hell feng shui department

Ding Zhirong was already dead when Zhuang followed them.

"Scared to death?" Xiao Song, who was in charge of sealing off the scene, was a little worried. On the way here, he had listened to Zhuang Sui's explanation and knew that this person was the biggest suspect in this case, "Scared to death for fear of crime, where is that person buried? "

"I didn't die from fright, but was killed by a ghost." Zhuang Sui patted him on the shoulder: "Here is the clue."

"where?"

Xiao Song followed Zhuang Sui's finger and saw a map dropped on the ground.

Ding Zhirong knelt on the ground in a strange posture, his upper body fell forward, and his face was pressed against the map.

After finally taking it out, I saw that there were many points marked with a red pen on the map, the northwest corner, the middle palace, the southeast, and the due east. There were at least five marked points in each direction.

Xiao Song's expression became serious in an instant, without further explanation, he immediately sent a report to ask for support.

All the available people from the Criminal Investigation Brigade were used. Without wasting any time, everyone rushed to the marked points on the map.

Lu Wangzhi and Zhuang followed to go to the southeast, where the ghost spirit is the heaviest.

At this time, it was raining heavily again. They put on plastic raincoats and rain boots. When they arrived at the destination, they saw some excitement in the deserted football field not far away.

Ye Yipeng from the operations department was setting up formations on the football field, while Cao Wei's subordinates were arranged to stand at various points, all looking a little nervous.

"Ye Ke, will this work?" Cao Wei huddled under his umbrella, looking at the swirling black clouds above his head in amazement.

Ye Yipeng snorted: "There's nothing to be afraid of mere ghost spirit."

Seeing his confident appearance, Cao Wei felt a little settled.

When he was making final preparations, he saw a few people in fluorescent raincoats appearing outside the football field from a distance, and Cao Wei let out a gasp.

"Isn't that the people from the Feng Shui Department and the Criminal Investigation Brigade? What are they doing?"

Ye Yipeng glanced over there, and found that the criminal investigators seemed to be digging the ground, and one of them, like Lu Wangzhi, immediately dismissed it and said, "Don't worry about them, let's start."

Speaking of which, Ye Yipeng jumped to the center of the formation, holding a magic weapon and muttering words in his mouth.

As the incantations were uttered, the wind rolled up the black clouds that shot straight into the sky, and the lingering ghost energy was disturbed, but they did not avoid it, and they collided head-on with the wind.

In an instant, the evil wind blew up, and the world changed color.

Ye Yipeng and the others didn't put on raincoats, and only Cao Wei's people helped to hold the umbrellas. At this time, the wind and rain hit their faces, and they were drenched all over their heads and faces.

Everyone was in a panic, and what was even more miserable was that the ghostly aura of rage was more powerful than Ye Yipeng imagined.

How many people have died to gather so much ghost energy? !

Ye Yipeng expected that these ghostly auras would be bad, but he miscalculated at this time and cursed in his heart, but he still tried his best to maintain his composure, waved the magic weapon and recited the mantra with all his strength, his face flushed a little.

Xiao Song, who was digging a hole seriously, saw the movement, and was startled: "This, this..."

Zhuang Sui reassured: "It's okay to continue digging, let's dig ours, and they will do theirs."

Only then did Xiao Song lower his head and work seriously.

Not long after, the walkie-talkie on Xiao Song's waist rang, and the voice of a colleague in the channel pierced through the rain, with a bit of unconcealable excitement:

"—Dug out point A in the northwest corner, it's a left leg!"

In less than ten seconds, another voice followed: "At point C in the central area, the male torso was dug."

"At point D on the east side, the man's right arm was dug... Wait, there seem to be a few more arms down here!"

"..."

A piece of information gathered, and more and more parts were dug up. Just a rough look, the death toll should be quite a lot.

Everyone couldn't help becoming nervous, and Xiao Song's movements were also paused at this moment. He squatted down hurriedly and pushed the dirt away with his hands, and those who watched his movements stared with bated breath.

Rainwater slipped into the corner of Xiao Song's mouth, but his voice was not vague:

"At point A in the southeast corner, dug to the head of the male... For the time being, there are four of them!"

