The Psychic Resurrection: Riding the Mirage

The crowd that was talking about everything soon disappeared, and the police officers solemnly dispersed everyone. When Hu Jiu arrived, he happened to see a person who was a little familiar-Qian Ying.

Qian Ying also saw Hu Jiu, and a look of joy flashed across his face, and he walked over quickly: "Mr. Hu, you are finally here."

Originally, Qian Ying should not have appeared in such an occasion, but there were unexpected events, and his superiors and leaders died, so he was temporarily transferred.

The tragedy of Linjiang City today was still vivid in his mind. Qian Ying was extremely afraid of people like ghost riders, but his face did not show any trace. Life is like a play, who is not an actor?

After a few polite greetings, Hu Jiu reminded: "Leave the supernatural events to me, you can just be on guard outside, don't go in casually, pay more attention to safety, and don't add meaningless sacrifices."

"Okay!" Hearing Hu Jiu say this, Qian Ying agreed without hesitation. He didn't expect Hu Jiu to be so considerate. Who would be willing to take risks when he has nothing to do? His mind towards ghost riders changed slightly. Perhaps not every ghost rider is so cruel and inhumane.

However, Hu Jiu only said it nicely. He walked into the blockade and used the mirage ghost to hide his body. He found a secluded corner and sat down to check his phone.

If he tried his best, he could indeed contain the ghost. After all, he still had the ghost book as a trump card. But it's not worth it, it's really not worth it.

Humans divide into countless circles of different sizes according to regions, races, skin colors, bloodlines, customs and other standards, and divide into different levels according to closeness and distance. Most of the conflicts and contradictions arise from this. Hu Jiu is very annoyed by this, so he only retains one core classification - himself, and everything except him.

He doesn't bother to think about insignificant people or things.

Liu Mingguang has a lot of good things in his hands, and it is estimated that he can hold on for a while. Hu Jiu is waiting outside. No matter how the situation changes, he has a way out. Anyway, he is just a novice ghost rider on the surface, and he can't find fault with not being able to solve such advanced supernatural events.

After an unknown amount of time, the ghostland in front of him suddenly underwent some unknown changes, slowly dissipating like the ebb tide.

Hu Jiu stood up in confusion. What happened? Did the ghost leave?

He cautiously stepped into the area originally covered by the ghostland. The surrounding environment did not change at all. The ghostland really dissipated, and the scene inside was also exposed.

Broken corpses fell on the ground in all directions. The corpses seemed to be corroded by acid, and the flesh was blurred. The ground was also bumpy, and some were filled with smelly blood, like a picture of Shura Purgatory.

The scope of the dark ghostland spread, affecting many ordinary people. Hu Jiu ignored the rotten corpses and quickly walked towards Liu Mingguang's mansion.

As soon as he approached, Hu Jiu found that Liu Mingguang's house seemed to have been uninhabited for more than ten years. There were signs of abandonment everywhere, and the furniture was rotten. Not only this place, everything in the ghostland has declined to a greater or lesser extent.

"The person is gone." Hu Jiu looked around, but did not see Liu Mingguang, nor did he smell his unique strange fragrance. Could it be that this bastard is still alive?

He is really lucky~

Hu Jiu continued to look around, and occasionally saw a few panicked survivors running around in panic. Fortunately, the darkness had receded, and someone reacted in time. They survived the disaster and ran out excitedly.

The police outside soon saw this scene and rushed in to clean up the mess.

Hu Jiu also came out, pretending to be exhausted in a very wretched way. Qian Ying approached and said with emotion: "Mr. Hu, thank you very much for your help!"

From Qian Ying's perspective, the ghost domain disappeared after Hu Jiu entered it, so it must be Hu Jiu's credit.

Hu Jiu did not deny Qian Ying's praise. He first secretly caused the disaster, and then stepped forward as a hero to save the suffering, so he became the savior. This kind of cliché routine is used by the protagonists of many novels and movies. The thick skin makes even a scum like Hu Jiu feel a little ashamed.

But he is ashamed and happy~

Dialing the satellite phone, Hu Jiu's tone just revealed a trace of regret and anger: "That ghost is too powerful. I tried my best but could only repel it temporarily. I failed to contain it in one fell swoop. If there was an extra ghost rider to help me at that time, I would definitely be able to detain it smoothly. By the way, why didn't the support from the headquarters arrive in time for such a long time? Do you know how serious the consequences will be if you let the ghost wander outside!"

It was still the familiar first-hand attack. When Lin Guangning heard this, he also felt that the headquarters was unreasonable. He weakened his momentum and explained it in a good voice.

The headquarters did spend a certain price to invite a powerful ghost rider, but not only Hu Jiu would delay time, but others would too. The ghost rider is still on the way, so he doesn't need to come now.

Hu Jiu accepted this explanation and spoke a few words from a moral high ground. Lin Guangning listened patiently. After Hu Jiu finished speaking, he kindly brought the topic back on track: "Please describe the ghost in detail and give it a code name based on its ability."

"The source ghost of this incident is tentatively rated as level B. It looks like the dried corpse of an old woman. It can move silently and carry corrosive liquid. People or objects that are contaminated by the liquid will decay. The ghost domain is pitch black with extremely low visibility. It is suspected to have a complex killing pattern. The specific ability is unknown, and the code name has not been thought of yet." This time Hu Jiu did not add water to the fake, and the ghost was not imprisoned by him. If it is encountered by others in the future, it will be easily exposed.

"It turned out to be another B-level ghost!" Lin Guangning on the other end of the phone was shocked and blurted out: "Then how did you solve the ghost?"

In theory, the operator should not ask this kind of question, because many ghost riders have many secrets and trump cards that they are unwilling to reveal. Digging deep will only increase the contradiction between the headquarters and the ghost riders for no reason.

Lin Guangning regretted what he said and immediately added: "If it involves your privacy, you can refuse to answer."

"This is not a private matter. I just fought hard. The ghost in my body almost revived, but in order to solve the supernatural events that endanger the people, this sacrifice is nothing. Unfortunately, my current state is very bad and I can't continue to take action in a short time..." Hu Jiu flattered himself vaguely. He didn't know how the ghost disappeared. It was probably something Liu Mingguang did.

Even if Liu Mingguang didn't die, he should be seriously injured. Where is he now?