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A: This is a joke from Mr. Zhang.

B: Let Mr. Zhang ask Zhang Jinqiang to dispel the rumors.

Two options appeared on the TV screen again, and a series of tiny words appeared below option B to introduce it.

"I don't know which black-hearted paparazzi spread the rumor that the Central Building was a haunted house in front of Forty, which made the tenants of the building panic. The owner of the building, Zhao's Angel Charity Foundation, specially issued this task..."

"…After choosing option B, Mr. Zhang will let Zhang Jinqiang explore every corner of the Central Building alone. Tonight, we will find out what is true and what is false. Friendly reminder, it will be the 21st century soon, and we must be scientific in everything!"

"Choose B!"

The audience watching TV immediately made a phone call and started voting after listening to a series of sponsor advertisements.

Just one minute.

Voting is over,

Option B wins.

The main goal is to watch the fun and not mind the trouble.

Lin Zhengying and the other six people who were watching the show on the car TV outside the Central Building frowned, feeling that human hearts were unpredictable.

"Oh, Amitabha, good, good..."

Master Jingyuan put his hands together with a complicated expression and chanted the Buddha's name. Chen Agou curled his lips and said, "Okay, stop sighing, let's go. The other party hasn't made a move on Zhang Jinqiang for a while, but it doesn't mean that everything will be fine. You know, Xiaolan is about to give birth."

After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent. They naturally knew that Zhang Jinqiang's wife Xiaolan was about to give birth, and they also knew that it would take at most seven days.

They were sure that within the next seven days, the fierce ghost Redwood would find a way to take over the fetus in Xiaolan's belly.

"Get ready and get off the bus later."

Lin Zhengying, who had become the leader of the six, frowned and said something. Everyone nodded and began to chant together to perform the Breath-Resisting Spell and Turtle Breathing Seal that Zhao Zheng had given them in advance.
As well as the invisibility talisman and the breath-concealing technique!
With the casting of spells and the sticking of talismans, the car instantly became empty. However, because the talisman was drawn by Zhao Zheng, they could see each other.

"Tsk, if you ask me, the six of us combined are not afraid of even ten Redwood Ghosts, let alone one. Mr. Zhao is still too cautious." Chen Agou said with a smile, just as Taoist Qianhe loves to laugh.

Master Danyang frowned and said, "Let's be more careful. After all, we have been searching for seven days and still haven't found the ghost den."

As he spoke, he felt much more balanced. It turned out that it wasn't just him who was incapable of doing so, but that no one was. No one could find the ghost in the Central Building.

"Okay, let's go."

Lin Zhenying frowned and spoke, and as Aunt Pearl opened the car door, everyone got out and headed towards the security room inside the gate of Central Building.

Inside the security room, Zhang Jinqiang looked blankly at the small camera that Director Zhang handed to him. The camera was obviously a foreign product.

"Me, looking for a ghost?"

"I'm not looking for ghosts. It's almost the 21st century now. We should use science to do everything. I..." Mr. Zhang paused.
Listening to the prompts in the headset, he continued, "I received news that the paparazzi came to the building tonight to deliberately play a prank. I just asked you to find the paparazzi. And as I said just now, there have been paparazzi deliberately blackmailing our building recently, affecting our business. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have announced the resumption of the previous business hours."

"But……"

"No buts. Even if you don't want to do it, there are plenty of people who will do it. Um, you Fatty, right? Come here." Director Zhang frowned and slammed the table, then waved to the Fatty who was eavesdropping in the monitoring room outside the door.

"Mr. Zhang, that's not what I meant!"

Zhang Jinqiang's face turned pale, and the smile on Mr. Zhang's face eased as he waved to the fat man who was about to open the door.

"..."

I don’t want to lose face!
The fat man who opened the door widened his eyes, but unfortunately Mr. Zhang was not Lai Xi. The fat man had no ability and did not dare to fire a shot at the other party.

He closed the door quietly and left with a wry smile. Director Zhang smiled with satisfaction and pointed at the small camera on the table and outside the door.

"Okay, go now. Don't ask them to come with you. Just go by yourself, so as not to alarm the paparazzi with the noise."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Jinqiang lowered his head with an unnatural smile and picked up the small camera on the table, just like when he faced his aggressive father-in-law and chose to work in the bra factory.

