Dozo America

The hotel is located in a remote area of ​​Hackensack, and Lance.

Mitchell's address is relatively close, so there is a large forest behind it. This forest, under the moonlight, looks a little blurry, as if there is a lot of mist and a cold atmosphere.

Zhen Fan pushed open the door of the hotel and turned to the woods behind him. Behind him, several waiters stared at his back with dull eyes.

The woods seemed to be filled with mist. As Zhen Fan approached step by step, the mist seemed to be like a black abyss. At first glance, it seemed that the woods were completely black and nothing could be seen clearly, including the trees inside. The moonlight

It was as if it was cut off by the fog, with no light shining into the woods.

As soon as he stepped into the woods, he immediately felt the cold air penetrate his body. With a thought in his mind, Zhen Fan pressed a handprint on his hand, which immediately forced the cold air out of his body. However, the exposed skin could still feel the constant and cold air.

The breath rushed towards him, but it could not penetrate into Zhen Fan's body and was blocked outside the body.

This is a cold air flow like a soul. Zhen Fan constantly feels the things contained in it from the cold air that hits. In other words, this should be the soul, but it is different from ordinary souls.

That being said, there are some differences.

Perhaps it is a kind of evolution, the evolution of the soul. And it is a special existence that can condense energy better than ordinary souls. Zhen Fan couldn't help but have many questions in his mind.

Just as he was groping step by step towards the depths of the woods, suddenly bursts of sharp whistling sounds sounded in the forest. The sound was longer than the howling of wolves, and more shrill than the sound of owls. A powerful sound.

The breath suddenly surged out from the woods in front, making the air around him suddenly stagnant.

The air seemed to become thicker, and Zhen Fan suddenly felt a huge pressure rushing towards him like a mountain. He immediately took a few steps back, squeezed a magic formula with both hands, and shouted: "Yin and yang combine to reach the sky.

On reaching the ground, the Dharma is followed, and the yin and yang Dharma mirror reveals its true form quickly. It is as urgent as a law or order, manifesting!"

Pointing his hands forward, a powerful inner breath suddenly burst out from the body. The inner breath with the magic formula immediately enveloped the cold breath, and as Zhen Fan shouted: "Open-"

sky!"

Immediately, the mist rose in the woods, and the moonlight was like a sharp sword, splitting the chaotic mist. Then it quickly subsided from the opening, and suddenly the woods became clear, and the powerful aura was also detected.

As soon as Fan's magic formula was trapped, he heard a sharp whistle-like cry, which spread like the shock wave of an explosion in the woods.

"Death!" Zhen Fan said this sentence in Chinese, which was a reflection of his current mood. The cold and powerful aura just now, if he hadn't been prepared, might have caught him.

At that time, I couldn’t live long without dying, so I was very angry!

After Zhen Fan shouted loudly, he pushed his hands forward, and suddenly a strong wind blew up in the woods, sweeping towards the aura. In the strong wind, lightning flashed from the sky above the woods.

"Stop! Stop!" Suddenly a voice shouted with desperate emphasis.

Zhen Fan had a thought in his mind and retracted his hands. Suddenly the wind stopped and the electricity stopped. There was nothing else in the woods except the moonlight. However, Zhen Fan still couldn't see anything in front of his eyes. He was stunned for a moment. He pinched another magic formula and recited it.

One sentence: "The sky is blue and the earth is bright, the yin is turbid and the yang is green, open my Dharma eyes, yin and yang are clear, urgent like laws and regulations, open!"

Suddenly, a strange sight appeared in front of him, which made Zhen Fan couldn't help but be surprised. He thought to himself, "No wonder!" It turned out that there were more than fifty or sixty men and women in front of him. They were all different ages, shapes and looks.

They are different, but they all have the same characteristic, which is the soul.

Even if Zhen Fan used the Ghost Eye Technique just now to see the evolved souls, he still couldn't see them clearly. Only by opening his Yin Eyes again could he see their shapes clearly. Obviously, the Yin Qi of these souls is very heavy. Generally,

The ghost eyes cannot see them clearly.

"Who are you!" At this time, a person walked out from the group of souls. It was obvious that this person was hiding behind. At this time, he saw that he could no longer hide, so he came out. He was a little afraid of Zhen Fan. At this time,

In the contest, he suffered a loss.

"Who are you?" Zhen Fan frowned. He should ask this question himself, because he is the winner.

The man was a burly, middle-aged man, wearing very ordinary clothes, a dark T-shirt and jeans. He hesitated after listening to Zhen Fan's words, but after thinking about it, he said: "I am Lance Mitchell.

