After pompom enters Hades

When Zhang Yujin heard this, his heart skipped a beat: "Isn't the logistician you sent here Sun Shucheng?"

Lu Feng was a little confused: "Why has it been three days, and Xiao Wang hasn't gone to report yet? Who is this Sun Shucheng?"

Zhang Yujin hastened to briefly describe what had happened in the past few days, and finally said: "The night after I talked to you, Sun Shucheng came to report, and I didn't suspect anything else at all!"

Lu Feng raised his voice: "Old Zhang, have you drank fake wine these two days? When did our special mediation office recruit ghosts? The unknown Sun Shucheng died when he fell from a horse in the Song Dynasty. It has been almost 1000 years since then. It's been a year! Resentment persists for a hundred years and turns into a fierce ghost, causing harm to the world and it's hard to get rid of monks. What kind of thing is this Sun Shucheng who has existed for thousands of years?"

After being reminded by Lu Feng, these superficial doubts suddenly surfaced. Zhang Yujin woke up shivering as if his head had been poured with a bucket of ice water. He froze on the spot for a few seconds before speaking:

"What a strong ghostly aura..."

Lu Feng over there said slowly: "Old Zhang, you won't be fascinated by the ghost, right? How deep is this ghost to play tricks in front of your eyes?"

Zhang Yujin took a deep breath: "Using ghost energy to confuse the entire executive team at the same time, even the ghost king who is above the ghosts, can't do it."

Lu Feng on the other side of the phone was taken aback, and asked in a deep voice, "Old Zhang, you mean..."

Zhang Yujin's tone turned cold: "Luo Gan has called himself the ghost emperor for hundreds of years, but it is only a boastful title, but now it seems that there may really be ghosts in this world, and he has stepped into the ranks of ghost emperors."

What Zhang Yujin didn't say was that the reason why Sun Shucheng was scary was not because he used ghost energy to confuse the executive officer of the special mediation office, but because he confuses the two yangjian ghost agents, and the token of yangjian ghost agents is even more powerful than the underworld division. The token is even more powerful, symbolizing the identity of the official of the underworld, and will never be invaded by ghosts.

But Sun Shucheng managed to fool Zhu Ning and Zhang Yujin with ease, and convinced them that a Song Dynasty ghost was their logistics colleague!

Zhang Yu had just finished answering Sun Shucheng's call, and trotted over to report to Zhang Yujin: "Zhangtouer, Sun Shucheng found the trace of the warlock in the back mountain. He was afraid of being arrested by the warlock, so he didn't dare to act rashly... What happened to Zhangtouer?" Now, why is your complexion so bad?"

Two minutes ago, on the back mountain, Zhu Ning wanted to rush out to rescue Sun Shucheng, but when he saw the dozen or so warlocks hanging and their wrists that were bruised from blood, he stopped and continued to hide in the tree. After that, he secretly looked out.

Maybe Sun Shucheng has a bit of trickery and can temporarily subdue the little guys who are left behind, but those people...have obviously been hung up for several hours.

Sun Shu was established at the entrance of the cave, with no panic on his face, but his tone was quite different: "Come here quickly, yes! I'm on the second gentle slope of the back mountain... Those are all warlocks who kill without batting an eyelid. broke my soul...I dare not stop..."

Sun Shucheng hung up the call, put the mobile phone in his sleeve, and then looked at the hanged warlock with a half-smile: "Did you hear me? It was you who fled into this cave in fear of crime. The executive of the special investigation department still has 10 minutes." You can get there, you better run faster."

A middle-aged sorcerer who was being hung up opened his mouth angrily, and hissed, "Who are you? What enmity do you have with our Blood Underworld Sect? Those who dare to touch our Blood Underworld Sect will not be afraid..."

Sun Shucheng raised his finger slightly, and the middle-aged warlock's head tilted, hanging by his neck at a strange angle, and he lost his breath.

Zhu Ning was so frightened that he turned into a little pompom with a puff, and fell into the pile of leaves. Fortunately, there was another movement to cover up the sound of the little pompon.

There was a burst of terrified screams among the warlocks, and then gradually fell silent, each of them shivering like chaff, daring not to make a sound, for fear that it would be their turn next.

Sun Shucheng's face was still gentle and bookish, and he answered the three questions of the headless corpse: "My next Sun Shucheng has no enmity with the Blood Underworld Sect, and I'm not afraid."

After a pause for a few seconds, Sun Shucheng looked around at the warlock and asked, "Any more questions?"

Sun Shucheng's innocence completely angered a short warlock, his face flushed and he cursed: "You bastard, wild ghost! Thinking that killing chickens and monkeys will make our blood ghost sect warlocks come here like puppets on strings!" Drilling into a hole? Who knows if you want to take this opportunity to wipe out the Special Investigation Department and our Blood Underworld Sect, and let us be bait to jump into the trap?"

Sun Shucheng sighed lightly, and flicked his sleeves, the head of the cursed warlock suddenly fell off, leaving only half an inch of bloody skin attached to his neck, dangling in mid-air.

Sun Shucheng: "Is this account difficult to settle? Go in now."

A dozen warlocks fell down in response. Under Sun Shucheng's gentle gaze, the group of pale warlocks desperately stepped forward with bloody legs and feet, and stumbled into the dark cave. Of course, it's a good deal. No one wants to split their heads immediately if they can live for one more second.

