Chapter 2667
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Chen Zhao was sure that the policewoman didn't hear it.
There was no reason she could hear it but he couldn't.
"You must have heard it wrong."
"I didn't. How could I? I heard it very clearly," the policewoman said with certainty.
Chen Zhao felt a little stifled.
Chen Zhao felt a little stifled. He couldn't persuade the girl to come back.
"Don't you think that this is the plot of a supernatural movie?"
"Shut up." The policewoman glared at Chen Zhao. "Are you that scared of ghosts?"
"Of course. You're not scared of ghosts?"
"No."
"You're not because you've never seen one before."
"Oh, so you're scared of ghosts because you've seen one before?"
"You wouldn't believe me even if I said I've seen one before."
Clang —
The policewoman kicked open the door on the first floor. She kicked a hole in the wooden door.
The policewoman reached her hand in through the hole and unlocked the door.
"We're trespassing, right?"
"There's a ghost living in this sh * tty place."
"Maybe it really is a ghost's place."
"Are you done?"
There weren't houses on either side of the street. It was probably an abandoned commercial street.
Chen Zhao followed the policewoman into the house and went up the stairs to the second floor.
The second floor had probably been used as an indoor shop.
There was a passageway with many compartments on both sides. These had all been used as small shops in the past.
However, it was already empty now. All that was left was empty and the ground was littered with trash.
Just then, Chen Zhao and the policewoman saw a figure at the end of the passageway.
The figure was sitting on a chair. It was clearly in the dim passageway.
However, the figure was very eye-catching.
It was so eye-catching that it made one's hair stand on end.
Chen Zhao frowned. He could see the figure, but he couldn't feel it.
Moreover, Chen Zhao realized that he couldn't see it clearly at all.
Was it a ghost from China?
Chen Zhao wasn't sure, but the figure didn't give him a good feeling.
Perhaps because he didn't know, Chen Zhao was very cautious.
The policewoman didn't think too much. She strode forward.
"Hey, there," the policewoman called loudly.
However, when she was less than ten feet away from the figure, the figure became fainter and fainter.
In the end, it disappeared …
The policewoman was stunned. In that instant, she broke out in a cold sweat.
Pa —
"Ah … …" The policewoman's shoulder was heavily patted, and she screamed in fear.
"You know fear too?" Chen Zhao stood behind the policewoman.
"Ghost! A ghost!! "
"I saw." Chen Zhao looked at the policewoman mockingly. "Weren't you not afraid earlier?"
The policewoman's expression was very ugly. "Maybe I'm just seeing things."
"I don't think I'm seeing things. I also saw that figure just now, and then it disappeared. I don't think it's possible that both of us are seeing things at the same time."
The policewoman's expression became even more bitter. "You really saw it too!"
"So, this is obviously the plot of a horror movie."
The policewoman shivered. "Let's get out of here."
How could he leave so casually after entering this place?
When the two of them tried to leave, they realized that the road behind them had changed.
Even Chen Zhao looked confused.
Because even he did not notice when the road behind him had changed.
"Ghost Hits the Wall! This is Ghost Hits the Wall … We can't get out. "The policewoman sobbed. Her face was full of sadness.
She was not as strong as she looked.
Chen Zhao narrowed his eyes and released his Little World.
But he did not feel anything.
It was a desolate place. There seemed to be nothing.
"Let's go," Chen Zhao said. "We can't just wait here. Let's walk around and maybe we can find the way out."
"What if we can't find the way?"
"There are windows here. This is only the second floor. We won't die even if we jump down."
The policewoman looked at a cubicle. "I don't think there are windows here."
Is this an alternate space? Chen Zhao was confused.
To be honest, Chen Zhao was also very curious about Chinese spells.
After all, Chen Zhao was also an expert in alternate spaces.
But now, he had actually been pulled into this area that seemed to be an alternate space without a sound.
It was either that the person was extremely powerful.
Or that the person's spells were strange and Chen Zhao was not familiar with them.
But Chen Zhao did not mind trying.
Chen Zhao walked into the cubicle and tried to push.
Crash —
The wall collapsed instantly, revealing a huge hole.
The policewoman's eyeballs almost popped out.
"You …"
"This wall is too loose." Chen Zhao pursed his lips. "It's a jerry-built project. Maybe that's why this place was demolished."
The wall was not real. It was probably just a facade. There was some kind of energy inside, probably an earth spell.
Chen Zhao did not use too much strength. He only used a bit more strength than breaking the wall.
Chen Zhao had thought that the wall formed by this spell would be very hard.
But that was not the case. It was indeed a bit harder than a wall made of bricks and soil.
But it was only a bit harder. It was far from being invincible.
It was also not strong enough to block Chen Zhao's strength.
Just then, somewhere outside the area, a Taoist priest suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.
The priest's face paled. "Damn, that person is also a cultivator?! That bastard Yu Keming … He tricked me!!! "
Suddenly, the priest spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Again! F * ck, that bastard wants to break my Small World! "
Wah —
As he spoke, the priest spat out another mouthful of blood.
His mouth was like a water faucet.
Large amounts of blood sprayed out like crazy.
The Small World was his unique spell. It opened up an alternate space that was neither too big nor too small.
However, normally speaking, if one didn't have enough cultivation, they wouldn't be able to maintain a separate space.
But his sect took a different approach. It fused one's natal primordial spirit with the alternate space.
It was like a natal dharma treasure, which could be controlled at will.
But the disadvantage was also obvious. It was not lethal enough.
It would be easy to trap a normal person. It might not scare them to death, but it would at least prevent them from escaping. They could starve to death!
But what about trapping a cultivator?
Sorry, but no cultivator had a good temper.
He could cause great destruction in the Small World.
It was almost as if he was being punched in the chest.
Chen Zhao did not know that much, but this was his usual practice.
Chen Zhao didn't have any other abilities, but he was good at destruction.
Behind a wall or a wall?
It did not matter. This was not a problem for Chen Zhao.
He just had to punch …
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