When Qin Kun came to this building, the first thing he felt was bored.

The stuffy feeling that is breathable is as if there is not enough oxygen.

After checking the entire 14th floor, Qin Kun walked straight into the elevator, and Xun Tiancheng followed in a panic.

"Master Qin." Xun Tiancheng changed his words, his expression was overly frightened, "Why don't you destroy Xiao Li's ghost?"

"What are you doing if you kill her?"

Secretary Li's ghost energy is pure and there is no bad luck with dirty and foul smell. This means that she is not the root cause and has never harmed anyone. Qin Kun speculated that two people died in the building, but there are more than two ghosts. The yin energy here is continuous. Suddenly, the yin energy on this floor disappears, which will alert the hidden ghosts.

The best way is to pretend to be an incompetent Taoist priest who goes through the motions.

So he even closed his eyes.

If she is not destroyed, will she keep it scary?!

Xun Tiancheng was excited: My dear brother is a ghost. If you stay here after death, you won’t leave. What’s wrong with harming people? Could it be that she is still waiting to get her salary?!

Xun Tiancheng complained deeply about Qin Kun's methods of dealing with things. The only thing that made him feel at ease was that Secretary Li's ghost could not do anything to Qin Kun.

The elevator is rising, from the 14th floor to the 18th floor, you will arrive immediately.

As soon as the elevator door was opened, Xun Tiancheng's heart tightened and his blood-covered eyes were wide open. At the elevator door, there was a person standing less than 30 cm away from him!

The man was covered in blood, and he was Manager Song.

Manager Song's eye sockets were deep, his pupils were shrinking into needle tips, his lips turned blue, and his eyes had turned black. At this moment, he was holding a mug and combining with the lights with the lights, which was so terrifying.

Xun Tiancheng's adrenaline rose sharply and his hair was almost blowing up.

"Well? Boss, why are you here?" Manager Song, male, about 35 years old, has a big belly, obviously caused by not exercising all year round. He speaks slowly and has puzzled eyes.

"I me me me me you you you you"

Xun Tiancheng was almost scared to tears. The most annoying thing was that Qin Kun said to Director Song very friendly: "I borrowed it."

Manager Song gave in and Qin Kun walked out and blocked Xun Tiancheng alone in the elevator.

Hello, wait for me!!!

Xun Tiancheng wanted to go out, but he didn't dare. He was sweating coldly and looked at Manager Song, his whole body stiffened.

"What's wrong? The boss is feeling uncomfortable. Do you want to have a cup of coffee?"

As the head of the data department, Song Zhao likes to work overtime and works diligently, but he has never been promoted. It is rare to see his boss appear in the company at night. He is not good at speaking and decided to have a relationship with his boss.

Seeing a ghost looking at him in a pleasing manner, Xun Tiancheng swallowed his saliva and was amused and crying: "I won't drink!"

"How can I not drink it?" Song Zhao was unhappy.

He held the coffee and handed it to Xun Tiancheng's mouth, pouring it into his mouth. The mug was bubbling blood, bloody and pungent. Xun Tiancheng could no longer bear it, knocked off the mug, glaring at him, "Song Zhao! Get out!!!"

Qin Kun turned around and saw Xun Tiancheng pushing Manager Song away roughly, and rushed over angrily, and smiled on his face.

Song Zhao blinked and found that Xun Tiancheng was angry and chased after him in panic.

"Boss! I didn't mean it just now and I don't know what happened to me. Please wait for me, boss!"

To be honest, Xun Tiancheng got angry just now because of his instinct consciousness. Now, when he got angry, he saw a ghost chasing behind him, his calves softened, and he shouted: "Master Qin! Save me."

Qin Kun ignored Xun Tiancheng and followed the incense to find the sacrificial point on this floor.

It was still a corner, with butter candles and braziers, and a portrait of Manager Song hung.

Qin Kun frowned and began to think deeply.

No, Secretary Li and Director Song barely reach the strength of a wild ghost, and they cannot hide their death appearance, so they can only wander around where they die. At most, such ghosts scare people and will never interfere with their minds.

Xun Tiancheng was just in a state of depressed spirit and his yang fire was not strong, so it was obviously not a ghost technique.

