"Just you? Little monk, you are still a little tender" Zhang Wenshun said disdainfully, and with a wave of his hand, there was another black ghostly aura

How could our brainless great Zen master allow the ghost qi to get close, and he also waved his hand with a firelight, and the two black and red qi collided together and disappeared together.

"Look at the Buddha, with" A black thing flew quickly towards Zhang Wenshun, Zhang Wenshun didn't look at it, stretched out his hand to take it, and suddenly saw Zhang Wenshun's hand as if it had been soaked in sulfuric acid

The corrosive sound of "z, z", the tooth of the listener

"Ah, it hurts me to death" Zhang Wenshun shook off the things in his hand and howled miserably

"Hahaha, I'm afraid, the socks that the Buddha hasn't washed for three months, and he stepped on again that day, such filth is the nemesis of your ghost cultivation"

Filth is indeed the nemesis of ghost cultivation, ghost cultivation is also a kind of practice, if you want to get out of the mortal body, you have to let your own impurities be removed, so I am afraid of such filthy things, so there are many folk methods, means to break the ghost and hurt people, such as encountering a ghost hitting the wall, you can pee, you can get out of the ghost hitting the wall after a while, you can spit when you encounter a ghost, scolding people, the dirtier the better, and use **ah, many similar methods.

Zhang Wenshun was unlucky this time, who would have thought that he, a monk who practiced, could be so fucked up, and actually carried a pair of socks that had not been washed for several months and stepped on shit.

"Stinky monk, you are looking for death, I have no grievances with you, you are so vicious"

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the void, and there was a strange-shaped weapon in his hand, the weapon was made of unknown materials, like gold and not gold, like wood and not wood, three feet long, in front of his head was a hand, with pointed fingers, and the blue light of the forest, Zhang Wenshun took it in his hand and rushed towards the brainless

Seeing Zhang Wenshun pounced, the brainless mage could only fight, this thing saw that there was nothing to take advantage of, he was so anxious that he was sweating, and he retreated step by step, and suddenly he found that there was a toilet drawer at the door of the bathroom, and he was happy, and his heart said, God will not die I, I rolled in the direction of the bathroom while retreating, and I ate so many things, I may not be very neat when I rolled, and my head "banged" and hit the door frame of the bathroom, and the tears of the brainless mage in pain were about to fall, and he hurriedly rubbed the big bag on his head with his hand, How could Zhang Wenshun give up this opportunity, and walked close to his body, the strange weapon in his right hand smashed towards the brainless head like lightning, and the brainless tilted his head in fright, and said in his heart that if he hit the head, I would become a headless mage, but the head dodged it, and the shoulder was kept, Zhang Wenshun's small hand on the weapon suddenly grabbed the brainless shoulder,

"Tear. Pull"

The clothes were torn apart, and the brainless mage's shoulders were scratched with three deep blood marks, and a closer look at the fingernails still had a few strands of flesh on them

"Ah, fuck, your uncle" howled brainlessly, but he didn't dare to stay any longer, reached out and took out the toilet drawer from the bathroom, and the person stepped back

"Huh?"

Zhang Wenshun looked at the things he was taking, and frowned at the time, he knew this thing, although the underworld and the world are not exchangeable, but there is information that can be received every day, Zhang Wenshun is not ignorant of the current world, and he also knows what the toilet drawer is for

"You little monk, so shameless, how can there be a shameless person like you, either stinky socks or toilet drawers, do you dare to be more shameless"

"What's wrong with my shamelessness? Buddha and I are like this, are you not shameless? Are you a dignified ghost, occupying a mortal's house? ”

"Whose house did I occupy?!"

Zhang Wenshun was furious! It's about attacking the brainless

"Stand back, I'll stuff this thing in your face when you come over, you didn't occupy someone's house? Is this house yours?"

"Fart, this is my great-grandson's house, what's wrong with me living, you also know my strength, what house do I want to live in? This dilapidated house is cold in winter, hot in summer, it rains heavily, and it rains lightly in the house. I'm not okay...... Besides, my great-grandson didn't say anything, which Shangri-La green onion are you?"

