"…There may be only one ghost, but there may be more than one ghost driver." After saying this, Fang Yuan hung up the phone.

The people at the Interpol Headquarters are so strange.

The other side.

Tong Qian glanced at the few people and said lightly: "There is only one ghost, and the remaining coffin is used to hold us."

“…” Baiye.

"..." Chen Fang.

"????" Xie Wei.

...

After putting down his phone, Fang Yuan opened his backpack, put the money to buy life in his pocket, held the ghost bell in his hand, and spread the human velvet paper.

"My name is Yang... Fang Yuan. When you see this sentence, I have found the truth."

Suddenly, Fang Yuan's pupils shrank, and he stared at the human velvet paper tightly. The words on it changed!

"My name is... Yang?"

Yang Jian?

Is Yang Jian the owner of human velvet paper?

What I wrote before was clearly. I had found him, but now it became the truth.

"He? Who is he?" Fang Yuan's mind was extremely puzzled.

"Who is he that I found??" Fang Yuan frowned and asked in a deep voice.

“…”

There was no such thing as the old dean said before, which could answer 99%. So is he the content in that one percent?

Fang Yuan no longer has to worry about this issue, and will recall it carefully after dealing with this matter.

"I successfully came out of Xiqiao Village alive, but the old dean died in the kindergarten.

Although the old dean left me a letter, telling me in a very obscure way that he died from the resurrection of the evil spirit, I had some speculation in my heart that his death was not simple.

So, I decided to take out the old dean's body and investigate it carefully."

"?"

Fang Yuan looked at what he said on the human velvet paper in amazement. Is this nothing but nonsense?

I have never had these ideas at all.

Could it be that it was made by the old dean and was affected to a certain extent in his ghost realm?

Human vellum paper has ideas. Sometimes Fang Yuan calmed down and thought seriously, and found that the human vellum paper was really similar to that of a person. He would be cowardly and would have his own ideas, but he would not lie.

Unless affected.

This is almost the same as the Langya Earth Spirit in the novel he once read. Coincidentally, the protagonist in it is also called Fang Yuan, but his surname is Gu Yue.

At the same time, his scalp was a little numb. He didn't even know the old dean had controlled several ghosts and his ability to kill him.

However, he would never let the Interpol headquarters get the body of the old director. He knew very well which mad scientists did not know what they would do to the body of the old director.

He didn't know why he came here at the risk of his life. Perhaps it was the pure land in his heart that would not be offended by others.

"call."

After putting away the human velvet paper, Fang Yuan stood up and headed towards the agreed direction he and Tong Qian.

...

Tong Qian hung up the phone and was about to call the headquarters, but unexpectedly the headquarters called on the phone. As soon as he answered, Zhao Jianguo said in a hoarse voice: "Tong Qian, come back to the headquarters immediately. In this operation, I will not allow any people from the headquarters to interfere. We can no longer lose personnel."

"Minister, there is no way out now. I have entered the ghost realm, which is even more complicated than you think." Tong Qian was a little helpless. Why are all people at the headquarters like this? Isn't the lives of ordinary people not life?

If she could, she could even exchange her life for peace in Zhongshan City, but this was obviously impossible.

"Fang Yuan also joined the operation, and the initiator seemed to be his relative."

"What?"

In the office, Zhao Jianguo's voice raised several tones, looking incredible.

This kid Fang Yuan actually joined this operation?

How dare he?

"Fang Yuan asked the headquarters to send a few golden coffins right away." Zhao Jianguo was still a little stunned, and Tong Qian's voice came out.

"Golden coffin? There is more than one ghost inside?" Zhao Jianguo asked in confusion.

"No, maybe we can use it."

"..." Zhao Jianguo.

………

Tong Qian hung up the phone, frowned and looked not far away in front.

Bai Ye and others also stopped and stared at the front.

Not far away, there were hundreds of shadows wandering around, and the hundreds of shadows were all bare on their necks.

"Xie Wei, I'm looking at you." Chen Fang glanced at the short figure and said in a deep voice.

Although they are not very familiar with each other, they still roughly know each other's abilities, except for Bai Ye.

Everyone in the circle knows that she owns the ghost realm, and ghost masters who can own the ghost realm are usually more mysterious.

These shadows are all ghost slaves. It would be fine if there were fewer ones, but there were hundreds of them. Who can withstand this?

As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang.

"Don't worry, look at me, Interpol's stinky girl, please show it clearly." Xie Wei smiled at Chen Fang, then turned his head and looked at Tong Qian with his nose. There was no way, she was too tall and could not look down.

Xie Wei opened his hands, and there was no wind around him, automatically rolling up dust on the ground. Then something seemed to appear out of thin air, separating all the shadows from the middle, leaving a way out.

Xie Wei snorted lightly and walked over first. He was very confident in his ability to deal with these ghost slaves.

...

Fang Yuan was walking under the street lights with his head down.

Street lights are solar-powered. After absorbing light during the day, they will automatically turn on when it is dark.

At this time, he was walking down a tall building. He knew this tall building and was called Zhongshan Jing Company.

As the name suggests, it is a company that sells mirrors, so his company also has a feature, that is, all building exterior decorations are made of glass.

Walking under the street light, he twisted his neck, which was a little sore.

He was stunned for a moment and swallowed.

In the mirror, it was reflected by him, tightly next to him. At this moment... a woman in a long red dress was tightly pressing against his arms, her head was almost smashed and her chest was torn! The ground was covered in blood, standing side by side with him.

Fang Yuan was about to activate the Ghost Realm, but suddenly he glanced at the corner of his eyes and found that there was nothing in his body.

His eyes turned back and looked in the mirror.

Then……

He was shocked to find that the woman inside had turned at some point, and he was facing him. The female ghost turned her head and looked at Fang Yuan.

With this tilt, her eyes mixed with a few teeth fell out of the mirror and rolled to Fang Yuan's feet.

Then, the female ghost held the edge of the mirror with both hands, as if she was about to walk out of it.

"What a joke."

Fang Yuan's face changed, he took out his gun, then shot him in the mirror, and then ran forward without looking back.

And it seemed that the ghost in the mirror also disappeared into the mirror with Fang Yuan's shot.
Chapter completed!