After walking out of the room, Zhang Jinqiang said hello to Uncle Han and others in the monitoring room, as well as some new colleagues, and started looking for the prankster.

“It’s quite advanced…”

Looking at the operating instructions of the small camera, Zhang Jinqiang opened it according to the instructions and started shopping in the mall with the small camera in hand.

Lin Zhengying and six others followed closely behind, frowning as they looked around and at Zhang Jinqiang who was being filmed by a small camera in front of them.

"Has his fate been changed?"

Master Jingyuan asked curiously. Since he had pasted the sound transmission talisman in advance, he was not afraid that the sound would be heard by Zhang Jinqiang.

"No, almost."

Lin Zhengying frowned, and Lin Zhenying followed up, "Yes, according to his false fortune, his extremely yin fate should have been gone long ago, but he was always just a little short of it."

The so-called false fortune means that the momentum of the people's petition is false and not a sincere wish. Of course, it is false, but it has changed Zhang Jinqiang's fate.

Zhang Jinqiang's extremely yin fate has improved a lot, and he will no longer be as unlucky as before. The principle is just like the saying goes, there is no God in the world, but when more people believe in it, God will appear.

Although the population of Hong Kong is not as large as that of the mainland, with the blessing of the wishes of most ordinary people in Hong Kong, it is enough to change people's destiny.

"Indeed, and have you noticed, sometimes, even if his experiences are not manipulated by the audience, his experiences will not be very good. I always wonder if he owed some debt in his previous life!" Chen Agou frowned.

"In the last life... huh?"

Aunt Pearl frowned and said, "There is a ghost." The next moment, a ghost figure quietly emerged from the ground and kept waving at Zhang Jinqiang in front of him and calling his name.

"Zhang Jinqiang~"

"Zhang Jinqiang~"

"Zhang Jinqiang~"

"Who is calling me..."

Zhang Jinqiang subconsciously wanted to turn around, but was tripped by Lin Zhengying who was one step faster than him.

Bang!
"Shit, what tripped me? Oh no, the camera..."

Zhang Jinqiang, who subconsciously protected the small camera, fell and became dizzy, while Master Jingyuan took out the ghost catching bag in his hand and quickly came to the ghost and opened it.

bang——

A slight scream was heard accompanied by faint smoke rising up. Master Jingyuan picked up the talisman paper and quickly stuck it on the ghost-catching bag and stuffed it into his wide sleeves.

Everything happened in a flash, and it was difficult for ordinary people to notice it, not to mention that at this moment Zhang Jinqiang's mind was full of whether the small camera was okay. He lay on the ground and quickly checked the small camera. When he found that there was nothing wrong, he was relieved.

"It's not broken!"

It was really bad. He felt that the work of the next few months might be in vain. Just as he was thinking about it, he heard Uncle Han's voice coming from the intercom.

"Is the small camera okay?"

"It's okay. By the way, I just..."

"It's okay, get up quickly. Why are you lying on the ground alone?"

Uncle Han's voice sounded again, but this time Zhang Jinqiang felt a chill in his heart. He subconsciously pressed the intercom and replied.

"one person?"

"Haha, Uncle Han lied to you. It was Fatty who called you just now. Who knew you would be so frightened? Fatty, why don't you come out quickly?"

The laughing voice of Mr. Hong Kong Province came from the intercom. Zhang Jinqiang just sat up when he saw the fat man coming to him with a chuckle and holding out his hand.

"You're not hurt, are you?"

"No, but..."

Zhang Jinqiang frowned as he looked at the fat man who was sweating and breathing heavily. The fat man looked puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay. Why are you here? Didn't Mr. Zhang tell me to check it alone?" Zhang Jinqiang stood up and said.

"Brother, you can't be so rigid. If you really run into someone who plays a prank on you, do you think you can beat him with your physique? At the critical moment, you still have to rely on my ability!"

The fat man smiled with his eyes narrowed, showing off his greasy biceps. Zhang Jinqiang nodded helplessly: "Yes, you can crush the opponent to death with your weight alone. Damn, wait, the small camera should not record your voice, what if then..."

