Chapter 88: You paid to publish the report that I was hit by a bus?

Chapter 88: You paid to publish the report that I was hit by a bus?

Chapter 88: You paid to publish the report that I was hit by a bus?

Zhang Hao didn't care about the reactions of various forces.

After dealing with Nie Yingping and a few other people who had caught the ghost bride's attention, Zhang Hao took the bride and left Dadong City.

For Zhang Hao, it no longer makes sense to stay in this city.

He is not one of those evil spirits that acts according to the rules of killing, so there is no need for him to stay in this city all the time.

Of course, it's worth mentioning.

After the Ghost Bride had produced a sufficient number of ghost paintings, Zhang Hao buried two of them deep underground in the east and west of Dadong City respectively.

In order to prevent something similar to what happened to Old Qin from happening again, this is a backup plan for myself.

As Zhang Hao and the ghost bride left, the gray paper ashes that kept falling from the sky drifted away into the distance.

In the city, Yang Jian and others who gathered together breathed a sigh of relief.

"Has that horrible thing finally gone?"

Wang Cha Ling looked at the city with lingering fear. Although the ghost den had disappeared, this city that had lost its color could never regain its color.

Zhang Hao was afraid of the Wang family and was unwilling to take risks. But wasn't Wang Chaling also afraid of being killed?

The entire city was affected by this incident and turned into a dead city.

"Yang Jian, Wang Chaling, what's the situation in Dadong City?"

As soon as the ghost disappeared, a call came from the headquarters.

"The problem is serious. The Red and White Devils left for unknown reasons, but the entire city has now lost its color."

Wang Chaling said in a low voice: "And now there are almost no traces of living people in the city."

Hearing this, Cao Yanhua's face paused.

The city has lost its color, and people are dead. I'm afraid that Dadong City will be scrapped from now on?

"Immediately arrange for people to investigate the population losses in Dadong City." Cao Yanhua said in a deep voice.

"Wang Chaling, you should pay more attention to the situation in Dadong City recently. If the city's losses are too severe, then you can move to other cities to settle down."

"I understand." Wang Chaling's tone was a little depressed.

The current situation in Dadong City is no longer habitable. Even he does not have the courage to continue living in such a terrifying and scary city.

Although logically speaking, after the ghost painting covered the ghost den, all the wandering evil spirits in Dadong City should have been taken away.

Apart from the ghosts in the Wang family's old house, there should be no other evil ghosts in the city.

But just looking at this city, Wang Chaling couldn't help but think of everything that happened today.

Time passed slowly, and after a day of investigation, the population loss of Dadong City was revealed.

However, what is strange is that the headquarters' archives only record the original population of Dadong City, and there is no record of who these people are.

Logically speaking, even if only a small part of a city’s population was not recorded in time, most of the people should have been recorded.

But in this supernatural incident, the vast majority of the dead people seemed to have been forgotten by people, and they didn't remember such a person at all.

If they had not discovered a lot of black and white portraits during their investigation in the city, they probably would not have known that such a person had died in the city.

"Maybe this is the ability of that ghost." Wang Xiaoming said, staring at the blank file in the file bag.

"The Red and White Devils not only obtained the ghost painting, but also some special spiritual things."

At this point, Wang Xiaoming looked up at the display screen: "Perhaps it is the power that turned the entire city black and white."

"What do you mean?" Cao Yanhua asked puzzledly.

"There is a saying among the people that there are two evil spirits, red and white. The red evil spirit always represents happiness, while the white evil spirit represents funerals."

"And the White Evil of the Red and White Evils is most likely the source of the city losing its color."

Having said that, Wang Xiaoming tapped a few times on the computer, and several black and white photos appeared.

"Look, all these dead people left behind a black and white photo. To some extent, is there any connection between this and Baisha?"

Hearing this, Cao Yanhua raised his head and said solemnly, "Professor Wang, are you talking about the situation where all the dead people left behind portraits?"

