Just listening to the sound of the past few seconds, there is really only a limited amount of things that can be deduced.

Gu Mo said that someone was attacked, and the possibility was very high.

However, what we can know is that someone was attacked, and who the victim was and where he was, he was confused.

Gu Mo looked in a bad mood, perhaps because he remembered the attack.

Nangong Yao observed me and could only see that I had the mark left by Christina on me. Where was the marker now? Based on his current state, I couldn't see it.

We had to end the video call and wait for Han Yun to come back.

Han Yun did not return overnight.

Guo Yujie had a good rest and was a little nervous when she knew that I had been marked by Christina.

"Let's go to the scene today." Wu Ling was very calm and did not have any anxiety.

Christina died on December 24, 1982, and died on a small stage. The stage was built in the lobby on the third floor of the Ruihuade Investment Company building at that time. The company building was privately owned by Ruihuade and was a five-story office building. Before Ruihuade was swallowed by another company, the building had changed ownership and was converted into an office and residential building. There was also a street-facing storefront for rent on the first floor. It was a building with a bit of chaos.

"In 2019, the entire street was rebuilt, and the underground had to be connected to the subway, and the building was also demolished." Wu Ling introduced to us along the way.

The car drove to the original site of the building, which is the outer periphery of the Citizen Park.

There are some scattered trees in the Citizen Park, mostly lawns, and the view is very vast.

At this glance, you can clearly find that the park is clean and has no yin energy.

No singing voice.

I listened for a long time and confirmed this.

We got out of the car and walked around the park. Liu Miao also called Gu Mo so that he could hear the sound here.

There are some parents with children in the park and some people walking their dogs, but it is not very lively. When it is hot, it may be more lively.

"No, I heard nothing." Gu Mo replied affirmatively.

"Han Yun hasn't appeared yet?" Wu Ling asked me.

I shook my head.

Han Yun never appeared again after he disappeared yesterday.

Without him, we cannot be sure if there is a different space here.

Wu Ling instructed Guo Yujie to contact Han Yun.

"Me?" Guo Yujie was confused and pointed at herself stupidly.

"That kind of connection is definitely not unilateral. They will find you and prove that something must have radiated from you and attract them. You can try it." Wu Ling analyzed patiently, "As long as you try to think about Han Yun and call Han Yun, he should be able to hear it."

"Is this OK?" I was suspicious.

I use my own abilities to enter a dream, and use a similar method, and I keep thinking about the object I want to possess in my mind. But Guo Yujie's abilities are different from mine. If she wants to call Han Yun like this, will she attract other ghosts?

What Wu Ling said is that contact is not unilateral. I agree with Guo Yujie's radiance of something. This is why I feel that calling ghosts casually is not safe.

However, with the four of us here, Guo Yujie has no combat power. All three of us can fight and deal with most ghosts, so we don’t have to be particularly restrained.

Wu Ling asked Guo Yujie to try it out, and also reminded me and Liu Miao to be prepared just in case.

Guo Yujie seemed to be praying in front of the Bodhisattva, clasping her hands together, closing her eyes tightly, and squirming her lips, muttering words.

She did it seriously, and it seemed that she had concentrated on calling Han Yun. I could hear the faint sounds she made.

I felt the fluctuations of the yin energy. I raised my eyelids and saw that the space on Guo Yujie's head was slightly twisted.

Guo Yujie probably felt her head sank, stopped praying and looked up.

Han Yun, such a big boy, lay on Guo Yujie's head, lowered his head to look at her, "What are you asking me to do?"

The posture of this person and a ghost is really weird.

"This is where Christina dies." Wu Ling said.

Guo Yujie breathed a sigh of relief, "You are really here, Han Yun. That's great. This is OK!"

Han Yun was still lying on Guo Yujie's head, turning his head to observe the surroundings.

"Are you sure it's here?"

"Sure."

"Then she is not here. There is no strange place here." Han Yun withdrew his gaze and turned to look in one direction.

I followed Han Yun's gaze and saw a small dog standing behind Liu Miao, looking at Han Yun from the gap between Liu Miao and Wu Ling.

"Woom!" The puppy barked twice and was pulled away by its owner.

"Can animals detect your existence?" I was amazed.

The puppies and cats at home often look at a place, revealing threatening roars at a place, and they are endless. Xiaobai can see abnormal ghosts, but I have experienced so many things over the past year and have encountered very few similar things, almost nothing.

Han Yun is another old ghost who has been around for a long time and has become a ghost king. He shouldn't be discovered by animals so ordinary, right?

Han Yun looked at the dog and looked around.

"What's wrong?" Wu Ling asked.

"I don't know. It feels strange. Normally, animals cannot see me, and there are very few people who can see me..." Han Yun muttered.

"So, there are still problems with this place?" Guo Yujie asked.

"It may also be that there has been some changes in you. You are no longer an ordinary ghost or a spirit. We have not figured out what the Ghost King exists." Wu Ling said, "If you become the Ghost Queen, there may be some changes in your body."

Han Yun pondered, with a serious expression on his little face, "I don't feel anything. I don't feel anything has changed. Strange..."

"Woom!" Another person walking the dog passed by, and the dog also barked at Han Yun twice. It seemed that it was malicious, but it only found something, so it would scream like this, and it seemed that it was greeting Han Yun.

"It's so strange...what's going on...right!" Han Yun suddenly floated up and stopped pestering Guo Yujie. "This place is also very strange. I always feel that it's not right...is this the ghost's hometown?"

"No. She just encountered an accident while performing here and died here. When the building was still there, fans would come here to offer flowers, but now they are gone. To commemorate her fans will go to her hometown or her cemetery." Wu Ling said, "Her hometown has become an exhibition hall with many tourists. I originally thought that her soul would not stay in that noisy place, but here."

"Singing!" I suddenly heard the singing.

This time, it came to an abrupt end after just one lyric. The man who sang was not Christina herself.

Are there victims?

"It's almost her death day. There are two days left." Wu Ling said.

My heart sank.

"Since we're not here, let's go to her hometown to have a look."

A few of us returned to the car and on the way to the hotel to get our luggage, Wu Ling had already booked the air ticket.

I looked at the street view outside the car window and suddenly saw a figure.
Chapter completed!