"This…"
Pang Xiang's mouth was slightly agape, unable to close for a long time. The impact of this scene on him was too great.
How did he do it?
He was stunned and shocked. He knew Wen Hongwen's situation very well. In the past, people often said that he was on his last breath. This was the most appropriate way to describe Wen Hongwen.
And now, what did he see…this person was fighting with the King of Hell for his soul?
The King of Hell said that he wanted the third watch to die. Did this person slap the left side of the King of Hell's face and change the time of death by a hundred million points?
"Pure heart, if you die like this, it will be Cang County's loss.”
An Yanyuan watched as Wen Hongwen's forehead gradually cleared up. He smiled and turned around to leave.
A soft voice entered his ears.
Pang Xiang came back to his senses. He turned to look at An Yanyuan, wanting to express his gratitude to the 'fierce man'.
The next moment, he was stunned.
In his eyes.
An Yanyuan turned around. His black robe seemed to be dragging on the ground, but it was spotless. He took a step forward and his figure disappeared.
"Gone?" Pang Xiang stood up and looked at the place where An Yuyuan had disappeared in horror.
He quickly stood up and looked around.
What he saw.
There were only empty and quiet streets. The houses that they had destroyed were empty. There were no other things or people.
"Teleportation?"
This phrase appeared in Pang Xiang's mind."There's a ghost controller from the Ghost Realm?”
Ghost Realm was a type of ability of ghosts. It could be said that those who possessed Ghost Realm were all ferocious ghosts!
The body of a ghost controller could nurture ghosts and obtain the abilities of ghosts. This also meant that if there were ghosts in the body, the person would also be fierce. Otherwise, they would only be devoured by the ghosts. There was no second possibility.
* Cough cough *
Wen Hongwen suddenly coughed, interrupting Pang Xiang's wild thoughts.
"Hongwen, how are you?" Pang Xiang asked and checked his best friend's physical condition.
Wen Hongwen sat up straight, as if nothing had happened."I'm fine."”
"..."
Pang Xiang's mouth twitched.
He couldn't react in time. A second ago, Wen Hongwen was about to die. Now…he was the one who was injured. As for Wen Hongwen, he was completely fine.
"Pang Xiang, don't you find him a little familiar?”
Wen Hongwen didn't check his body and said this instead.
Hearing this, Pang Xiang didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
At a time like this, this guy still had the mood to care about who others were.
Although Wen Hongwen looked fine, he still felt worried. He checked Wen Hongwen's physical characteristics and even took his pulse.
"You said he looks familiar?" Pang Xiang couldn't help but say this as he checked.
He was also curious as to who this fierce person who killed Class B malicious ghosts like ants was. Was there such a person in the country? Which of the top ghost controllers had a habit of wearing ancient costumes?
"You don't have any impression of it?"
"Who is it?"
"When we saw him the day before yesterday, Grandma even begged him to get you a wife.”
"What are you talking about? What do you mean by begging him to…"
Pang Xiang's expression stiffened, and his eyes were filled with shock. His mouth was wide open as he looked at Wen Hong Wen.
Wen Hongwen looked at his best friend's slightly comical expression. Normally, he would have laughed at him, but now he was not in the mood.
He was about to die just now, and when he was really about to die, his mind was very active. Perhaps this was the last glimmer of light that the ancients often said. When he saw An Yanyuan clearly, he immediately compared it with the clay statue of the Shing Wong he saw the day before yesterday. This comparison made him completely forget about checking his body.
Seeing his best friend's expression, Wen Hongwen was even more convinced that he wasn't the only one who thought so.
"I'm not like you"
"Yes…but it's impossible.”
Pang Xiang's eyelids twitched as he shouted in a low voice.
There really was a City God in this world?
Pang Xiang wanted to shake his head violently. He denied this possibility in his heart, but he quickly thought of a detail. When that person left, he said that he had a pure heart. If he died like this, it would be a loss for Cang County. The two words 'Cang County' were used to describe Cang City. As a local, Pang Xiang had some understanding of the local history. Cang City used to be called Cang County.
No way...
In the communication room, the square-faced man and the communication staff were staring at the screen with wide eyes.
They had witnessed An Yanyuan's appearance and witnessed Wen Hongwen's resurrection together with Pang Xiang.
The person-in-charge was shocked.
"Use Face Recognition to find out who he is.”He immediately gave the order. At the same time, he racked his brains to find out which of the A-class fierce people was similar to An Shiyuan.
The square-faced middle-aged man couldn't remember any of them that matched An Shiyuan.
"Team Leader, there's no match.”
The contact officer looked at the computer and was instantly stunned.
The square-faced middle-aged man glared at her."No? Check again."
"No, there's no one in the database. It should be a non-staff ghost controller.”The term "non-official ghost controller" referred to the non-official ghost controller.
"Did you get plastic surgery?"
The square-faced middle-aged man frowned.
He did not give up and ordered again,"Increase the search area, including ordinary people. I want to know his identity.”
This was an existence that could easily kill a B-class malicious ghost. Once tonight's incident was spread out, it would definitely attract the attention of the provincial big shots. In fact, it would not only attract the attention of the provincial big shots, but also the big shots of the higher level. They would immediately send out an invitation to join the Ghost Controller Bureau.
After he gave the order, he heard the conversation between Pang Xiang and Wen Hong Wen.
"Pang Xiang, what kind of riddles are you talking about? Do you know this top-notch ghost controller?”
His words were filled with surprise, as if he had seen the light at the end of the tunnel.
"It's just a guess, but it's very ridiculous.”
"Ridiculous?"
"Could it be a transsexual top-notch ghost controller? And his identity was a famous fierce person overseas?”
"This isn't ridiculous."
Uh.
The square-faced middle-aged man held his breath. Wasn't this ridiculous?
"Stop playing riddles and tell me quickly. I have to write a report as soon as possible and report it to headquarters when it happened. You should know what it means to be able to instantly kill a Class B puzzle ghost.”
Pang Xiang smiled bitterly.
Then, he looked at Wen Hongwen, who nodded. In the latter's opinion, it was fine to leave the troublesome matters to the people above. Whether their guesses were true or false, the people above would naturally judge and deal with them.
"Hurry up." The square-faced middle-aged man was impatient.
"Who is it?"
"Lord Shing Wong."
…City
God Temple.
An Yanyuan's body was as light as a swan as he floated to the entrance of the temple. His face was filled with thoughts.
He was thinking about something.
He was a little down and out as a city god. He was clearly a city god, but he did not have any manpower.
"If there were people, that headless little ghost tonight would have been discovered and eliminated long ago. No one would have been injured.”
An Yanyuan was not an invincible existence that could sense the changes in every inch of the land under his jurisdiction. If he had this ability, he would not be a City God of a city, but a City God of a province, the total City God of thirteen provinces.
'Ding…solved the Headless Ghost incident, protected the peace of Cang City, helped the people with pure hearts survive, triggered special check-in. Do you want to carry out today's special check-in?”
"Sign in."
"Special sign-in. Successful sign-in. Obtained twelve night patrol messengers of death and twelve day patrol messengers of death.”
Hearing this reward, An Yuanyuan smiled.
He really wanted to sleep, but a pillow came.
"Wonderful, wonderful."
An Yanyuan laughed heartily…
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