After pompom enters Hades

"What I stepped on was...a..." Zhu Ning really couldn't think of anything similar, so he had to smash the pot and said, "rag."

At this time, the old man's bronze mirror had already shone brightly on the ghost's face. The ghost who lacked the back of his head now lacked more than just the back of his head. The water in the cup of coffee had drained most of his yin energy, and was taken away by Zhu Ning. Stepped on a mess.

However, under the reflection of the bronze mirror, one can vaguely see the face split into two halves, and the mouth that is constantly opening and closing with only part of the gums left. Ghost words as thin as the sound of mosquitoes float out: "Help... help... "

Zhu Ning didn't know what to say anymore, she kept an awkward yet polite smile, and looked at the old man holding the mirror.

For a moment, Zhu Ning felt that the old man's round face looked a bit like a purple eggplant.But the old man is the patrol captain with the armband after all, so emotional management is still possible.After a few seconds, the old man looked less like an eggplant, and finally found his voice:

"You call the one under your feet... a rag?"

Only then did the short-haired woman and the man in the suit see clearly what was reflected in the bronze mirror!

Zhu Ning glanced down, then raised her foot silently: "Eh? It seems really different from the dishcloth..."

"Get away, it's dangerous!" the short-haired woman shouted nervously, drew her sword and rushed forward, "That's a ghost!"

Although the short-haired woman didn't think much of Zhu Ning just now, she pulled Zhu Ning away with a sense of responsibility at the moment, blocking the way between the ghost and the civilians.

Zhu Ning dodged the hand of the short-haired woman unintentionally, and retreated behind several people, and recalled cooperatively: "Yes, it seems that this ghost was the one who wanted to eat people just now, but...it seems to be Broken a little."

But now no one pays attention to Zhu Ning's words. After all, the ghost under the table was trampled like a rag by Zhu Ning, but when facing the short-haired woman's mahogany sword, she had the upper hand and almost dragged the short-haired woman into the table. Underneath, fortunately, the old man rushed up holding the bronze mirror and dragged her out.

The man in the suit looked colder, not as enthusiastic as the short-haired woman, but he still followed after being half a beat behind, and the three of them worked together to turn the situation around!

Even though the head-shattered ghost pounced and gnawed at several people, every time it attacked, at least two mahogany swords pierced from different directions, and the bright yellow light circle of the bronze mirror never left the ghost's head .

After nearly 10 minutes of fighting, dozens of yellow talismans exploded. After more than 100 sword strikes, this ghost finally became as thin as a new soul, and was pulled by the power of the ghost stone to keep falling. The ghost hissed and howled and struggled continuously, but still sank into the ground and disappeared completely.

Zhu Ning stood two meters behind the whole time, assessing the entire battle situation.Seeing a half-dead ghost beaten like this, Zhu Ning couldn't help frowning more and more, but finally he let go.

It can be regarded as the strength of many people, okay.

Those talisman papers and mahogany swords all have the shadow of mass production by the logistics team of the special mediation office. They were able to organize these massive patrols within three months, which is already very powerful.

Anyway, there is almost an insurmountable gap between the ghost and the ghost king. Although the things from the ghost domain are scary, they are also in quantity.

After the three members of the Financial Street patrol team finished fighting the ghost, the little girl in the coffee shop who was hiding among the employees was startled by the shocking movement, and cried out loudly.

"Are you OK?"

The short-haired woman saw that the three of them were surrounding the little girl, so she also turned around and asked Zhu Ning.

"It's okay, thank you."

The old man talked all kinds of things, so that the girl in the coffee shop believed that the ghost was gone, and told her to hide in the staff room and try to sleep, and not to come out at night.

Then the old man turned to the quiet young man standing aside, no matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like someone who dared to step on a ghost on purpose. I'm afraid he was really a big oolong just now, "Young man, you have some cultivation, right? training?"

Zhu Ning originally subconsciously wanted to say that he was a member of the Special Investigation Department, but then he thought that no one in the Special Investigation Department remembered him now, and it would be meaningless to talk about it, so he smiled:

"I was quite special since I was a child. I could see ghosts and scared my parents enough, but I never learned magic."

This is also reasonable at this time. Although there are very few people with yin and yang eyes in the world, even if there are only one in ten thousand, there are 10,000+ people with yin and yang eyes in the yang world.

Besides, judging from the way Zhu Ning stepped on the ghost just now like a rag, the Eye of Heaven will not be very powerful.

