At least, from Luo Jun's mouth, he can't say that there is a ghost.

"Then how do you explain the supernatural events that happened in the golden years before?" another reporter asked Luo Jun.

Anyway, Luo Jun became the protagonist, and Lin Qianqian played soy sauce on the side.

Luo Jun said: "This question, Poor Dao needs to go in before he can give everyone an explanation." ”

The reporter asked again: "There have been high-ranking people who have gone in the golden years before, but they all have accidents inside and can't survive." Aren't you afraid of scolding?"

Luo Jun said lightly: "Some things need someone to solve after all. We can't give up just because our predecessors failed, right?"

At this time, Lin Qianqian saw that everyone's questions were getting more and more, and she was gossiping. She said, "Okay, everyone's interviewed. We need to enter the golden years. ”

The surrounding police department took Lin Qianqian's words and came to stop the reporters.

Unexpectedly, a loud voice suddenly appeared in the group of reporters, saying: "I think you are playing tricks, there is nothing in the golden years at all." This Taoist master, you are just selling your reputation. I think you mean to deceive the public. If not, why don't you dare let us follow up and shoot?"

As soon as these words came out, some people immediately chimed in.

The call is getting louder.

Lin Qianqian's face suddenly turned pale, and she felt that the scene was about to get out of control. If this group of reporters is really allowed in, then it won't be a gang? For a while, Lin Qianqian was flustered.

At this time, it is useless to forcibly suppress it. You must know that the camera of the media and the public is still aimed at Lin Qianqian and Luo Jun.

Lin Qianqian couldn't help but look at Luo Jun. At this time, Luo Jun is naturally her backbone.

And Luo Jun's face did not have a trace of panic. He quietly faced the cameras of many reporters.

A reporter asked: "Inorganic Taoist, do you have anything to say?"

Luo Jun smiled slightly and said, "Do things in a poor way, and be above board. "His voice is penetrating, and no loud sound can be suppressed. He continued: "I didn't know just now that reporter friend was the first to make a mockery, so please come out and see it." ”

No one came forward.

Instead, someone coaxed and said, "Why don't you dare to take us in? Is it really you who are playing tricks?"

Luo Jun smiled faintly and said, "Language is sometimes a kind of violence. Especially the language of the media reporters present. I'm an outsider to the Golden Years. What happened in the golden years, everyone knows better than the poor road. There was a school where students organized hundreds of students who wanted to enter the golden years, but they didn't make it. Is this kind of thing a poor way to play tricks? Once Secretary Zhang wanted to destroy the golden years, but in the end it didn't work, is this kind of thing also a poor way to play tricks?"

He paused, and then said: "The poor road will illuminate the moon with blood, but the bright moon will shine on the ditch. Entering today, the poor road is a decision to abandon one's life and death. Why do journalists think so viciously about the poor way?"

Zhou Zheng said these words very much, and his voice actually spread in all directions.

After a while, the surrounding crowd also began to get excited for Luo Jun. Although everyone couldn't hear what the reporter was saying, they could hear a rough outline from Luo Jun's words.

Moreover, Luo Jun's voice was so penetrating that he did not use a radio speaker. This is enough to show that Luo Jun is a person with real skills.

Just when those people were about to fight for Luo Jun, a male reporter suddenly climbed into the car. This is a reporter from Guangming Daily, called Song Delai. Song Delai just wants to be in the limelight for Guangming Daily today. The camera below was already aimed at him, he was holding the microphone, and as soon as he spoke, the sound could spread in all directions.

Song Delai said righteously: "Daoist Master Wujizi, I was the first to question you just now. I want to ask you, if you didn't make a fool of yourself, why didn't you dare to let us go in and report on it? Is it because you have a weak heart that you are talking so much now and playing the sad card again?"

As soon as his words fell, Luo Jun suddenly jumped up, and the nearly two-meter-high van was actually jumped up by Luo Jun like this.

Moreover, he danced very lightly, as if he had light skills. In fact, Luo Jun is not a light feat. His strength has reached a thousand catties, and it is no problem to jump off the wall.

This scene immediately made the general public, especially some young people, say: "Damn, light work!"

". Wudang Tiyunzong!"

"This Dao Chang is really a master!"

There was a lot of discussion and noise.

Song Yan'er, Ding Han, and Tang Qing were also nervously concerned, and they all saw that Luo Jun was in trouble. But at this time, they can't go up and help.

That Song Delai was startled by Luo Jun's sudden jump, but he didn't say that you wanted to hit someone.

"Amitayus Buddha!" Luo Jun stood with one palm, and said beautifully.

Song Delai was stunned for a moment, he reacted quickly, and said, "Daoist Wujizi, do you have anything you want to explain?"

Luo Jun smiled slightly, and said: "Poor Dao wants to ask you, little brother, why do you insist that Poor Dao is a trick? Do you have evidence? If you don't have evidence, you will give Poor Dao such a big hat, is this your professionalism as a professional reporter? Please ask, which newspaper are you, little brother?"

