Chapter 18 Ghost Hunting also needs to be modern

"Tianshi, Lord Tianshi, Lord Tianshi."

When the old ghost poked his head at the end of the corridor and greeted softly, Yong Bowen, who was sweating profusely, was like a headless fly along the long corridor of the third floor ward, a bit like a thief stepping on at night.

Hearing the old ghost's voice, he immediately ran over. Regardless of it, he grabbed the old ghost and shouted in a low voice, "Why did you run out? What about the bottle? What about the other ghosts? Generally speaking, normal people can't catch ghosts, and even the heavenly master is no exception. The reason why he can catch ghosts is because he grasps the ghost seal in his hand. In this way, he grabs the ghosts in this way, just like wearing gloves full of spikes to catch people. That's not ordinary pain.

The old ghost was so painful that he didn't dare to struggle. He had to accompany his smiling face and say, "Tianshi, the bottle is intact. Lord Cotton is watching, and the other ghosts also stayed in it honestly and didn't run out. I'm here to report to you. Originally, this should have been from Lord Cotton, but it was worried about the bottle and refused to leave, so I had to come.

Hearing that the bottle was fine, Yong Bowen was relieved and let go of the old ghost. For a moment, he felt a little embarrassed to blame the other party, so he had to say with a dry smile, "Why didn't you say this earlier?" The meaning of the words is that the responsibility is still old.

"I want to say it, but you don't give me a chance." The old ghost was angry, but he didn't dare to say this kind of suspicion of blaming the heavenly master, so he had to say, "The bottle is in the bathroom. Come with me." After saying that, he ignored this guy and turned around and floated to the bathroom.

Yong Bowen was in a good mood and followed the old ghost happily. He had begun to figure out how to use this rare opportunity to spend the night with his girlfriend after taking back the bottle. You know, although the two childhood sweethearts have been playing since childhood, they really haven't had a chance to stay together all night in the past 20 years.

But when he walked into the bathroom, Yong Bowen couldn't help but be shocked.

On the shiny tile floor, there was a skinny man with a face that was as whiter than a ghost. The jade bottle was next to him, while the black cat lay lazily on him and licked his claws. When he saw the master coming, he did not get up. He just shouted gently and said hello.

This scene is really weird.

Think about it, at midnight, the bathroom, the fallen male corpse, and the weird black cat, isn't it like the old-fashioned plot in the third-rate horror film?

"What's going on, did you do it?" Yong Bowen pointed to the man lying on the ground and asked questions.

Ghosts confuse people's lives. This is a big sin. The old ghost still wants to be reincarnated safely. As soon as the big hat was put down, he was so scared that it shrank a circle and quickly defended: "It's not me, it's not me."

"It's not you, is it cotton?" Yong Bowen walked forward and touched it uneasily. He found that although the man's breathing and heartbeat were slightly weak, he was still alive. "For good that he didn't die."

"It's probably a heart attack. I saw him suddenly faint when I came out just now." The old man didn't dare to say that he was scared. "He is the one who stole the jade bottle."

"Forget it, you come in. I have to go back to the ward quickly. Yong Bowen picked up the jade bottle with one hand, picked up the black cat with the other, and signaled the old ghost not to waste time with his eyes.

The old ghost naturally had fun and obediently came over and planned to drill back into the jade bottle.

At this time, the mutiny suddenly appeared.

With a crisp sound, a cylindrical thing smashed the window and flew in and fell to the ground. It cracked silently, scattering a faint green light.

In the light, the old ghost's body, which was looming even in Yong Bowen's eyes, became as clearly visible as an entity. Countless green light spots floated around him, as if a large group of fireflies were flying.

"What is this?"

One person and one ghost are full of fog, and at the same time open their mouth to ask the other party the same question.

There was another loud noise. This time, the whole window was torn apart, and the glass fragments spewed into the whole space with the impact like a torrent of rain.

A figure broke in and fell to the ground quietly. A thin red beam of light shot out of his arms and fell on the old ghost's forehead.

Yong Bowen's eyes were sharp and he could see it clearly. He saw that the suddenly broken window and his gloves and shoes were uniform black from top to bottom. He wore a night vision mirror with green light on his head. His long black hair was tied into a ponytail at the back of his head. He held an automatic rifle in his hands and stuck in front of the night vision mirror. The red light was aimed at the end of the gun. It was shot from the mirror. It's just that the lights in the toilet are bright at this moment, and this outfit is a little out of place. Who has ever seen a night vision goggles in the light?

What is this? Special forces? Terrorists? International thieves? It's not a sleepwalking patient.

When Yong Bowen was stunned, the man pulled the wrench lightly and banged. A red light spewed out from the muzzle of the muzzle. In an instant, it flew to the old ghost and quickly unfolded, turning into a large net composed entirely of light. The white light flashed on the Internet, but it was a huge charm.