"Ordinary sky-eyed people see ghosts as blurry black shadows. It's understandable that you didn't see the ghost just now." The short-haired woman nodded understandingly, but she still ordered seriously, "But now the ghosts are walking at night, and you will see them in the future." Be careful, if there is a next time, you may not have today's luck."

The patrol team works in four shifts, and each group patrols for six hours. This is not an ordinary shift. The whole process is highly nervous and desperate. Six hours is already the limit for ordinary people.The three should end their patrol at twelve o'clock, and it is already 12:30.

They "eliminated" a ghost together, and the four of them became familiar with each other.

Everyone sat in the coffee shop and poured a few cups of coffee by themselves to refresh themselves and take a breather.

Financial Street Street is not just Financial Street, it is not a small block, and the three members of the patrol team are outstanding representatives of street residents.

The old man’s name is He Changdong. He is a retired worker. He is the only one among the three who has researched magic arts. The other retired old men and women love to play chess, fly kites, and dance square dances. Uncle He loves to study yin and yang. five elements.

And the man in the suit was Leng Yi, the general manager of a large company in Financial Street.After the outbreak of the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk, in principle, all sky-eyed people should join the patrol team, patrol 20 days a month, six hours a day, with a monthly salary of [-].

For Leng Yi, this high salary is a drop in the bucket, but he didn't make excuses to quit, but he didn't want to be as enthusiastic as a woman with short hair.

The short-haired woman is named Mo Sijing, and she is a trainer at a nearby gym.

Both Leng Yi and Mo Sijing are not talkative people, when they sat and drank coffee, it was all thanks to Uncle He to liven up the atmosphere.

Uncle He patted the table and scolded the ghost that climbed up from the ground from head to toe, and then took a sip of coffee to moisten his throat like drinking tea. He saw that Zhu Ning was always staring at the coffee cup in front of him, not taking a sip, He couldn't help but open his mouth and said with concern:

"Hey! Although the current water is very evil, the coffee is still drinkable. You can't do this, young man. God knows how long the night tour of ghosts will last. People can't drink water for several months."

Leng Yi couldn't get into the conversation the whole time, he was flipping through the company information in his briefcase, he seemed to mind this kind of meaningless waste of time, but after hearing Uncle He's words, he finally raised his head in his busy schedule:

"As of yesterday, there were only a few sporadic cases of death from drinking water, but none of them were from drinking soy milk tea. Coffee should be safe."

Zhu Ning was silent for a second, but she was still ready to tell the truth: "But the shadow in my cup of coffee is laughing...but I'm not smiling now."

As soon as Zhu Ning finished speaking, before Mo Sijing and Leng Yi could speak, Uncle He suddenly jumped up, which shocked Zhu Ning!

Uncle He snatched the coffee cup from Zhu Ning's hand, like a grasshopper, snapped the bronze mirror onto the cup like lightning, and pressed it tightly.

"Won't I really catch it? It's such a coincidence..." Uncle He was very excited, but when he looked at the cup, there was more fear than joy in his eyes.

Among them, Zhu Ning understood Uncle He's actions the most. He tilted his head and looked at the bronze mirror from the bottom up. Then he took a plastic straw from the corner of the table and poked at the mirror like a caterpillar. A wriggling straw Water marks.

"Run away, it ran away!"

Just now, Mo Sijing and Leng Yi were a little unclear about why, but now they were suddenly nervous. They probably heard Uncle He talk about the thing in the water before, and theoretically speculated that it was powerful, but in fact they didn’t really feel that way. believe.

Until just now, the three of them saw it with their own eyes.

For a moment, the entire desktop was in chaos, as if a cockroach suddenly flew into the girls' dormitory, and no one dared to touch it with their hands.

"Don't let that thing touch the skin! Don't let it get away!!!"

"Don't! It's water. If you hit it with the sole of your shoe, you'll never find it."

"Hurry up, it's going to crawl through the cracks in the table."

In fact, Zhu Ning, who was holding a straw in his hand, was more nervous than the other three. He had seen the scene of a ghost turning into a rag in an instant, and he was afraid that the mortals beside him would die on the spot.

Zhu Ning poked here and there with the straw, and the short section of water was finally picked out from the crack of the table, and then it left the straw little by little, and was going to float upwards against gravity, and it was about to hit Uncle He's eyes!

"what--"

"Be careful!!!"

Several people exclaimed, and Mo Sijing even reached out to grab it in desperation.

But Zhu Ning was faster than Mo Sijing. Before the water drops completely escaped from the straw, he sucked it lightly, pouring a small column of water like drinking milk tea...

drink.