Deadly appointment: I was dug out by Ma Xiaoling

"Amitabha!"

Yuan Huairen held a Zen staff in his right hand and bowed with his left hand, "Inspector, please rest assured that it will be handed over to the poor monk, my Buddha is merciful, and I am willing to spend more time for this place." "

"If the poor monk guessed correctly, many people have died here before, so they turned into ghosts."

Hearing this, He Fannie was surprised.

"The master really has a level, and there have indeed been many deaths here before. Decades ago, Dongying invaded Xiangjiang, and the underground was the Imperial Club, and the place where we stood was the camp. "

"Later, Dongying was defeated, and all the soldiers killed themselves en masse, and their bodies were buried in the ground."

Ma Xiaoling pursed her lips on the side, "What ability can a monk have, it's just that he is a human teacher, and everything he can see is the most basic!" "

What Yuan Huairen said, as long as there is a little Taoism, you can see it.

However, it is enough to amaze ordinary people, especially He Fanni, who has never seen a real master.

"First of all, how much is the bounty?"

Ma Xiaoling asked, she cared most about money.

He Fanny held out two fingers.

"Two hundred thousand?" Ma Xiaoling frowned, "It's a little little, but it's okay." "

"No, it's 20,000 yuan!" He Fanny shook her head.

"Twenty thousand is a bit less, isn't it?" Ma Xiaoling was stunned, she originally thought it was 200,000, but she didn't expect it to be only 20,000.

"It's a lot, and the start-up capital of the police department is not enough, it's all taxpayers' money." Hotfanie explained.

In this day and age, 20,000 yuan is a lot of money.

However, Ma Xiaoling is catching ghosts in the rich in the Demon Gang, and there are hundreds of thousands, millions, which is not a level at all.

Because the rich have money, and they cherish their lives, but the police department uses only state money, and the funds are not much.

Even if it is to arrest a wanted criminal, it is usually a bonus of several thousand yuan.

"Miss Ma, this is serving the country, the important thing is not the money, but the appreciation of the country." He Fanny said seriously.

"Don't talk to me about this, just about money!"

Ma Xiaoling's face was expressionless, and He Fanni was speechless.

Han Feng showed a relieved smile on the side, yes, this is very Ma Xiaoling!

At this time, Yuan Huairen hurriedly spoke: "Inspector, this matter is handed over to the poor monk, I don't care about money, my duty is to eradicate evil and avoid more innocent people from being killed." "

"Monk, you don't care about money, so what about the money going to me?" Ma Xiaoling glanced at him.

“......"

The corners of Yuan Huairen's mouth twitched, speechless.

Ma Xiaoling was so ruthless that it was difficult for him to resist.

Although he is a monk, how can he dislike money?

"Hmph, pretend to be righteous!"

Ma Xiaoling said unhappily: "I took this task, but how to divide the money?" It's impossible for me to have 10,000 monks and me, right? "

"It's very simple, whoever can solve it, the money will go to whom!" He Fanny smiled.

"I'm fine." Ma Xiaoling nodded.

Yuan Huairen also nodded in agreement, full of confidence in himself, what he is best at is catching ghosts and driving away evil spirits.

Moreover, Ma Xiaoling is still so young, is he experienced?

Yuan Huairen's Taoism is still shallow, and he has not seen Ma Xiaoling's realm.

"Charlie Cao, Meng Chao, you two come in!" Hefenie opened the door and shouted outside.

Soon.

Two officers ran in.

They looked at Yuan Huairen, and then at Ma Xiaoling and Han Feng.

"These are all masters of ghost hunting?"

"That's right, take them to the prison to have a look, and explain the situation by the way."

He Fanny commanded.

The police station and the prison are next to each other, and the backyard of the police station is large, surrounded by high walls, and densely packed with electricity, and the prison is located here.

The crowd came outside the prison.

Charlie Cao said: "Today during the day, we have a prisoner nicknamed the Loach King, who came out of prison to let out the wind, but as soon as he saw the sun, he turned into ashes. "

As he spoke, he pointed to the pile of ash in the doorway.

