"Okay, excuse me."

After hanging up the phone, Major General Lu let out a sigh of relief. The cold wind blew past, and the coolness on the back made Major General Lu realize that his back was covered with sweat.

Talking to Wu Rong on the phone is really short of life, just two or three minutes, it is completely more troublesome than contacting the leaders of the federation before. Moreover, Major General Lu was very inspired. He always felt that the moment he connected the phone, it seemed as if a ghost hand would stretch out from the other end of the phone and drag him in.

Even if he is a ghost messenger, it is impossible for him to be dragged from the phone to the opposite side like a phone ghost!

It must be an illusion.

Major General Lu moved his neck, and his stiff joints made a crackling sound. Thinking of the phone call just now, my heart is heavy again. Wu Rong was getting stronger, and so was the ghost king in his body. That cold and powerful sense of deterrence made Major General Lu's scalp tingle even over the phone, and there was a terrifying chichi sound that seemed to come from the underworld.

If it continues like this, even Fu Qing and Grandmaster Ling Yun will not be able to contain Wu Rong.

Not to mention that there are a group of ghost king subordinates who are so loyal behind Wu Rong.

Although Major General Lu is a pragmatic person, he never expects what he doesn't have. But sometimes he couldn't help thinking, why aren't there many powerful reborns on the human side who are utterly loyal to the Federation? It seems that all the powerful reborns have gone to Wu Rong's place, and all the humans have caught so far are trash.

It stands to reason that even if Wu Rong is the king of ghosts in the future, Fu Qing will also be the leader of the right way in the future. Wu Rong has a loyal loyalist, so does Fu Qing not have a loyal loyalist?

Today's major general Lu is also worried about the future, and the cooperation is based on the fact that the strengths of both parties are equal. But if things continue like this, he might not even be able to call Wu Rong like this in the future.

"beep."

The big ghost hung up the phone quickly, and Wu Rong straightened up as if talking on the phone with his hands from the side. The change in movement made the thing he stepped on make another hissing sound like a leak.

"what is this."

Wu Rong stepped on a ball of white things, and as soon as he moved his feet, countless thin feet hurriedly grabbed his shoes, as if they were afraid that he would leave. If it hadn't been for seeing the terrifying transformation of the snow-white ghost mask just now, and just seeing its meekness without being annoyed by Wu Rong's stepping on it, I would have thought it was a children's ghost toy like the Taming Pen Fairy.

But this stuff is definitely not simple.

Wu Rong clearly remembered the strong killing intent that suddenly rose from the big ghost's emotions just now, even stronger than the killing intent towards the ghost. It wasn't until Wu Rong hugged this thing to Wu Rong's feet that the killing intent gradually subsided.

This also made Wu Rong even more curious about what this ghost mask was.

After all, the posture when it rushed over was still very bluffing. If it wasn't for the slight heat of the slate in his arms, Wu Rong didn't feel the slightest danger, and he would have done it long ago.

But the feeling of being hugged by this thing is really not acceptable to ordinary people.

As soon as Wu Rong frowned, the white ball immediately let go of his shoes, and retreated ten steps away. The tentacles that can cause panic attacks are hidden, and it looks like a straight white mask, except that the arc of the corner of the mouth is more downward, and the face is distorted, looking very painful.

With her mother in the temporary residence, it was impossible for Wu Rong to take back this painful mask of unknown origin.

"You stay here."

Wu Rong ordered, for some reason, he intuitively thought that this thing would listen to him, and even vaguely felt its distorted and frantic emotions.

"wait me back."

After saying that, Wu Rong turned around and left with the big ghost. When he was about to reach the entrance of the cave, he turned around to look. Just as Wu Rong saw the white ball staying where it was, it stood up straight when Wu Rong glanced away, as if waiting for inspection.

Waiting for Wu Rong to go away and disappear, the ghost mask turned around, and the white lines on the mask squirmed, making this face change into an expression of joy, anger, sorrow and joy. Suddenly it stopped, making a chi-chi sound like a gas leak. The sound was the same as what Major General Lu heard from the phone, but it was deeper and inaudible, like some kind of infrasound wave, which could travel very far. Humans cannot hear, but certain things can.

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"The patient is currently in stable condition."

In the top tertiary hospital in Hongya Safety Zone, a few wards were deliberately vacated. The vice president frowned, with a solemn expression, and hurriedly led Director Zhao and others into the elevator.

"From four o'clock in the morning to now, our hospital has admitted thirty-two patients with such symptoms."

And the number is still increasing sharply. Today, the hospital's phone is almost ringing, and the ambulance has never been idle. Thinking of the patient's symptoms, the vice president's back shivered. He had been a doctor for so many years, and he had seen patients with weirder symptoms than this time, but he had never had such an ominous premonition.

Just like when he just graduated from medical university, he went to a remote safe area to practice medicine with enthusiasm, only to find that all the people in that small safe area were infected by grave worms, as sad and helpless as there was no cure.

"The patient's face is like wearing a white plaster mask that cannot be removed?"

Director Zhao kept a stern face, not arrogant. He flipped through the medical records given by the vice president, and his mood became more and more heavy. The news from the Academy of Sciences came quickly, and an old academician over there personally contacted Director Zhao. He didn't come to a conclusion right away, but suggested that Director Zhao take someone to the hospital for a walk.

"Ghost masks are like cockroaches. When you find one, there are already many hiding in the area."

"There is no cure for the people whose faces are hugged by them. They must be burned with cinnabar fire while they are still connected to people to kill them completely."

The old academician's words reverberated in Director Zhao's mind and connected with the vice president's words, making his heart sink even deeper. This kind of seriousness was shown on Director Zhao's face, and the deputy director felt a sudden shock when he saw it, and the ominous premonition grew even deeper. A silent and dignified atmosphere enveloped the group of people. When they got out of the elevator, they saw two nurses running towards them in a hurry.

"What happened?!"

The vice president recognized these two at a glance as two of the nurses he specially assigned to take care of new patients. Seeing the flustered expressions on their faces, his nerves tightened, and he subconsciously thought about the worst. Director Zhao was like this at the beginning, but he has been working in criminal investigation all his life, and after a while, he could see the nervousness and confusion in the eyes of the two nurses, and even excitement, but not too much fear and panic.

Could it be that the situation is not as bad as imagined?

"what happened?"

Director Zhao silenced these two people with one sentence. They didn't know what their background was, so they kept their mouths tightly shut. After the deputy director nodded, one of them whispered: "Doctor Liang asked us to come to the director, you , Then, those patients are all cured suddenly!"

"Yes, all the white masks on their faces ran off by themselves! Now most of the patients are awake!"

What? ?

The vice president, director Zhao and others couldn't react for a while, and they all froze in place.

On the other side, Major General Lu once again arrived at Wu Rong's temporary residence in the depths of the Yuzhou Ghost Realm alone.

But his expression was tense, his face was ugly, his clothes and hair were messy, as if he had just come off the battlefield.

Just now, he saw a large number of ghost masks rushing across the wasteland like a snow-white wave from a distance, heading straight for the corpse cave! The momentum was too terrifying, if Major General Lu hadn't been far enough away, he might have been swallowed even by the off-road vehicle!

It was precisely because the number of ghost masks was too large that he couldn't confirm them for a while, and he was suddenly refreshed when he arrived at Wu Rong in a daze.

Regardless of whether it is true or not, this matter must be told to Fu Qing and Wu Rong as soon as possible!

It's too dangerous for them to stay in Yuzhou Ghost Domain!

The author has something to say: The little painful masks sang in unison: We are sitting in the deep corpse cave~listen to the old mask~the past~