"Reporting to headquarters, at No. 7 Middle School in Dachang City, a vengeful ghost has been discovered. It is grayish-black in color and has corrosive and decaying properties. It has been initially rated as Grade A. Zhou Zheng, the person in charge of Dachang City, has been captured by the ghost. Requesting support!"
Having unbuttoned his Interpol uniform, Zhou Zheng, who had already learned about the terrifying power of an A-level vengeful ghost with a ghost domain and the ability to move autonomously during his special training at the Ghost Tamer Special Training Base, had now abandoned all thoughts of survival.
The unique nature of the vengeful spirit within him prevented him from finding a second spirit that could control and counteract it. The Interpol agent, whose days were numbered and whose condition was extremely poor, looked at the group of teenagers below the stage and silently made up his mind.
"Even if it means death, I will stop this vengeful ghost and hold it off until headquarters arrives to rescue these young people!"
The rhythmic knocking of the vengeful ghost outside the door, along with the gradual decay of everything inside, made everyone realize the terror of the ghost. Just as Zhou Zheng decided to fight to the death, the boy named Yang Jian, who had previously attracted some of his attention, also stood up and shouted.
"Zhou Zheng's pattern is knocking on the door. Anyone who hears his knocking will be targeted and killed by him!"
There was no time to consider whether the boy's words were right or wrong, but thinking that if he could be rescued, he could also provide a reasonable supernatural rule. After shouting to the students to run away, he went straight to the knocking ghost, Luo Wensong.
Then, unsurprisingly, even after the starving ghost had drained Zhou Zheng of everything, it was still unable to resist the suppression of the knocking ghost.
Even though Zhou Zheng managed to hold out against the knocking ghost for a while, until the ghost was lured out by a new trigger of its killing rules, he was truly on the verge of death.
"Headquarters, this is Zhou Zheng. Additional information: The vengeful ghost's pattern is such that hearing a knock on the door means certain death, and contact with it means certain death! The ghost's strength is high! This is likely due to the resurgence of a vengeful ghost from the Republic of China era! Its growth potential is extremely high. Requesting high-end combat support!"
"The ghost infant is nearing resurrection. It has consumed too many ghosts within me, and its killing pattern has evolved to the point that anyone who sees it will die! Ah!"
The excruciating pain of the ghost infant tearing its body apart caused Zhou Zheng, who was trembling as he reported the situation, to let out a cry of agony.
Because it's unclear whether there are other supernatural phenomena at the scene, and whether the operators at headquarters might be cursed with certain death if they hear certain things.
Zhou Zheng, who considered himself to be of low strength, silently changed the communication method to information transmission.
Trembling as he managed to control himself, he sent his final message to headquarters. The ghost infant named Hungry Ghost finally crawled out of his stomach. The terrifying, bluish-black child glanced around and then raised its claws, looking at Zhou Zheng, who was now barely breathing.
The claws swung down, but just as they were about to touch Zhou Zheng, they were swung around by an arm that had grown a scarlet ghost eye.
After sensing the power contained in that ghost eye, its own current weakness, and the danger in the surrounding ghost realm, the ghost infant that had been knocked away from Zhou Zheng finally turned around and ran away elsewhere.
Yang Jian, who had already mastered the Ghost Eye, looked at Zhou Zheng, who had been disemboweled, with a pained and exhausted expression, his eyes filled with fear and complexity.
"I never imagined you'd become a Ghost Tamer. I wonder if you're lucky or unlucky..."
"But it's good, having controlled a vengeful spirit, I still have some power to resist, unlike ordinary people who can only silently wait to die."
"This is my Interpol's personal device. Press this button to switch modes. Once support from headquarters arrives, they should call to inquire. At that time, using this as a coordinate should help you survive. Keep struggling, kid."
As he uttered his last words, Zhou Zheng, whose life had finally come to an end, closed his eyes peacefully. Now, he could finally rest!
There's no need for me to force myself to stand at the forefront and withstand everything just because of my identity as an Interpol officer and my role as the person in charge!
Yang Jian glanced at the middle-aged man who had taught him the three laws of ghosts and could be considered his teacher, and memorized his appearance. Then, he picked up the Nokia-like phone, which was almost entirely made of gold, and ran wildly toward the location of his companion in the ghost realm.
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"Uncle Luo, slow down! I won't be around for many more years! Your plans have already begun, haven't they, Elder Qin?"
We already know what Luo Wensong wanted to do after his death. We also know that the Yin-Yang Road is located inside the golden gate of a Republican-era building in the Guanjiang residential area.
Just as Zhang Xianguang, who really wanted Luo Wensong to get his wish, was about to take action, he suddenly stopped.
"You're going to go yourself? You have that much confidence in him? Fine! Perfect, you're exactly what I need, you starving ghost..."
The bus, which had been traveling through the haunted land, suddenly turned, taking with it the ten ghost tamers who had come to work this month. It blurred the lines between the supernatural and reality, and appeared directly in the ghost realm of the knocking ghost.
Then, Yang Jian, who had gathered Wang Shanshan, Miao Xiaoshan, Zhang Wei and other classmates on the playground and was about to force himself to use his Ghost Domain to escape, saw a dilapidated bus that fell from the sky, burning with blood-red ghost fire. Just one glance from afar was enough to make his Ghost Eyes close on their own...
Blurring the lines between reality and the supernatural, it broke into the depths of the teaching building, directly leading a petite ghostly figure to Yang Jian and the others.
"What are you standing there for? Get in the car!"
The dim lights tore through the gloomy, ghostly atmosphere. The car door opened, and the driver waved to the students. After they boarded the bus, their hearts pounding and their legs trembling, the driver was terrified.
With the engines roaring, the group left the Seventh Middle School, which had long been shrouded in a ghostly aura.
Meanwhile, Luo Wensong's knocking ghost was also suspended at a distance by a copper coin, and arrived at Guanjiang Community, where it saw the gate cast in gold.
Perhaps Luo Wensong had already left his methods in his corpse, or perhaps it was human obsession that ultimately affected the vengeful ghost.
Knocking sounds echoed through the space, and the supernatural elements grew increasingly terrifying as they accumulated.
When Luo Wensong's curse of certain death upon knocking on a door reached a level that could easily annihilate any outsider, it became even more devastating.
The golden gate was opened by a scarlet, pale, and bony ghostly aura, which then welcomed Luo Wensong through the gate, allowing the old man to personally confront the endless stream of vengeful ghosts rushing towards the mortal realm.
The golden gate closed once more, shutting out the terrifying attack that could easily annihilate the aliens.
"I wonder how long Luo Laotou's methods will last. I hope that when I open this door again, he will have cleared a pure land for me that is enough to house the 12 stations of Hell."
A figure materialized from the void, emerging from the water molecules in the air. Lin Nian looked at the golden gate again and left a backup plan here, a backup plan to capture the Mirror Ghost.
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