Chapter 513 Roots

"One more... one person?"

Hearing this, Ma Xiaoling immediately stared at the photo intently, took out another small bottle, and poured a few drops of medicine on it.

Zizi!

A layer of white air emerged, and at this moment, she was shocked to realize that there were actually only four people who took the photo together!

The fifth remaining 'person' was a scorched and hideous man—an evil ghost!

"This location..."

Ma Xiaoling suddenly raised her head, and spilled the reagent in her hand: "Miss Wu, be careful!"

Wu Lu looked dull, looking at Xiuwen in front of her.

At this time, the man she had gradually fallen in love with became more and more numb, even completely black, he was simply a charred corpse!

"ah!"

A scream came out, and the black corpse disappeared without a trace under everyone's eyes.

"Why...why is he..."

Wu Lu couldn't cry, suddenly, her mind became blurred, and the real memory emerged.

correct! That time, only she, Lu Xia, Yang Guang and Bai Ling were the only ones who went to the apartment to try out the camera, two couples, and one more, which seemed a bit awkward at first.

But before, none of them suspected it!

That's because this ghost is amazingly able to fabricate memories, and forcibly inserted a "repair" person into them.

Thinking about it now, that cursed photo was also brought out of the apartment by Xiuwen in the first place!

It was even Xiuwen's suggestion to go to that Master Liu! Because he knew that he was a liar, it was of no use at all, and it even caused Bai Ling's death!

"No...it's not like that...Back then Xiu Wenming and that ghost appeared at the same time..."

Wu Lu shook her head, her whole body was about to collapse.

"It's very simple... Either the ghost that appeared with him is an illusion he deliberately showed you! Or he has the ability to clone!"

Fang Yuan's complexion turned solemn, and a trace of gold flashed in his eyes.

Such a ghost who can clone himself, can also weave memories and play with people's hearts, has definitely surpassed the scope of the spirit level, and has reached the fierce level!

Even if the real ghost exorcist faces off, you must be extremely vigilant!

"A fierce ghost, although it can separate the clone of the spirit body, but as long as you don't grasp its root, it will be useless at all! It is much more difficult to deal with than the ghost in the Chen mansion!"

Fang Yuan licked his lips: "It just so happens... that ghosts of this level are worthy of my seal!"

At this time, his cultivation base has been raised to the upper limit allowed by this world. If he wants to fight against more fierce curses, he must upgrade his body of sealing spirit!

After his exploration of this physique, the only evolutionary requirement is all kinds of evil spirits and curses!

"Why……"

Wu Lu almost slumped on the sofa and cried, "Why...you want to play with us like this?"

After suffering this series of blows and horrors, she has completely despaired of this world.

"Crying, what does it look like?"

Fang Yuan glanced at her: "Now let's talk about the price of solving this 'ghost'! Because it has reached the level of the second type, I need a high reward for it!"

"Even if I give you my money, my life, and my everything!"

Wu Lu trembled all over, gritted her teeth and said, "As long as you can give me...revenge!"

"This kind of awareness...is the last struggle of the desperate?"

Fang Yuan stood up and shrugged his shoulders: "Forget it... I can feel your heart, leave the rest to me!"

"Daughter!"

At this time, Detective Ma woke up from his sluggishness, and hid behind Ma Xiaoling suddenly: "You must protect your father and beat out that ghost who dared to invade our office!"

Ma Wencai, who made a fortune, naturally bought the firm and turned it into his own property.

But what if the office turns into a haunted house? That was a catastrophe!

Detective Ma Da, who loves money like his life, will die in the eyes of money even if he dies.

"..."

Ma Xiaoling rolled her eyes, holding a test tube of medicine in her hand, staring at her surroundings vigilantly.

This evil spirit was able to hide even her yin and yang eyes at the beginning, and even after disappearing at this time, even she couldn't find the slightest trace, which made her feel a great danger.

"A real fierce ghost doesn't need to show up to kill people. In the invisible, it can kill people silently...Human beings only have the most complete despair in the face of ghosts, but among them, there are no ghosts. including me!"

Fang Yuan walked around the office a few times, the golden light in his eyes glowed like a flame.

Whoosh!

The next moment, he came behind Wu Lu and swung out a fist: "Sky Eagle Fist!"

Chirp!

The strong wind howled fiercely, and when Fang Yuan punched, all the joints in Fang Yuan's body exploded together, blood flowed like a great river, and his whole body was like a ball of fire. The blazing temperature spread, making the whole office feel as if he had suddenly come into a furnace. Same.

Even if he couldn't restore the true sage's cultivation, Fang Yuan's martial arts at this time still had some rudiments of the true sage's will.

boom!

There was a muffled sound, and a 'thing' was smashed away from behind Wu Lu, and none of the three of them noticed it before.

"that's it!"

