Lin Zhengying invited the two Dutch priests to sit down in front of the sofa.

Turn around and get the teapot.

The two Dutchmen chatted unabashedly in their native language.

"Looks like that was the policeman just now."

"Do you want to kill him first?"

"Finish these two people first, then rush in and kill the policeman."

The two looked at each other and nodded, and at the same time raised their hands and quietly touched their waists.

Lin Zhengying came over with a teapot and smiled at the two, listening to each other's foreign Chinese like English, he was at a loss and could only respond with a smile.

"What do you call me?" The silver-haired Dutchman stood up and reached out to shake Lin Zhengying's hand, his other hand still hidden behind his back.

Lin Zhengying, who thought it was some kind of strange etiquette, didn't care: "My surname is Lin." ”

"Hello Mr. Lin, can you answer us a question?" The yellow-haired Dutchman also stood up.

Lin Zhengying said frankly: "Of course, but I can only reply to your questions about Taoism or Buddhism, such as Catholicism, I'm afraid I don't know anything." ”

"It's a simple question," the silver-haired Dutchman grabbed Lin Zhengying's hand, and his strength suddenly increased.

Looking down at his hand, Lin Zhengying kept a smile on his expression, and his heart was already on guard.

"Where is the gold?"

"What gold?"

The black pistol was suddenly pulled out and stuck to Lin Zhengying's head.

"You're not a priest!" Lin Zhengying found the problem.

"Gold, in! Which! Village! "The silver-haired Dutchman was a little emotional.

Lin Zhengying, who was pointed at the gun, didn't dare to move, and a few drops of sweat secreted uncontrollably from his forehead.

"Ha, it's alive!"

Lin Xucheng just walked out of the kitchen with a lemon petal in his mouth, found that Lin Zhengying had been kidnapped, and quickly pulled out a pistol.

Huang Mao also pointed a pistol at Lin Xucheng at the first time.

"Ah Cheng, be careful, don't go off!"

"Don't worry, senior brother, I can't shoot accurately" Lin Xucheng comforted heartlessly, his tongue was bitter and sore, and he spoke with a big tongue.

"Don't move, drop your pistol, or I'll kill him," the silver-haired Dutchman threatened.

"Of course, I'll put down the gun right away!"

Lin Xucheng raised his hands above his head, slowly bent down and put the gun on the ground, kicked the pistol lightly with the tip of his right foot, and the pistol slid into the middle of the two people.

"Okay, kill them all now, and then dig for gold," the silver-haired Dutchman breathed a sigh of relief, uncomfortable being held at gunpoint.

"Ajuan, save people!"

Lin Xucheng shouted, and his body rolled forward violently.

"Huh?" The female ghost Ajuan was stunned, she would only be beaten, but not beaten.

Fortunately, the daze did not occupy too much of Ajuan's time.

Ajuan took a deep breath and blew sharply at Lin Zhengying and the others.

The Dutchman's fingers seemed to be frozen and they couldn't shoot, and then the wind struck, they were blown away and rolled out of the gate, and Lin Zhengying was also blown by the strong wind and rolled on the ground.

"Well done"

Lin Xucheng rolled forward and grabbed the pistol, quickly got up, and was about to shoot.

Sudden Sudden Sudden Sudden –

A dazzling spark lit up from the door, with a burst of dense bullet holes, chasing Lin Xucheng!

"This is not a ghost movie, how did you become a little brother?" Looking at the Dutchman who was holding two machine guns at the door in the posture of a little pony, and the muzzle of the guns was chasing the Dutchman who was firing at him, Lin Xucheng dodged in a hurry.

After all, it is impossible for manpower to dodge bullets.

Several bullets grazed his face.

Puff puff puff......

There was a series of muffled sounds, and Lin Xucheng breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, it turned out that Ajuan was already standing in front of him and blocked the bullet for him.

"What's that?"

The magazine was empty, and the Dutch was also stunned, looking at Ajuan, who had nothing to do with the hard bullets.

"I'm not a thing, I'm a ghost!"

The yin wind rushed out from between the sleeves of Ajuan's ancient costume, holding her hair and flying, turning into fluttering aquatic plants.

"Hell!"

Bang!

The door was closed, and the two Dutchmen had fled.

"Senior brother, are you okay?"