"It's okay, it's okay. I've seen this camera at my uncle's house. It can only record people, not sound."

"So weird?"

Zhang Jinqiang looked confused. The fat man smiled, waved his hand and said, "It's a foreign thing." Then he came closer to Zhang Jinqiang and said.

"It's okay if there's no sound. We'll beat up that mischievous paparazzi first, and then when the police ask about it, we can say that he was the one who scolded us first..."

Zhang Jinqiang rolled his eyes. The fat man laughed and patted Zhang Jinqiang on the shoulder: "Let's go, let's find the prankster quickly. This building is so big, we may not be able to find him even in the daytime."

"Ok!"

Zhang Jinqiang nodded, and the two began to search along the mall. Lin Zhengying and the other six people following closely behind them frowned slightly.

"Something's wrong. This ghost was obviously sent here to ruin Zhang Jinqiang's fortune." Lin Zhenying frowned slightly.

The reason why they said that Zhang Jinqiang's fortune was weakened was because they found that the ghost caught by Master Jingyuan was very weak, so weak that the ghost could only weaken Zhang Jinqiang's fortune by calling people.

This is to make Zhang Jinqiang see a ghost. Of course, it is also possible that the ghost is deliberately playing a prank, but they don't think it is likely.
Because it's such a coincidence.

"Be careful. Also, follow them separately and protect them both." Lin Zhengying gave the order, and everyone nodded and stopped hanging behind Zhang Jinqiang, and instead surrounded Zhang Jinqiang.

Everything was fine until Zhang Jinqiang and his companion walked up the mall stairs to the office building on the eighth floor.

"I'm going to use the bathroom."

Zhang Jinqiang put the small camera on the sink and said something, pointing to the bathroom next to him and speaking to the fat man. Seeing the fat man nod, he walked towards the bathroom and came out.

"I'm going to the bathroom too, wait for me."

"Okay, go ahead."

Zhang Jinqiang smiled and said, until he saw the fat man go into the toilet, his brows furrowed, he found a problem,
That is, he seemed to have never seen Fatty and the others in the bathroom or locker room, or the people in the mall.

Zhang Jinqiang felt puzzled and frowned in thought. Just as he was about to pick up the small camera, he heard Uncle Han's voice on the intercom.

"Zhang Jinqiang, your wife called you!"

"what?"

Zhang Jinqiang asked subconsciously, and Uncle Han's voice sounded again from the intercom: "What? Where's Fatty? Why didn't I see Fatty on the surveillance camera? Is he slacking off again?"

"No, Uncle Han, didn't you just say that my wife called me?" Zhang Jinqiang was stunned and looked up at the surveillance camera in the corner of the wall.

Uncle Han's slightly puzzled voice came from the intercom: "Did you hear it wrong? Weren't you the one who spoke to me on the intercom first?"

"Yeah, didn't you say something first?"

"Yeah, did you hear wrong?"

Xiao Ding and Mr. Hong Kong's voices rang out from the intercom one after another, causing Zhang Jinqiang to scratch his ears in confusion and then smiled, "Maybe my wife is about to give birth, so I'm a little too nervous."

"Why are you so nervous? What's wrong?"

The fat man who had just finished using the toilet asked in confusion. Zhang Jinqiang rolled his eyes and said helplessly, "You didn't bring a walkie-talkie."

"Hey, I forgot."

"Let's go."

"Okay, don't go to the elevator, let's take the stairs."

The fat man reached out and grabbed Zhang Jinqiang who was about to take the elevator and said, "What if the other party is hiding in the stairs? Wouldn't we be wrong?"

"Ah."

The two continued their inspection and saw that the six people including Lin Zhengying who were protecting Zhang Jinqiang had frowned, and Master Danyang also frowned.

"It should be the other party who took action just now."

"That boy?"

"Maybe."

Chen Agou frowned. They naturally heard that it was not Uncle Han who asked Zhang Jinqiang to go downstairs at the beginning, but a ghost!
"But why did Uncle Han and the others react so quickly? Could it be that A Zheng came?" Aunt Zhenzhu asked curiously.

