After the ghost king was sealed

Hearing Yuji's words, Miao Yang's heart trembled, and he was about to run into the community.

Zhang Jinghuan's ancestors were in the army and politics, and the house was assigned by the army. The guards at the battle post at the gate of the community had sharp eyes and quick movements, and stopped Miao Yang with one step.

"Who are you looking for? Register!"

Miao Yang turned his head sideways, a black light flashed in his round black pupils, the policeman's eyes froze, and he took a quick step back, then raised his finger in one direction: "Unit 6, Building 2, Unit 602. Please,"

Yuji ran directly to Yukong in the direction of Building 6.

A few seconds later, Miao Yang entered the corridor and reached the sixth floor.

The sixth floor is very quiet, a kind of eerie quiet.

Stepping up the steps, a cold and resentful atmosphere spread over the face.

Miao Yang's eyes quickly turned into pure black, without any white of the pure black.

Opening the demon eyes, Miao Yang saw patches of gray mist drifting and gathering in the spacious corridor, turning into human faces from time to time, and then showing ferocious and painful expressions.

Yu Ji took a step forward, and those hideous faces suddenly looked at Miao Yang, then rolled up and stopped in front of Miao Yang to stop Miao Yang's footsteps.

Miao Yang frowned: "It's the Imperius Curse again!"

The mist of the Imperius Curse this time is gray and black, much lighter than the fog in Xuandi Hospital. Either the caster's internal energy is weak, or the caster was injured last time.

"Swish"

Sharp claws more than an inch long protruded from Miao Yang's ten fingertips, glowing with a cold white light.

Stepping forward, Miao Yang drilled into the gray mist.

The cold air shrank sharply, blocking Miao Yang's sight, trying to freeze Miao Yang's body, and also wanted to extract Miao Yang's soul.

Miao Yang snorted coldly, and his sharp claws drew silvery white arcs in the fog, screams that ordinary humans could not hear continued to come out of the black fog, and the gray fog rolled violently.

He raised his hand to scatter a face, and waved his claws to cut through a cloud of gray mist.

Miao Yang arrived at Zhang Jinghuan's door in two or three steps.

"bang"

"Boom"

Looking at the house number of 602, Miao Yang raised his foot.

Miao Yang was not very tall, but he kicked up and forcefully kicked the anti-theft door that opened outside into the house.

Through the demon eyes, Miao Yang saw a gray-black mysterious pattern painted on the floor of the spacious living room, wisps of gray mist floated out of the image and converged into the air.

Suddenly, a golden light flashed.

Miao Yang waved his paw all the way to see that it was a bedroom.

The door of the bedroom was wide open, and a couple in their 60s hid in the corner with a little girl in their arms.

Zhang Jinghuan was wearing gray-blue pajamas, holding a one-foot-tall gold-plated Buddha in his hand, standing in front of the old couple with his head held high and his chest held high.

The gray-black mist hovered around, fluttering left, right, up and down like a person, and then found a tricky position, and swooped over with lightning speed!

Zhang Jinghuan stared, turned around, and blocked the Buddha statue in his hand, and the fog was bounced back, and the golden color on the Buddha statue became dim.

Seeing Miao Yang from the corner of the eye, Zhang Jinghuan's eyes lit up: "Miao Yang!"

Zhang Jinghuan was fine, and Miao Yang reported to Yuji that he was safe.

While talking on the phone with Miao Yang, Yuji took out a few yellow paper symbols from his backpack, and folded them into thumb-sized villains with dexterous fingers.

"Our... hometown..."

The signal in the mountains is not good, and Miao Yang's words are intermittent.

Yuji used the blood of his fingertips to paint a few strokes on the villain's body, and the paper figurine stood up slowly, and then drifted away leisurely.

Jade Festival: "I can arrive at Xuandi in half an hour."

"The police station...waiting for you."

After the basic communication was completed, Yu Ji hung up the phone.

Shi Le swallowed: "Do you know how to make origami into a soldier?"

Paper soldiers are a kind of puppet art, which is very practical to inquire about the surrounding situation, but people in the metaphysics world generally don't know it.

Yu Ji wondered: "It's hard?"

