Chapter 274 Xiaocao
After running for an unknown amount of time, the black man Wei De finally stopped. He looked around in panic and found that he had run to a farm outside the town.

"Did that guy really let us go?" Wei De collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, filled with fear.

"I can't stay in this small town anymore," Wei De began to think about his next move after finding out that he had really escaped the crisis. "I heard that the gang is offering a large reward for any supernatural event. If I..."

Jingle Bell! ! !
Suddenly the phone rang, startling Wei De. He looked around and didn't see anyone, so he breathed a sigh of relief and took the phone out of his pocket.

"It must be Jack and the others. I don't know where they ran off to."

When the three of them were escaping, they once again very experiencedly split up, so he didn't know where his two companions had gone.

"Huh? What's going on?" Wei De was surprised to find that the person who called him was not his companion, but a bunch of gibberish.

Just as he was hesitating whether to answer the phone, the ringing stopped and an invisible curse was released.

Wei De fell heavily to the ground, his phone fell to the side, and his face still showed the joy of surviving the disaster.

At the same time as Wei De died, his two companions also died in the same way.

After withdrawing his perception and watching the follow-up of the three people, his clone, who was still staying in the town to watch the show, finally put the telephone booth into the wilderness of knowledge with satisfaction.

The deaths of the three gangsters were not caused by their clones, but by the killing pattern of the ghost call.

As part of the ghost call, the three people had been in contact with the phone booth for such a long time that they had already been cursed, which led to their death.

"It's a worthy death. I didn't break my promise. I can only blame you for not being strong enough."

The clone chuckled and disappeared into the town.

It was not until a long time ago that the residents of the town discovered that the telephone booth that had existed on the roadside for decades had disappeared.

However, because this telephone booth had been scrapped for many years, it did not attract much attention.

In the headquarters laboratory, a clone suddenly appeared in front of Wang Xiaoming: "Master, the item is in hand."

After saying this, the clone prepared to turn around and leave.

"Wait a minute, don't do the experiment yet, there is something I need you to do!" Wang Xiaoming called his clone and directly conveyed his thoughts to him.

The clone immediately looked through the information that had just appeared in his mind and felt a little surprised.

The task assigned by the main body was actually to simplify the spiritual runes so as to facilitate their later teaching to the new ghost riders.

Wang Xiaoming thought of this matter when he was visiting several of the Seven Elders of the Republic of China, but he didn't really implement it because he was busy.

Only then did he have a chance to catch his breath and then handed it over to his clone.

Simplifying the supernatural runes is a huge project that requires a lot of time and energy. The clone did not dare to delay and immediately turned around and started working.

After assigning the task to his clone, Wang Xiaoming's consciousness once again came to the wilderness of knowledge and looked at the telephone booth floating above the light mist.

The clone's action of recovering the telephone booth went very smoothly. Although it was cursed by the ghost call, after the ghost call was collected into the Wilderness of Knowledge, the curse was cleared when the clone was teleported through the Wilderness of Knowledge.

At this time, the ghost call had been completely suppressed by the wilderness of knowledge and had no ability to commit any crime.

"The ghost caller who killed people invisibly in the outside world and never got caught was actually a phone booth that didn't move. It was really dramatic."

Wang Xiaoming took out a blue musical note and brought it close to the phone booth. When the distance was less than one meter, the note seemed to sense the existence of the main body and suddenly changed. The note turned into an old telephone receiver. As if he had guessed it long ago, Wang Xiaoming put the telephone receiver into the groove in the phone booth, and the originally broken telephone line automatically connected and became complete.

But the broken door frame can never be found again.

After restoring the ghost call, Wang Xiaoming did not stop, opened the Eye of Secrets and began to analyze the ghost call.

Whether it is the reputation of Ghost Call in the outside world or its own peculiarity, this evil ghost has great research value.

……

Not long after, Zhao Jianguo arrived at the Huodou base and immediately began to attack the spiritual volcano.

That day he sent ten top ghost hunters to explore the mysterious volcano.

In order to ensure the smooth progress of this exploration, the headquarters also equipped these ten top ghost hunters with a large number of supernatural props.

Feng Quan was among them. He was noticed by the headquarters because of his experience of going deep into the mysterious volcano. In addition, as a new ghost rider, he was selected in the first batch.

At this time, Feng Quan was holding a high-intensity flashlight in his left hand that could travel through the haunted places, and a red ghost candle in his right hand that could save his life. There was also a strange sound of ghost-exorcising bells in his ears. He was fully armed.

After Zhao Jianguo gave the ten people a brief mobilization, he ordered them to open the passage and let the ten people drive special vehicles into the mysterious volcano.

As soon as they entered the mysterious place, the ten cars dispersed and drove in different directions.

Inside the car, Feng Quan was driving while looking around vigilantly. It had been only over half a year since he last entered the mysterious volcano, and his strength had undergone tremendous changes.

Not only did he transform from an ordinary Ghost Rider to a top Ghost Rider, but he also became a new Ghost Rider who had a contract to control evil spirits.

Coupled with the large number of supernatural props in his hands, he can now defeat the previous twenty ghost riders by himself.

But he still didn't dare to let his guard down, because the supernatural place was too dangerous and even S-level ghosts might appear. No one knew what would happen next.

"Hmm? The one in front is..."

As the vehicle went deeper, Feng Quan suddenly saw something familiar. It was a paralyzed special vehicle, which was the car that failed to escape when they transported the Zhurong Stone last time.

The vehicle slowly stopped. Feng Quan looked around and found nothing unusual. Then he got out of the car carefully and walked to the paralyzed vehicle.

In just over half a year, the tires of this car have become extremely decayed. You have to know that these are special tires that are resistant to corrosion and wear, and they can be left outdoors for two or three years of high-intensity use without any problems.

Feng Quan walked around the vehicle and checked the general situation. He found that there was still a lot of Zhurong stones stored in the cargo box, about ten tons.

When he arrived at the front of the car, Feng Quan found that the front of the car was severely damaged, as if it had hit something and caused it to stop. There was no one in the car. The driver should have gotten off the car in time, but it was not known whether he survived.

"There are no obstacles around the vehicle. The collision on the front of the vehicle must have been caused by an evil spirit."

Feng Quan thought of his last experience and felt something in his heart.

Just when he relaxed a little, the ringing in his ear suddenly rang loudly and the automatic defense started.

The ground began to loosen, and a pale ghost hand stretched out, trying to pull his legs, but it was blocked by the sound of the ghost-exorcising bell, so the ghost hand failed.

Before Feng Quan could relax, a number of pale ghost hands stretched out next to this ghost hand and kept shaking, like grass that had just grown tender leaves, swaying in the wind.

(End of this chapter)