"Don't worry about it, just keep up and don't give the other party the chance to run into Zhang Jinqiang." Lin Zhengying spoke, and everyone continued to keep up.

at the same time,

The Hong Kong and provincial audiences in front of the TV were already going wild, not because of anything else, but because of who had just called someone "fat".

"Shit, this building isn't really haunted."

"That voice just now was obviously not Fatty's."

"It's definitely not the fat guy!"

The audience was talking about it, and some paparazzi secretly thought it was a good opportunity and hurried to write their articles. However, zztv, which is owned by Zhao Enterprises, was faster in refuting the rumors.

"Don't believe in rumors, don't spread them. The change in sound just now can actually be explained by the principle of sound propagation..."

Security monitoring room downstairs.

"Mr. Zhao, what just happened was..."

Uncle Han swallowed and thought about the two strange things that Zhang Jinqiang had encountered, and asked Zhao Zheng who was sitting on a chair watching the surveillance. Zhao Zheng said without turning his head.

"The show effect, there's nothing I can do. Zhang Jinqiang's life has been too peaceful in recent days, and the ratings have dropped a bit. Also, your acting skills should be improved, otherwise I won't be happy with the salary I'm paying..." "Yes, yes, yes..."

Uncle Han and the others nodded quickly. Zhao Zheng glanced at Uncle Han and the others, and his gaze lingered on Mr. Hong Kong Province, whose brow was dark.

"You go too, and train with them."

"Yes, Mr. Zhao."

Mr. Hong Kong nodded with a smile and ran out of the security room quickly. Zhao Zheng waved his hand and waited for Uncle Han and others to go to the next room.

He said to the air beside him, or rather, to the female ghost Ajuan: "How is it, have you seen the little ghost in red?"

He said that when his soul went to heaven, he saw Ajuan who was beaten with a knife because she mistook her sideburns for hair.

Then, he naturally took Ajuan in and made her his handyman, and he also bought the house with gold.

"No, but there are a lot of wandering ghosts in the building tonight. I asked them where they came from, and they said they didn't know. And..." Ajuan frowned and scratched her head as she fell into thought.

Zhao Zheng didn't interrupt, because Ajuan was silly to begin with. Ajuan thought about it and said with her eyes shining.

"But the building smells so good tonight!"

"fragrant?"

Zhao Zheng's spirit left his body and sniffed a few times, then returned to his body with a frown and looked at A Juan: "Can you find the location of the fragrance?"

"I can't find it, and some ghosts suddenly disappear while walking..." Ajuan's face was full of fear, and she looked at Zhao Zheng eagerly.

"Got it. You can go back now. Wait a minute before you leave. Come, smell this. Is it this kind of fragrance?"

Zhao Zheng took out the incense that the land god in the zombie copy gave him. Ajuan leaned over to sniff it, shook her head and nodded, feeling the pain.

"A bit similar, but different, specifically..."

Ajuan fell into thought again. Zhao Zheng waved his hand in disdain. After Ajuan left, he looked at the empty space outside the window and said.

"How about it?"

"Can't find the ghost den."

The female ghost Zhang Amei appeared through the wall and said with a frown. Zhao Zheng nodded, took out a bank card from his pocket and handed it over.

"Give."

"..."

"You're about to be reincarnated, but your parents are still a long way off. Take this and buy some food and daily necessities for your parents."

Zhao Zheng said with a smile, and the ghost girl Zhang Amei nodded and said thank you, then looked at the building in front of her, frowning: "This building gives me a very dangerous feeling, I don't want you to stay here."

"I see. Okay, you go back first."

Zhao Zheng waved his hand. The female ghost Zhang A Mei shook her head and said, "I'll look for her again," then she disappeared through the wall.

"Tsk, you stinky man, you only know how to deceive female ghosts."

A slightly unhappy voice sounded, and Zhao Zheng looked at Sister Xia and Xiaoqian who came through the wall and asked with a smile.

"How about it?"

"I can't find it. Even Xiaoqian can't find it."

Sister Xia spoke, sitting on Zhao Zheng's thighs familiarly. Zhao Zheng speechlessly stretched out his hand to push her away: "She's outside, Xia."

"Axia?"

When we were alone, you still called me baby!

Sister Xia pouted and glared at Zhao Zheng. Zhao Zheng speechlessly reached out and slapped Sister Xia's butt, making a "slapping" sound.