Shi Le: "..."

In the entire human world, except for people in their seventies and eighties, there are no more than ten people who know how to do this. Is it difficult for you! ?

People are more mad than people!

Paper Soldiers have feedback!

Yu Ji turned around, jumped out of the window of the house, and went straight to the woods on the edge of the village.

Following the path of the paper soldiers all the way to the forest, Yuji saw a young man holding a paper soldier in his hand, looking at it curiously.

The young man was wearing Xuanpai's iconic white t-shirt.

The young man has handsome facial features, the corners of his lips are naturally raised, and he is a natural smile, and his short chestnut hair is soft and refreshing.

At a glance, he looks handsome and unrestrained.

"Ning Guxuan?"

Yu Ji narrowed his eyes, holding a piece of paper talisman in the palm of his hand.

Thanks to the blessing of Master Mu Chang, the head of the Xuan Sect, Yuji was not happy to see people from the Xuan Sect.

The last time I met at the hotel, Yuji wanted to post it.

"Jade Festival Fellow Daoist."

Ning Gu Xuan lowered the paper soldier in his hand, clasped his fists and saluted.

Yu Ji: "What is Fellow Daoist Ning doing here?"

Ning Guxuan smiled: "I took a mission and was nearby. The Supervision Bureau received news from you, Queen of Ghosts, and they attached great importance to the affairs here, so they sent me to take over the villagers here."

Ning Guxuan's words were impeccable, and he indeed received the task of the Supervision Bureau to take over the half-decomposed villagers here. Yuji nodded, turned around and continued to search around.

Yuji and Shi Le searched around for a long time, but they didn't find a hair, except Ning Guxuan, they didn't come across anything, not even insects and birds.

Shi Le sat down on the stone on the side of the road: "The mastermind behind the scenes escaped, I will report to my superiors and ask how this mission is calculated."

Yu Ji stood on a high slope, overlooking the forest.

The forest is the same as the one on the outskirts of the imperial capital.

The trees are luxuriant, the forest is secluded, and the scenery is good.

Inside the forest, it is dark and damp, and there are no insects or birds.

"There's a lot of death here."

A deep voice sounded, it was the ghost king.

Yuji's eyes lit up.

His ghost king has woken up!

The ghost king sat cross-legged on Yuji's shoulders: "Even if this place is sheltered from the sun and shade, it shouldn't have such a strong sense of death."

Yu Ji suppressed his excitement and said, "There is also such a lifeless forest in the northern suburbs of the imperial capital. There should be a powerful zombie sealed in it. At the beginning of the month when the ghost gate opened, it was struck by the evil god's thunder."

The ghost king paused: "Zombie?"

Could it be his dead body?

The bones are soft into tofu dregs.

It must be ugly!

Yu Ji didn't know what his own ghost king had imagined, nodded and said: "It was suppressed by the Taoist Suppressing Evil Yang Fire Talisman."

Ghost King: "..."

Well suppressed!

Not far away, Shi Lexi, who was using the mobile phone specially issued by the Three Realms Supervision Bureau to connect to the Internet, smiled: "Brother Yu! Although the mastermind behind the scenes has escaped, our mission has been completed."

After the mission is completed, Shi Le and Yu Ji split into two paths.

When Shi Le returned to the imperial capital, Yuji put up an invisibility talisman, and then tried his best to defend against the sky.

Xuanshi, police station.

The Jade Festival was full of dust, and Zhang Jinghuan poured tea for the Jade Festival.

Yu Ji couldn't care less about drinking tea: "What's the matter?"

Zhang Jinghuan handed the tea to Yu Ji: "Miao Yang has nothing to do now, Master Yu, you have been working hard, drink some tea first."

Yu Ji sat down: "Tell me."

"It all started last night."

Zhang Jinghuan said: "Yesterday, when I picked out gifts for my niece and came home in the middle of the night, I parked the car and was about to leave the underground garage when someone called my name."

Zhang Jinghuan continued: "I remember Miao Yang said, don't look back when you are tapped on the shoulder in the middle of the night, or your name is called. I didn't look back."

