The streets returned to calm, and the ghosts continued to stroll, shop, and do business, as if the thrilling chaos just now was just an insignificant farce.
Siming took his cotton-padded jacket to the restaurant to eat and listen to gossip.
I had my meal, but didn’t hear the gossip I wanted to hear.
The food in Ghost Street is real food, just like the various foods that the living use to worship the dead. What ghosts eat is the same as what living people eat.
Outside, ghosts may only be able to eat by smelling food, but in the small world, they can eat real food.
Cotton-padded jacket was absent-minded while eating, because there were delicious foods all around her and she was greedy.
From time to time, she glanced at Sima Ming with a resentful look and asked, "Why can't I eat it?"
Siming held the person from beginning to end and did not dare to let go.
He didn't even look into her eyes, fearing that if he couldn't hold it in any longer and let go, they would both die.
The ghosts eat and also like to chat and gossip.
But they only talked about things before death and wishes after death, and there was not a single word about the ghost street.
Siming came out of the restaurant disappointed, and vaguely inquired about the place where the captured evil spirits might be sent, and sneaked there with his cotton jacket.
The purpose is naturally to find someone.
Siming guessed that if his three men were caught and taken to Ghost Street, they would most likely be locked up there.
Of course, this is the best-case scenario.
Sima Ming didn't dare to think of the worst scenario.
However, after asking around, I found out that in the past, due to management and suppression, there had never been any incidents of evil spirits appearing in Ghost Street.
It has always been peaceful.
There is not a single thief.
Therefore, there is no place in Ghost Street that specifically deals with these matters, nor are there places like prisons or public security bureaus in the human world.
However, there have been several incidents of evil spirits causing trouble recently, and the temporary guard team will send the evil spirits to the street office for temporary detention.
The street office is where the Ghost Street management is stationed.
It is equivalent to an office where humans work.
But this place has never been used.
Ghost Street is managed in Ghost Street. Ghost Street is very long, a long street that seems to never end.
Management is right down the street, everywhere.
No one has ever seen it, and no one knows who it is, what it looks like, when it will appear, or how it will disappear.
The guards send the evil spirits to the street office, and the management committee will take over.
It happened silently, and no one knew when it went away or how it was dealt with.
As long as you see that the evil spirit is gone, it means that the management has come.
However, when the temporary guard team sent today's evil spirit away, they found that the evil spirit that caused trouble last time was still inside.
The ghosts were very surprised.
But he didn't dare to publicize this matter.
But they all keenly sensed that something was wrong.
There have been rumors circulating in Ghost Street recently that something has gone wrong with the management. They thought that it might not be a rumor.
The ghosts left with a look of trepidation and worry, their faces pale and their steps unsteady.
There were no guards at the subdistrict office.
Because there is nothing here, and everyone is afraid of the management and dare not enter at will.
After the temporary guard team left, Si Ming sneaked in with his cotton jacket.
Apart from the two locked-up evil spirits, the room was empty. Apart from the four walls, there wasn't even a table or chair.
But it’s very big inside, even bigger than the ten-story department store in Jinghai City, taller and bigger.
From the outside, it looks like a small bungalow of only 40 or 50 square meters.
There are no floors, no partitions, and not even a pillar in the middle of the house.
Apart from the four walls, there is only a ten-story roof.
Looking up, I feel dizzy.
There is a door but no windows.
The walls were black, the roof was black, there were no lights, but it was bright inside, as bright as day.
It should be the mustard seed space.
Two evil spirits were tied to a wall.
One ghost and one chain.
One end of the chain was in the wall and the other end was around their necks.
The evil ghost looks very fierce, not in appearance, but in expression.
His eyes were blood red, with no black or white visible, only a bloodthirsty red, and he bared his teeth like a wild beast.
The complexion appears abnormally dark.
There is still a strong evil aura on his body.
When he saw Siming and Mian'ao, he ignored the chain around his neck and struggled and roared desperately.
The cotton-padded jacket is not afraid, the eyes are shining, and I want to eat.
Siming tightened his cotton jacket while looking at the two evil spirits.
I found that they are different from ordinary evil spirits.
For a wandering soul to evolve into an evil ghost, it must accumulate enough evil spirits, resentment, and ghostly spirits, and be contaminated by enough sins and karma.
But these two don't, they are like the difference between wild and artificially bred.
They did not go through a long transformation process, but were directly ripened into evil spirits using feed.
It has the form of a ghost, but not its abilities.
So a temporary guard team formed by a few ordinary ghosts can take them down.
Unable to see anything else, Si Ming asked Mian Ao to start eating.
The cotton-padded jacket was so excited that it ate one by one.
But the soul that was "pulled out" dissipated in less than a second.
Sima Ming was slightly surprised. The souls and bodies were dispersing, which meant that their three souls and seven spirits were incomplete.
Can a ghost without three souls and seven spirits become an evil ghost?
He couldn't figure it out and there was no clue he was looking for here, so he left with his cotton jacket.
They were just wandering around the street, and other ghosts were walking like that too, aimlessly.
The sky is still bright and the sun is shining.
Siming glanced at his watch and found that the hands did not move.
I don’t know how much time has passed, and I don’t know if there is day or night here.
The ghosts here know nothing and have nowhere else to go except for one street.
I really feel like I don't know where to start when I want to find someone.
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