I didn't look at the man's body, nor did I care about the abnormalities of the police around me.

I just looked at my hands and felt the cold touch of the chains still remain at my fingertips, and a feeling of disgust surged in my heart.

I exhaled and wanted to erase the memories of the courier ghost and ancient costume ghost.

I have clearly changed the world and restored the world, but what I am doing has not changed.

I am clearing out ghosts. It is not the ghosts under the Ghost King, but the ghosts controlled by the spirit. There is only one difference.

I even saw the chains belonging to the spirit on the surrounding police.

"It's not that we want to be born, but that you created us and created all this."

The chains of spirits are too similar to those of the Ghost King. However, the rules of spirits are more vague than those of the Ghost King, like subtle influences, rather than hard regulations.

I am now witnessing the occurrence and evolution of this impact.

It's like seeing how the future world that I hate is formed little by little.

And I can't do anything.

I took a deep breath again and stopped looking at the chains.

Let’s solve the matter here first, and then think about it.

What Chen Yihan and Ye Qing said are right. Don’t be affected by emotions, don’t be affected by strength. Now...

I suddenly looked up and looked at the ceiling.

Several special police officers also looked up and pointed the gun in their hands towards the ceiling.

Dingdengdeng...

There was a sound of running from the ceiling, and the sound of children running was very heavy, but very short, and it ran from the left to the right.

I saw the yin energy of the child who belonged to me.

"There are no ghosts in this building. Go upstairs." I said to Chen Yihan.

The special police were wearing masks, but I still felt that their sight on me was a little stunning.

I had already anticipated this, and the reality was much better than I expected. After all, they were well-trained people, not ordinary people. Chen Yihan should have explained to them before.

Chen Yihan nodded, "Your abilities seem to have changed a little."

"Well. I can use Nangong Yao's abilities." I said calmly.

Chen Yihan paused.

I looked back at him.

Chen Yihan's subtle expression flashed away.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

He shook his head, "You can slow down a little later when you do it. I need to train people."

I was stunned and looked at the special police around me, hesitating.

"Mr. Lin, are there any problems?" One of the special police stood up and asked directly.

"You should have seen it too. Those are ghosts and cannot be used to infer them by common sense. Your weapons should not be useful to them." I said frankly.

Things like guns are very harmful to ordinary people, but they are almost useless to ghosts.

I believe that if these special police are prepared, they can escape unscathed when they face some kids. The kids can't do anything to them, but they can't do anything to them either.

"Don't their power come from fear?" Chen Yihan asked back.

The power of ghosts does come from fear.

"You want..." I guessed, but I thought Chen Yihan's idea was whimsical. As long as those little ghosts knew that guns could not hurt them, they would not be afraid or affected.

"I was not going to do this originally. But your abilities have changed, so you can give it a try." Chen Yihan said.

This is to treat me as a security bolt.

Although I was not optimistic, I still agreed.

As I walked towards the stairwell, I couldn't help asking: "Where are those from the expert database?"

Chen Yihan lowered his eyelids, "Those people are unreliable."

My heart thumped and I remembered Wu Ling’s description of the supernatural circle.

What Chen Yihan said is not reliable in terms of ability, but unreliable in terms of other aspects.

"Do they want such a world?" My voice couldn't help but rise.

"Of course." Chen Yihan answered quickly, and it was still a very affirmative answer.

I felt angry, chilled, but I felt a sense of powerlessness.

If you think about it carefully, for people in the supernatural circle, for those who are capable, a world where ghosts are rampant and may encounter death at any time is a world that suits their interests. Maximize the effectiveness of abilities. If the type of abilities is more appropriate, it can also become an existence similar to the Ghost King.

Just like the heavenly master in the future world, he controls one side like a ghost king, and becomes a land emperor to determine life and death.

This is probably the dream of many people.

Even if they don't do that, a ghost will have the advantage and be made public, and will make money easier for them to make money. They no longer have to use their abilities secretly or hide in the eyes of the public.

This is indeed a good thing for them.

Christina has shown a "miracle". If there is another big riot, more people will definitely jump out and tell the world the "truth". At that time...

A world that I just changed appeared in my mind.

This is really a big trouble.

If the Ghost King is fueling the fire, I will consume this meaningless thing next, and I will be exhausted from running around and it will be impossible to accumulate more power to reverse the entire world at once.

"Don't think so much about it first, solve the problem that is coming soon." Chen Yihan reminded.

I exhaled, suppressed those messy thoughts and calmed myself down.

Our team has changed positions, and the special police are in front of them, advancing in an orderly manner according to what they do in their daily training. Chen Yihan and I followed behind. I raised my hand slightly, ready to erase the little ghost hidden on this floor at any time.

The special police in front moves quickly and neatly, with a sense of beauty.

They walked along the corridors, inspected the wards and nurse stations, duty rooms, and kept moving forward almost silently.

They approached the room little by little.

With a bang, the door of the room was opened, and the two of them rushed in first, checking the room and under the bed.

They did not find ghosts in those conspicuous places, and they followed the steps and opened the toilet door and wardrobe door in the room.

"Ah--" A scream came from the closet.

The figure of a little boy was revealed.

Several guns immediately pointed at his body.

He shivered and raised a small face full of tears.

"Dad...Mom..." The child called his parents, tears flowing.

The special police paused.

"Kid, you come out first." said the SWAT captain.

The boy wiped his tears, as if he didn't listen to this.

The SWAT captain gave a look to the team members beside him, put down his gun, walked to the boy, and stretched out his hand to him.

His hands grabbed the boy's arm.

The boy put down his hand and suddenly grabbed the SWAT captain's arm with his backhand, and the crying expression on his face disappeared.
Chapter completed!