"Yes, Baisha was mourning, and all the people he killed left behind portraits." Wang Xiaoming nodded.

“Perhaps this is why we lose the memories recorded by the people in these portraits.”

"After a person dies, all his social relationships disappear like smoke, and people can only remember him when they see his portrait."

Hearing this, Cao Yanhua shook his head; "Evil ghosts are always looking for puzzle pieces, even if they kill people, it's to find puzzle pieces."

"What can these portraits represent?"

Although this explanation made sense, he couldn't understand what the point was.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaoming shook his head: "Maybe it's to get more portraits."

"The Red and White Devils, I really don't understand why such evil spirits could appear. Logically speaking, these two ghosts should have been in conflict with each other."

The killing pattern of ghost paintings is that they are remembered and seen by people, but this portrait will make people forget the dead person.

There are also funerals and weddings, which should be two completely conflicting concepts.

Half a day later, ZS City.

Two months later, Zhang Hao brought the ghost bride to this city again.

However, this time Zhang Hao did not let the ghost bride use the ghost den, nor did he go to influence the city.

At the moment, the noise they have made is already loud enough. If they continue, it will easily attract the attention of some elderly people.

Although, judging from the fact that Yang Jian has become an alien, those old people should be almost dead now.

But to be on the safe side, Zhang Hao decided not to make too much noise.

After all, the last surviving elder among the seven elders seems to have some different ideas from the others.

The other six held the idea of ​​not helping newcomers, but the old man gave some help to the new-age ghost rider.

Walk to the front of Caesar Hotel.

The hotel had changed a lot from when I left. The walls, windows, and even some ventilation ducts had been completely sealed with cement, leaving no gaps.

There are even many infrared alarms nearby. These alarms will sound when they encounter a living person, and will also be triggered when a dead person passes by.

The sealed hotel is to prevent living people from accidentally entering, but it is meaningless to evil spirits.

These alarms should be designed to let the headquarters know as soon as the evil spirits in the hotel leave.

Zhang Hao used the ghost domain to pass through the thick concrete wall and directly entered the Caesar Hotel.

There is no light source in the hotel. In addition, there is no water or electricity, so even if there are lights, they are just for show.

So the first feeling after entering is darkness and depression. In addition, there is a faint stench of rotting corpses floating in the turbid air. This smell is lingering and seems to fill the entire hotel.

There were many footprints of different colors and shades left on the dusty ground. The footprints were all the same size and should have been left by the same person. No, they should have been left by the same ghost.

The footprints were black, and the black color was formed by the decay of the corpse fluid that flowed from the tall male corpse in the Caesar Hotel.

However, judging from the traces of drying, it should have been left behind a long time ago. The tall male corpse should not have wandered around the Caesar Hotel for a long time.

Following the stairs, Zhang Hao went to the fourth floor again.

But as soon as he walked up the stairs leading to the fourth floor, he realized something was wrong.

The walls on the fourth floor were mottled and aged, revealing a chilly atmosphere. At the same time, the air was filled with a strong stench of corpses, and it seemed that light could not enter this floor.

Although some light shone in along the gap, it was only at the position of the gap and could not illuminate the surrounding area at all.

After the tall male corpse stopped wandering around the hotel, the hotel became even more out of control.

In the out-of-control hotel, in this corridor on the fourth floor, there are many corridors after walking in, making Zhang Hao unable to determine which one he wants to take.

Looking at these passages, Zhang Hao thought for a while and took something out of his pocket.

It was a black solid piece that looked like it had been broken apart.

Zhang Hao used force with his palm to crush the black thing into powder. Then he took out a glass of wine and poured the powder into it.

The powder and blood wine were mixed, and soon, a cup of ink emitting a bloody smell appeared in his hand.

Pour the ink on the ground, and soon the ink will flow into the depths of an illusory passage on the fourth floor.