When the corpse was seen again, Lu Wangzhi couldn't help being moved.

He reached into the hood of the raincoat and took off the headband, letting the soul energy dissipate, then pulled out the dagger and cut his fingertips.

"Everyone come out of the pit!"

Everyone hurriedly withdrew, following Lu Wangzhi closely with their eyes, and saw him walking around the center of the pit, fine blood beads dripping down his slender fingers and dripping into the muddy pit.

Rain, mud, blood, and pungent rancidity challenged everyone's fragile nasal mucosa.

Only Zhuang Sui smelled the soul energy that belonged to Lu Wangzhi alone.

Everyone was holding their breath to pay attention to Lu Wangzhi's movements, but no one noticed the faint golden light in Zhuang Sui's palm.

"Boss, I have posted all the symbols."

"Mr. Zhuang, the comrades who dug the pit have been told to move back three meters away."

Zhou Huai's and Gao Hanshan's voices came from Zhuang Sui's mobile phone one after another. He listened and went to see Lu Wangzhi. The latter had finished the arrangement, and he happened to look up at him at this time.

"Okay, focus more." Zhuang follower took out a spell from his arms and threw it to Lu Wangzhi.

After Lu Wangzhi took it, he stuck it on the blood-dripping dagger, and Xiao Song, who was a little dazed, suddenly felt a gust of wind around him.

The wind took Lu Wangzhi's soul energy and scattered it in all directions, passed through the dark sky of Ding Village, and fell everywhere.

Ye Yipeng, who was serious about playing football on the football field, didn't notice this. The main function of his formation was to purify the evil spirits that were causing trouble. Although the ghosts hovering over Ding Village were not formed, they were in considerable numbers. Enraged by this formation, they kinked each other into a The regiment actually showed signs of suppressing the formation.

Ye Yipeng came with a plan in his mind, but at this time he was suffering and couldn't tell. It was too late to close the formation, and he continued to hold on but was exhausted.

Seeing his face turning blue, Cao Wei asked uncomfortably, "Ye Ke?"

"...Quickly call the Operations Division for support!"

"what?"

"Quick!!"

Cao Wei also knew something was wrong, and quickly took out his mobile phone to make a call.

But at this moment, the rumbling thunder suddenly stopped, and the overwhelming wind and rain stopped abruptly.Ye Yipeng, who was holding on, felt the pressure drop suddenly, and looked up in surprise, only to see the thick black air dissipating from the strong wind, the sky appeared faintly, and the commotion of all ghosts and sorrows stopped.

Cao Wei blinked, a little unbelievable: "Ye Ke, this is... done?"

Ye Yipeng actually didn't understand it himself, but now that the situation has indeed improved, he naturally didn't hesitate to take the credit for himself.

"That's right, as long as the formation takes effect, all ghosts will naturally retreat!"

Seeing this, Cao Wei was about to flatter, when he suddenly fell forward with a thud, and turned his head while cursing, but he lost his voice as if his throat was choked in the middle of the sentence.

The black air entrenched in mid-air passed by one after another, and the moment they passed by, Cao Wei clearly saw the gradually formed human faces.

He turned pale with fright and yelled at Ye Ke.

But Ye Yipeng also couldn't take care of himself, he waved his magical weapon and rolled out of the black air in embarrassment: "...What's going on with these ghostly airs?!"

Everyone on the football field ran away with their heads in their arms, Xiao Song watched from a distance, and said in surprise: "Are they the masters of dancing?"

Ye Yipeng and the others danced for a while before they realized that the ghost aura didn't seem to be aimed at them. These things were just passing by, and they all flew somewhere outside the venue.

Everyone described it as a mess, and looked out blankly, and found that the center of the gathering of ghosts was the Criminal Investigation Brigade wearing a fluorescent raincoat. Ye Yipeng even saw Lu Wangzhi standing in the center at a glance.

"Lu Wangzhi? He can't even recover his spiritual power. What do you want to do?"

Cao Wei didn't know what Lu Wang knew, so he hurriedly asked what happened.

