When he woke up early in the morning, Shang Yan checked how the facilities built last night were progressing, but he was disappointed. He built so many buildings but not even one of them was completed.

It seems that if you want to receive the reward, you can't do it this morning.

After giving the cemetery to Liao Jin, Shang Yan went to Wencheng again.

Zhang Wei has not given him the talisman today. At the same time, Shang Yan has to enter Rizhao Building to investigate Zhang Bensheng's situation, otherwise he will not be able to complete the task issued by the blackboard.

They still met in that milk tea shop, but this time Zhang Wei came earlier than Shang Yan.

"Master, you are here." As soon as he saw Shang Yan walking into the store, Zhang Wei immediately stood up enthusiastically and said.

"This is for you. Now take me directly into Rizhao Building." Shang Yan handed the two talismans to Zhang Wei.

For places like Rizhao Building, where there are many ghosts, it is absolutely efficient and quicker to investigate what is going on than asking people.

After following Zhang Wei into Rizhao Building, Shang Yan took the elevator and rushed directly to the rooftop.

Yesterday he had made an appointment with Dong Jiahe and met at an old place today.

Unlike walking on the stairs, Shang Yan, the elevator in Rizhao Building, felt the yin energy when he stepped into it, so that it was still irritable and stuffy outside, but as soon as he walked into the elevator, he suddenly felt his body begin to cool down inexplicably.

A building that is rented to various companies must be very crowded and crowded during working hours.

Shang Yan soon felt what Roujiamo was. When he just walked into the elevator, he was instantly pushed to the corner of the elevator by the crowded crowd.

In this case, it is difficult to move one leg, let alone turn around.

When the elevator door slowly closes, the elevator rises all the way upwards.

"Click on the eighth floor, thank you."

"Please help me press the 12th floor."

"I'm going to the sixth floor to help."

...

There were loud calls for help in the elevator, and people from the inside were asking for help from those standing by the door, which seemed very lively for a moment.

"Fifteenth floor, thank you."

After everyone finished shouting, a soft and soft voice slowly sounded behind Shang Yan.

Shang Yan usually only hears this kind of sound when surfing the Internet, so he can't help but look back at the owner of the sound curiously.

"Damn it!" Shang Yan said in surprise.

Originally, he thought this would be a cute petite girl, but he didn't expect that the other party was actually a real ol-magic sister.

Tall figure, a little heroic appearance, and slender legs.

With the soft girl's voice and the figure and appearance of the lady, the contrast between this combination is really fascinating.

Seeing Shang Yan looking at him, the woman asked expressionlessly: "What are you looking at?"

"Oh, nothing." Shang Yan quickly turned around and stopped looking at him.

Although this woman's tone was a bit cold, giving people a feeling of being rejected by thousands of miles away, she couldn't resist the soft girl's voice, which not only did she not feel backfired, but she also wanted her to say a few more words. It would be even better if she could scold herself.

"Hmm?" Shang Yan was stunned for no reason. What kind of perverted thoughts he was, it was too cheap.

The people in front kept retreating, hoping to squeeze out more space. This made Shang Yan suffer. Behind him was the imperial sister, and behind him was the elevator wall, and there was no extra space to squeeze for those people.

Shang Yan subconsciously retreated and immediately felt that two balls of things were bumped into his back.

Soft... bounced...

However, the next second, an arm stretched out enough gap between the two things and their backs.

Shang Yan looked back and saw the royal sister crossing her arms and looking at him with anger.

In the summer, everyone was wearing thin clothes. Shang Yan touched his head awkwardly. It was really hard to express too much at this time.

If you laugh, others may think that you are a lewd smile after you deliberately succeed. If you apologize, girls are also shameless. If too many people know about this, it will become even more embarrassing.

So scratching the head became the only action Shang Yan could do at this moment.

As the floor gradually increased, more and more people left the elevator, and finally the entire elevator became empty.

Shang Yan hurried to the place far away from the woman, looking at her toes, pretending to be honest.

Because he was going to the rooftop, it was definitely impossible for someone to leave the elevator later than him. One by one, they left the elevator one by one. With the strange eyes of the person who left the stairs at the end, Shang Yan reached out and pressed the closing button.

"Hu." He breathed a lot of relief. With only Shang Yan left in the elevator, the place began to become uneasy.

In Shang Yan's eyes, ghosts began to fall from the top of the elevator, surrounded Shang Yan in a mess, and began to chat.

Shang Yan walked to the dead corner that the camera could not capture without expression, and then asked the ghosts: "Who do you know Zhang Bensheng?"

It was quiet, and every ghost stared at Shang Yan quietly, not knowing who he was talking to.

"I'm asking you what you are doing, what are you watching me do? Are you a mute ghost?" Shang Yan asked again.

It was as if a pan of oil exploded. The ghosts looked at Shang Yan incredibly, just like tourists looking at the giant panda in the Panda Garden in Sichuan Province.

"Can you see us?"

"Damn you can actually see us?"

"Really? He isn't acting, is he?"

A group of ghosts surrounded Shang Yan, and they all squeezed in front of him and shook their hands at Shang Yan's eyes.

"I can see you." Shang Yan asked: "Now answer my question, who do you know Zhang Bensheng?"

"Zhang Bensheng? Who is that?"

"I think I have some impression, but I just can't remember it for a while, look at my brain."

"Where do you get your brain when you've become a ghost? Zhang Bensheng, I know, isn't this Rizhao Building his own? I've seen it several times before."

"Yes, yes, it's him, Rizhao Building is his property."

A large number of ghosts nodded quickly and agreed. It was obvious that they were still very interested in Shang Yan, and their faces were full of excitement and excitement.

Shang Yan naturally knew why these ghosts were so excited. After all, it was rare for people to see ghosts.

"The owner of Rizhao Building is a bit big." Shang Yan couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Rizhao Building alone collects rent, and the income is amazing. If Bensheng can own Rizhao Building, his status should obviously not be underestimated.

Whether it is connections or means, the energy that can be used on hand is far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Shang Yan's mission goal this time is to let Zhang Bensheng spit out all the bad money he had eaten, which is really difficult.

However, Shang Yan was really surprised. Most of the tasks issued by the blackboard in the past were related to dealing with supernatural events. This time he actually interfered in other people's family affairs and presided over justice for the victims. This was completely a troublemaker.

There is a way to deal with the ghost Shang Yan, but it is really difficult to let him deal with the rich people.
Chapter completed!