"You guys go back first, ok? Be obedient!"

"I know. Be careful." ×2
Sister Xia and Xiaoqian looked at Zhao Zheng worriedly, then left. The smile on Zhao Zheng's face disappeared, and he looked at the surveillance camera with an expressionless face again.

fifth floor,

stair.

"Slow down, bro. I can't take it anymore."

The fat man was bent over holding the handrail of the stairs, breathing heavily. Zhang Jinqiang climbed up the next step and looked back with a smile.

"Fat man, it's time for you to lose weight."

“I am losing weight!”

"...Are you sure? I remember you ate three big bowls of rice at night?" Zhang Jinqiang asked with a twitching mouth.

"How can you lose weight if you don't eat enough?"

The fat man panted without raising his head. Zhang Jinqiang was slightly distracted. To be honest, what the fat man said made a lot of sense.

Pooh,
There is a reason.

Zhang Jinqiang looked at the fat man speechlessly. He felt that there was a high probability that the fat man would never be able to bear himself being thin.

"To put it bluntly, it's just greed!"

A voice suddenly sounded from above, scaring the two of them. When they looked up at the source of the voice and found that it was Mr. Hong Kong Province, Zhang Jinqiang and the others said unhappily.

"People scare people. They scare people to death, you know that!"

"Hey, I haven't scared you yet."

Mr. Hong Kong Province said with a big grin, Zhang Jinqiang and the other two rolled their eyes. The fat man asked, "Why are you here too?"

"I... Uncle Han said that he saw a figure on the surveillance camera on the 13th floor, and asked me to come over to inform you and help you take him down."

Mr. Hong Kong Province listened to the prompting in the headset and grinned. Zhang Jinqiang raised his head and looked at the stairs above with a frown.

"Thirteenth floor?"

"Yes, let's go, let's take the elevator, hurry up."

Mr. Hong Kong Province spoke with a smile, Zhang Jinqiang and the other man nodded, and the six people who were in charge of protecting Lin Zhengying frowned and were about to follow when they heard Zhao Zheng's voice coming from the headset.

"Come down, don't follow me."

"it is good……"

The six people looked at each other and chose to go downstairs. Zhao Zheng in the monitoring room looked at Zhang Jinqiang and the other two who were talking and laughing in the elevator.
Until the three of them went to the thirteenth floor to check and Lin Zhengying and his six companions came down, nothing happened to Zhang Jinqiang and his three companions.

"Why don't you make a move? When did the fierce ghost Redwood become so cunning?" Zhao Zheng was puzzled.
According to the original novel, Mr. Hong Sheng died simply because he cursed ghosts, and then he was choked to death by the fierce ghost Redwood. This shows that the other party was not very kind.

But now, Zhao Zheng has already withdrawn Lin Zhengying and six others, giving the other party a chance. Why don't they take action?

"Could it be that Master Jingyuan was catching ghosts and scared this fierce ghost Redwood?" Zhao Zheng thought to himself and looked at Lin Zhengying and the other six people who came in.

"No need to protect him, let's attack the enemy's lair directly tonight!"

"Old Nest, Mr. Zhao, have you found the ghost den?"

"Where is the location of the ghost den?"

"Master, how did you find it?"

Lin Zhengying and the other six asked one after another, and Zhao Zheng shook his head with a strange look on his face: "The old nest I'm talking about is not this old nest."

"What kind of nest is that?" ×6
Lin Zhengying and his six companions looked puzzled. After waiting for more than 20 minutes, they arrived at Tsim Sha First Hospital with strange expressions on their faces.

The six people looked through the one-way glass with blank expressions at Xiaolan in the office who was being advised by the doctor to have an early caesarean section. Then they looked at each other in silence, and then looked at Zhao Zheng with complicated and strange eyes.

"Just tell me if it counts as a lair."

"..."×6
Don't say

It really is the old nest.

Lin Zhengying and the other six looked at each other, except for Master Jingyuan, who all frowned. Zhao Zheng smiled and said, "Don't worry, these few days are the due date, and I have already mentioned this when I signed the contract with them..."

