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He walked a few steps forward to the morgue where the bones were placed, clasped his hands together, and recited the magic formula. Golden light overflowed from his fingertips, and he slowly pushed his hands apart, revealing a delicate and small bronze mirror hanging in the air.

Liao Jinfei's eyes widened in shock. Before he could open his mouth, someone blocked his mouth. Yan Junge's eyes signaled him to be silent. He nodded vigorously and continued to watch.

At this time, Zhang Yiyan's eyes were tightly closed, his back was turned to several people, and he was chanting the spells faster and faster. The bronze mirror rose higher and higher, until it was above the bones, shining golden light and covering them all. The fingers cooperate to change the seals and point hard.

A ray of golden light overflowed from the fingertips and quickly hit the bronze mirror. The next moment, the bronze mirror started to rotate rapidly. As the speed became faster and faster, the wind started to rise in the originally quiet room.

"Sigh~~"

Several people couldn't help but shudder and rubbed their arms. This, why is it so windy? It seems to be getting colder.

“嗗嗗~~~嗗嗗~~~”

The electric lamp made a buzzing sound, and the light flickered on and off. In a daze, several black shadows seemed to appear in front of him. As Zhang Yiyan recited the spell faster and faster, the black shadow slowly took shape.

It's human! ! !

No, no, it’s,,, a ghost! ! !

Liao Jinfei's eyes widened. He had just read the information briefly. Is this Luo An? ? ? My fingers were trembling and I wanted to point but didn't dare. Looking to the side, Meng Licheng obviously saw it too. He swallowed hard and tried to stay calm.

Sun Ya stared at Zhang Yiyan the whole time, trying to find out what props he used, such as AI, projection, etc., but there were none. So are these figures in front of me really? ? ?

But he does not believe that there are really ghosts in this world. He is a firm materialist.

"Gudong"

Hearing the sound of someone swallowing saliva, Zhang Yiyan glanced at them and motioned them not to make any noise.

As the golden light gathered more and more, the black shadow became clearer and clearer, until a complete outline appeared. Zhang Yiyan flipped his left hand, pinched the yellow talisman with his fingertips, and shot it out with force. The yellow talisman was divided into eight, forming a circle to control the five innocent souls.

Seeing that he was trapped, Zhang Yiyan did not relax his vigilance and took a closer look. Although their appearance had changed a bit from when he was alive, he could still identify them a little and silently carved their appearance in his mind.

Lifting his legs and taking two steps forward, the ghost shrank instinctively, and gradually five ghost figures crowded together.

. . . . . .

I wanted Yan Junge to ask, but suddenly I remembered that I didn't ask him to apply the potion, "Captain Liao, Team Leader Meng, if you have any questions, ask them quickly."

"Okay." The two looked at each other and nodded vigorously. Zhang Yiyan was here anyway, so he would be fine. However, they did not move forward and asked across the dissecting table.

Zhang Yiyan took two steps back and stood with Yan Junge. The latter quietly held his hand. The former glanced sideways and said softly, "You didn't apply any medicine, what are you afraid of?"

My fingers are so cold.

In Yan Junge's eyes, Liao Jinfei and Meng Licheng were talking to the air, but he was still a little nervous. It was definitely not that he was afraid of ghosts. How could he, a 189-year-old man, be afraid of ghosts.

"Ahem, I'm not afraid. I am, ahem, wearing a little less, yes."

The smile on his lips deepened, Zhang Yiyan did not expose him, and turned to look forward. However, the fingertips held his tightly, and a little golden light seeped into it. Yan Junge felt a wave of heat coming from the palm of his hand, quickly spreading to his whole body. His limbs and bones felt refreshed, and his body felt much more comfortable and relaxed.

I turned my head and stared at the person next to me, feeling my whole heart warm. Yanyan really liked me.

Zhang Yiyan paid attention to the situation over there. Only 5 of the 2 innocent souls could speak completely, and the remaining 3 seemed to have incomplete souls and were a little dazed.

However, 2 is enough.

Seeing that the soul was unstable, he let go of his hand, took a few steps forward to block Meng Licheng and Liao Jinfei behind him, waved his right hand, put the bronze mirror back into his sleeve, and the yellow talisman fell to the ground, instantly burning into ashes.

The five innocent souls trembled and swayed a few times, then slowly dissipated.

"Captain Liao, Captain Meng, go out and talk."

After speaking, he walked out the door first, followed closely by Yan Junge. Sun Ya looked at Meng Licheng and then at Liao Jinfei, "Do you believe this is a real ghost?"

Liao Jinfei looked at the information he had just memorized, and his face darkened, "Seeing is believing, Xiao Sun, there is no need for Zhang Ke to trick us, and this is his first time here."

After that, he walked out. Meng Licheng didn't look too good. He sighed and walked out together.

Sun Ya watched a few people walking away, then looked back at the place where the yellow talisman had just burned out. There seemed to be ashes on the ground. He took a few steps forward, picked up a tweezer and pinched a little, and looked at it carefully.

He stood up, glanced at the instruments aside, and was about to put the ashes into the microscope to take a look.

"Whoo~~~"

A cold wind blew across my neck, and the hair stood up. I held my breath, stopped my hand movements, and slowly turned my body back. Seeing the empty back, Kankan breathed a sigh of relief.

Really, I started to be suspicious and frightened myself.

Turning around to continue, suddenly, several ghostly faces with pale faces and bloody features appeared in front of him. They were not the five ghost figures just now.

"Are you still asking???" The speaking ghost face had empty eye sockets, and his entire face slowly deformed. He limped closer to him, scratching the corners of his mouth with his fingernails, and picking out a large piece of flesh.

Sun Ya swallowed hard, a chill penetrated his whole body, his Adam's apple rolled, and he slowly stretched out his hand forward.

Seeing the ghostly figure penetrated by his own palm, my heart shook violently.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck

It really is,,,,

I opened my mouth and tried to make a sound, but it didn't work. How could I?,,

Looking at the five grimacing faces that were slowly enlarging and approaching, my Adam's apple couldn't help rolling, and my forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

Calm, calm, calm, calm, calm,,,

He wanted to leave, but found that the soles of his feet were numb. He took a bite of the soft flesh on his cheek, forcing himself to calm down and move slowly.

The ghost came closer again, "Are you still asking?"

"Do you still ask?"

"Gudong." Swallowing hard, "I'm done asking."

The ghost lowered his head, unable to see his expression clearly, but there was a big hole in the top of his head, as if he could see his brain.

Calm down, calm down, and moved back a few steps. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the door not far away. Come on, it will be there soon.

Suddenly, the ghost approached again, "Where are you going?"

"You talk to me."

"Speak, speak." The other ghosts echoed.

Sun Ya tilted his head back with a look of despair. The bloody face just now almost touched his face. Damn it, the psychological impact and visual impact were too great.

An idea flashed in his mind, Zhang Yiyan, yes, look for him.

"open,,,"

Damn it, why can’t I say it?

Looking at the grimace getting closer and closer, he suppressed the trembling feeling in his body, and a drop of sweat slipped from his forehead. Pale and withered fingers slowly approached his cheek, and Sun Ya closed her eyes in despair.