At the same time that the ghost was hit by Fang Yuan's punch, Ma Xiaoling finally caught the figure in the void, and suddenly sprinkled the potion: "Reveal!"

A charred corpse emerged, it was the image of the evil spirit Wu Lu and others saw in the apartment, climbing on the ground.

"ah!"

Ma Wencai and Wu Lu screamed in unison.

Under their horrified gazes, Fang Yuan strode forward like a galloping horse, stomping down hard on the scorched corpse's head.

boom!

The black head exploded, and the charred corpse disappeared without a trace.

"Finished?"

Ma Xiaoling stared blankly at this scene.

It was a ghost that even she felt palpitated and her life was in danger, but was crushed by Fang Yuan's foot?

Although she knew that Fang Yuan was very strong, she never imagined that Fang Yuan was so strong!

"No... not enough!"

Fang Yuan shook his head, and with a flash, he came to another wall and pushed it out with his palm.

"Oh! No! My Renaissance painting!"

Amid Ma Wencai's screams, the entire wall, together with the oil painting, turned into dust like quicksand, and the charred corpse that had just disappeared resurfaced again, and was blown away by a palm blow, disappearing without a trace.

"Is it anger? Is it resentment? What kind of thing are you who bring despair to this world?"

In the office, Fang Yuan turned into a phantom, always able to rush to the place where the ghost appeared next time, and then violently beat the ghost to death with his fists.

As for Ma Xiaoling and the three of them, they all looked dull when they saw the scene where Fang Yuan was hanging and beating ghosts in a fancy way.

"It takes time for this kind of ghost's avatar to condense..."

Fang Yuan felt it very clearly. Since he killed the ghost for the first time, every time the other party gathers, it takes almost double the time. The most recent time was already twenty minutes ago.

"I read it wrong, you don't have despair, you don't have emotions, you do, it's just a twist!"

He swooped and came to the door of the office, grabbed the black charred corpse with both hands and grabbed it by the neck: "Dissipate!"

Bark!

This fierce ghost avatar was split into two by him and torn into two pieces!

Ma Xiaoling shuddered all over, feeling the coldness and fear lingering around her suddenly disappear.

"alright!"

Fang Yuan clapped his hands and walked in front of the sluggish Wu Lu: "Now we have a little time, take me to that apartment! Solve the root cause of all this!"

"Okay...Okay!"

Wu Lu looked at Fang Yuan as if she was looking at a god.

When she was completely desperate, getting this kind of redemption could almost generate fanatical beliefs and become a fanatic: "Thank you! Thank you, master!"

"Instead of talking about this, why not hurry up and leave, according to what you said before, you still have a companion, have you gone to that apartment?"

Fang Yuan glanced at her.

The price mentioned before was just a joke.

For Fang Yuan, the root of this vicious ghost, and perhaps that possibly good camera, is the real reward this time!

"By the way, there is also Yang Guang!"

A look of intense uneasiness appeared on Wu Lu's face.

...

Meanwhile, outside the apartment.

Although I have made up my mind, I will destroy the camera even if I die together.

But the closer he got to the apartment, the colder Yang Guang felt on his body. After the hot-blooded state disappeared, the fear that had been accumulated broke out like a burst of embankment.

Finally, the dilapidated apartment was in sight.

"Bai Ling..."

Yang Guang gritted his teeth and stepped into the apartment.

In the dark environment, his muscles tensed, his blood surged violently, and his teeth began to tremble uncontrollably.

near! closer!

While getting closer to the room where the camera was discarded that day, the seal of memory was suddenly released.

"Xiuwen... No, there is no such person as Xiuwen!"

Yang Guang almost fainted: "He is... a ghost! But he has been hiding around us, is he the one who killed Bai Ling?"

This sudden blow made his eyes fill with tears.

"Wu Lu! Wu Lu is dangerous!"

As the dying person designated for the next photo, and staying with ghosts, life is like walking a tightrope.

"Now is the opportunity! After destroying the camera, you can still save Wu Lu!"

Now that he was sure that the ghost was by Wu Lu's side, Yang Guang suddenly burst into the room with courage.

The place where they took a group photo was still the same as before, with the cameras neatly placed on the shelves.

"that's it!"

Yang Guang glanced around, stepped forward, grabbed the camera, and slammed it against the wall!

boom!

The camera was torn apart, a large number of parts were flying, and a crack was smashed on the wall.

"It's that simple?"

It was so easy, but Yang Guang couldn't believe it.

"Anyway, the camera is destroyed, and the curse of the photo should be eliminated, right?"

He was about to step away, but suddenly there was a crisp sound around him.

Yang Guang paused, turned his head stiffly, and saw...a hole was smashed out on that side, the wall that had served as the background for the photo of the four people suddenly shattered, revealing a charred corpse!

The real root of the curse is not that ordinary camera at all, but... this wall!