There’s an Evil Spirit Here

Shit!

The palm grasped a piece of clothing corner.

The clothing corner was cold, like grabbing an ice stone.

But next second, bang!

The black shadow could not bear the attack of pure yang true energy, the shadow exploded like a piece of cloth, and burst into five pieces in mid air.

But this is just a blind eye.

There is a ray of black gas, trying to ride the chaos of this moment, trying to escape.

"silly!"

...

After being eaten with a closed door soup by the old **** stick, the mother and son living next door waited outside the door to wait for the right and left.

Staying in a cold corridor where no one was there at night, there were already a few people, plus the thought that Room 502 had had haunts before, the mother and son were afraid to wander outside, so they went back to their home first.

Although the wall-mounted TV in the living room is always on, Zhang Lihong is unwilling to watch TV shows. Sitting on the sofa in front of the LCD TV, she turns her head to watch the time on the wall clock from time to time, and from time to time listens to the movement of the next door.

ten minutes.

twenty minutes.

There is no movement in the next room 502.

"Son, there is no sound from the room 502 next door, and no one coming out next door, you said, is there really something in the next room ... The things are not cleaned, should the master Taoist have any accidents?"

After Zhang Lihong finished speaking, he always felt restless.

"Shall we call the police?"

"I'm really afraid of accidents."

Zhang Lihong worried about the old **** stick and founder.

Zheng Bai was bored while sitting on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone, and was also waiting for the old **** stick to come out. He thought about talking with the old **** stick's **** son of Zhang Linhong of Shaolin Kungfu. He continued playing with the phone without looking up impatiently. 110. Others wo n’t believe it. Maybe we will be treated as a false alarm. Mom, just wait, surely there wo n’t be anything ... "

suddenly!

Bang! ! !

The brick wall exploded and the debris was scattered. In the chaos and screams, a figure with a long knife smashed the wall, and actually crashed into Zhang Lihong's house from the next room 502.

The aunt and the aunt's son watched the silhouette of the knife appearing at their home, stunned and completely forgot to respond.

It was a solid brick firewall.

Not to mention a person crashing.

Even a few burly giants can't break it with a sledgehammer.

But what did they see!

I can't believe it!

This is a solid brick!

It's not the gypsum board that can't withstand the impact in the movie!

In the face of this unbelievable scene that humans can't do, it's no wonder that the neighbor's aunt and her son were so scared to forget to react.

At this time, the neighbors and even the sleeping people in the whole building were awakened from their sleep by the sudden explosion of the building.

But when they rushed to the place where the explosion sound came, that is, Zhang Lihong's house, they saw the wall leading to Room 502, which collapsed into a big hole.

Zhang Lihong and her son sat paralyzed on the ground, staring dumbfounded at the large hole in the wall, and had not been awake from the shock of the sudden explosion.

"Horizontal! There is such a big hole in the wall, is this a gas pipe leak?"

"If there is a gas pipeline leak, is there still our existence, we have already stepped on horses to form corpse fragments."

"Zhang Lihong, hello, Zhang Lihong! Wake up! What the **** is going on, your house exploded, what is going on?"

When such a big event happened, the community property almost got scared. The property manager with disheveled clothes and a dozen security guards all rushed to Zhang Lihong's house to anxiously ask the situation.

"No ... it wasn't our house that exploded! It was the room 502 next door that suddenly exploded!"

Aunt's son stammered pale.

"There is no one in Chen Jianbang's family today. How could Chen Jianbang's family explode?"

"Look at everyone, how can the lights in Chen Jianbang's house be on! I remember Chen Jianbang didn't come back today, and the lights in his house have always been dark!"

In a noise, the police arrived and took away Zhang Lihong's mother and son, saying they were assisting in investigating the truth.

It wasn't until afterwards that people responded to one thing. Today's police are so fast. It didn't take long for the explosion to happen, and immediately a policeman came to the police.

With this doubt, everybody asked each other one after another, but in the end they were shocked to find that none of them called the police.

Who will call the police?

...

On the roads of the city, the old **** stick disgraced by dust was driving a car in awkwardness.

On the side of the co-pilot seat, I was sitting just after I made a phone call and hung up the phone.

It turned out that, taking advantage of the chaos, Founder and the old **** stick sneaked out of the community ahead of time. As soon as they left the community, the two of them drove away with a guilty conscience.

Founder's call was just to Captain Fei.

He also did not know whether the aunt next door saw his face in the dusty chaos. For security reasons, Founder made a phone call and reported it to Captain Fei first.

"Little brother, I feel that I am already very good. I have demolished the ceiling of others. I can't think of you as even better. I have changed the wall!"

While driving, the old **** stick looked at Founder like a monster.

"But seriously, did you demolish the wall from the younger brother? Well, I got out of the bed and just ran to the living room, I saw that the wall had collapsed and there was a big gap ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Founder, he denied that he did not take it apart.

"Since it wasn't you brother who demolished it, what are you going to do if you pull the old one?"

After being asked about the anxious founder, the topic diverged: "Old God Stick, drive to the Temple of Literature."

After hearing this, the old **** stick really changed the subject: "What did the little brother find?"

"Well, this trip was a bit of clue."

Founder didn't tell a fake.

He did find out.

Just when he killed the ghost running out of the mirror, he sensed a connection from a certain direction on the ghost.

Although the connection was short in an instant, it was still found by a keenly perceptible Founder, and a trace was captured.

However, the induction time is too short, and Founder can only sense the approximate range.

Now we are one by one to confirm.

The location to be confirmed at the first station starts with the suspicion of the Confucian Temple.

Upon hearing the clues, the spirit of the old **** stick was revitalized. Anyway, there was Founder reimbursing the oil money, and immediately increased the throttle to the suburban Confucian Temple.

"Little brother, you haven't answered the old man. Since it wasn't the younger brother you demolished, then what the **** do you do when you pull the old man?"

Founder's face was black.

Can we leave this issue alone?

The Temple of Literature is on the outskirts of the city.

After about twenty minutes, the car drove to the Temple of Literature.

But the Confucian Temple at this time has become a ruin, and several excavators have not yet left.

Captain Fei did not lie to Founder, they really dug the Temple of Literature for ten meters to find clues!

Just standing in the distance, Founder turned and left immediately. The clue was indeed not in the Temple of Literature.

"Little brother, the clue is not in the Confucian Temple, where shall we check next?"

Fang Zheng did not answer, but handed his mobile phone to the old **** stick: "Old **** stick, follow my marked navigation route."