Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

When the black fog heard this, it twisted in pain. The cold wind around it became stronger and stronger, making the Taoist robe whistle. It seemed that it could hear the shrill screams in its ears.

Xuan Qing saw that something was wrong and subconsciously took two steps back. After the black fog settled down, he asked again. This time the black fog spoke.

"Leave, leave here, die, all of you die!"

"Master, what does this mean?"

The assistant was puzzled and said that he didn't understand what it meant, but the master was an expert and would definitely understand it.

Xuanqing pursed his lips, his eyes a little confused. He didn't know either. This ghost was no good. It knew too little. He had to change to another one. He hoped that the ancestor would bless him.

We must summon someone who knows the truth and is kind.

He cleared his throat, put on an air of superiority, and waved his hand: "It means that everyone who was in the fire is dead, and nothing else is known. Let's ask another ghost."

The assistant was full of admiration: "Oh, so that's how it is. Master, you are really amazing."

Xuanqing used the same trick again, and soon another black shadow appeared. This time it was much more solid than before, and it was obvious that it was full of ghostly aura. He should be able to get something out of it.

"Tell me, why did so many people burn to death in their beds in the fire ten years ago? There was no sign of struggle at all. Tell me in detail."

The black shadow fell silent after hearing this, but the wind around him grew stronger and stronger, blowing up the talisman paper and tearing a hole in it. His body instantly grew huge, like a giant.

He looked down at me from a high position, his voice cold and gloomy.

"Haha, because I drugged them. Those who passed out couldn't escape even if a fire broke out, haha."

As the black shadow laughed wildly, the wind grew stronger and stronger, and black fog filled the surrounding area, gradually forming figures that were grabbed by the big hand and torn apart, with screams coming one after another.

Xuan Qing looked at the giant shadow, which was tearing the ghost apart and devouring it mouthful by mouthful. His face turned pale with fear. He didn't know what was going on, but he shouted, "Run, run!"

The black shadow waved his hand, and black mist wrapped around their legs, making them unable to move in an instant.

"The living soul is the most delicious. Don't even think about leaving once you come."

[Hey, Master, why do you look like you're about to run? Did you see anything? Nothing. It seems the wind is a bit stronger.]

[There's nothing. Master, you're so scared. Did you see a ghost? Why didn't you catch the ghost? Why did you run away?]

[Maybe, probably can't handle it.]

"Where's the Taoist priest? He's also hungry, so he's here to fight ghosts with the master. Two of them can't fight one ghost, right? That's too useless."

[If you really can't handle it, I'll unfollow you. They're all just scammers.]

[…Is it possible that there's more than one ghost somewhere we can't see? That's a haunted building, and so many people burned to death there, there's more than just one ghost gathered there.]

What should we do? If they can't handle it and they die, that would be a sin. Should we call the police?

[Pfft, the people upstairs are joking. The police can't do anything about ghosts.]

Xuanqing didn't care about his reputation, he could only hope that the young man was really from the Xuanmen sect, and shouted at the top of his voice: "Master, help me, there is a ghost here!"

【……!! 】

Su Chen heard the noise and came out from the corner. He looked up at the black shadow and raised his eyebrows: "With this size, it must have eaten a lot of souls."

"If you can control the souls of those who died tragically, then you can only be their murderer, right? Why did you drug them?"

The shadow let go of the ghost and roared, "Why, tell me why, my son is sick and needs medical expenses, why doesn't the boss pay me, unless he is in arrears."

"How could my son die? If he dies, none of them will survive. This hotel is the boss's hard work, and I will destroy it single-handedly..."

Su Chen's eyes became more and more fierce, and he could not suppress the anger in his heart. Just because of his own selfishness, so many innocent people were buried with him. This evil ghost deserved to be destroyed.

"You deserve to die!"

Xuanqing looked at the man whose aura had changed drastically, and felt inexplicably at ease. He winked at his assistant, and the two of them huddled in a corner, observing quietly.