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Lu Ming ignored it.

"Hey, I'm calling you!"

"If you know something, just say something."

"Daqiang, he... By the way, Xiaoguo, call the police!"

The female anchor still had some psychological quality, and she quickly realized that she wanted to call the police, but Xiaoguo couldn't make a call, so everyone's eyes had to return to Lu Ming.

Lu Ming thought about it and said.

"Why are you here, don't you know?"

Live broadcast + investigate the mysterious disappearance of the rich lady.

"So now that you are in this situation, doesn't it just satisfy your wishes and curiosity?"

The big guys were collectively silent, you looked at me and I looked at you, but they couldn't find any excuses.

A private detective trembled, "Is this place really haunted?"

As if to respond to this statement.

"Hee hee hee" laughter suddenly came from the garden behind.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of "slapping" sounded from the hall, and rows of strange footprints appeared in the front hall, as if invisible people were walking back and forth in the front hall.

"Woooooooo..."

The cries of women joined in.

For a moment, the whole old house was full of ghosts.

"It's... really haunted..."

This time Xiao Mo was really scared.

She didn't live broadcast any more, just cuddling with Xiaoguo, it seemed that only companions were the only warmth in this haunted house.

The performance of the three private detectives was not much better, and the three old men broke into cold sweat just watching them.

Until the mist in the old house became thicker and thicker.

The dense ghost language became more and more clear.

Lu Ming stood up, looked at the trembling five people, recalled the character of the ghost chef, and thought about Lu Ming saying: "The five of you are by my side, and I will help you if I can."

Everyone was stunned, and a detective said: "You are..."

Lu Ming didn't answer.

……

The ghost chef stood in front of the back hall, with a ghostly aura floating, breaking through the mist that flooded the ancient house.

Then, everything became clear again.

The surrounding garden was so quiet that the haunted ghost tree, white lanterns and invisible ghosts had all disappeared, only the red coffin in the back hall was particularly eye-catching.

Just hear a "crunch".

The coffin board suddenly cracked a gap, and a slight noise floated out from the coffin board, full of echoes.

"Crench."

Another sound.

The ghost chef just stared and watched until a big pale and thick hand with five black nails about ten centimeters long groped out from the coffin and clasped it on the coffin board.

"crunch~~"

The crackling of the coffin boards became even more intense.

The ghost hand pushed the coffin board until it was overturned to the ground, and then, an old man wearing a shroud slowly sat up straight against the structure of the human body.

He opened his eyes, his pale pupils looked straight at the ghost chef.

Their eyes met, and the two ghosts sneered immediately.

Chef: "That's it? I didn't expect you to dare to show your real body in front of me."

Guifeng's smile was distorted, and his voice was as ugly as ever: "Why am I afraid? Don't forget, we are equal in rank, and I have an advantage."

"Heh, rank is not an accurate thing. There are too many high-level evil spirits in Guling City, but no one can shake the name of the three ghost kings..."

As he said that, the Ghost Chef flipped his hand and took out a rusty kitchen knife from his crotch.

The kitchen knife danced in Ghost Chef's hand, and he continued to walk, slowly approaching Ghost Cook.

"There is a story about the next banquet."

Ghost Feng smiled even more: "Coincidentally, I thought so too."

"Also, you haven't felt it yet, is there something wrong with your Mingji private kitchen?"

The ghost chef was taken aback for a moment, and his expression changed instantly in the next second!

……

Ming Kee Private Kitchen.

The heat rising from the dishes could not warm the chill in Gao Yisheng's heart.

There was a ghostly aura behind him, Gao Yisheng just sat numbly, beads of sweat slid down his face.

Xiao Chuan's angry shout rang in his ears!

"Painter, you and the boss are not in conflict with each other. If you dare to act wild here today, believe it or not, the boss will steal your nest tomorrow!"

"Ha ha."

The painter laughed strangely, and the ghostly swaying became more intense.

"Your chef, do you know where my nest is?"

Ogawa's expression froze.

The painter no longer explained.

He was just laughing, like a child who has succeeded in a prank.

There was only a "bang", and a strange sound came from behind the painter.

Two scrolls taller than a person appeared out of thin air from behind the painter, and then unfolded slowly.

High-rise buildings, night scenes, thousands of lights...

This is a landscape painting of the whole city of Guling City!

