"Li Jun, has the notification been sent out?"

Wang Xiaoming, who was standing on a tall building, stared in the direction of the training base and asked.

"It has been stated that all notifications have been issued. All Interpol police officers have left the training base and the training base has now been cleared." Li Jun said.

Wang Xiaoming nodded and looked back in the direction of Mr. Qin. The knocker was whipped into the scarecrow's ghost realm by Mr. Qin's cane.

There is a saying that the knocking ghost is really scary, the scarecrow can't assimilate it, and the two ghost realms collide with each other.

That scene made people stop in their tracks.

"Professor Wang, you'd better leave first and let me light the ghost candle later. You will be in danger here."

Li Jun looked back at the direction of the training base and said solemnly.

He did not ask why he allowed this to happen when he knew the result in advance.

He won't ask, he only knows that obeying orders is his bounden duty, and Professor Wang's orders will never be ignored.

Wang Xiaoming looked away from Mr. Qin. He knew that Mr. Qin was waiting for a future that he thought was the best.

They had discussed it together, so he knew very well the feasibility of this matter, with a 60% success rate, exchanging Mr. Qin's life for a complete ghost.

Mr. Qin thinks it's worth it...

Wang Xiaoming sighed, nodded and said:

"Li Jun, please light the ghost candle later, remember to be careful."

Li Jun nodded and said to Lu Zhiwen:

"Please lead the Army Corps to take Professor Wang away, the time is almost up."

"no problem."

Lu Zhiwen walked to Wang Xiaoming's side, hesitated for a while and said something to Li Jun.

"Don't get sucked into the ghost realm, it will be very troublesome."

"Do your best." Li Jun said.

Lu Zhiwen said nothing, the ghost realm opened up, and disappeared with Wang Xiaoming.

The terror is about to begin, and the two people who use the information obtained in the future to make plans are looking forward to what will happen next.

Li Jun took a deep breath, stared in the direction of the training base, and began to count down in his mind.

The sunshine in the sky is very exciting. It is the hope of life, but it is only the hope of ordinary people.

Desperados like the Ghost Controller still like to stay in the darkness and look for hope quietly.

ten……

Nine……

eight……

seven……

…

three……

two……

one……

"coming!"

At this moment, darkness emerged in the training base, and quickly turned into darkness.

The entire training base was quickly enveloped, and Li Jun let out a breath.

"let's start."

Li Jun took out two white ghost candles from the gold box at his feet with a solemn expression.

This is used to attract ghosts. What kind of ghosts do you attract?

"Codename: Ghost"

"Hazard level: S level"

Just to attract this evil ghost who had just left the coffin, Li Jun lit two white ghost candles without hesitation.

Because only in this way can ghosts be attracted from such a far away place.

In fact, this kind of behavior would be extremely risky in normal times. After all, there are God knows how many evil spirits in the city.

But it's different now. Lin Qian's ghost domain has taken away all the evil ghosts in Dajing City. Remember, all the evil ghosts, even those that have not burst out and are still dormant, have also been taken away.

Otherwise, God knows how many ghosts will be attracted by the two special ghost candles.

The pale candlelight dispersed the surrounding sunlight, and Li Jun's face was illuminated with no human color.

Li Jun stared at the ghost land in the training base, which was very familiar to him. Wei Jing's ghost land had this color.

As two special ghost candles were lit, at that moment, the ghost realm moved and rushed toward Li Jun at an extremely terrifying speed.

Seeing this scene, Li Jun did not panic at all. The green ghost realm spread out, and Li Jun arrived on the national road in a blink of an eye.

It is less than a kilometer away from Mr. Qin.

"Mr. Qin, I leave it to you!"

Li Jun shouted in the direction of Mr. Qin, and then directly placed two ghost candles on the national highway.

"Well, let's go back."

Mr. Qin turned his head and looked at the darkness with a very calm expression.

Li Jun nodded, turned around and disappeared.

Mr. Qin smiled and said nothing. He raised his head and looked at a place in the sky, where he could faintly see a trace of blood red.

"It seems the time has come."

Mr. Qin laughed, and then he actually threw away the crutch in his hand. The crutch disappeared when it hit the ground.

boom

The crutch was nailed into the knocker's head. The crutch trembled slightly and cracks were all over his body.

Mr. Qin didn't care, and stared at the coming darkness, his dim eyes became bright and clear.

…………

"Is that Mr. Qin?"

Wang Chaling looked at the middle-aged man in the sky in surprise, somewhat in disbelief.

Lin Qian frowned and glanced at the things in the sea of ​​blood, including a sinking scarecrow, an old man rising and falling in the sea of ​​blood with a cane on his head, a coffin and a man lying in the coffin.

people.

"Knocker, scarecrow, ghost?"

Lin Qian was a little confused and looked up at the middle-aged man in the sky, shrouded in blood mist.

Judging from the appearance, he looks a bit like Mr. Qin, but Mr. Qin is not that young either.

If it’s not Mr. Qin, then who is it?

Lin Qian was a little confused. The black flames on the sea of ​​​​blood were still burning. The fallen ghost was standing on the sea of ​​​​blood.

Yang Jian stopped swinging the knife and looked down at the ghost eyes on his body. Five of them had been completely closed. If they were cut down, there would be no way to restart them.

Ye Zhen held the long sword in his hand and did not strike out with the sword immediately. He felt that things seemed to have turned around.

The sea of ​​blood surged, like the hell of Asura, terrifying and desperate.

"Boy Lin's handiwork is really great, but it's a pity that he was not in the right place at the right time or with the right people. Otherwise, this ghost would have been eaten long ago."

Mr. Qin casually extinguished the flames on his body. These will-o'-the-wisps, like maggots attached to bones, were nothing more than child's play in Mr. Qin's eyes.

Feeling how he was when he was young, Mr. Qin smiled. This is his peak. When he gets older, he won't be able to fight. Fortunately, he still has a hand.

Looking around, the blood mist was steaming, making it difficult to see clearly. Mr. Qin waved his hand gently, and the blood mist dissipated, revealing the sea of ​​blood.

A clear sky appeared at his fingertips, and the horror was vividly displayed on his body.

The blood rain in the sky stopped at this moment, and Mr. Qin looked in one direction, which was where Lin Qian and the others were.

"Boy Lin, the old man wants to ask you something."

The middle-aged man thought for a while and then said.

"You don't need to answer. Wait until I finish speaking and hear what happened. It won't be too late for you to agree."

Lin Qian remained silent, quietly looking at the middle-aged man who seemed to be Mr. Qin.

"Boy Lin, I've left Wei Jing to you. I've also brought in the ghost messenger and the coffin. The old man knows that you have grave soil, and there's quite a lot of it."

"You also have a few tombstones, and of course the crucial white spiritual tablet is also on you."
To be continued...