Chapter Fifty-Nine: The God Who Kicked Out the Door

The place where the two juniors and the ghosts fought was the highway.

Xiao San had no choice but to climb over the highway guardrail and run to the wilderness.

I have to say that after those energy enhancements, Xiao San not only has a lot more strength, but also a lot faster.

If he also has this power in reality, Xiao San is naturally very happy, but the most important thing now is to find the so-called place that he is most afraid of.

"Where to find it, is it difficult to drill into the grave?" When Xiao San thought about it, he happened to pass by a grave, and he couldn't help but snort.

Not long after, a small village appeared in front of me.

The overjoyed junior hurriedly closed his eyes and meditated...

After a while, a young man in black dressed in tattered costumes appeared on a country road on a dilapidated motorcycle.

"I almost forgot, Lao Tzu still has this hand. Xiao San thought triumphantly.

The monsters before were too powerful, and he couldn't imagine anything that could hurt them, or in his words, something powerful, and the conditions didn't allow it.

So, he never used this ability.

Xiao San's next target is a nearby town.

In his opinion, it is far easier to find a Taoist priest than to find a "place to be afraid", in those towns, as long as it is a place that sells coffins and dark coins and other items, most of the shopkeepers are Taoist priests who take over white things, as long as you can find such a storefront, the problem will be solved.

The wise junior really found such a shop in the town.

Before entering the store, Xiao San deliberately meditated for a long time, trying to think about the Taoist priest he was about to meet, and the best thing was that he was as profound as in the movie.

Sure enough, a middle-aged Taoist priest in the store, dressed in a yellow Taoist robe and holding a wooden sword, had already been waiting for the arrival of Xiao San with a look of sorrow and conformity and shrewd and calculating eyes.

However, that robe is obviously some years old, otherwise how could the "plump" figure undoubtedly reveal the straight figure of the Taoist in front of him who has long been unable to find his waist, thinking that the former owner of the robe also has a well-proportioned figure like Xiao San.

Looking at the shopkeeper's mournful expression, Xiao San simply went straight to the point, saving himself from explaining some misunderstandings.

As a result, in just a few minutes, someone was bombed in a gray manner... Please come out.

When he was in the store, Xiao San opened the door and made his intentions clear, and after the middle-aged Taoist heard it, he didn't say whether this matter could be done or not, but just quietly glanced at Xiao San, with Xiao San's senses at this time, he was naturally easy to perceive, and since then, Xiao San felt that the Taoist looked at his eyes a little changed.

However, in order to make the middle-aged Taoist more convinced, Xiao San had to tell the truth about how he and his allies fought against those powerful ghosts.

Before he heard half of it, the middle-aged Taoist had already nodded slowly, and his eyes became firm.

Just when Xiao San thought that this righteous middle-aged Taoist was going to come forward, he suddenly interjected: "Do you have any money?"

Xiao San shook his head stupidly.

Result...

As a result, people said: The ability to draw talismans to catch ghosts, subdue demons and capture demons has long been brought into the soil by his ancestors, this kind of technical work, he can't take it, and tells Xiao San to find another house.

For the sake of allies, Xiao San still wants to fight for it with a thick face.

As a result, the people lost their sentences, and the monks did not speak.

Sure enough, he has the demeanor of a master who cultivates both Buddhism and Taoism!

It was only at this time that Xiao San understood that the firmness in the eyes of the middle-aged Taoist was not a firm belief in slaying demons and eliminating demons.

But people had already determined at that time that the person in front of him was definitely crazy.

Otherwise, why don't people ask, how much money do you pay?

But the middle-aged Taoist is really a "warm-hearted", and when Xiao San started the motorcycle and was about to find the next home, he also said in a weird way, you really like to play with ghosts, just go to the abandoned old building outside the town, there may be your like-minded... Buddy.

Xiao San looked back at the middle-aged Taoist priest and said with an extremely sincere expression and words, "Thank you." ”

The stunned middle-aged Taoist priest looked at Xiao San's back, pursed his lips, shook his head, and said: "Alas, he is another good young man who has gone crazy watching movies, in this world, where are there any gods and ghosts." ”

As for whether there are those gods and ghosts, in fact, it is not the middle-aged Taoist priest who decides, he himself is nothing more than the product of someone's imagination, and he doesn't know it. Not only does it have the thinking and understanding that ordinary people should have in the original world, but it is also the same when they talk and do things.

I don't know that the God of this world was humiliated by him just now and kicked out of the door.

And the previous junior, who was the master of this world, had the right to decide what the world should be like.

If he thinks there is, there must be!