This time, Zhang Hao plans to find that ghost newspaper and ask it to help him publish some content.

Because judging from Yang Jian’s situation, Zhang Dong in the haunted house might also die.

Zhang Hao had to take advantage of the gap between Zhang Dong's death to enter the red room. Otherwise, he would have no chance after Zhang Dong revived. Following the ink flowing forward, Zhang Hao soon arrived at the newspaper office again.

The newspaper office had changed a bit compared to the last time Zhang Hao saw it.

The ghost newspaper office was previously pitch black, with only a faint light emanating from inside.

Now, neon lights are flashing outside the newspaper office, and even the words "Chunfeng Newspaper" are now lit.

It's strange to say.

This newspaper had a way to send me away from Caesar Hotel at that time. Now I have found the newspaper ghost, but it hasn't left Caesar Hotel yet.

However, Zhang Hao had no intention of delving into these issues further.

The ghost in the newspaper office is of the same kind as him, both are intelligent and powerful ghosts, and the other party should have his own purpose.

When I walked into the newspaper office, I saw that before there was only a ghost who looked like a middle-aged man standing next to the printer in the newspaper office, but this time there were many more figures inside.

Zhang Hao looked carefully and found that these people all looked lifeless, with numb and empty eyes.

A little further inside the newspaper office, Zhang Hao could see a person sitting on a chair with a newspaper in his hand, seemingly reading it.

"Is that the newspaper ghost?"

Zhang Hao glanced at the ghost a few times.

"What does the guest need?"

At this time, a man with yellow skin, numb eyes and a strange smile on his face walked up to Zhang Hao.

The other person's movements were very smooth, and his steps were steady and continuous when he spoke and walked, not like a dead person.

"Another ordinary person controlled by a newspaper ghost?"

Zhang Hao glanced at the other person and was not surprised.

It is normal for the Ghost Newspaper Agency to complete the newspaper ghosts and control some living people as its employees.

Although the newspaper ghost had its ghost newspaper taken away by Yang Jian, as the evil ghost that was the source of the ghost newspaper, the other party's ability could not rely entirely on that newspaper.

"Publish the news." Zhang Hao said in a hoarse and stiff voice.

"Okay, what kind of news do you want to publish?" The other party asked with an unchanged smile on his face.

"I need to enter the haunted house where Zhang Dong is in the next few days."

Zhang Hao said something to the other party and walked straight to the middle-aged evil ghost next to the printer.

"Sir, if you want to publish this report, you need a certain amount of compensation." The man who was controlled before stepped forward and asked.

"There are three price points now. Would you like to print a newspaper for three yuan, four yuan, or seven yuan?"

"What's the difference?" Zhang Hao asked back.

However, the man did not answer, but continued to look at Zhang Hao with a strange smile.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

A newspaper was quickly printed out by him at the printer.

"On February 27, 2018, on the road outside a certain incomprehensible ancient house, a bus traveling in the mountains and forests collided with the red and white twins and had a car accident."

"This is a three-yuan newspaper. If the customer is satisfied, we will deliver the newspaper after payment."

The man stood in front of Zhang Hao and asked, holding a newspaper.

"Let me get hit by a bus? Are you kidding me?" Zhang Hao looked at the middle-aged evil spirit behind the counter.

Although he is a ghost, he also knows the strength of the bus.

If I were hit by a bus, although it would not necessarily lead to my car crashing, which is unrealistic, it would obviously cause some big problems.

Maybe I would even have a conflict with the bus because of this.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!"

The printer started to sound again, and a new newspaper was printed out.

"On February 27, 2018, the Red and White Devils met an old woman in a rural area. Under her guidance, they went to an incomprehensible haunted house to bury an incomprehensible old man."

"This is a four-yuan newspaper. If the customer is satisfied, we will deliver the newspaper after payment."

The man repeated his previous words, except this time the three yuan was changed to four yuan.

