The old ghost was locked up in the ashes altar during this time, although he was very embarrassed, but he still had that arrogance in his bones. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Poor boy, what were you talking about?"

Nie Yuxuan turned his head, Hu Wei shook, and his chest roared: "He said, who is afraid of your God?" Deaf?! ”

The whistling made the old ghost dizzy for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a burly ghost appear behind Nie Yuxuan, the ghost was carrying a grinding plate on his back, covered in dust, and the blood stains mixed with the ashes dried up and solidified on his face.

Nie Yuxuan ghost poor, level 40, boulder ghost.

The old man's eyes widened: "...... You're raising mourning things! God cannot forgive you! ”

Wan Wan Lang smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, it's not under God's control here." ”

Behind Wan Shilang, a widow ghost dressed in linen and filial piety, covered in blood, with slits and legs exposed, stared at the old man on the ground.

Ten thousand lang ghost poor, level 39, blood widow.

Two ghosts appeared, and the old man trembled: "Ghost Gate...... These are ghosts that have escaped from hell!! You will be scorched by fire, and your souls will be eternally plunged into the abyss!! ”

Li Chong took a deep breath of cigarette, and two pillars of smoke erupted from his nasal cavity: "Is it?" How can I not believe it? ”

On Li Chong's body, a female ghost with long hair covering her face curled up comfortably, and her body was full of blood curse patterns.

Li Chong is a ghost, level 39, a curse ghost.

Three vicious yang people, three big ghosts!

The old ghost trembled and said, "Crazy! You're all crazy!! ”

Wang Qian patted his belly and said with a smile: "Old man, you guys are crazy." I heard that the ghost door of the Thames has been opened, and you still have the heart to accuse us? ”

Behind Wang Gan, Fei Lei stiffened and appeared, staring at the old man on the ground with dead fish eyes, his stiff body, and the strongest yin qi.

Wang Qian's ghost is poor, the ghost general, and the flying thunder is stiff.

The old ghost was confused: "No, it can't be! How do you know there? The Corsican monster promised us that it would definitely send heavy troops to guard it!! ”

Wang Qian was stunned for a moment and asked Chu Qianxun: "Who is the monster in Corsica?" ”

"Napoleon Bonaparte. The emperor that the church fears the most. ”

Chu Qianxun said, an old ghost carrying a horse lamp, shining on the old ghost on the ground, smiled slightly: "Miss, if you don't accept this lamp oil, I will ask for it?" ”

Chu Qianxun ghost poor, level 39, corpse lamp ghost.

Midsummer August, the magic capital of China.

The defiled Holy Spirit dealt with the Huaxia exorcist for the first time in his life, and it was also the first time he saw the means of the Huaxia exorcist.

Six people, five ghosts, yin qi on the face, soul trembling.

The sky in Huangpu District rolled up with dark clouds, and after a while, the light rain poured down, and then turned to pour.

Outside the hotel, heavy rain began to fall for no apparent reason, and cold wind was blowing everywhere, accompanied by lightning.

Boom - the thunder was so loud that it was as terrifying as a sky collapse.

In the City God Temple, Lao Miaozhu looked at the sky above his head, and suddenly a lightning bolt crossed the sky, and the beads in his hand were scattered on the ground.

"Master! Hyakki Night Walking? Next to the old temple blessing, there was a young man in plain clothes with a grim expression.

In the international city of the magic capital, two people wearing Taoist robes seem to be hiding in this temple without a fight. But the demon wind is everywhere, and the cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods are coming, and they still need to protect here.

Lao Miaozhu was chubby like a cook, looking at the beads scattered all over the place, and frowned: "The ghost qi covers the sky, and the wind is everywhere." This is not a hundred ghosts walking at night, someone 'covers the sky' and 'has a grudge', I am afraid that a person or ghost with good fortune will be killed. ”

The young man was stunned: "Then, don't we care?" ”

The old temple said: "Manage, the cows, ghosts, snakes and gods on the land of the demon capital have all worshiped the temple, so I naturally have to take care of it." Go to the alley and invite your Aunt Xie here. ”

The young man nodded: "Oh, okay. ”

The young man ran out, and in the hand of Lao Miaozhu, a piece of talisman paper with the words 'Imperial Decree' was thrown into the brazier, and Lao Miaozhu bit his finger, and the blood was nourished by his luck.

"Xuanying in the sky, Bingding in the heart, looking at the Nandou on the right, looking at the seven stars on the left, burning incense in the yin wind, and chasing the spirit of the tiger! Disease!!! ”

The two fingers of the old temple Zhu were erected, and the two fingers of the left hand were bent against the inside of the right arm, and the burning yellow paper suddenly flew out, and the flame floated on the incense head as thick as a thumb.