"It's okay, but I want to thank Ajuan today" Lin Zhengying rubbed his knees, just now he rolled in a hurry to avoid bullets, accidentally hit the ground with his knees, and now he is still a little unstable.

"I'm usually beaten up a lot by my father-in-law, it's nothing" Ajuan shook her head shyly, as if she was also amazed that she had made such an amazing move.

"Wait for me to call"

Lin Xucheng quickly picked up the phone.

"Hey, Sir Chen, it's me, I was attacked by two foreigners armed with heavy firepower today, for unknown reasons, right...... One has silver hair, the other has yellow hair, dressed as a priest, and is about 195 cm tall, yes, yes......"

After saying it simply and clearly, he hung up the phone.

Turning to Lin Zhengying, he said: "Two priests were killed in the Catholic Church before, and we have not been able to find the murderer, it seems that it is very likely that these two foreigners did it." ”

"I remember, they said they were Dutch, and they asked me where the gold was." Lin Zhengying also said.

"Dutch, gold?"

Lin Xucheng just wanted to call again to report, but remembered that Chen Dawei must have led someone to the police to chase him at this time, so he pressed his mind.

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"That strip should be dead."

Longfur sat on the bed in the rental house and glanced at the watch at the bedside.

Bang!

The door was kicked open, and the two Dutchmen rushed in, kicked the long fur and sat on the bed panting.

Seeing the two of them, Longhair looked frightened, and heard a siren outside the window.

"Looks like they've failed," Furry said to himself.

The siren hurried by, without the intention of staying, and the long-haired hanging heart also fell, but looking at the expressions of the two Dutchmen, they were still frightened,

It's not that the two of them are afraid of the police!

"How do you catch ghosts?" The silver-haired Dutchman asked suddenly, looking at Longhair.

"How can I catch ghosts?" Long Mao plucked out his ears and couldn't believe it: "You guys hit a ghost? ”

"yes, they've hit a ghost," the voice came from behind.

Long Hair subconsciously turned his head.

"Ah——!h Seeing the figure behind him, he was startled: "You, you kid isn't you, isn't it dead?" ”

The ghost behind Long Mao was levitating, and said leisurely: "I am dead, but I cannot be reincarnated." ”

"Don't look for me, don't look for me!" Longhair's hands were raised above his head and he swayed vigorously: "I can't be your stand-in!" ”

"Huh? Scapegoat? I didn't expect that, you kid with long hair is such a genius! The evil ghost laughed: "But you stinky boy may not be qualified to be reincarnated if you die, and it is no good to kill you." ”

"Yes, I don't deserve to be reincarnated, don't kill me" The long-haired head is like a chicken pecking rice.

"What are you doing?" The Dutch behind him was irritable, grabbing his long hair and lifting him up easily.

The demon said leisurely, "Tell them that there is a master who can help them catch ghosts, but they need to pay for it." ”

"I know there's a master who can help catch ghosts"

Longhair tilted his head back to relieve the sting pain of his hair being pulled off.

"Take us there!"

"Right now, I'll take you right away!"

……

It's still a dark room.

The smell of incense was strong, and the burning fireworks spread like clouds on the ceiling, pressing the room very low.

The fat monk who was chanting the scriptures opened his eyes violently: "How is it, what about the money?" ”

The demon rubbed his hands together and walked in, "Master, although I don't have any money, I have found you a business, a big business!" ”

"Business?"

Ding dong~

The doorbell rang, and the fat monk stood up and opened the door to the laughter of the evil spirit.

"You're the master?" The Dutchman stepped into the house, smelling the choking smell of fireworks and coughing twice in his throat: "Help us catch ghosts." ”

"Subduing demons and subduing demons is the responsibility of this seat" The fat monk nodded: "But the fee for this seat is not low." ”

"How much do you want?"

The fat monk glanced at the evil ghost beside him and said, "One hundred thousand"

"Good" The Dutchman nodded and agreed: "It's good as much as you want, as long as you subdue that female ghost, we will give you the money until you are satisfied." ”

The fat monk's serious expression suddenly focused on a happy smile, and he deliberately lowered his body: "Rich is a big man, do the two gentlemen have information about that ghost?" ”

"No, just where she lives."

"Enough! Enough is enough! I'll open the altar right away! ”