Sun Shucheng: "Wait."

The warlocks slammed on the brakes, and many of them fell directly onto the hillside, turned their heads in disgrace, and stared at the speaker in horror.

Sun Shucheng: "Bring your companions along."

The two corpses floated up in response, but they didn't drop a drop of blood. The corpses quickly rotted away, leaving only the bones, fluttering and smashing towards the stunned warlock.

These warlocks didn't care about other things at this time, one of them rushed into the hole with a few bones in his arms, and after a few seconds, there was only a seemingly harmless scholar in long gown left on the gentle slope. It seemed that the killing just now was all a phantom in his mind.

The little pompom hid in the pile of leaves, too scared to breathe.

Sun Shucheng chuckled: "I didn't expect that there would be a little tail following me. Did you come out by yourself, or do I do it?"

The little pompom was paralyzed from fright, and the scene after Sun Shucheng's attack was still vivid in his memory, it didn't dare to hesitate, and slowly crawled out with its short legs.

The little pompom plucked up the courage to walk up to the evil ghost, and the plush claw held up the ghost order, and said weakly: "Hey, hey?" You are dead, now you are going to hell with me?

Sun Shucheng: "..."

Sun Shucheng: "Aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

The little pompom silently put down its paws, hid the ghost messenger in its belly, and slowly backed away with great desire to survive: "chirp." You read it wrong, I am not a ghost messenger.

Sun Shucheng: "It's so good...Although I don't understand what you're talking about, this matter has nothing to do with the underworld. As long as you don't meddle in other things, it will be fine."

After finishing speaking, Sun Shucheng flicked his sleeves lightly, turned around and disappeared into the air.

A hazy gray mist enveloped the little pompom, and it waved its paw blankly, as if there was no discomfort.

At this time, Zhang Yujin and the others hurried over, and the little pompom rushed over: "Hey!" Sun Shucheng is a bad guy, he just killed two warlocks, and the cave is a trap!

But Zhang Yujin and Zhang Yu looked anxiously over the pompon, as if they didn't see anything.

Zhang Yu: "Just now Xiaozhu disappeared after hearing Sun Shucheng's cry for help!"

Zhang Yujin knew Zhu Ning's ability to borrow Huangquan Road, and felt even more anxious: "Xiao Zhu must have rushed over before us. If Sun Shucheng really stepped into the ranks of ghost emperors, Xiao Zhu will be in danger."

At this moment, a painful groan came from the grass behind the tree. A young sorcerer covered in scars helped the tree trunk to climb up, and shouted in horror: "Just now a ghost dressed as a scholar killed me. All of my classmates rushed into the entrance of the cave, we dare not resist..."

The little pompom was taken aback, there was no one there just now!

The bruised warlock continued to cry: "What we elders of the Blood Nether Sect did is indeed devoid of conscience, but we disciples didn't participate at all. We would rather obey the law than die at the hands of that scholar ghost, woo hoo hoo."

Zhang Yujin rushed over to help the warlock, and asked anxiously, "Did you see a boy in his early twenties?"

Young warlock: "I see, that young man suddenly appeared out of nowhere from behind a tree, and after seeing that ghost kill people, it suddenly turned into a small white ball, and was carried into the hole by that ghost of a scholar... My own brother was just kicked out If you go in, you will save him."

It was all lies and full of loopholes... But at this moment, a layer of gray mist vaguely appeared on the warlock, pouring into the mouths and noses of Zhang Yujin and Zhang Yu like smoke.

Zhang Yujin, who was usually very cautious, was unaware of the mistakes and omissions in the warlock's words at this time. They thought that Zhu Ning was caught in a cave by Sun Shucheng, and they were extremely anxious.

Zhang Yu hesitated at the entrance of the cave: "If Sun Shucheng is already above the ghost king, wouldn't the two of us go in... meat buns beating dogs."

Zhang Yujin's face was solemn: "You have to fight hard, let's go!"

After finishing speaking, he followed the strange warlock and ran into the dark cave.

The little pompom was in a frenzy, screaming and chasing after him: "Chirp!" I'm here, that warlock was transformed by Sun Shucheng, don't go in!

However, with the barrier of the thick gray fog, Zhang Yujin and Zhang Yu couldn't hear the scream of the little pompom at all...

Just when the three of them were about to disappear at the entrance of the cave, Zhang Yujin's cell phone rang suddenly. After seeing the caller ID, he quickly pressed the connect button: "Ahem, no... Investigator Wu She, Your personal leave is over, okay, we are in the back mountain."

Two minutes later, Hei Wuchang in a shirt and trousers walked up the hill slowly, like a relationship household who reluctantly came to work.

The young warlock stared at the new investigator for a long time, but couldn't see anything, and continued to urge anxiously: "My brother and his colleagues have been in for 10 minutes..."

Zhang Yujin and Zhang Yu followed the young warlock into the entrance of the cave. Hei Wuchang leaned over and picked up the little pompom in the gray mist, and reached out and tapped it.

The little pompom instantly turned into a...a little curly-haired and lop-eared rabbit.

Heiwuchang picked up a branch and threw it into the gray mist on the ground, the branch turned into a small pompom.

Then Heiwuchang walked into the cave slowly with the lop-eared rabbit in his arms.