Eight-year-old little Celestial Master: Catching ghosts was broadcast live on the entire Internet

Before he got the building structure drawing, Zhang Tianling thought that as long as he explored a little, he would be able to grasp the layout of the Strange Energy Bureau Building.

It wasn't until now that I realized how naïve my ideas were.

Intricate corridors connect all kinds of areas, large and small, and there are too many doors to count.

Without a structural diagram, Zhang Tianling might have lost his way until dawn.

At three o'clock in the morning, it is the sleepiest time of the day, and the whole building is quiet, completely integrated into the night.

Zhang Tianling repeatedly jumped at every window and doorway, looking into the house.

As long as his movements are light, he can do whatever he wants.

At this point in time, most of the rooms in the building were pitch black, and Zhang Tianming could only see a rough picture behind him.

Just when Zhang Tianling thought that he was about to return in vain tonight, a large piece of light suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor, which aroused his great interest.

Upon approaching, it was revealed to be an observation room in a strange location.

It's weird because Zhang Tianling has learned in the past two days that the observation rooms of the Ability Bureau are usually distributed in contiguous areas, and it is the first time he has seen such an independent existence as in front of him.

What's even stranger is that there are still two security personnel sitting outside the observation room, leaning back in their chairs and drowsy.

If it is so abnormal, there must be a strange ......

Zhang Tianling muttered in his heart, slowed down and moved over.

The door to this observation room was very different from the one he had lived in.

There was no clear glass on the door for people to see, only a lower window with a few railings welded to look like it was used for ventilation or food.

It was precisely because of this height that Zhang Tianling was able to squat down and easily look inward.

However, when he saw the situation in the room, he could no longer relax.

In the filth-strewn corner, a teenager curled up and clenched his knees.

His clothes were almost shredded into strips of cloth, and the wall behind him was covered in scratches.

What is even more shocking is that there is a pair of sharp horns on the top of the boy's head!

The root of the horns is wrapped in layers of gauze, and the blood oozing from them is faintly visible.

Who was the boy? Why was he locked up here

? How did such a terrible thing grow on his head?

A series of questions plagued Zhang Tianling, and he was about to take a closer look when a faint voice sounded in his ears.

"Hello.

Zhang Tianling's heart trembled, but after looking left and right, he didn't find anything unusual.

The entire hallway except for him, there were only two yawning security guards, who didn't react to the voice.

Zhang Tianling understood, this was only said to him alone.

And the person who spoke was probably the mysterious boy in the observation room.

"Did I scare you?" the voice floated again.

Zhang Tianling didn't reply easily, he was still thinking about how the other party found out.

"I know you're listening, don't worry, I'm not malicious. "

Can you see me?" Zhang Tianling thought about it again and again, and decided to communicate with him first.

"I can't see it, but I feel it. The boy said.

"Who are you and why are you here?" Zhang Tianling asked what he was most concerned about.

The young man smiled lightly and said. "It doesn't matter. "

You have ...... on your head

" "It's not important," the young man interrupted Zhang Tianling's questioning, and said, "Can I ask you

for a favor?" "You don't even tell me your name, and you still want to ask me for help?"

The young man fell silent before he hesitated after a while.

"I forgot. "