The incense head smoked instantly, the green smoke turned into a tiger, and the tiger actually went against the wind.

"Master, Aunt Xie is here!!"

In the heavy rain, a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam, rubbing a heavy powder, she glanced at the old temple wish: "Oh, why did you find me, playing mahjong suddenly ended to ruin character!" ”

Lao Miaozhu couldn't cry or laugh: "Xie Yinyin, what kind of character do you need, you must help me with something important......"

"If you want to do something, you know what you want to do! There is something important in this weather, either haunted or evil! How did your dead ghost master and dead ghost master die and forget to cut down? The cheongsam beauty glanced at the old temple wish.

Lao Miaozhu didn't speak, turned his head and rushed into the rain: "Yuming, don't follow me!" Defend the temple! ”

The young man was stunned: "Master, why are you going alone......"

Before the young man finished speaking, Lao Miaozhu got on his bicycle and disappeared into the rain.

Looking at his back, the eyes of the cheongsam beauty widened.

"Allah said you lost your temper with two words? I didn't say I wouldn't help you, it's annoying...... I see that you all have broken skulls, damn the weather, Allah's makeup is going to be ruined by the rain......" said, and chased after him with his hem, "Old thing, wait for me, I didn't bring an umbrella!" ”

……

The incense of the old temple is not soaked in rain, and the more it is in a cold place, the faster the incense burns.

In five minutes, Lao Miaozhu pedaled the bicycle quickly, and the incense with a thick thumb and a long forearm had burned more than half, but fortunately, he found that the 'guide tiger' of the incense head had dispersed.

It seems that I have arrived.

Looking up, this is a specialty restaurant called 'Jiangnan Baiwei'. It's the most expensive restaurant in the neighborhood.

The waiter who greeted the door with a trademark smile: "Hello sir, how many?" ”

Lao Miaozhu put away his umbrella: "Find someone." ”

When he was about to enter the door, Lao Miaozhu found that the beautiful woman in the cheongsam also followed. She was drenched enough, but her makeup hadn't been spent yet.

"Aunt Xie, you have to help me."

Not only is his apprentice called this beautiful woman Aunt Xie, but in private, he also has to call the beautiful woman 'Aunt Xie'.

"Help? I don't even give you an umbrella, why should I help you?! ”

The cheongsam beauty wiped the water on her arm, glared at Lao Miaozhu, and then frowned: "How did you find this place?" ”

Lao Miaozhu is about 60 this year, and he was trained like a child, and he was stunned when he heard the words: "Aunt Xie, is there anything wrong?" ”

The cheongsam beauty snorted, not far from the road, is a beauty salon, the old temple Zhu saw that at the door of the club, there was a strangely dressed person.

The cockscomb's head was blown up high, and he was wearing a straitjacket, like a hooligan gangster.

The thug stared in his direction, motionless.

Lao Miaozhu was puzzled: "Who is he?" The ghost of tonight's troublemaker? Why are you dressed up so weirdly? ”

The cheongsam beauty pouted: "Bah, bah! He wants to stir things up, and he will die like a mountain. ”

Dead into a mountain?

The old temple was stunned.

Before he became a temple blessing, he also studied art in the mountains, and after coming to the magic capital to be a temple blessing for so many years, he saw a lot of gods and ghosts.

However, there are more examples of people killing people than fierce ghosts and ghosts, even if it is prosperous here, it is also a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, how many cows, ghosts, snakes and gods in China, fierce birds and beasts lurk here, since there is a dock, the disputes here have been continuous.

"Could it be that this hooligan gangster, what kind of underground force is it?"

The cheongsam beauty said, "What do you think?" This is a big guy, I won't tell you how big it is. By the way, forgot how your dead ghost master died? ”

Lao Miao Zhu was stunned, his master was near the Chenghuang Temple in Huangpu District, and he went out to practice one day, and suddenly died when he came back. The forensic examination determined that it was sudden death, and he used Taoism to observe, but he did not find any tricks in the master's hand.

Listening to the cheongsam beauty today, he trembled a little: "Aunt Xie...... I, my master, was ...... by him?"

The cheongsam beauty sighed: "What do you think, he doesn't bother to kill your master." He avenged your master, who was killed by another thing that didn't have long eyes. Remember to say goodbye to him when you have time. ”

"Worship him? I am the temple blessing! Lao Miaozhu said loudly.

"Then you should treat him as a city god."

The cheongsam beauty patted the stunned old temple blessing comfortingly, "Let's go find someone first." ”