Seeing the old lady and Okawa City above, Zhang Hao looked at the middle-aged ghost behind the counter again.

"Let me deal with that old woman. That's Meng Xiaodong, right?"

Meng Xiaodong, one of the seven elders, is in Dachuan City, and in the original story, she came from a rural area and got on the haunted bus.

Although that might just be a derivative of Meng Xiaodong, and not the source of the evil spirit after Meng Xiaodong's resurrection, Zhang Hao did not want to confront the other party in this situation.

As Zhang Hao finished speaking, the printer started to ring again.

"Beep, beep, beep!" This time the sound of the printer was very rapid, giving people a feeling that it was almost out of control.

"On March 1, 2018, the Red and White Devils passed by Dafu City and discovered that someone was dying somewhere in Dafu City. The ghost den was accidentally connected to the location of the incomprehensible ancient house."

"This is a seven-yuan newspaper. If the customer is satisfied, we will deliver the newspaper after payment."

This time the man repeated his previous words, but his tone changed from weird to sinister, and there seemed to be a hint of threat in his voice.

Obviously, Zhang Hao asked the printer to print out newspapers three times in a row, which seemed to have triggered some kind of rule of the Ghost Newspaper Agency.

If he does not choose to publish in one of the newspapers now, it is very likely that some uncontrollable changes will occur in the Ghost Newspaper Agency.

Looking at the content above, Zhang Hao finally decided to take out a three-yuan ghost note and hand it to the middle-aged evil ghost.

It’s not that he wanted to be hit by a bus, the problem was that he only had a three-yuan ghost bill in his hand.

"Okay, today is February 19th. Guests can choose to stay in the newspaper office or wait until February 27th to come to the newspaper office."

When Zhang Hao heard this, he ignored the other party.

He looked at the bride beside him and said, "Bride, please bring out a painting."

Hearing this, the bride turned her head to look at Zhang Hao, and a derived portrait appeared in her hand.

Zhang Hao held the portrait and looked around the newspaper office, and soon found a suitable place.

It was a display stand, and Zhang Hao saw many things inside.

There were some messy straws on it, and some ashes that looked like bone ashes, and Zhang Hao even saw a puddle of water inside.

“These are media left by different guests, which facilitates deepening the connection with our newspaper.”

“The guests have a big world, and there will be more cooperation with us in the future. By leaving a media, we can also publish more news about the guests in the future.”

The man with the weird smile walked forward and said.

Hearing this, Zhang Hao hung this derivative portrait on the top of the display stand.

The middle-aged evil spirit at the counter did not react at all to Zhang Hao's actions.

"Let's go."

After Zhang Hao hung up the derivative ghost painting, he took his bride and left the Ghost Newspaper Office.

Originally, he still couldn't understand the purpose of the newspaper, but now he has some understanding of the purpose of this newspaper.

This thing is probably deepening the connection with the evil spirit and expanding its own influence.

For example, Zhang Hao left a derivative ghost painting portrait in the newspaper. As long as the ghost bride does not take the initiative to erase the painting, the ghost newspaper will be able to enter the world of ghost paintings through this painting and collect information from the ghost paintings.

Other things such as water stains, straw, and ashes should have similar effects.

The ability of this newspaper is very strange, but it requires credibility. If the ghost hunters get the newspaper from the Ghost Newspaper, but don’t believe the content.

The reports issued by the Ghost Newspaper cannot achieve the same effect as prophecy.

“Perhaps this ghost newspaper will become even more bizarre after getting the deceiving ghost.”

Zhang Hao thought secretly in his heart, but did not tell the Ghost Newspaper about his plan to deceive people about ghost news.

Just like he had to charge a fee to publish news in the Ghost Newspaper, Zhang Hao would not do something that would not benefit himself.

Even for now, the newspaper and he are both in the ghost camp, and are still cooperating.

But in essence, whether it is a human or a ghost, for Zhang Hao, they are all hostile.

(End of this chapter)