"The Ghost King in Red?"

Wu Que asked back.

When he mentioned the red shirt, the first thing that popped up in his mind were several novels he had read in his previous life.

The ghosts in red dresses in those supernatural novels are very fierce.

only......

He looked back at Mr. Ling Li, who was behind him for the time being.

Li Xiuyuan's old face covered with corpse spots, wrinkles and tattooed names was a little confused, "What's wrong with Xiao Wu?"

Then he suddenly realized and patted his chest, "Don't look at my old man's body is dry now. I was quite capable of fighting when I was young."

Wu Que: "...you always take a rest."

"Okay."

Alas, Wu Queqian was speechless.

Why is the spirit behind the scenes are either the beautiful young lady in red or the bride in red wedding dress, and she is a bad old man when she comes to her?

"Well, senior, you know too. In fact, we rely on color to distinguish ghosts."

The gray wandering soul, the white earth-bound, and the black evil ghost, this is what Wu Que learned before.

But now there is a red color.

"So the red-clothed ghost king in Mangshan is much stronger than the black evil ghost."

Lin Sen and the other two were a little surprised. Are you testing them?

But there is no need to test them with this kind of knowledge.

Oh, the old men like to test their younger generations with little knowledge, and they are used to it.

"Yes, it's much stronger. Black-level evil ghosts can create ghosts with a diameter of less than 100 meters, while the red ghost ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's ghost's

, it is basically equivalent to explanation. Moreover, the ghost creatures that resentful ghosts are more hidden, and sometimes they are hard to guard against."

Lin Sen raised his arm and looked at the time, "We have to go there quickly, senior..."

He wanted to speak but stopped.

Wu Que smiled slightly and was about to refuse, but Li Xiuyuan suddenly appeared from his shadow, "Will the Ghost King threaten the safety of the lives and property of the nearby villagers?"

Lin Sen gritted his teeth, "Absolutely, if it doesn't block it... Maybe people within ten kilometers above Beim will die, and the seal was from more than two hundred years ago, and now it happens to be high-speed there.

The road is not far away, and the expressway has been closed there now. Fortunately, the seal was found from the classics left by the predecessors, so there are no villages within a radius of ten kilometers nearby.

"But all resentful ghosts who reach that level can move, so if they can't stop them...the city may be in danger."

"What are you hesitating about?" Li Xiuyuan's terrifying old face covered with corpse spots was serious, "What we should do is to defend our country."

Wu Que opened his mouth, and it was hard to say what he had refused.

Even if he doesn't have any ideas for justice, since someone is willing to do this, wouldn't he look like a clown when he comes out to refuse now?

And they are already cheating and they are just like ordinary people in their previous lives. They only dare to complain a few times when they encounter something or become a keyboard warrior on the Internet. So what's the point of traveling through time?

"Is there any cigarette?"

Lin Sen hurriedly handed over the cigarette, took out a lighter, and used his other hand to help Wu Quniao go.

Wu Que took a slow breath, and nicotine rushed into his chest and brain with a lit orange color.

He slowly exhaled smoke, pressed the cigarette in the ashtray on the trash can next to him, and then shook his dizzy head, pulled up the collar of the windbreaker, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "Go away, don't let that anything happen

The Red-clothed Ghost King was anxious."

"Yes! Senior!"

Looking at Wu Que with calm wind, Lin Sen and the other two couldn't help but feel excited.

With Senior Wu here, it will definitely be fine!

............

There is no words all the way, and the wind and lightning are running.

On the way, Wu Que took the time to call Yan You, but unfortunately he didn't get through.

Is she at the Beim Mountain scene now? Wu Que is a little worried.

But now I think that those are useless, so I will talk about them when I get to the place.

After about half an hour, they arrived at the foot of Beimang Mountain.

This is different from what Wu Que imagined.

He originally thought this place should be the feeling in a horror movie, which is the kind of people exploring in a mysterious but seemingly normal abandoned old village, and then encountering all kinds of strange things.

As a result, why are the lights here brightly and the voices are quite buzzing?