"I didn't look back, the thing just patted my shoulder. When I went upstairs, I found that there was a bloody handprint on my shoulder."

Zhang Jinghuan brushed the burr hair: "But I don't know why, I always feel that the voice is not malicious."

Yuji took a sip of tea to quench his thirst: "You really don't have the grudges of a ghost. He called you, probably because he wanted to talk to you."

Zhang Jinghuan: "..."

This interview method is too scary, isn't it?

Yuji: "Why did you call today?"

Zhang Jinghuan rubbed his forehead: "It was too late at that time, and I didn't have the nerve to disturb you. I called you today because of my little niece."

Zhang Jinghuan lowered his eyebrows, "I bought the doll for my little niece, she likes it very much. But in the middle of the night, my little niece suddenly got up and ran into my room, telling me that the doll's eyes can move."

"At first, we all thought it was my niece who read it wrong and didn't pay much attention to it, but when I woke up this morning..."

Zhang Jinghuan shook his head irritably: "It's still dark today, and my niece suddenly yelled that the baby is going to kill her!"

Zhang Jinghuan was a little tired: "My brother bought that doll in the first seven o'clock. After I bought it, I was patted on the shoulder by a ghost. My mother said that the doll might be possessed by dirty things and entangled in Xia Xia, so I asked the doll to give it to me." Burned."

"As soon as the baby burned, the room suddenly became foggy. The fog was the same as the Imperius Curse in Director Han's room. I saw that the situation was not good, so I called you."

Yu Ji: "Is it the Imperius Curse again?"

In just a few days, the Imperius Curse 3000 years ago, and the corpse training technique of more than 1000 years appeared one after another. Is this the rhythm of bringing chaos to the world?

Zhang Jinghuan: "Not only the Imperius Curse, Miao Yang also said that there are strange patterns on the floor of my house, and that pattern can make the mist of the Imperius Curse endless."

"I couldn't stay at home at all, so Miao Yang took my parents and niece to our hometown, and I will stay here and wait for you."

"Then we..." Hurry up and leave.

Before Yuji could finish his sentence, he heard a crisp female voice coming from the corridor.

"Hey, Captain Zhang! Your imperial capital is once again in trouble!"

"Team Zhang, do you still remember Chairman Huang who ferryed to the yin formation to renew his life a few days ago? The grave of Chairman Huang was stolen!"

"What's even more strange is that the thief who robbed the tomb didn't run away, but went to report to the police, saying that he was the woman who married Chairman Huang and was buried alive! And..."

And half a month has passed, and the corpse hasn't rotted yet!

"Huh? Jade Master is here too..."

The young, beautiful and loud policewoman hula-la entered the door, and when she saw Yuji there, she blinked her eyes, clasped her white hands gracefully in front of her belly, and instantly transformed into a gentle little girl.

The policewoman had big bright eyes, and looked at Yuji quietly with a trace of affection.

Ouch, so handsome and stylish!

Yu Ji broke the earth-shattering murder case in seconds. He was so cool. He was handsome and handsome. He looked rich and had an extraordinary bearing. Many young girls in the police station secretly paid attention to Yu Ji.

When the girl looked at the Jade Festival, the emotion in her eyes was undisguised. The ghost king sat lazily on the Jade Festival's ear, raising his eyebrows: "Brows are clear and eyes are beautiful, lips are red and teeth are white, and his face is pretty good."

The policewoman has delicate skin and a tall figure.

When Rou Rou bowed her head, she was as warm as water and had a good bearing.

Hearing the ghost king praise the girl, Yuji, who was about to take Zhang Jinghuan away with Yukong, stopped and glanced at the female police officer.

His hair is dry and yellow, not as good as his ghost king's black hair.

The skin is rough and dry, not as good as his ghost king's skin is like jade.

The eyes are too big and round, not as interesting as the phoenix eyes of his ghost king.

There is too much fat on the waist, not as slender as his ghost king.

Nothing is as good as his ghost king.

How can there be a good place?

Everything is wrong.

Being scrutinized by Yu Ji's seemingly indifferent but indifferent eyes, the policewoman shivered.

"Team Zhang! Just received a report, someone called the police, saying that the doll has killed someone!"