"Lao Tzu wants to rent a plane!"

Yan Hong fell to the ground with a person and a freeze, and found an airline run by an Englishman.

As the only living person here, the evil master is responsible for negotiating with people.

It's already dark and the airline is about to leave work.

A British beauty with a tall nose bridge and deep eye sockets walked in style: "Do you have any need, please?"

"What kind of bird language, Lao Tzu wants to rent a plane, hurry up, fly now!"

The evil master slammed the front desk table, and heard the boss say that this time it was the black and white impermanence of the soul, he was a living person who helped the zombies to abuse, and was caught with his good fruit to eat?

“Please speak English”

"You ghost girl, you talk a lot, I want to rent a plane!"

The angry evil lord grabbed a small gold brick and slapped it on the table: "Rent a plane!" ”

Everything is easy when you have money, the driver who is having fun in the bar is dragged out by a phone call, and even the black-robed man with a pair of iron chain leg cuffs under his feet is not cared for.

There are many more people who have taken refuge abroad, as long as you can afford the airfare.

"Boss, where are we going?"

A map of the world with various English words written in front of He Cheng was placed in front of him.

He casually pointed to it, as long as he left the Asian plate first, it didn't matter where he went.

Whether it is the secret of the Mai Gate or the wild history of the Immortal School, there is a record of one thing, the current Eastern god system is weak, and even some Western churches come to grab incense beliefs.

The plane slammed up from the runway and burrowed into the clouds.

……

One tall and one short, two figures, one white and one black, came from a distance.

I didn't see how they moved their legs, and they stepped out more than ten meters in one step, and in the blink of an eye, they came to the place where He Cheng stopped not long ago.

"Boy pees ......"

Bai Wuchang always had a smile on his face: "That pair of shackles was given to me by Yan Jun during his retreat, and it was just a zombie that couldn't break free."

The boy's urine can break the yin qi, but it can't break the magic weapon of the underworld.

"I can't run far, keep chasing"

"Don't let him poke out the basket again, the number of underworlds is obviously not enough, and we can't be busy collecting souls every day, and we don't have a chance to care about those lonely souls and wild ghosts, and when zombies make trouble, it will be even more difficult for us to do."

"War" black impermanence spit out two words.

There were many deaths during the war, and the underworld is not as good as it was now.

"Hehe, at least Zhong Ye remembered us, and life will be better in the future"

The king of Hades does not come out, and the judge is the largest.

Zhong Kui was canonized by the Jade Emperor as a judge of the Yin and Yang worlds, and his ability was two points higher than that of the judge in charge of the book of life and death, and he could be said to be the first ghost god in the world, leaving a good impression in front of him, and the effect of pretending to work hard in front of the leader was the same.

But not long after walking, the impermanence stopped.

"Lost" Hei Wuchang's face was wrong.

The corpse gas rushed into the air and disappeared without a trace.

"He is still with this living person, go back and check it with the book of life and death, and keep it to catch him"

The two impermanence ghosts turned around and escaped into the underworld.

After going back and forth for only half a day, they borrowed the book of life and death and found out where the evil master was.

It's just that at this glance, the faces of the two ghosts are obviously wrong.

"Out of our territory!"

……

United Kingdom, Halloween Eve.

An auction is taking place at the British Museum.

They auction off treasures from all over the world, including some looted treasures.

A square-faced Asian dressed in a tunic with a straight eyebrow sat in the first row, glanced at the ghost guy who was hammering on it, and then casually flipped through the book in his hand.

"Master, have you come to bid for my ancestor?" The man in the blue suit sat down in an empty seat beside him.

"Don't worry, I just finished bidding on a vase"

"Master, I must take my ancestor back today, otherwise I won't have the face to see my family surnamed Zheng!"

The master waved his hand, signaling him to reassure: "Who will snatch a dead body from you?"

At this time, the ghost guy who had just dropped the hammer called another auction item.

The corpse of an obese man.

Ruby topped, wearing a nine-python five-clawed python robe, and supplementing the crane.

The master was a little puzzled: "Your ancestor is still a first-class official?" I've checked your ancestors, but there hasn't been any first-class master."

"My ancestor used to be a stand-in for Li Hongzhang abroad, he was only a Jiupin official, and his body was left abroad after his death, and this time I said that I would take the body of my ancestor back."

"A small role of sesame mung beans" The master was not interested, the young man asked him to go abroad, and gave thousands of yuan, just to transport a corpse back, it was not worth it, and a trip to drive the corpse was only one or two yuan.

A thousand pieces can drive a thousand corpses.

And bidding for this corpse, I'm afraid the cost is not low.

"No matter how he is, he's still my ancestor......"

The ghost guy on the stage is still explaining.

"This time the auction is a priceless Chinese mummy, let me introduce our Chinese auctioneer, Mr. Situ, who is a very well-known mummy expert"

"Thank you," Mr. Situ walked to the podium and introduced what a Chinese mummy was.

The projection device projects an image on a white cloth.

"This is the quintessential Western vampire"

The curtain depicts a vampire in a black robe, flanked by a Chinese zombie dressed in a Qing Dynasty official uniform.

"It's very different from Chinese zombies, everyone knows that crosses can subdue Western vampires, but they are completely ineffective against Chinese zombies; Chinese zombies are controlled only by spirit runes, which are full of charms......"

The zombie in the image was stripped of the yellow rune, and the corpse teeth were immediately exposed, but after being affixed with the spirit rune, it remained motionless.

"This is a very rare and precious treasure, the elaborate costume worn by the zombie proves that he is a nineteenth-century nobleman, and the bidding is now open, with a starting price of fifty thousand pounds"

"Fifty thousand!" The overseas Chinese surnamed Zheng couldn't wait to raise his hand.

Another foreigner easily followed: "60,000"

"Seventy thousand!" He didn't dare to lose his ancestor.

"Eighty thousand!"

"Ninety thousand!" By this time, he was already a little weak-hearted.

"100,000" foreigners are still very relaxed.

"He must be crazy!" The overseas Chinese surnamed Zheng gritted his teeth, 100,000 yuan had exceeded his imagination, and he bought his ancestors home from his own pocket, just to be buried, which can be said to be a loss of money.

He stood up and went to the foreigner who was bidding with him to try to persuade him to give up the bid: "This gentleman, it is my great-great-great-grandfather who is bidding, and I must take him home, this is very important!" ”

"I don't care at all, and how do I know if he's your great-grandfather?"

The master walked up behind Zheng Huaqiao and asked, "What did he say?" ”

"He said, how can I prove that it was my great-grandfather?"

"I can get him up," said the master, with a calm expression.

"Oh oh," Zheng Huaqiao said, translating into English.

The foreigner waved his hand in disbelief, everyone knew that there were vampires, but no one believed that such a thing really existed.

In his eyes, it was just a collectible Chinese mummy.

"If you can get him up, this Chinese mummy is yours!"