, now can you tell me who you are? Why did you come here?"

"Are you Lance Mitchell?" Zhen Fan's eyes suddenly lit up after hearing this man introduce himself. It seemed that this man indeed had something special about him.

"Do you know me?" The middle-aged man was a little strange.

"Lance Mitchell, male, white, born in 1973, lived in California when he was a child. Later, after his parents divorced, he moved to Hackensack, New Jersey with his mother

, a small city, where I lived until now." Zhen Fan told his experience as if it was an endorsement.

"You graduated from a local community college. You worked as a waiter and a car mechanic. Most importantly, when you were thirty years old, you were sentenced to three months in prison for beating your wife. After you were released from prison, you lived alone.

.Am I right?" Zhen Fan continued to recite his experience.

"That's right. Is this why you found me?" Lance.

Mitchell asked calmly.

"No, no, this is not the reason why I am interested in you." Zhen Fan shook his head, "Can you tell me what is going on? Why are there so many souls of these people? It's all you.

Collected?”

"Are you from the government?" Lance.

Mitchell seemed to have come to his senses and gritted his teeth, "I knew you would find this place sooner or later. I had expected this day. Do you want to arrest me?"

"No, I'm not from the government, and I won't arrest you!" Zhen Fan shook his head, "Can you tell me why these souls gather in this forest? What are you collecting them for?"

Lance﹒

After hearing this, Mitchell frowned, thought about it, and then said: "First of all, I want to make it clear that I did not kill these people. They either died of illness or accidents. There are many ways to die, and they

They can gather into souls after death, so I gathered them here to prevent them from wandering around, you know, this will kill many people!"

Zhen Fan frowned and remained calm, neither confirming nor denying, and asked again: "What's going on with that hotel? The waiters and operators there, I know what kind of state they are in, and you

What does it matter?"

"Them?" Lance.

Mitchell sneered, "They are a group of people who have lost their souls."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because of wealth, these people are lucky not to die!" Mitchell sneered and looked at Zhen Fan. "It is said that there is a large amount of money buried under this hotel, but the owner of the hotel has never found it. They don't

If you dare to hire outsiders as waiters, you will be wary of those who come to stay in the hotel all day long.

People are afraid that they have discovered the secret of their treasure. Haha, but what they don’t know is that this is not a secret. Now almost everyone in Hackensack City knows about it, and everyone treats it as a joke.

They are the only ones who take it seriously. It’s so ridiculous, a bunch of idiots!”

Mitchell cursed, then spat on the ground and looked at Zhen Fan: "Okay, I've said everything I need to say, now you either kill me or let me go!"

Zhen Fan looked at those souls, and those souls immediately stepped back a long way in fear. They were a little afraid of Zhen Fan's terrifying abilities and tried to stay as far away from him as possible.

"I was looking for you!" Zhen Fan said.

"Looking for me?" Lance suddenly stared at Zhen Fan. He was extremely surprised. Obviously, he had never shown his ability in front of outsiders, but someone came to him, and he was even more powerful than him.

His ability, his ability to control the soul, has no doubts.

"Yes, since I have checked your treatment, I will definitely not find the wrong person. Do you know a person named Tuan Wang? A Chinese, old man!" Zhen Fan asked.

"I don't know you!"

"Then where does your ability to control souls come from?" Zhen Fan frowned.

"I don't know, but one day, I will suddenly be able to see people's souls and control them, as if it is God's will!" Mitchell said, fearing that Zhen Fan would not believe it, "You are

Kill me, I say the same thing, this is a gift from God!"

"A gift from God?" Zhen Fan obviously didn't believe it, but it was obvious that he couldn't figure out what to ask. "Go away. The souls you collected in this forest will sooner or later turn this forest into a murder trap.

If... I hope you can let them go and let them return to their space!"

"I don't know what to do!" Mitchell shook his head, "I also want to let them go, but once I let them go, Hackensack City will become uneasy, after all, they can exist here.

, there will always be trouble!"

"Leave this matter to me! I'll do it!" Zhen Fan nodded to him, "As long as you agree."

"Let me think about it!" Mitchell looked at Zhen Fan, "Can I leave?"

"Of course, but I will still go to your house tomorrow morning. I hope you will be at home then." Zhen Fan said, nodding to him, "I want to talk to you, not in this situation!"

"Okay, I promise you!" Mitchell said, turned around and walked towards the other side of the woods. As soon as Mitchell left, the souls gathered here suddenly scattered everywhere, and I don't know what was hiding in the woods.

The place has gone. I don’t know what Mitchell set up around the woods. Anyway, these souls just can’t get out of the woods!