"Master, help me!" The old ghost reacted so quickly. When he looked at the light net with a big charm, he knew that something was not good, and he suddenly hid behind the Heavenly Master.

"Is this guy also a ghost catcher?" Yong Bowen was very suspicious. No matter how he looked at the person in front of him, he didn't look like a colleague, but the huge rune net showed the identity of the comer like an identity tag, which made it difficult for him to believe it. When he saw Liu Yi flirting with female disciples, he felt that this feng shui master was really an alternative in their industry, but tonight he didn't know what it means to be outsiders. There is a sky outside, and there are more perverts in addition to perverts.

Turning such a thought, but Yong Bowen's action did not hesitate. He flew forward, raised his hand and grabbed the light net in his hand. He only felt that the palm of his hand was burning, as if he had caught the flame of a candle, and it stung slightly. When he looked into his hand, he saw that the light net slowly disappeared like a phantom, and there was nothing in his hand.

"Isn't it a magic image of a charm?" He was slightly stunned and quickly thought about the relevant classics he had read before, but he didn't find any similar Taoism.

"Dodge." The person who came shouted in a low voice, flew up, and wanted to kick Yong Bowen away.

Yong Bowen did not dodge. On one side, he suddenly rushed into the man's arms. He put his hands together, grabbed the other party's hands, and struggled to break to both sides of his body. At the same time, he rushed, and his whole body was attached to the other party. He couldn't help but retreat and hit the wall in one breath before he stopped.

The man's hands were restrained, shouted angrily, raised his knees to Yongbo's crotch, and bowed back to get rid of the shackles.

Yong Bowen reacted very quickly. As soon as the other party's leg was raised, he stepped down with one foot. At the same time, the other foot also stepped over first, and his whole body stood forward and pressed the other party firmly against the wall.

"Oh..." The man screamed, and his voice was crisp and pleasant.

When Yong Bowen heard this sound, he not only felt beautiful, but also felt a little familiar. It seemed that he had heard a sound somewhere. I was slightly stunned and looked carefully. I saw half a white face behind the wide night vision goggles. The bridge of my nose was straight and the cherry mouth was small, and I felt more and more that I seemed to have seen this person somewhere.

He was thinking, and the man had drunk it in a low voice, "Dead pervert, let me go."

Er... This title is so familiar.

Yong Bowen is a little introverted and upright. He has lived for more than 20 years, but there is only one historical stain called a pervert, and it was only during the day.

"Fish pure ice!" He blurted out, lowered his head against the night vision goggles, and pushed it up, and the night vision goggles moved from the part of his eyes to his forehead, revealing a pair of angry dark eyes.

It's really that little girl.

Yong Bowen never thought that he would see the little girl again so soon. He looked at each other for a moment and couldn't help but feel a little strange. The environment in which the two met twice was very strange. The first time was the elevator with power outage, the second time was the men's toilet in the middle of the night, and they all fought inexplicably.

"Gone go of me!" Yu Chunbing twisted his body angrily, and his originally deliberately lowered voice unconsciously raised a little.

Yong Bowen was drunk by her and came to his senses. Only then did he realize how embarrassing the shape of the two was at this moment. His body was tightly pressed on the concave and convex body of Yu Chunbing, his hands grabbed her arms high and pressed them tightly against the wall, and more importantly, his feet were still stepping on the girl's delicate jade feet! As she twisted, her soft body kept squeezing every part of him, which was really ecstatic.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Yong Bowen retreated and apologized in a hurry.

Yu Chunbing, who suffered a great loss, saw Yong Bowen withdrawing his body. He immediately put a gun in his hand and pointed the black hole at the hateful pervert in front of him.

Yong Bowen reacted very quickly. When he saw Yu Chun's ice end gun, he immediately grabbed the barrel, turned around and put his back against the little girl, elbowed the enemy, captured it with his backhand, and easily took down the dangerous weapon.

"You!" Yu Chunbing was so angry that he had no choice but to take the other party. Seeing Yong Bowen's broad shoulder in front of him, he bit it down.

Yong Bowen screamed, and his body suddenly pushed back, hitting the fish against the wall heavily.

Suddenly, the shadow of the window flashed, and one person jumped in at this moment. Without saying a word, he punched him.

Yong Bowen turned his head and dodged a punch. He still pressed the girl behind him. He swung the automatic rifle he had just grabbed, used the gun as a stick, and hit the person hard.

"It's you." The man suddenly shouted softly, grabbed the butt of the shotgun with his backhand, and whispered, "Mr. Yong, it's me, Luo Wanlan."

At this moment, Yong Bowen also recognized that the woman in front of him was Luo Wanlan who met during the day. Then he let go of the gun in his hand and ran a few steps forward and let go of the fish pure ice.