It seems that this senior who was vaguely in the morgue didn't understand the situation very well. Although Lin Sen's expression was serious, he still gave Wu Que a kind-hearted popular science, "Senior, the times have changed now. Maybe you were just fighting alone at that time.

The sword travels the world, but now we focus on group-style salvation and saturated ghost-exorcism. There are twelve three-person teams like us in Luocheng alone. Is this a superb person who thinks that he can achieve the ability to exorcism?

There are many reasons.”

To be honest, this is like playing football in the country.

You said that you play football from elementary school and then go all the way up the echelon. Apart from the family’s wealth or chance, who would normally send your children to the echelon of professional teams?

How many people can I practice? Is it necessary to spend money at home to support me? Isn’t it good to study hard and go to school?

Besides, they are still practicing. You have to explain the situation to your parents first, and then you have to look at your talent.

And I couldn't explain it very clearly at the beginning. After all, this kind of thing still requires information protection to the people.

Then the question is.

In modern society, how many normal families in China are willing to send their children to Taoist temples since childhood?

Too few.

"Yes." Wu Quidian nodded and then looked behind Lin Sen.

Lin Sen turned around in his sight and happened to see a middle-aged man walking over.

This middle-aged man was wearing a suit and had a Mediterranean hairstyle, and looked like a middle-level leader of an insurance company.

The sweaty and panting looked a little weak.

"Kobayashi, you're back." The middle-aged man took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Minister Niu." Lin Sen said hello first, then hurriedly turned around and introduced, "Senior Wu, this is the Minister of External Liaison Department of the Luocheng Branch of our Crematorium. He is usually the one who connects with the outside world.

Come to take responsibility.

"Minister Niu, this is Senior Wu Quewu, a hermit master."

After all, Lin Sen couldn't tell the origin of Wu Que.

Otherwise, what can I say? This senior is from a hospital morgue, a temporary security guard, and he also loves to eat bear biscuits?

Although Master Yixin and Taoist Aoye are outrageous, they have the status of serious bosses at least, and the rumors are just rumors after all. But Senior Wu...

Forget it and don't mention this.

Niu Jianhua didn't care, but came over to shake hands with Wu Que, "Hello, just call me Xiao Niu."

This middle-aged man is very enthusiastic and deserves to be an external contact. He even took out his mobile phone and opened the chat software, "Senior, can you add a friend?"

"Of course there is no problem." Wu Que added a friend to him, then turned his head and looked a little further away.

The lights were bright and hot there, and several excavators were rumbling, and dozens of dump trucks were constantly pulling out the soil dug out by the excavator.

There are also armed helicopters patrolling back and forth in the sky.

Seeing Wu Que looking over there, Niu Jianhua explained while wiping his sweat, "Although the ghost creature is a place similar to an independent space, it cannot exist alone from reality. So what we do now is to dig a passage from the ground and bury it inside.

After all, strong explosives cannot cause too much trouble, otherwise the rockets would have been on the ground long ago. Senior, look——”

Wu Que looked in the direction of his finger.

There is a faint red mist on the extremely bright Beimian Mountain, illuminated by searchlights and the lights above.

"Once we step into the mountains, we will enter the ghost creature of the red-clothed ghost king. Now, there are several employees of the Field Department in our crematorium led by the Minister of the Luocheng Branch of the Field Department to block the ghost king in the ghost creature. We want to

Cooperate with them outside to limit the spread of ghosts. Kobayashi, you have to push them up, just push them to the boss."

When he mentioned the boss, he subconsciously took out his handkerchief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"No problem." Lin Sen did not hesitate at all, but he still asked a question, "How long will the boss arrive?"

When Lin Sen mentioned the boss, his Adam's apple subconsciously trembled, as if the boss was particularly terrifying.

But I also felt that he trusted the boss very much, as if as long as the boss came, the red-clothed ghost king would be no big deal.

"It's within half an hour. The boss went to Jinling to handle the matter. There was also a red-clothed resentful ghost there. When I called and asked just now, the headquarters said that the boss had solved the resentful ghost in Jinling.

Got there."
To be continued...