Different from normal paintings, the painting behind the artist is black and white, but it gives people an illusion of bright colors, and at the same time, the scene in the painting is vivid on the paper...

No, not vividly.

The scene in the painting is indeed moving!

This makes this painting not like a painting, but like a real-time surveillance image of the whole city!

Xiao Chuan immediately stopped talking.

He just stood silently, for a moment, his lips moved and let out a desperate voice: "You... are almost done?"

"The only thing missing is your broken shop."

The painter licked the corner of his mouth, turned around and looked at his "painting".

His gaze shifted slightly, to the corner of the painting, where there was a blank space, and it was the only blank space in the whole painting.

Four large characters occupy the entire blank space.

Ming Kee Private Kitchen!

The dense ghost energy condensed into a paintbrush, and the artist picked up the paintbrush, and the tip of the brush touched the four characters of Mingji Private Kitchen.

As a result, the four characters disappeared, and black and white lines began to emerge—at the same time, the entire Mingji Private Kitchen began to sway!As if it was about to collapse.

Xiao Chuan went up without saying a word!

"Bang" sound.

He hit Gao Yisheng not far in front of him at a faster speed.

Its chest area seems to have been eerily erased, like a pencil drawing being erased with an eraser.

Xiao Chuan opened his mouth to let out ghostly air, and his face turned even paler. He reluctantly got up and charged forward again, but ended up in the same end as before.

"Just a loyal dog."

The painter spit out the above words, and in the painting, nearly half of Ming Kee's private chef has already jumped on the paper.

……

"The taste of the prototype of the ghost domain being invaded, isn't it uncomfortable?"

Guifeng laughed and stood up slowly, until he stood up straight, he stepped out in one step and walked out of the coffin.

The chef just stood silently holding the knife, and there was a faint boom behind him, and the plaque of Ming Kee Private Chef was faintly visible behind the chef, as if Ming Kee Private Chef was about to descend into the haunted house.

However, if it is faintly visible... it is really only faintly visible...

No matter how hard the chef works, Ming Kee Private Chef just can't come.

His ghost domain rudiment cannot cover Guifeng's ghost domain prototype - even if he is stronger than Guifeng!

It doesn't just mean that the chef loses his geographical advantage.

more means...

"This is a game. It's a killing game for you with the artist and I!"

Guifeng smiled ferociously, looking at the chef as if he was watching a delicious meal!

"I need a good story from the scholar in exchange for an opportunity to advance."

"As for the painter, you need your Mingji private chef to complete his ghost domain prototype, so as to complete the sublimation!"

"It's a coincidence that we both can get what we want from you. You say you won't die in this round and who will die?"

As the sound of the ghost wind became louder and louder, the thin mist re-emerged.

Chef's eyes were bleeding, but as the mist became thicker, the looming private chef of Ming Kee disappeared completely.

"Hey……"

A sigh sounded, and the ghost chef's face was calm, and he tightened the kitchen knife in his hand.

Chapter 128 Feast in the Night!

The ghostly aura in the old house became more intense.

A thin mist shrouded the house, making everything blurry.

The dense ghost language echoed around.

At this moment, the old house seemed extremely lively.

Lu Ming activated the co-spirit, and a cold light bloomed in his eyes. The perception of the co-spirit penetrated the mist, and he saw the truth of the ancient house at this moment.

Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!

Before, the old house seemed to be sealed by some kind of power. Even if Lu Ming activated the co-spirit, he couldn't see through the traces of ghosts in the old house.

But just now, without knowing what happened to this ancient house, Lu Ming faintly felt that the terrible oppressive force disappeared without a trace, and then activated the co-spirit, and it really paid off.

He saw a female ghost in white lying on the mouth of the well in the garden, looking up at Lu Ming and the other six with her tongue sticking out.

He saw eight figures hanging from the old locust tree in the open space of the garden. The figures opened their eyes and stared at Lu Ming.

He saw a child, distorted and shapeless, crawling up and down the walls of the vestibule like a spider.

He saw not far from Xiao Mo, a terrifying figure covered in wounds and bleeding, walking back and forth with dull eyes.

He also saw, across the back hall of the garden, two paper figurines standing like door gods at the door of the back hall. As if sensing Lu Ming's gaze, the two paper figurines turned their heads stiffly, revealing faces with heavy makeup and gaudy faces.

There was darkness in the back hall, and the co-spiritual ability could not penetrate it.