"Your great-grandson??"

"Right"

"Wait, I'm a little confused"

"Let Him In"

The brainless mage could only open the door, but he couldn't open it after opening it for a long time, so he could only look at Zhang Wenshun in a sneering manner

"Okay, okay" Zhang Wenshun pointed to the void of the door, and it turned out that the door lock was locked by Zhang Wenshun's ghostly energy

At this time, the brainless opened the door, opened the door and saw that Zhang Qiang was at the door, his face was pale, he was in a cold sweat, he also heard the sound of fighting inside, he was frightened, a brainless door opened the door and was startled, what the hell is this, a big bald head, a small bald head on the big bald head, covered in blood, full of water, I don't know if it is sweat or tears, this image scared Zhang Qiang "Mom",

"Don't call Mom! I'm your uncle! Phew, I'm your ancestor's uncle! "It is impossible for a brainless monk to suffer a little loss at this time

"Master?" Zhang Qiang slowly recognized it, mainly in less than twenty minutes before and after, this person's image changed greatly, he went in and was covered in blood, and when he came out, he had a big bag on his head, which was red, like a small light bulb

"Come in"

"Is that ghost solved?"

"Solve a fart, you can't beat it, he's going to eat you"

"......" Zhang Qiang wanted to turn around and run, but suddenly blessed his soul, haha, the master likes to be witty and joking, he must have cleaned up the ghosts, and he must have lied to himself.

strode into his home, and just after entering the house for a few steps, he saw the ghost who claimed to be his ancestor sitting on the sofa, holding his cigarette and smoking, Zhang Qiang couldn't control it anymore, remembering that the brainless monk said that the ghost wanted to eat himself, he fainted...

"Tsk, you don't have the courage of your descendants, so you're scared and fainted."

"Monk, if you don't scare him, he'll faint?"

"Your seed is soft"

This sentence almost made Zhang Wenshun angry to death, and this monk opened his mouth and scolded him for eighteen generations

"Don't talk nonsense, be careful that I will give you another time, let you drop a few pieces of meat, save people quickly"

The brainless monk didn't say much to him, took a glass of water, took a sip and put it in his mouth, and said "poof" to Zhang Qiang

Zhang Qiang was awakened by the cold water, and when he opened his eyes, there was a big monk, two heads, one big and one small, and an old man without teeth.

"Let me ask you, is he your ancestor," the brainless monk pointed at Zhang Wenshun and said

"He said he was, and his name was right, but I don't know if it was or not," Zhang Qiang replied tremblingly

"Alas"

The brainless monk sighed, in fact, he guessed that Zhang Wenshun should be Zhang Qiang's ancestor, no one would pretend to be like this, but Zhang Qiang met a ghost for the first time, and the reaction would be so big, so that he didn't dare to go home, and he took it for granted that ghosts occupy people's land, what is this called, if you don't say that people don't remember their own good, did my master know anything when he gave me the law name? . . Do you know that I don't have a brain?

"Then old man, see what to do, let it go"

Brainless people are not scoundrels, and if they do wrong, they are wrong,

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to meet you in general"

"Zhang Qiang, this one, it's really your ancestor, and his cultivation is very good, it's a ghost cultivation, he won't harm you. But what the hell is he looking for you, I really don't know" The brainless monk said to Zhang Qiang

"Huh? He won't hurt anyone? ”

"Well, it won't"

But what is Zhang Wenshun looking for Zhang Qiang for? The brainless monk is also very curious, Zhang Wenshun is at least a ghost, such strength is already very high in the yang world, what can he do with Zhang Qiang's strength?

"It's much better to have such a master to help me do things than to use Zhang Qiang, and it's much more convenient for me, Zhang Qiang still has to be cultivated a little bit" Zhang Wenshun looked at the brainless monk and thought to himself

The brainless monk who looked at him hairy

"You old glass, don't look at me like that, I still have a ** in my pocket that hasn't been washed for half a year! Mess with me, I'll kill you"