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

On the eastern outskirts of the city, at the foot of Xiaowu Mountain.

When Su Changsheng brought Bai Wuchang to Xiaowushan.

A cordon has been set up at the foot of Xiaowu Mountain, and a large number of media reporters are waiting outside the cordon, awaiting the latest news.

There were four helicopters circling back and forth over Xiaowushan.

"My Lord, that woman has been following us. Would you like me to..."

Su Changsheng stood at the foot of the mountain, looking at the shrouded Xiaowushan Mountain. Bai Wuchang stood beside him and made a gesture of beheading.

In the eyes of ghosts and gods, there is no distinction between beauty and ugliness, only living people and dead people.

"No need, just let her follow."

Su Changsheng shook his head nonchalantly.

From the first moment I saw Liu Ruoyi in the morning, I had already guessed her identity.

The street where the paper-folding shop is located is a demolition street. The neighbors next door have already received the demolition compensation and moved away. The house has also been nationalized. How can it be rented out?

In addition, the two people with special abilities that he saw last night were most likely people sent by the Supernatural Bureau to investigate him because they knew his identity.

but.

Su Changsheng has done nothing wrong, is not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, and is not afraid of the investigation by the Supernatural Bureau at all.

"Into the mountains."

After Su Changsheng finished speaking, he found a deserted place and walked into Xiaowushan.

at the same time.

In a temporary combat command vehicle at the foot of Xiaowu Mountain.

Zhang Tianhou sat in the command vehicle, looking at the list of missing persons in his hand, his brows furrowed and his eyes bloodshot.

Two days ago, when negative energy first appeared in Xiaowushan and tourists disappeared, the Supernatural Bureau did not take it seriously.

Zhang Tianhou thought that there were ordinary ghosts haunting Xiaowushan, and tourists entering the mountain were just encountering a ghost wall.

Therefore, only a search and rescue team was sent into the mountains to search.

Unexpectedly, two days later, not only were the tourists not found, but even the search and rescue team lost contact.

Under pressure from above, Zhang Tianhou brought all the people from the Supernatural Bureau to Xiaowushan overnight, and sent a B-level psychic and five C-level psychics into the mountain to search.

"Has Azhe received any news?"

Zhang Tianhou leaned back in the camp chair, rubbing his temples with a tired look on his face.

Azhe was the B-level mutant he sent out.

"Director, Captain Chen hasn't sent any news yet."

The subordinate beside him answered.

dong dong dong~

Just then, the door of the command vehicle rang.

"Xiao Liu, didn't I ask you to supervise Su Changsheng? What are you doing here?"

Zhang Tianhou looked at Liu Ruoyi who left her post without permission, and a surge of anger arose in his already irritable heart.

"Director, Su Changsheng left the paper-making shop early in the morning with a ghost and just walked into Xiaowushan!"

Liu Ruoyi quickly reported.

"Why is he here to join in the fun?"

After listening to Liu Ruoyi's report, the wrinkles between Zhang Tianhou's brows deepened.

Whether it is Su Changsheng or Xiao Wushan, it is a very difficult case for the Supernatural Bureau.

Now, these two troublesome guys have come together.

"Commander, what should we do next?"

Liu Ruoyi asked.

"Stand still."

Zhang Tianhou said this while praying in his heart.

The murderer behind Xiaowushan must not be Su Changsheng.

He had already witnessed Su Changsheng's strength. If Su Changsheng was the mastermind behind Xiaowushan, he could only report the matter and apply to mobilize Yangcheng's A-level psychics to take action.

……

While Zhang Tianhou was praying, Su Changsheng and Bai Wuchang had already reached the top of the mountain and stood in front of a mountain temple.

This mountain temple has been built for more than five hundred years.

According to legend, there was a severe drought in Yangcheng in ancient times, and the people were living in misery.

A god descended from the sky and made clouds and rain for the people of Guangzhou.

Later, in order to commemorate this deity, the people of Guangzhou built a mountain temple in Xiaowushan.

To this day, the golden statue of the immortal is enshrined in the mountain temple.

"My Lord, there is something strange in this temple!"

Bai Wuchang's expression tensed and he took a step forward to stand in front of Su Changsheng.

"Yin Yang Ghost Eyes, open!"

Su Changsheng stood in front of the temple gate and opened the Yin-Yang Ghost Eyes directly.

As the Yin-Yang Ghost Eyes opened, the scene before his eyes changed instantly.

The thick yin energy rose from the mountain temple like black fog and merged into the yin energy of Xiaowushan.

In the mountain god temple, the place where the golden statue of the mountain god was originally located has now been occupied by a ghost.

The ghost was five meters tall and bloated, with pieces of rotten flesh constantly falling off its body, like a large lump of mud.

At the foot of the altar, there were more than thirty humans surrounded by evil spirits, some of whom were even people with special abilities!

No matter how these people struggled, they could not break free from the iron chains transformed by the evil spirit.

"Hungry! I'm starving!"

The ghost waved his hand and a human was sucked into his hand.

"help me!"

Amid the human's terrified cry for help, the ghost opened its bloody mouth and swallowed him.

"It turned out to be a starving ghost that took over the position of mountain god."

After Su Changsheng saw the ghost clearly, his eyes were as hot as if he had seen a beautiful woman.

Judging from the scene created by this ghost, it is at least at the level of an evil ghost.

In Su Changsheng's eyes, this is just a bunch of experience!

In excitement, Su Changsheng raised his foot and kicked directly on the temple door.

boom!

The rotten temple gate collapsed with a loud noise, raising a cloud of dust.