the family building, which is often called the ghost building.

"So simple?"

Zhang Yi looked at Qi Fengchun: "Then what about the university town you just mentioned?"

"You'd better not get involved in this matter. The water inside is very deep and it might kill you!"

Qi Fengchun spoke in a deep voice, which was both a warning and an advice.

"You're already halfway through."

Zhang Yi fumbled for a cigarette from his pocket, pulled it out and handed it to Qi Fengchun: "I'm very curious. If I don't make it clear, I might bother you next time."

Qi Fengchun took the cigarette and didn't move forward, looking in the direction of the ghost building in the distance.

I saw that there was a lot of excitement over the ghost building.

Zhang Yi didn't know what was going on over there, but he could tell that the yin energy in that building was very strong, and I'm afraid it was definitely not just one or two ghosts inside.

"Crack!"

Qi Fengchun lit the fire, put the cigarette to his mouth and took a puff.

"More than twenty years ago, a strange man came to L City. This man's methods were very strange and evil. Many wandering ghosts were captured by him and disappeared without a trace.

It didn't take long for City L to change.

Many wandering ghosts often disappear suddenly.

When they reappeared after a while, these normally docile wandering ghosts turned into evil ghosts.

Even become the slave of that weirdo."

Qi Fengchun put the cigarette to his mouth and took a long puff. At that time, he felt that it was none of his business, so he didn't take it seriously.

But later on, this weirdo caused a lot of trouble.

The abandoned university town in the suburbs was created by that weirdo.

Especially in recent years, things in the university town have become more and more active.

There will even be evil spirits coming out of it and snatching away the wandering ghosts at will.

"In the past two years, there have been several missing persons cases there. I suspect that they were involved in that university town."

Zhang Yi stood aside and listened, and the more he listened, the more something seemed wrong.

Why does this script sound familiar?

He looked back at Qi Fengchun: "What is this weirdo's name and where is he now?"

Qi Fengchun threw the cigarette butt in his hand on the ground and stepped on it hard.

"I've never seen him before. This man is very mysterious. No one knows his name or appearance.

But for sure, this guy must be a lunatic, he likes to pretend to be a god from all walks of life."

Zhang Yi raised his eyebrows: "For example...the joyful god of the theater troupe?"

"Well, that seems to be the case. I heard that he opened a theater in the back streets of the old city."

After Qi Fengchun finished speaking, he looked sideways at Zhang Yi.

"Why, you look so ugly?"

Zhang Yi calmed down, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and put it to his mouth. But before he could pick up the lighter, he held the cigarette in his hand again and crushed it to pieces.

"Old man!"

"Um?"

"I think you're right."

"What's right?"

Zhang Yi threw the crushed cigarette on the ground and exhaled: "I am such an unfortunate child!"

Sorry, the temperature in Luoyang has dropped too sharply recently.

I seem to have Lu Zhishen's physique, but in fact Lin Daiyu's physique cannot withstand such repeated leaps of ice and fire. I started to have a fever last night and had a bad cold today. I'm in really bad shape, so I'll update the chapter first. I'm in good shape.

Make up again.

I hope everyone will pay attention to their health.
Chapter completed!