I Can Brush Attributes

In Pengcheng, an extremely ordinary community, Wang Ping knocked on the door of one of them.

The door opened, and Lao Chen walked out of the door.

"Wang Ping is here, come in, come in, just wait for you, don't mind if it's a little messy here, just treat it like your own home."

Lao Chen warmly invited Wang Ping to enter the door with enthusiasm.

While inviting Wang Ping in, he introduced the home to Wang Ping.

"This is the kitchen. If you want to drink something, you can take it in the refrigerator. By the way, this is the bathroom. You have to go to the toilet and go this way."

Old Chen introduced enthusiastically, but he didn't notice that another middle-aged man with a beer belly beside him rolled his eyes.

Dude, this is my home. I haven't even forced the owner of the house yet, so are you going to force it first? I'm embarrassed by what you're doing.

At this moment, Lao Chen seemed to remember something, and suddenly patted his forehead.

"I almost forgot, Wang Ping, let me introduce to you, this middle-aged uncle who has no sense of existence, his name is Xie Ling, and I have been friends for many years."

Hearing this, the corner of Lao Ling's mouth twitched, Wang Ping on the side glanced at Xie Ling, then at Lao Chen's bald head, and nodded.

"It can be seen that you have been friends for many years, and you are very brotherly."

"Hahaha, that's right, I just said that Lao Ling and I are brothers."

Wang Ping nodded noncommittally.

Yes, one head is bald, and the other is named Xie Ling, which is very fraternal.

After everyone sat down, Lao Chen was still talking nonstop.

"Old Ling, let me introduce to you, this is Wang Ping, the one who is comparable to the Son of the Plane in the novel I told you before."

"You also know that I'm usually scary ghosts. I watch ghost movies with my family, but when I'm with Wang Ping, let alone watching ghost movies, I even watch ghost movies with relish."

"Do you know why? Because Wang Ping is very powerful, and he's too old. With him, you will have a feeling of opening your own hook, and this hook is Wang Ping."

Listening to Lao Chen's introduction to himself, Wang Ping was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

He Shen shook hands with Lao Ling.

"My name is Wang Ping."

"My name is Lao Ling."

After the two introduced each other, they both had a feeling that this is the correct way to introduce friends.

After three rounds of drinking, Wang Ping and the three also chatted.

"Old Ling, can you show me that building?"

"Huh? Mr. Wang Ping, don't you suspect that there is a ghost in that building..."

Just now, after Wang Ping showed his hand, Lao Ling was shocked and completely believed in Wang Ping's power. There really are Taoist priests in the world.

Now that Wang Ping said that he was going to the building, Lao Ling naturally understood that the building in urban legend was probably haunted.

"Whether there are ghosts, you have to go and see to find out."

"Okay, I'll take you there. To be honest, I know the owner of that building."

...

Pengcheng, a building that committed suicide by jumping off the building.

Before Wang Ping drove Lao Chen and Lao Ling to the building, a middle-aged woman greeted him as soon as he got off the bus.

This woman is none other than the owner of the building.

How could the owner of the building not pay attention to the dead people on the top floor of the building, she also wondered if there was something dirty.

Because she has been to the top floor herself, but she feels dizzy before she reaches the top floor, not only her, but also other employees.

Every time I go to the top floor, I always feel dizzy, as if my body is out of control.

"Ms. Guan, give me 450,000, and I'll help you get rid of the weird things on the top floor." Wang Ping said.

In front of the building, Wang Ping looked up at the top floor of the building.

In his eyes, the sky on the top floor of the building was dark and dark, as if there were heavy lead clouds on the top, gloomy and terrifying.

Looking at the black lead cloud, it seems that I can see all the negative sides of the human form, emotions such as hatred, anger, complaining, etc., and I can faintly hear shrill screams, full of hatred.

Looking away, he glanced at the surrounding sky, the sky was blue and white clouds.

Lao Chen, Lao Ling, and the building owner, Ms. Guan, were all stunned.

"Four hundred and fifty thousand?" Old Chen frowned, looking surprised.

Others don't know, but Lao Chen knows the price of the Taoist priest's line. The higher the price, the more terrifying the ghost.

Four hundred and fifty thousand, according to what the Zhang Hao brothers and sisters said before, is already the price of exorcising ghosts.

"Wang Ping, do you suspect that it is a Specter?"

"It's not a suspicion, it's just a ghost, it's better than the Renaissance Kyoto Hotel."

The conversation between the two was not disguised, and Lao Ling and Ms. Guan became discolored when they heard it.

As Ms. Guan who can own a building, she is naturally aware of the affairs of the Renaissance Hotel and other high society.

It is said that the Renaissance Hotel is haunted. Later, the hotel invited a master to settle the haunting.

Thinking about it carefully, Ms. Guan's face changed.

Isn't that master's name the young man in front of him, Wang Ping.

"As long as you can settle the top-level affairs, I will give you half a million." Ms. Guan responded.

"OJBK."

...

It was night, and under Ms. Guan's early instructions, the building staff all left work early.

Only Wang Ping, Lao Chen, and Lao Ling stayed.

Lao Ling hasn't seen a ghost yet and wants to see it. As for Lao Chen, he just wants to continue eating melons.

The three are in the surveillance room.

"It's almost time, you stay in the monitoring room, I'll go to the top floor to have a look, bring the amulet."

Wang Ping glanced at the time on his phone, it was 11:47 pm.

Lao Chen and Lao Ling nodded. There is a camera on the top floor in the monitoring room. Even if you don't go to the top floor, you can know the situation on the top floor.

Just now, Lao Chen and Lao Ling tried to die under the instigation of Wang Ping.

One person with an amulet, the other without an amulet, went to the top floor together.

When he was about to approach the top floor, the old spirit, who was not wearing a talisman, suddenly felt dizzy, and the closer he got to the top floor, there were faint sounds in his ears.

This sound seemed to be coming from all directions, as if it was coming from a far distance.

That voice is telling the old spirit, go to the top floor, the top floor has everything you want.

The moment he heard the sound, Lao Ling had hallucinations in front of his eyes, looking at the stairs leading to the top floor, it seemed like a road leading to all dreams.

If it wasn't for a critical time, Lao Chen gave another amulet to Lao Ling, causing the illusion in Lao Ling's mind to disappear.

Even so, the old spirit broke out in a cold sweat.

...

On the top floor of the building, there are no railings and protective nets, except for some antennas, there is nothing.

The night wind in the sky is like a gang wind, blowing on the cheeks, and it is as cold as needles.

Wang Ping walked to the stairs on the top floor.

the moment you step in.

In an instant, Wang Ping seemed to be possessed, his eyes became empty, his expression was a little dull, and he was standing on the stairs.

At this moment, a voice echoed in his mind.

The voice has an incomparably magical nature, as if the supreme god is speaking, satisfying all human desires and greed.

"Do you want countless money, do you want high power, come to the top..."

Facing this seductive voice, Wang Ping with empty eyes flashed a white light in the depths of his eyes and muttered.

"I want Naiko."

Ding! The top ghost is sluggish, attribute +1

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