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Chapter 167 Gunshots

At this time, bang! The sound of the bowl falling and breaking came.

Old man Liu, who was walking out with the noodles he had already prepared, rubbed his eyes in disbelief. His eyes were filled with surprises. He trotted out and hugged Liu Libing. He was choked with sobs and could not speak.

But Lin Yuanqing was not happy. This was a delicacy prepared to be stored: "Old man, my noodles."

Zhao Huanhuan rolled his eyes and thought: Such a touching scene, why do you still care about that bowl of noodles?

Old Man Liu reacted immediately, wiped away his tears, and said excitedly: "Wait a moment, I will do it for you right away."

After Old Man Liu finished speaking, he trotted into the kitchen with wind-like footsteps, which was in sharp contrast to his dazed expression just now.

"Do you still remember that place?" Lin Yuanqing asked again because he was interrupted by Old Man Liu.

Liu Libing nodded and replied: "Remember."

"Guide the way." The black light came on, and Lin Yuanqing planned to take a look at that place while the old man was making noodles. If the ghost hadn't left yet, he could catch it.

The black light teleported all the way, and soon came to an old apartment under Liu Libing's guidance.

This apartment was cordoned off, but there seemed to be no one inside.

When the ghost eye opens, the world in front of him suddenly turns into black and white. Looking forward, he sees a vast expanse of white, with no supernatural reaction at all.

I turned my head and glanced around, but there was still no supernatural reaction.

The black light lit up and he took Liu Libing back to the old man's house. Lin Yuanqing thought: Could this be a ghost similar to a ghost call?

Ghost Call is the first one on the forum's scary ghost rankings, and its introduction is.

Codename: Ghost Call.

Characteristics: As long as the phone rings, you will definitely die. It doesn’t matter whether you answer it or not, whether you can hear it or not, whether there is a mobile phone around you or not. It kills people indiscriminately on a global scale. It has no physical characteristics. It is similar to a causal attack. There is currently no solution. Fortunately,

A ghost call only kills one person, and is currently defined as Class B.

Note: A foreign boss has died due to a ghost call.

Ghosts like this that kill people all over the world indiscriminately have a very high level of terror. Even Lin Yuanqing doesn't want to touch these things now.

But now this ghost, the victim Lin Yuanqing encountered, was more than two thousand kilometers away, and already had such an unsolvable meaning.

Thinking of this, Lin Yuanqing shook his head. Forget it, this shouldn't be his puzzle piece, otherwise it would be sensitive. If you can encounter it, just catch it. If you can't, forget it.

At this time, Old Man Liu brought out a few more bowls of noodles. Lin Yuanqing walked over and waved his hand, and the noodles suddenly disappeared.

Then the black light lit up, taking Zhao Huanhuan with it, and disappeared.

The rest of the time was basically spent looking for food everywhere, and I didn't encounter anything unusual.

In the afternoon, after eating, Zhao Huanhuan took Lin Yuanqing to a hotel called Ping An Building.

"This is a hotel specially designed to entertain foreign ghost masters. You can check in with the certificate issued by the headquarters. I won't accompany you up there." Zhao Huanhuan said with a slightly red face and was a little embarrassed. After shopping and eating, she finally arrived at the hotel.

It seemed like he was thinking of something bad.

"Okay." Lin Yuanqing nodded and replied, without holding back at all, and walked inside.

Zhao Huanhuan in the back seemed to have a hint of disappointment on her face, but she didn't say anything and turned around and walked towards the headquarters.

At this time, in response to Lin Yuanqing's approach, a waitress came over and said politely and respectfully: "Hello sir, please show me your ID, thank you!"

Lin Yuanqing didn't say anything. He took out his ID, showed it to the waiter, and said, "Arrange a room."

"Okay, Mr. Lin, please follow me." The waiter became more respectful, bowed slightly and walked to the elevator.

Lin Yuanqing followed and entered the elevator. The elevator went all the way up to the nineteenth floor and entered a presidential suite.

"Mr. Lin, this is your room. I won't disturb you. If you have any instructions, you can ring the service bell and we will arrive as quickly as possible." After the waiter finished speaking, he bowed slightly.

Bow, step back, and walk to the elevator.

Lin Yuanqing looked at the room. The ghost domain directly enveloped the room, trying to find some bugs and the like. He did not want to live under the surveillance of others like he did in Tianzhu.

After sweeping the black light, Lin Yuanqing nodded with satisfaction. There was no eavesdropping equipment, which was good.

I walked into the room, lay down, listened to the beating of the ghost's heart, and slowly fell into silence.

.........

night.

Lin Yuanqing woke up from the silence. This was caused by the ghosts in his mind. Although they had fallen into a stalemate, they did not seem to have completely died. Occasionally they would emit supernatural fluctuations, making it difficult for Lin Yuanqing to rest.

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The blood-red stripes on his face flickered slightly, as if he was trying to control Lin Yuanqing, but then disappeared instantly, as if he was interrupted by something.

The night view outside Dajing City is bright.

The lights in the room are all turned off, making it slightly dark.

Lin Yuanqing lay on the bed, holding his head slightly, opening his eyes and overlooking the charming night scene outside the floor-to-ceiling glass window in front of him.

Very beautiful and quiet.

This made Lin Yuanqing feel a burst of comfort. He liked silence very much. This was the change he got after traveling to this world.

He felt that since he had become a ghost, the prosperity and excitement of the world should be kept away from him as a matter of course.

He just needs to be in the dark and watch, which is fine, but occasionally Lin Yuanqing will feel lonely for a while.

Lin Yuanqing knew that this feeling of loneliness should be caused by his little remaining humanity, but he did not reject it. No matter how he changed, Lin Yuanqing could only be Lin Yuanqing, and that was enough.

Time passed quickly while I was thinking wildly, maybe an hour, maybe two or three hours.

At some point late at night, this calmness was suddenly broken by a voice.

"boom!"

A huge gunshot seemed to have sounded on a certain floor of the Ping An Hotel, and a moment later the alarm sounded.

Lin Yuanqing frowned, waking up from such random thoughts.

The red light on his body was strong, and a violent feeling emerged from his heart. The idea of ​​killing this person who disturbed his thinking emerged in his consciousness.

A black light lights up on the surface of the body, and the ghost realm seems to rush out at any time.

Lin Yuanqing suppressed this thought. This was not his original intention. He did not want to be dominated by this emotion.

He turned over, raised his head, and looked at the ceiling. He didn't intend to care about this matter.

Three minutes later, the phone rang. I took it and connected it.

"What's the matter?" Lin Yuanqing asked calmly.

"In the Ping An Building, there is a ghost controller who has gone insane and shot a service staff member in the hotel. He is now in a highly dangerous state and may commit a crime at any time. Please be careful." Zhao Huanhuan

The sound sounded.

"Has any ghost master gone insane?" Lin Yuanqing murmured.

Although these ghost masters still appear normal in front of you, don't forget that evil ghosts will slowly invade the consciousness. It is normal to become insane and become a madman. If you like the mysterious resurgence of the black hand, please collect it: (
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