Sealed all around, this ash is the loach king!

Yuan Huairen immediately stepped forward, he grabbed the ash, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

"It's a ghost!" Yuan Huairen's expression was solemn and he said, "But it's like a zombie? Strange, so weird! "

"Take me to the prison to have a look, the poor monk should observe carefully."

As he spoke, Yuan Huairen took out the magic weapon in his hand.

It's not a compass, it's a Buddhist weapon, which is different from what Taoism uses.

Ma Xiaoling was silent and looked at the prison.

"Han Feng, do you feel abnormal?" Ma Xiaoling asked, "I always feel that something is wrong with this prison!" "

"It's a little different, indeed."

Han Feng nodded, and a green glow flashed in his eyes.

His eyes could see things that ordinary people couldn't see, this prison was full of resentment, he felt very comfortable, but vaguely, it seemed to have the smell of zombies.

Pangu zombies?

Han Feng frowned, sensing the aura of 'the same kind'!

However, he didn't say this, and he still needs to continue to observe the specific situation.

At present, the Pangu zombie known in Xiangjiang, Yamamoto Miku, and the female zombie who bit Zhang Shaomei to death.

Charlie Cao and Meng Chao led the way and took the three of them to visit the prison.

"There's always been a legend about prison." Charlie Cao said: "In the past, this was the 'artillery room' of the Dongying soldiers, and men should understand. "

As he spoke, he winked at Yuan Huairen and Han Feng.

Yuan Huairen hurriedly clasped his hands together and said, 'Color is emptiness, emptiness is color'

Han Feng smiled, naturally knowing that Charlie Cao was driving.

The gun room, as the name suggests, is where men shoot cannons!

This kind of place is chaotic.

"Later, the Dongying soldiers were defeated, and they committed suicide en masse in the club, and the Royal Club was under the gun room, which was under this prison."

Charlie Cao said: "So there have been rumors in the police station that the soldiers of Dongying have become ghosts, and they will come out every Menglan Festival (Halloween Festival). "

"But it's not Menglan Festival now, I don't know why it's haunted?"

He was also very strange that the loach king's death was vividly remembered this morning, and he still had lingering palpitations in his heart until now.

Hearing this, Han Feng frowned.

Wrong!

Han Feng knew the original plot, and it was indeed haunted during the Menglan Festival.

But now, the plot is actually in advance?

This world is dominated by a stalemate, and there are some ghost movie film and television collections, but the plot probably remains the same.

If the plot changes, unless there is an accident, the butterfly effect is triggered!

For example, Han Feng, his appearance can disrupt the plot, or the appearance of other people can also disrupt the plot timeline.

"Zombies!?"

Han Feng had a guess in his heart.

"What's wrong? Did you find something? Ma Xiaoling noticed Han Feng's expression and asked.

"It's fine."

Han Feng didn't say much, because it was just his guess now.

Yuan Huairen walked in the front, as if he wanted to find the ghost one step ahead of Ma Xiaoling, and the Buddhist weapon in his hand vibrated and sensed.

"The yin qi is strong, the resentment is dignified, and it is really a ghost!" Yuan Huairen said coldly and looked around the prison.

Along the way, there were cells on both sides, and all kinds of prisoners were held inside.

Go to the deepest part of the prison, that is, the place where the yin qi is the strongest.

In the deepest part of the room, there is a prison cell!

The iron gate was rusty, and there was dust everywhere inside, and it seemed that it had not been inhabited for many years.

"Master, this cell has never been used."

Charlie Cao explained: "It is said that when the prison was set up, the mage overlived the dead soul of Dongying, and this cell was the place of transcendence. "

Yuan Huairen didn't say a word and entered the cell.

Suddenly—

His steps stopped suddenly, the Buddha weapon in his hand trembled violently, and his expression was solemn.

"Someone once set up a seal here to suppress the ghosts underground!"

"I don't know who actually broke the seal?"