Chapter Five Hundred and Twelfth Roots(1/2)
"Are there more...one person?"
Upon hearing this, Ma Xiaoling immediately stared at the photo with all her concentration, took out a small bottle, dripped a few drops of potion on it.
Sizzle!
A layer of white breath emerged. At this moment, she was shocked to find that there were actually only four people who took the photo together!
The fifth remaining ‘man’ is a charred ghost with a hideous face!
"This location..."
Ma Xiaoling suddenly raised her head and sprinkled the reagent in her hand: "Miss Wu, be careful!"
Wu Lu looked dull and looked at Xiuwen in front of her.
At this time, the man she had slowly fallen in love with became more and more tangled, and even dark all over, just a burnt corpse!
"ah!"
A scream came out, and the black corpse disappeared without a trace under the eyes of everyone.
"Why...why it's him..."
Wu Lu cried in a daze, and suddenly, her mind was confused and real memories emerged.
That's right! The only ones who went to the apartment to try out the camera that time were she, Lu Xia, Yang Guang and Bai Ling, two pairs of men and women, and one more, which originally looked a bit awkward.
But before, none of them doubted it!
That's because this ghost was able to make up memories and forced them to insert a "Shenwen" character into them.
Think about it again now, the cursed photo was first brought out by Xiu Wen from the apartment!
Even going to find Master Liu was Xiu Wen’s suggestion! Because he knew that he was a liar, it was useless, and it also caused Bai Ling’s death!
"No... it's not like this... Xiu Wenming and that ghost appeared at the same time..."
Wu Lu shook her head, and she was almost collapsed.
"It's very simple...either the ghost who appeared with him was an illusion he deliberately showed you! Or he had the ability to clone!"
Fang Yuan's face turned solemn, and a trace of gold flashed in his eyes.
This kind of ghost who can clone himself can also weave memories and play with people's hearts. It will definitely exceed the scope of the spirit level and reach the level of evil!
Even if the genuine ghost-exorcist faces the match, you must be extremely vigilant!
"Although the evil ghost can separate the clone of the spirit body, it will be useless as long as you don't grasp its roots! It's much harder to deal with than the ghost Chen Gongguan!"
Fang Yuan licked his lips: "But it happened... only ghosts of this level have the value of sealing me!"
At this time, his cultivation has reached the limit allowed by this world. If he wants to fight against a more fierce curse, he must upgrade the body of the sealed spirit!
After his exploration, this physique was the only evolutionary need to be various evil ghosts and curses!
"Why……"
Wu Lu almost collapsed on the sofa and cried: "Why... do you want to play with us like this?"
After suffering from this series of blows and terror, she was already completely desperate about the world.
"What do you think of crying?"
Fang Yuan glanced at her: "Now let's talk about the price of solving this 'ghost'! Because it has reached the level of the second type, I need a high reward!"
"Even if my money, my life, and everything about me can be given to you!"
Wu Lu trembled all over and gritted her teeth and said, "As long as you can give me...revenge!"
"Is this enlightenment... the last struggle of the desperate person?"
Fang Yuan stood up and shrugged: "Forget it... I feel your feelings, let me leave the rest!"
"Daughter!"
At this time, Detective Ma woke up from his sluggishness and hid behind Ma Xiaoling: "You must protect your dad and beat the ghost who dared to invade our firm!"
Ma Wencai, who made a fortune, naturally bought this firm and turned it into his own industry.
But if the firm becomes a haunted house in the future? That would be a disaster!
Detective Ma, who loves money as much as his life, dies even if he dies, but he dies in the eyes of money.
“…”
Ma Xiaoling rolled her eyes, held a test tube of medicine in her hand, and stared at the surroundings vigilantly.
This evil ghost could even hide her Yin and Yang eyes at first, and even after she disappeared, she could not find any trace, which made her feel great danger.
"A true evil ghost does not need to appear to kill people. Invisible, you can kill people silently... Humans have the most complete despair when facing ghosts, but this does not include me!"
Fang Yuan walked around the office for a few times, and his eyes were full of golden light, like flames.
Whoosh!
The next moment, he came behind Wu Lu and punched: "Sky Eagle Fist!"
Chirp!
The strong wind whistled violently, and in the punches, Fang Yuan's bones all over his body burst out, and blood flowed like a big river in the Yangtze River, and his whole body was like a ball of fire, and the blazing temperature spread, making the whole office feel as if he suddenly came to a stove.
Even if he could not restore the true saint's cultivation level, Fang Yuan's martial arts boxing intention at this time also had the prototype of the will of the true saint.
Bang!
A dull sound came, and a "thing" was smashed from behind Wu Lu, and none of the three of them noticed it at all.
"It's it!"
While the ghost was hit by Fang Yuan's punch, Ma Xiaoling finally caught the figure in the void and suddenly sprinkled out the potion: "Showing!"
A charred corpse appeared, which was the image of an evil ghost that Wu Lu and others saw in the apartment, climbing on the ground.
"ah!"
Ma Wencai and Wu Lu screamed together.
And in their horrified eyes, Fang Yuan stepped forward with a quick step forward, like a galloping horse, and stepped on it hard, hitting the head of the burnt corpse.
Bang!
The black head exploded, and the scorched corpse disappeared without a trace.
"Killed?"
Ma Xiaoling looked at this scene in a daze.
That was the ghost who even felt extremely palpitations and could not save her life, but was trampled by Fang Yuan?
Although she knew Fang Yuan was very strong, she had never imagined that the other party was so powerful!
"No...not enough!"
Fang Yuan shook his head, flashed his body, and came to another wall, and pushed out with a palm.
"Oh! No! My Renaissance oil painting!"
Amid Ma Wencai's scream, the entire wall and the oil painting turned into powder like quicksand. The burnt corpse that had just disappeared appeared again and was blown up by a palm and disappeared without a trace.
"Are you angry? Resentment? What kind of thing is you who bring despair to this world?"
In the office, Fang Yuan turned into a phantom and could always reach the place where the evil ghost appeared next time. He immediately ruthlessly used his fist to blow the evil ghost.
Ma Xiaoling and the other two looked at Fang Yuan's fancy beating ghosts, and their faces were already dull.
"It takes time to condense such a ghost's clone..."
Fang Yuan felt very clearly. Since he first blew the ghost, every time the other party gathered, it took almost double the time. The last time was twenty minutes ago.
"I read it wrong. You have no despair, no emotions, and some are just a twist!"
He rushed to the door of the office, grabbed the black scorched corpse with both hands and grabbed: "Disassist!"
Squirt!
This evil ghost clone was suddenly divided into two by him and torn into two pieces!
Ma Xiaoling was trembling all over, and she felt the coldness and fear surrounding her suddenly disappear.
"alright!"
Fang Yuan clapped his palms and walked to the dull Wu Lu: "Now we have some time to take me to that apartment! Solve the root of all this!"
"Okay... OK!"
Wu Lu looked at Fang Yuan as if she was looking at a god.
When she was completely desperate, she could simply generate fanatical faith and become a crazy believer: "Thank you! Thank you, Master!"
"It's better to leave quickly, according to what you said before, you have a companion, have you gone to that apartment?"
Fang Yuan glanced at her.
The price I mentioned before was just a casual joke.
To be continued...