Ye Yipeng raised the corners of his mouth mockingly: "He has a special physique, and he always used it to drive away ghosts and summon souls because of his special soul energy. But then his spiritual power disappeared, and this trick didn't work, so he left the Action Department in despair and went to the Feng Shui Department went."

Cao Wei was a little stunned: "Then what is he now...?"

"I'm afraid I'm using my soul energy to summon ghosts again. With so much ghost energy in Ding Village, I'm really in a hurry to court death..."

Ye Yipeng hadn't finished his disdainful words when he found that the ghostly aura gathering around Lu Wangzhi suddenly quieted down.

"He who has a head surpasses, and whoever has no head rises."

"Death in light and death in darkness, death injustice."

"We found your bodies for you, and the grievances are clear. Ding Zhirong is dead, and your revenge has been avenged. There is no need to linger here anymore."

The stumps buried in various places have been found, and Zhou Huai used a spell to temporarily connect the scattered parts.

The ghost aura was originally attracted by Lu Wangzhi's soul aura, but after seeing the corpse in the pit, it stopped throwing itself at Lu Wangzhi.

They were dazed for a while, and then suddenly woke up. Some people showed hatred after remembering the truth of death, some people shed tears made of ghost energy, and the black energy gradually turned into human appearance. Whether they were young or vicissitudes, they were nothing but Just ordinary people who used to run around for work.

Lu Wangzhi stuck the dagger upside down on the ground, and the abundant spiritual power shook away.

"Decree from the Supreme Supreme, surpass your lonely soul. Get rid of the sea of ​​suffering and be reincarnated as an adult."

The dagger lengthened in vain, screamed and vibrated, and a white light rose up to engulf the ghosts.

Some people hated them enough, they nodded their thanks to Lu Wangzhi, and went straight into the light to die.

Some people have not let go of their hatred. Even though Ding Zhirong is dead, they still can't help but want to leave Baiguang and go out.

Lu Wangzhi's face darkened, and he said coldly: "If there is a cause, there must be an effect. Ding Zhirong is dead. If you still refuse to leave, don't blame me for being rude."

The dagger rose automatically from the ground, and the blade was shining brightly. Those ghosts who hesitated were frightened, no matter how unwilling they were, they finally threw themselves into the white light angrily.

This scene was quite shocking. Lu Wangzhi stood in the middle of the light, watching every other ghost seriously, as if he was a god for a moment.

When the white light dimmed, the dark clouds dispersed and the rain stopped completely.

The stagnant air was washed away, the night fell, and the haze that shrouded Ding Village finally disappeared completely.

Everyone on the field forgot to speak, but Zhuang Sui felt as if struck by lightning, intermittent strange pictures flashed across his mind, he felt his heart burn inexplicably, and before he had time to catch those fleeting images, He felt a familiar breath come to him.

Lu Wangzhi put away his dagger and walked over: "What's wrong?"

Probably with the help of the wind talisman, Zhuang Sui felt that the other party's soul energy had never been as strong as it is now, so he was silent for a few seconds.In the end, suppressing the doubts and strange throbbing in his belly, he said, "It's nothing."

He secretly loosened his fingers, and the faint golden light on his palm trembled and completely disappeared.

"Good job!" He changed into a pleased leader, stepped forward and patted Lu Wangzhi on the shoulder.

Lu Wangzhi hadn't released his spiritual power in such a smooth and large area for a long time. His chest heaved sharply for a few times before he calmed down. He squinted at Zhuang Sui's hand resting on him, and his gaze swept across the Dutiful Thread of Destiny appearing between his fingers. Immediately no objection to Zhuang Sui's closeness.

Zhuang Sui saw Ye Yipeng and Cao Wei with different expressions from a distance, and laughed loudly: "Thank you Ye Ke and Cao Suo for your help, the mission has been successfully completed!"

Lu Wangzhi felt that these words were quite offensive, but seeing the devastated expression on Ye Yipeng's face, he also felt quite relieved.He smiled and waved at Ye Yipeng and the others: "It's late, Ye Ke, you have worked hard, go back and rest earlier!"

Speaking of not looking at Ye Yipeng's ugly faces anymore, he and Zhuang Sui walked shoulder to shoulder to finish the case.