"Dead pervert!" The fish was full of ice and fire, and he gritted his teeth. As soon as he got freedom, he immediately rushed to Yongbo Bowen unwillingly.

"Little fish." Luo Wanlan grabbed the crazy girl and said, "You can't beat him." She knows a lot about girls and knows that if she says something like "calm, don't be impulsive", it will definitely not play any role, so she directly points out the stakes with one mouth.

As soon as Yu Chunbing heard this, he really stopped, stared at Yong Bowen fiercely, and gasped like a hungry wolf ready to go.

Luo Wanlan firmly pulled Yu Chunbing and asked, "Yong Bowen, why are you here?" Her question is really unreasonable. How can there be a reason for a woman to ask a man why he appears in the men's toilet?

Before Yong Bowen could speak, Yu Chunbing said fiercely, "Sister Wanlan, do you still need to ask? Look at his defense of that ghost. He must have raised the ghost. Humph, I have seen that he is not a good thing for a long time. I didn't expect that he not only turned into ghosts, but also raised ghosts to harm people. The man on the ground must have been killed by his evil spirit.

Before Yong Bowen said a word, he was labeled as raising ghosts and harming people. This is a little anxious. "What are you talking about? I didn't raise ghosts and harm people. I caught this old ghost, and I'm going to cross it for him tomorrow."

"Did you catch a ghost? Who are you lying to? Yu Chunbing smiled coldly and said, "From the monitoring station found that there are ghosts here, until we appear, it takes no more than three minutes. You can not only catch the old ghost, but also teach him to be respectful to you. It's really a great ability. Even if your heavenly master's ancestor Zhang Ling is reborn, I'm afraid it's far less than you."

Although Luo Wanlan didn't say anything, she also had a skeptical attitude on her face.

Although Yong Bowen has a good temper, he can't stand this kind of sarcasm. What's more, what happened just now is not all his fault, so he said coldly, "Who said I caught him here, old ghost, you said you were caught by me."

"Yes, yes, I was indeed caught by Yongbo from the suburbs." The old ghost said, "I had been staying in the jade bottle with other companions. The jade bottle was stolen by this person just now, so I had to come out to inform Master Yongtian."

"You raised this ghost. It's not what you ask him to say." Yu Chunbing curled his lips and said, "Our monitoring station monitors the whole Spring City area all day. There is no abnormal ghost like him all day today. Where did you catch this old ghost?"

Yong Bowen was also when he was young, and he was a little arrogant. How could he stand this? He hummed the jade bottle in his hand coldly. "Well, you can't care where you catch it, but I can tell you clearly that there are more than 300 ghosts in this bottle, all of which I caught at once. If you are really like that. Great words, how can you not know the existence of these ghosts!"

As soon as he said this, Luo Wanlan and Yu Chunbing exclaimed at the same time, "More than 300 ghosts?"

"No, it's not more than 300." The old ghost coughed and politely corrected the three people, "With me here, there are a total of four hundred and twenty-one ghosts!"

There were immediately two more beautiful statues in the men's toilet.

After a short period of awkward silence, Luo Wanlan first came to her senses and coughed dryly, "Mr. Yong, can I check the jade bottle to confirm your words?"

Although Yong Bowen was very unhappy, considering that his girlfriend was still waiting for him in the ward, he didn't want to waste too much time. After he hesitated for a moment, he handed over the jade bottle without saying a word.

Luo Wanlan pulled out a pen-like thing from her pocket and pressed it at the mouth of the bottle. A faint green light shot into the bottle, and the pen immediately made a crisp and mechanical sound. "After detection, it was learned that there were four hundred and twenty abnormal ghosts, with an average standard index of 2.95, which was not a fierce ghost type. Ghosts, the risk index is 0.05. Because the stay in the world is too long, it cannot be reincarnated normally. It is recommended to concentrate on detention first, and wait for the ghost door to open on July 15, and it will be unified by the Asian Mage Cooperation Organization.

This time, Yong Bowen was shocked. He pointed to the pen and asked, "What is this?"

"This is a portable intelligent ghost detector." Yu Chunbing said sarcastically, "Tu Lao Mao, it's now in the twenty-first century. Ghost hunting should also be modernized, and there are also a few people who recite spells in the old way like you."

Does ghost hunting also need to be modernized? Yong Bowen really doesn't understand how ghost hunting can be modernized.

"It's really more than 400 ghosts." Luo Wanlan put away the detector with a complicated expression, "The ghosts I've seen in my life are not as many as the fractions you caught at one time." Usually, after a person dies, the soul will directly leave the world and enter the underworld. Only when the soul remains in the world for a certain period of time and cannot enter the underworld through normal channels can the soul be called a ghost. It is precisely because of this that they need the super crossing of the heavenly master to reincarnation.

