Paper-folding artist: Start by making a Night Parade of One Hundred Demons!

Early the next morning.

Yangcheng supernatural bureau.

Zhang Tianhou had just walked into the office and sat down for a while when Chen Zhe, with a bandage on his head, walked in with a report in his hand.

"Chief, this is the damage report of the three teams last night."

Chen Zhe placed the report in front of Zhang Tianhou, and then said worriedly, "At least nearly a hundred ghosts broke through the seal of the ghost den last night. According to this estimate, the number of ghosts that broke through the seal will reach tens of thousands on the Ghost Festival three days later!"

However, as the Ghost Festival approaches, the yin energy becomes stronger and stronger, constantly corroding the seal of the ghost den.

Now, there are still three days until the Ghost Festival, and nearly a hundred ghosts have broken through the seal.

By the Ghost Festival three days later, the density of Yin energy will reach its peak and the power of the seal will be suppressed to the lowest!

At that time, there may even be a horrific scene of thousands of ghosts invading.

"You wait first."

After Zhang Tianhou finished speaking, he opened his phone's address book, found a phone number with the note "Director of the Magic City Paranormal Bureau" and dialed it.

"Old Zhao, the seal of our Yangcheng is getting weaker and weaker. You guys in Modu need to help us and transfer some people over."

When the call was connected, Zhang Tianhou went straight to the point.

"Brother Zhang, it's not that I don't want to help you. The seal of the ghost den around the Demon City is also very weak this year. We don't have enough on our own. I really can't help you. I have something else to do here. I'll contact you later."

After the voice finished speaking, the phone was hung up.

Zhang Tianhou sighed helplessly, and then went to other cities’ supernatural bureaus to seek support.

only.

Zhang Tianhou contacted all the supernatural bureaus in the cities around Yangcheng.

All the directors were in a dilemma and refused to provide support.

After typing through the address book, Zhang Tianhou leaned weakly on the back of the chair, his hands hanging limply on both sides, with a worried look on his face.

"Director Zhang, why don't we ask Mr. Su to help? He killed a lot of ghosts last night!"

Chen Zhe once again proposed seeking Su Changsheng's help.

Others don’t know the identity of the Red Robe Rakshasa, but he and Zhang Tianhou know it clearly.

When he saw Bai Wuchang appearing in the video, he had already determined the identity of the Red Robe Rakshasa.

after all.

Bai Wuchang had just saved them yesterday, and showed off his skills in Xiaowushan, killing an evil ghost with one stick.

He had a very deep impression of Bai Wuchang.

"No matter how powerful Mr. Su is, he only killed a hundred ghosts last night. How can he deal with tens of thousands of ghosts?"

"Please inform the Finance Department later and transfer the reward for Mr. Su's killing of the ghost last night."

Zhang Tianhou shook his head and said.

In his opinion, even if Su Changsheng was an S-level psychic and had more than a dozen C-level or above ghosts under his command, he would not be able to cope with the Ghost Festival three days later.

After all, there are too many ghosts.

Even if all the ghosts stretched their necks to wait to be suppressed, it would still take at least three days to resolve the issue.

For Yangcheng, this is a dead end!

……

at the same time.

Inside the paper shop.

Su Changsheng got up and washed as usual, and Bai Wuchang also bought breakfast for him.

Just as he was having breakfast, his mobile phone suddenly received a text message about a transfer of 800,000 yuan.

The transfer unit was the Yangcheng Supernatural Bureau.

Su Changsheng was not surprised at all that the Yangcheng Supernatural Bureau could recognize his identity as the Red Robe Rakshasa.

After all, he was the only one in disguise yesterday, while Bai Wuchang and the Yin generals and soldiers had no disguise at all.

The Supernatural Bureau probably determined through Bai Wuchang that he was the red-robed Rakshasa that went viral on the Internet, so they transferred the bounty for killing the ghost to him.

After breakfast, the paper-making shop opened as usual.

Although Su Changsheng has achieved financial freedom now, the paper-folding shop was passed down from his grandfather after all, and every item represents his thoughts about his grandfather.

In order to prevent his men from scaring people, Su Changsheng specifically ordered them to disguise themselves as paper figures during the day.

A row of ghost soldiers stood by the wall, without any breathing or movement, just like paper-made ones!

"is the boss around?"

Not long after Su Changsheng opened his shop, a man came to the door.

The man was wearing a suit and standing at the door, his eyes constantly looking around the layout of the room.

"Yes, what do you want to buy?"

Su Changsheng, who was weaving the ghost soldiers, put down the bamboo sticks in his hand, stood up and looked at the man.

It's interesting that living people can actually have yin energy.

but.

When he looked at the man, a playful smile appeared on his lips.

Because he felt a faint sense of yin from this man.

After practicing the Yintian Jue, he could still feel the Yin energy even without opening the Yin-Yang Ghost Eyes.

"Someone in my family passed away, so I came to buy some boys and girls to burn for them."

As the man in the suit was talking, he walked straight into the paper-making shop.

"Wait a moment, I'll go upstairs and get it for you."

Su Changsheng said this and then walked towards the warehouse on the second floor.

"Boss, you're too cautious. You have to ask a ghost to help you catch this stupid kid. I'm going to catch him today!"

After Su Changsheng walked to the second floor, a sinister smile appeared on the face of the man in the suit, and he looked at the paper-made figures in the corner with interest.

This person was none other than the Ghost Slave Clan, the second in command sent to capture Su Changsheng.

only.

As he muttered to himself.

The ten paper-made ghost soldiers opened their eyes at the same time!