Chapter 1423 It's Over

Although the strangeness in the air was only for a moment, these mages who have been dealing with supernatural magnetic fields all year round are more or less aware of it.

Even if you can't see the black mist clearly, you can feel that something unusual has just passed this building.

Du Hao naturally noticed it too.

He stood by the window, stared at the direction where the shadows gathered for a moment, then walked out of the office and asked, "Did you see Mr. Huang?"

In their line of work, they all respectfully call themselves Mr.

Several mages in the company were crowding around the window, and when they heard Du Hao's voice, they hurriedly turned around to look, and said strangely, "Huh? You were still here just now, why did you disappear in the blink of an eye..."

"Could it be that you went to the bathroom?"

Du Hao frowned, and told one of them: "Go to the toilet, if the toilet is not there, then go to his house to look for it."

The man left in response, while the rest of the people were still looking outside.

At this time, the sky was blue and the sun was sunny, and there was no abnormality to be seen.

"What were those things just now?"

"The evil spirit is soaring, as if some big monster is coming."

"It's rare to meet a big monster in a hundred years. Even if there is one, they are squatting in the deep mountains and old forests. How could they come to the city?"

Several mages argued without reaching a definite conclusion, but they were all very interested. After all, this situation was a very rare opportunity for them.

It's like studying archeology and stumbled upon a thousand-year-old tomb by chance.

"Mr. Du, should we go and check?" The young mages were eager to move.

Du Hao asked them: "Do you know the location?"

Everyone showed hesitation, the exact location must not be known, only a general direction.

"Looking at the direction, it's heading south... Let's look for it along the direction. If we're lucky, we should be able to sense evil spirits when we find it nearby."

Du Hao asked again: "What happens after you find it? Can you beat it?"

Everyone: "..."

Du Hao sighed, "Keep working, let Mr. Huang come to see me when he arrives."

After speaking, he shook his head helplessly and returned to his office.

Feeling uneasy, it would be fine if Huang Laogui was still there, but this person is not here, so Du Hao couldn't help thinking about it.

That guy, didn't he run away again?

Thinking of this, Du Hao pinched his brows in annoyance.

If you want to talk about gods and ghosts in this world, there are; if you want to talk about ghosts, there are also some.

But no matter whether it is a ghost or a ghost, they are rare among the rare, and many people may not be able to encounter them in their entire lives. After all, whether this thing can appear or not depends entirely on the good fortune of heaven and earth.

Even if he runs such a feng shui and numerology company, which specializes in dealing with evil things, the most common business on weekdays is just selling amulets, online crape myrtle arrangement, and online video viewing.

As for exorcising ghosts, there are too few businesses like this.

In their business, there are thirty-six types of ghosts, so I won’t go into details here, but if they have to rank them, they can be roughly divided into three categories.

The first category is death for soul.

It's not really a ghost at this time, it's just a ray of lonely soul, and after a long time, it will naturally dissipate.

The second category, the resentment does not disappear, the soul lingers for a long time, and turns into a ghost over time.

At this time, it starts to be aggressive, and it is not so exaggerated to take people's lives, but it is still no problem to scare people.

The third category is ghosts who possess spiritual wisdom, know how to occupy doves’ nests and be sacrificed by people, and even drive imps. At this time, ghosts become evil gods.

Du Hao thought about it, and went through all the strange people and strange things he encountered in these years in his mind. It seemed that there was only one person who could be transformed into an evil god.

But isn't it sealed in a dagger?

Didn't the dagger sink to the bottom of the river?

The phone rang, and he answered the phone. The person on the other end said: "Mr. Huang is not at home... It's strange, it seems to have moved away in a hurry, the wardrobe drawers are empty, and the door has been forgotten."

Du Hao closed his eyes, thinking: It's over.