Song Delai couldn't help sweating on his forehead, feeling that this long word was extremely sharp!

Why are the Taoist chiefs so good at talking now?

Song De said: "I am a reporter from Guangming Daily, Dao Chang, I am not insisting, but questioning. As media professionals, we have the right to question anything. It is our duty as journalists to dig out the truth for the general public!"

This answer is really amazing.

Luo Jun sneered in his heart, and he said directly: "Poor Dao goes in and his life and death are uncertain, do you still bring a group of reporter friends in? Who is responsible for what happens? Poor Dao can put life and death out of the way, can you, little brother?"

Song Delai immediately said, "Of course I can too." "In front of so many people, he must not show weakness.

Luo Jun said: "Okay, little brother, you can lead everyone in to explore the truth now." Poor Dao is waiting for you outside. ”

"You ......" Song Delai couldn't help but stop.

Luo Jun immediately said: "Since all reporters and friends think that there is nothing in it, everything is a poor way. Why don't you go in and find out the truth yourself?"

The reporters immediately began to freak out.

Song Delai was speechless.

Luo Jun sneered and said, "Didn't they all sneer at the poor road just now?

Many people in the audience burst into laughter.

A reporter couldn't help but say, "Daoist Master Wujizi, as a monk, how can you be so unforgiving? Is this the culture of Taoism?"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" Luo Jun played the dust twice more beautifully, and the voice was extremely loud. He said: "Buddhists pay attention to benevolence, but Buddhists also have Vajra angry Buddhas, and the so-called Buddhas also have fire. And Taoism pays more attention to karma, planting beans to get beans, and planting fruits to get fruits still needs to be explained in detail by the poor Tao?"

"Haha, pretty!" a young man shouted bitterly.

The people love Luo Jun, the Taoist chief, very much, and they only feel that his sharp words are pleasant. But every sentence is not far from the Zen machine, and it is even more profound!

Song Yan'er, Tang Qing, Ding Han, and Lin Qianqian, these four women also secretly admire. I feel that Luo Jun is really a book that can never be read through.

Nothing seemed to stump him.

At this moment, Song Delai stood on the van and couldn't get off the stage. He suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Just go." Today I'm going to debunk the tricks of you, a fake Taoist. ”

The creature really jumped down and was about to walk towards the big roller shutter of the Golden Years Bar.

Lin Qianqian couldn't help but be anxious, at this time things turned out like this. She is not easy to block, but if she doesn't stop it, let this Song Delai go in, then everything will fall short.

"Wait!" Luo Jun jumped down.

Song Delai saw Luo Jun stop him, and he was more sure of his thoughts. He sneered and said, "What, Daoist, are you scared?"

Luo Jun shook his head and said, "You idiot, it's really unreasonable. You should have been allowed to go in and die, but God has the virtue of a good life. Poor Dao can't see death without help, and Poor Dao will give you a talisman so that you can come out alive. ”

Song Delai was said by Luo Jun, and he suddenly felt a little weak. It's not easy for him to back down now, but his life is at stake. Naturally, he didn't dare to refuse Luo Jun's kindness.

At that moment, Song De came to Luo Jun.

Luo Jun bit his finger and drew a small gossip charm on Song Delai's head with a drop of blood. Then he said, "Go ahead!"

Song Delai had a reliance, turned around and left.

Lin Qianqian hurriedly came to Luo Jun's side and whispered, "What should I do?"

Luo Jun said lightly: "Don't worry, everything has its own arrangements." ”

When Lin Qianqian heard Luo Jun say this, she immediately felt relieved. It turns out that he has already made arrangements.

When the policemen saw that Song Delai was about to go in, they looked at Lin Qianqian and asked Lin Qianqian for instructions. Lin Qianqian said, "Let him in." ”

Soon, the roller shutter opened.

It was dark in the Golden Years bar, and a white searchlight shone in, just as a miserable white woman appeared. The pale woman's face was distorted, and her eyes were bleeding.

This scared a lot of police. And the rest of the journalists were not put in.

Before Song Delai stepped in, he immediately saw the female ghost.

The female ghost's eyes suddenly opened, and a cold killing intent rushed straight to Song Delai's heart.

Song Delai was immediately frightened, he was cold, screamed, took a few steps back, and finally fainted directly.

"Hurry up and send it to the hospital for rescue!" Although Lin Qianqian didn't understand what was going on inside, she immediately asked her subordinates to drag Song Delai away.

This scene made those reporters shudder.

Luo Jun faced many reporters again and said, "Do you still want to go in?"

At this time, there are still people there who dare to answer.

Luo Jun saw that the effect was almost there, so he and Lin Qianqian entered the golden years bar. As soon as the two entered, they immediately closed the roller shutter......