He suddenly looked over.
The person in the portrait still had a straight eyebrow and a straight beard. He looked righteous.
However, a portrait was still a portrait. An Che felt that he must have been seeing things just now.
"Thank you, Senior!"
An Che bowed to the mourning hall.
Although he did not know who this person was, since he had benefited from him, he definitely had to be polite.
Suddenly, the candlelight extinguished by itself.
An Che felt a wave of pressure coming towards him. Seeing this, he quickly retreated and left the room.
An Che understood what he meant. The candlelight extinguished meant that he was sending the guest off.
It meant that no one was welcome in this room.
" Ninth Uncle's ancestral hall…Dao Zhenying…"
Walking in the corridor, An Che muttered to himself as he recalled the details of the entire room.
He really couldn't think of such a person in his mind. Perhaps it was because he lacked information.
"Looks like I have to think of a way to get some information.”
An Che quickened his pace and continued to walk forward.
He planned to return after walking for a while.
Because he had already lost track of the girl.
There was a high chance that the poor girl who was dragged away would not come back.
Even he had to be careful in such a place, let alone an ordinary person.
"It's almost time. Let's go back."
After walking for a while, he still didn't find anything. Helplessly, An Che could only give up.
The deeper they went, the stronger the supernatural aura became. In the end, there was even a pressure that gradually attacked them.
There might be some terrifying existences in the corridor.
An Che had no choice but to give up and return to the second floor.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, a voice appeared out of thin air.
"Why are you here?"
The voice belonged to a middle-aged man.
An Che was stunned for a moment. The voice seemed to come from all directions. He could not determine the other party's location.
"I'm just a passerby." An Che replied slowly, his tone emotionless.
"Passerby? How can a passerby walk this far?"
Then, An Che felt pressure coming from all directions.
At the same time, he closed his eyes and relied on the Ghost Domain to sense his surroundings.
In the next moment, he disappeared from where he was and reappeared more than ten meters away.
A black shadow appeared where he was standing just now.
That black shadow extended out from the shadow and looked like it was going to ambush An Che.
"You're also a ghost tamer? Where are you from?"
The voice appeared again, but this time An Che did not respond.
The entire corridor fell into a strange silence.
Suddenly, An Che disappeared from where he was.
When he reappeared, he was back at his previous position.
"Don't move, or you will die for sure.”
An Che said to the air in front of him. There was nothing there.
"How did you know I was here?"
The other party sounded very surprised.
An Che didn't answer him.
Of course, this was An Che. The effect of skills could not be ignored.
He had used Ghost Domain to teleport away from the other party's line of sight, and Ghost Domain had the effect of isolating vision.
When the enemy lost his vision, he could use a skill that could not be ignored to teleport behind the enemy.
This was also thanks to the pitch-black environment in the corridor.
The requirement of the skill,'Not to be Neglected', was to see.
Using other methods to sense it did not count. Only by staring at him could he stop him from activating this skill.
In such an environment, An Che undoubtedly had the upper hand.
At this moment, he was standing behind the enemy with his eyes closed. As long as he opened his eyes, the enemy would die on the spot.
"Can you show yourself now?"
An Che said to the air ahead.
After a short period of silence, a figure slowly appeared in the originally empty area in front of them.
It was a middle-aged man wearing a gray coat and sunglasses. He looked very cool.
"Who are you?"
"I'm from the government. Are you a ghost tamer?”
The other party replied slowly.
"Officials? What proof do you have?"
"This is my identification card!"
He suddenly took out a small black book.
An Che took it and opened it.
This was a document issued by the official Supernatural Investigation Bureau. His name was written on it: Chen Liangcai
Other than that, there was no other information.
However, An Che could accurately determine that this document was real, and what he said was true.
The Emotion Controller skill allowed him to distinguish between true and false.
A person's emotions when telling the truth were different from those when telling lies.
"Why are you here?"
An Che asked as he returned the documents to him.
"I forgot."
"Forgotten?"
An Che was stunned for a moment, not understanding what he meant.
Then, he slowly turned around.
"It's you? Old An?"
The man suddenly exclaimed.
"Old An?" An Che was stunned for a moment. It was the first time he had heard someone address him like that.
"Oh, I was wrong. He's not that young.”
The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a pale face.
His face was unbelievably pale, as if his face was painted with powder.
"My name is An Che."
An Che said slowly.
"Oh? Your surname is also An? Do you know An Mingxuan?" The man asked calmly.
"An Mingxuan? He is my father!"
For the first time, An Che's stiff face showed a change in expression.
"You know my father?"
"Are you Old An's son?"
Chen Liangcai's expression also changed.
"I was wondering why they looked so alike.”
"Do you know where your father is?"
he asked.
"My father and mother died in a car accident three years ago?”
"He died in a car accident? Hehehehe, how could someone like him be killed by a car? He might be here too…"
"What?!"
An Che opened his eyes abruptly and looked at him in shock.
Fortunately, due to his control, the skill did not trigger.
Otherwise, he might have directly sent the person in front of him away with a skill that could not be looked at directly.
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