Luo Wanlan asked, "How are you going to deal with these ghosts?"

"I want to overtake them after finishing some things in a few days." Super crossing ghosts consume a lot of mana as much as breaking the array, so Yong Bowen wants to cross these ghosts after completing the breaking work, but he did not say anything about the feng shui array, but just vaguely.

"Are you going to cross them?" Yu Chunbing seemed to fight against him and sneered, "Even if you use the ghost super ferry of the Practitioner Association, you can only cross one ghost a day in an ordinary day. These more than 400 ghosts have to cross the monkey year with your own strength?"

Although this is unpleasant, it is a fact, and it is exactly what Yong Bowen has been thinking about. With his current mana, he can cross a ghost in about three days. These more than 400 ghosts have to cross one by one, and he doesn't have to do anything in a few years. When I didn't see ghosts, I wanted to catch ghosts every day, but now that I have caught ghosts, I know that it is troublesome to catch too many ghosts. He was silent for a moment and ignored the ridicule of Yu Chunbing.

Luo Wanlan gently pulled Yu Chunbing and motioned her not to speak and returned the jade bottle to Yong Bowen. "Mr. Yong, I have a proposal that may solve the difficulties you are facing now."

"What's the proposal?" Yong Bowen was not very angry, but now his mood has basically calmed down.

"Do you remember what I told you during the day?" Luo Wanlan said, "You now have more than 400 ghosts in your hand. As long as you pay one to the association, you can become a member. If you have any difficult questions, you can ask the association for help. Even if the ability of our Masters' Practice Association in Spring City is not enough to solve this problem, you can ask the National Masters' Practice Association for help, or even the International Federation of International Laws. At that time, the problem of more than 400 ghosts will be just a trivial matter.

"Why do members of the Practitioner Association pay ghosts? What are you going to do? In the spirit of being responsible for the ghosts he caught, Yong Bowen raised the question that had been in his heart since the day.

Luo Wanlan explained: "It is actually a qualification certification method for members to pay ghosts. Only by catching ghosts can you prove that you are indeed a magic mage, not a magic stick. The association wants ghosts for no other purposes. After the members hand it over, they will use the super ferry to carry out the ghosts.

"So where did this huge association fund come from?" Yong Bowen can't fully believe this explanation.

"It is a membership fee paid by a senior member." Luo Wanlan thought for a moment and said, "How about this, Mr. Yong. If you have time tomorrow, come to the headquarters of the Spring City Association to have a look. If you think there is no problem, you can submit ghosts to join the club. If you can't accept us, you can also choose your own way.

Luo Wanlan's words were reasonable and completely considerate for him, so Yong Bowen nodded and agreed.

As for the end of this toilet disturbance, Luo Wanlan and Yong Bowen agreed on a time and told him the address of the headquarters of the Mage Practitioners' Association, and then pulled Yu Chunbing away.

Yong Bowen took the old ghost back into the bottle and hurried back to the ward with his black cat to accompany his girlfriend.

The lively toilet was deserted, and only Mr. Li Xueren, who made a fortune and was scared to be seriously ill, was still lying on the ground.

Fortunately, although Yong Bowen was annoyed by the man's shameful behavior of taking away the jade bottle, he was too soft-hearted and did not ignore him. After leaving the toilet, he called the duty station and claimed that he had found a fainted patient in the toilet.

A few minutes later, a large number of medical staff who heard the news came in a hurry and carried away poor Mr. Li. Mr. Li was very ill. After this night of great joy and sorrow, he was scared to death. When he woke up, he was always in a trance. He held a plastic night pot for a serious illness and muttered "baby", "jade bottle, "millionaire" and so on all day long. Who dares to get it out of him? Grab the chamber pot, and he will fight with that man like crazy. A week later, he was transferred to a mental hospital for further treatment.

The sound of several people tossing in the men's toilet spread to more than half of the third floor ward. In addition, Li Xueren mysteriously fainted and woke up in the toilet and had a nervous split. A day later, the saying that there were fierce ghosts in the men's toilet in the third floor ward of the hospital spread all over the hospital. Two days later, this matter became famous in Spring City. It adds a piece of information to the gossip of ordinary people in Spring City after tea and dinner. Since then, the legend of the fierce ghosts in the toilet of Mingren Hospital has been widely spread for many years, and it has been renovated in countless versions. There is also a local writer in Chuncheng who wrote a thriller ghost novel based on it. It has been sold well for a while, reprinted dozens of times, translated into many languages, and sold more than 100 million yuan. It is known as the first real trend in China. The world's pure entertainment novel, this writer, like other famous or less famous predecessors, has been given the title of "Stephen King of China" for several years.