"Bronze mirror with blood on the middle finger."
A trace of confusion flashed across Wang Jian's face: "Am I drawing a talisman?
With this ghost-suppressing talisman, what else do you need the bronze mirror and the blood on the middle finger?"
Shan Gao smiled and said, "Don't ask so many questions.
You will understand by yourself when the time comes."
"Why are you pretending to be mysterious with me?"
Wang Jian smiled and continued to draw the talisman.
After drawing several pictures in a row, Wang Jian's hands became more proficient and his speed began to increase.
An hour later, he had drawn a total of twenty ghost-suppressing charms.
After carefully putting away the ghost-suppressing charm, Wang Jian glanced at Mu Yan, who was lying motionless on the bed.
There were tears in the corners of Mu Yan's eyes, her breathing was even, and she was sleeping soundly.
Her pretty face looked very peaceful, her red lips were twitching, and her hands were nestled on her chest.
She looked very charming.
Wang Jian smiled, stepped forward and covered her with a quilt, looked at Shan Yao and said, "Let's go."
"Don't you want to take a rest?"
Shanjiao asked doubtfully.
Wang Jian shook his head: "I don't feel tired at all.
I'm ready to go to the haunted house and have a good fight."
After saying that, he closed the computer, left a note, and disappeared. in the room.
After leaving Mu Yan's house, Wang Jian and Shan Jie began to head to the downtown area.
When he arrived in the downtown area, it was just getting dark.
Wang Jian looked at his phone and saw that it was already past six o'clock.
He found a random place to sit down and began to wait for Director Ke to arrive.
"Little Taoist priest, can you tell your fortune?"
asked the old man selling Chaos Noodles at the side.
Wang Jian sniffed his nose and smiled: "I have an appointment today, so don't count.
Give me a bowl of Chaos."
"Okay."
The old man nodded and started making chaos for Wang Jian.
Wang Jian started chatting with him, and Shan Yao said from the side: "Ask him if there is a ghost king in Yulun City."
Wang Jian's face suddenly filled with black lines, thinking how could an old man selling chaos noodles know what the Ghost King was.
Although he thought so, he asked: "Uncle, do you know what weird things happened in Yulun Mountain?"
The old man was stunned, then looked around, and then whispered: "Little Taoist priest, your Mandarin is quite standard, but I can tell that you are not from Yulun."
"How do you say this?"
"It's nothing.
You are not from Yulun.
There is something strange about Yulun that you definitely don't know about."
Wang Jian smiled and said nothing.
He wanted to know what the old man was going to say next.
The old man paused and said, "Speaking of weird things, the thing I'm going to talk about is very weird.
Even when I say it myself, I feel like my hairs are standing on end and I'm breaking out in a cold sweat."
"Say it quickly."
A trace of excitement flashed in Wang Jian's eyes. .
"There is an abandoned paper mill in the western suburbs of the city.
People often commit suicide there.
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Someone dies there every one or two months.
The police can't find anything.
It is said that the place is very weird.
There was once a boss who wanted to buy it. , but he was too scared to buy it after seeing a ghost with his own eyes, so the factory is still empty, and no one dares to go there.
Last month, a woman committed suicide there, and the reason has not yet been found. ” "So people who commit suicide there don't commit suicide.
It's because they were killed by ghosts.
That place is haunted, right?"
"Of course it's true."
The old man nodded, then waved his hand and said: "Little Taoist priest, I advise you, you must not go there, you must not go there.
It is said that last time an old monk went there to liberate some undead soul. , and he died for no reason, and now everyone is talking about that paper factory with disdain
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Wang Jian smiled and said: "Thank you, I have no plans to go, I just asked.
After all, I still think my life is quite valuable."
At this moment, a figure walked towards Wang Jian.
Wang Jian looked up and saw that it was Director Ke.
Director Ke smiled and said: "Daoist Master Ling came so early.
I was even an hour early.
I didn't expect you to have already arrived."
"You came quite early, it's not yet seven o'clock."
Wang Jian smiled: "Would you like a bowl of Chaos?"
"No, no, I've already eaten at home."
Director Ke smiled and stood aside watching Wang Jian eat Chaos.
Wang Jian finished eating Chaos and burped: "When we are full, let's go."
Director Ke quickly said: "My car is over there, I'll take you there."
"Wait a minute, come with me to buy something first."
Wang Jian said calmly.
Director Ke accompanied Wang Jian for a walk around the downtown area and found several shops before Wang Jian bought the bronze mirror.
Then the two set off for the villa in Phoenix Mountain.
Phoenix Mountain is located on the outskirts of Tianhua District.
The villa is at the foot of the mountain, opposite Tianshui Lake.
Not far from Tianshui Lake is the towering Yulun Mountains.
The scenery is unparalleled.
Director Ke drove the car to the door of the villa and stopped, saying, "Taoist Master Ling, I won't go in.
I've seen that ghost once.
It's so scary.
He was wearing black clothes and holding a handful of The ax has blood all over his face, you must be careful."
Wang Jian smiled and said, "I understand.
You go back first.
I'll call you when it's done."
After saying that, he opened the door and got out of the car.
"Okay, then I'll wait for the good news from Director Ling."
Director Ke seemed a little scared, his eyes full of panic.
What he didn't notice at this time was that a black face appeared in the rearview mirror of the car.
Seeing Director Ke start the car and leave, Wang Jian ducked into the villa.
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The villa covers a large area and is surrounded by gardens.
In front of the door of the villa is a Venus statue several meters high, which is full of romanticism.
Looking up at the villa in front of him, Wang Jian frowned and murmured: "So angry."
Shanjiao, who was following Wang Jianjing, nodded: "I'm afraid there is more than one evil spirit with this anger."
Wang Jian raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said with a smile: "I'm here.
I'm really looking forward to how much I can devour this time."
"Don't be complacent, be careful.
There is a ghost king here.
I feel that this anger is a bit weird."
Shan Yao said in a low voice.
"What are you afraid of?
We have prepared the blood on the middle finger and the bronze mirror, as well as my ghost-suppressing talisman."
Wang Jian said, taking out the talisman he drew from his pocket: "If these can't deal with them, I'll rely on you then. ” The villa has four floors.
There are exquisite dormer windows on the roof, which are carved with patterns everywhere.
It looks very elegant and fresh.
The whole villa is light blue and brightly colored.
There is also a large garden behind it, but It was late winter and there was no color in the garden.
Wang Jian took out the key given to him by Director Ke, then opened the door and walked in.
Stepping on the light red carpet, Wang Jian ducked and walked upstairs.
The handrails of the stairs were dark gold, and the steps were covered with a layer of furry material, which was soft to walk on.
Wang Jian went directly to the fourth floor.
There was an observation deck on the fourth floor.
Strangely, a figure was reflected on the transparent table of the observation deck, a light black figure
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