Lin Zhengying and the other four nodded. Master Jingyuan chanted the Buddha's name with a sigh: "Amitabha, Mr. Zhao is thoughtful."

Zhao Zheng smiled and said nothing. He just looked at Xiaolan who was chatting with the attending doctor in the office. Hearing Xiaolan's unwilling words, his eyebrows raised slightly.

As the exhaust fan on the ceiling of the office slowly blew out different gases, Xiaolan frowned and nodded, "Okay, I agree. Hey, my stomach hurts so much..."

Xiaolan covered her stomach with a look of pain and almost slipped off the chair. The doctor quickly supported Xiaolan and shouted to the door.

"Nurse, nurse..."

"coming……"

Swah——

Lin Zhengying and the other six were about to go forward to check on Xiaolan, but they felt their vision blur and the scene around them changed.
What comes into view is no longer the one-way glass through which offices can be seen, but the Central buildings filled with dim green light.

The kind that's creepy to look at.

"wake up!"

A shout, like thunder and drum, carrying the mighty force of righteousness, rang in their ears. When Lin Zhengying and the other six people came to their senses, their expressions changed.

"A ghost covering your eyes?"

"No, it's a ghost cave!"

Zhao Zheng looked at the mist carrying a pale green light that was rapidly retreating to the surroundings, and reached out to grab Lin Zhengying and Lin Zhenying.

"You two follow me. Xiaolan will be left to you four." Zhao Zheng's voice rang out along with a flash of golden light.

When the sound disappeared, Master Danyang, Master Jingyuan, Chen Agou and Aunt Zhenzhu who were left behind only saw a fleeting glimpse of the Eight Trigrams.

……

The golden Bagua flashed by, and Zhao Zheng and Lin Zhengying appeared in front of a familiar yet unfamiliar building.

"This……"

"demon……"

"Such a huge den of evil..."

"Damn it, how many people have died here!"

Lin Zhengying and Lin Zhenying looked at the darkness in horror except for the Central Building, and there were ghostly shadows attacking from all directions.

"finally found you."

Zhao Zheng looked at the Central Building in front of him, or rather the ghost cave, and it seemed that the dense glass windows on the upper floors of the Central Building slowly lit up with scarlet light.
Like a pair of scarlet eyes.

At the same time, the rolling evil spirits and demonic spirits that seemed to materialize all around began to rise up.

It turned into white mist and emerged from the ground, but in the blink of an eye, it spread to the calves of Zhao Zheng and the other two.

"walk into!"

"Okay."×2
Lin Zhengying and the other man nodded, touched the weapons they had been carrying, and the three of them walked side by side towards the gate of the Central Building.

Just walking, Zhao Zheng helplessly looked at Lin Zhengying and Lin Zhenying who passed him in a few steps and protected him on the left and right.

"Don't try to be stubborn when you're old."

Zhao Zheng reached out and grabbed the two men’s shoulders, pulling them behind him with both hands. At the same time, he stretched out his hands.
Push open the closed door of the Central Building.

The next moment, Zhao Zheng felt his vision blurry. When he opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that the environment had changed. He had not entered the Central Building.
Instead, he appeared in a dungeon with a large iron door. He frowned at the child in the dungeon, then looked at himself, and then at the person next to him.

Ding, congratulations on unlocking a new profession: Cult Soldier.

Occupation: Cult Soldier

Kill: 0.8
Defense: 0.8
Flash: 0.8
Skills: None

"The illusion of the past brought by the ghost den?"

Zhao Zheng frowned and scratched his head, looking at his fellow soldier who was yawning beside him: "Come, let me show you something good."

"Good stuff? You brought cigarettes?"

"No."

Zhao Zheng shook his head and said, "Look carefully at my hand." He stretched out his left hand and covered the other person's eyes with his palm. When the other person wanted to lean back to regain his sight, he clenched his right fist and hit the other person's throat.

bang...

Click...

"A bit weak, then start killing!"

Looking at his colleague who was twitching on the ground, Zhao Zheng raised his left foot and kicked the back of his neck, ignoring the pain in his right hand.
He quickly took out the dagger from the opponent's waist, looked at the dark passage ahead, and then looked at the dungeon behind him.
Or,

The big iron gate from which children's voices came...

(End of this chapter)