Qin Kun thought to himself: Is there any hidden ghost? Where is he hiding it?

The Sky Eye Technique can only be used in a certain space. There are too many floors in this building. Even if it is used to "break the barrier", it can only be seen above the ceiling and below the floor. It is indeed difficult to penetrate the floor.

It seems that the ghost crew is going to be the one who is going to do something.

"Niu Meng, skinned, monk, wedding dress, smiling face, headless."

Six ghost messengers lined up and stood in front of Qin Kun.

The yin wind is stirring, and the evil spirit is inextricably different!

The six ghosts appeared, and the surrounding temperature dropped sharply.

"Brother Kun? Is there anything wrong?"

"Where is this? The yin energy is so heavy, and I guess I can't hide my body."

"Why is there a Yang Man?"

Six ghosts found that there was an office location around and there were people from Yang. I didn’t know what Qin Kun meant to call him out.

"Check if there is anything invisible hidden in this building. If you can catch it, catch it. The monk, the smiling leader is looking for someone, Niu Meng pressed the formation, peeled the skin, and married the clothes, and guarded the outside without a head!"

"good!"

The division of labor was clear, and the six ghosts dispersed in an instant.

Qin Kun saw that 3 meters away, Xun Tiancheng and Director Song stood stiffly in place.

"Boss, I just saw 6 ghosts. Have you seen them?" Manager Song poked Xun Tiancheng.

I, qnmlgb, can you not touch me?! Why don’t you look in the mirror and see what you are like now!!!

After Xun Tiancheng found that Manager Song had become a ghost, he seemed to be nothing scary and angrily scolded: "Get out! Stay away from me!"

"oh"

Manager Song was scolded for no reason and walked away angrily.

Xun Tiancheng felt that his nerves had been tightened. As an atheist, he saw a ghost for the first time, but he did not feel the terror of such things at the same time. Before he knew it, he became bolder. Moreover, it was so cool to scold Director Song!

Xun Tiancheng saw that the six ghosts had just disappeared, and was impressed by Qin Kun.

If he read it right just now, the other party was driving fierce ghosts! He drove away ghosts and gods, and this is the real Taoist priest who is capable!!!

When Xun Tiancheng found Qin Kun was turning over the brazier, he completely lost his boss's airs. He shrank his head and mind to imitate Qin Kun's appearance, dipped it in the ashes in the brazier, and sniffed it under his nose.

"Master Qin, what are you doing?" After smelling it for a long time, Xun Tiancheng became even more curious.

Qin Kun ignored it, found a pen, poked the ash in the brazier, and pulled out a piece of stuff.

This thing was burnt to burn, but it was not burned clean. Qin Kun twisted his two fingers and found that there was still a texture the size of a fingernail on it. This texture is very familiar.

Brocade silk paper.

Fu Zongjin silk paper is made of human skin and hair, and the black and gray and silver-white hair on it is dusted off, revealing its original luster.

"Damn it, what I hide in this building is not the dead disciple of Fu Zong, right?"

Qin Kun's heart thumped and ran to the window.

This is the most popular place in Pudong. It is brightly lit in the Huangpu River in the distance.

Qin Kun called Wang Gan.

On the other end of the phone, Wang Gan's lazy voice came: "Qin Heigou, it's 11 o'clock in the evening. Where have you been wandering, and you won't come back?"

"Fatty, ask you something. Do you have many people in Fu Zong who make brocade paper?"

"Of course not much! There is only Tianzitang, Dizitang's true teachings. Dizitang's level is still much worse than your Fatty Master." Wang Gan was proud.

Qin Kun asked carefully: "Does the demons have the hall of your Fu Sect?"

Wang Gan hesitated for a moment: "Oh, no"

No?

Qingzhushan Fu Sect is rich, but the wealth of the Demon City is so rich that it is not as good as the Fu Sect? It’s unreasonable.

Wang Gan added: "Not only does there be no hall, but there is actually an unwritten rule in Fu Zong, so that his disciples can get less involved in the demon city."

"Why?"

"Oh, why? Humans and ghosts are different. My master was the one who jumped into the river and committed suicide by jumping into the river in Huangpu River. The master mentioned a few days ago that he had met his master in the Demon City."
Chapter completed!