The battle with the vixen ended, the next day.

The building manager contacted the media early and brought out the god general, proving that although there were fox spirits in his building, the fox spirits had been destroyed by the god generals.

There is also a picture that God will answer.

In the photo is the corpse of a large fox that has swallowed its breath.

"Wood!"

The manager hugged the newspaper and kissed it, there is this thing, see who dares to say that his building is evil!

"Boss, what do you put in this wall, dead rats? It stinks! ”

The wall filler covered his nose and fanned it.

"It's a little stinky"

The manager snorted, pinched his waist and said, "I pay you to work, so you don't have to fix it?" ”

"You're the big guy," muttered the wall-patcher and continued to work.

"Earthquake or Terminator? "The ceiling has pierced several floors, and some of them have been busy these days.

The building manager read the newspaper over and over again and drank tea leisurely.

There were two zombies that were suppressed by him, and it was very troublesome to make fox spirits, and then it was rumored that the zombies were renting out his building, even if it was sold, no one dared to ask for it.

"You're the manager here?"

The manager looked up at the voice, and his eyes were a pair of leather shoes, and then a man with a Chinese character face wearing a silver-gray tunic.

"Sir, have you ever acted **, I think you are so familiar!" The manager stood up and looked at him in the face.

The man's expression did not move, but his eyes turned down, and he looked at him with hanging eyes: "God will help you eliminate the thousand-year-old fox spirit?" ”

"Of course, you read the newspaper! It's in the newspapers! ”

The manager was overjoyed, and the more people knew, the easier it was for him to solve the problem.

The man with the Chinese character face was unmoved, his whole body was still hard as a stone, and only a pair of eyes were staring at the smiling face of the building manager.

"Where is he?"

"Where? He's a god general, man! Of course, it's heaven to kill the youkai! The manager muttered, "Where?" Am I a big mi tour guide? Cut"

Shaking the newspaper in his hand, the building manager just wanted to go back to his chair and sit down, but his shoulder was pressed by a hand.

"Hey, Hong Kong is a society governed by the rule of law!"

The manager twisted his shoulders, but he was completely trapped.

"Oops!"

When the wall repairers heard the screams, they turned their heads and saw the building manager being kicked and flying more than five meters away!

Martial arts?

Losing the guy in his hand, a group of people fled.

The man with the Chinese character face slowly walked up to the building manager and asked, "Where is he?" ”

"Big guy, I happened to run into him last night, even if you kill me, I don't know, he can fly! Wait a minute! ”

Seeing the plus-size leather shoes on his face lifted up, he calculated in his heart that with the foot strength of this guy in front of him, his head would definitely explode if he was hit by a kick.

"It's better to die you than to die me! You go up, there is a Taoist hall on the fourth floor that just opened today, saying that she is a one-eyebrow Taoist aunt, she must know! ”

"Thank you"

The face of the national character who didn't hit people was still very polite, and he turned around and walked onto the elevator.

4th floor,

In the corridor that is already a mess, there is still a relatively intact house.

The door was open, and directly opposite the door was a wall of portraits, many of which were yellowed, which should be considered antiques.

In the center was a huge alchemy furnace, polished with a rag.

"You can't do it if you want to, and you won't rely on me in the future?" A female Taoist girl wearing a zodiac robe and a belt came over scolding.

Almost hit the face of the national character.

"Wow! Business is coming to the door! Mr. is considered a marriage, or does he ask Mi to kill demons? Zhang Daru's face lit up when he saw the national character, and he secretly ran into business on the first day.

"Seeing that the clothes are custom-made, this workmanship fabric has to be at least tens of thousands of yuan! Big fat sheep! ”

"Are you Aunt Yimei?"

"That's right!"

Zhang Daru threw off his yellow robe, raised his feet and stepped on the chair and looked up and laughed: "The thirty-eighth generation of Maoshan Zixia Guan, who has fought hundreds of evil ghosts and living corpses, and has also slaughtered thousand-year-old fox spirits, and one eyebrow Daogu is also!" ”

The national character face is still expressionless: "Do you know where God will be?" ”

"Divine general? It costs money to ask God! Do you know" Before she could finish speaking, Guozi Face took out a wad of banknotes from her pocket and threw them into her arms.

"It's easy for you to find God! Careless! I'll take this gentleman to the gods later! ”

"Why did you let me go again!"

Zhang Xiaoyi bit the head tie rope in his mouth, and walked out with his hands in his hair.

"What do you know, the gods may have taken a fancy to you and want to find you to be a fairy, with him, isn't it better for us to mix up Zixiaguan? Since it's a family, it's also appropriate to help make some money! "Zhang Daru is actually thinking about another thing in his heart: hurry up and get rid of you, and when Ah Hua comes back, I will fly with him!

"God will hear you and you're finished! Be careful yourself, I'm going."

Zhang Xiaoyi walked in front of the national character face and looked him up and down: "Let's go, sir"

The two went out, sat on Zhang Xiaoyi's Beetle, and swayed all the way to a house.

"The gods are still living in this place?"

Zhang Xiaoyi muttered, she was also here for the first time.

When he walked in, he immediately shouted, "God General, I'm coming!" ”

Teng Teng Teng!!

Guozi Face just followed Zhang Xiaoyi into the courtyard, and suddenly sensed the danger and took three steps back, but he didn't see a figure left and right.

Zhang Xiaoyi closed his eyes and fell to the ground.

Eccentric!

call

There seemed to be someone talking in the wind.

"This man is so perceptive, if he dies, he will definitely be a murderer!"

"Do your master's orders, and put her in again," the voice of a woman turned into another voice.

Zhang Xiaoyi floated out of thin air and floated into the house under the shocked gaze of the national character face.

There was another sound of footsteps, and the face of the national character retreated, and he hit the evil as soon as he entered the door, and he was a little nervous.

saw a handsome man walking out slowly with a goblet.

The strangest thing is not that he is missing his right hand, but that the cup is suspended in front of his mouth.

When he remembered the command, he bowed ninety degrees with his face and said, "God will!" My lady is invited! ”

As for what would happen to the woman if she was caught, he didn't care.

"Billy Zhou?"

The other party looked at him with interest.

"My young lady is the heir of the Jiuju faction, I just want to talk to you, I believe you can meet any needs!"

"Miss? Satisfy? ”

He Cheng swallowed the red liquid in the cup in one gulp.

"Jiuju faction, it seems that there is an Uncle Feng, and there is also a powerful and unpredictable mirror!"

Although there have long been first-class Jiuju in history, only the Jiuju faction in the exorcist police can be remembered in Hong Kong ghost movies.

The ability is not strong, but the ability to refine the corpse is not bad.

"Yan Hong, let's go and have a look"

"Yes" is still a female voice, but it is more gentle.

Guozi's face was solemn, from beginning to end, he didn't see that there was a second person here, but there were no less than three people in the voice!

Only a cool breeze blew, and he kept retreating.

"Let's go"

A coat was draped over He Cheng like an invisible person pulling.

Guozi nodded solemnly, turned around and said, "Please!" ”

Motionless as a mountain with an expressionless face, at this time the image in front of this "god general" has disappeared, only the back is soaked with sweat.