If you don't go to the ghosts, the ghosts will come to you.

The curtain of the second act opened, and Ouyang Shan's position was given to a gold medal on-site director, in fact, all walks of life have their own rules, and it is difficult to do things if the rules are broken. ”

"Looks like your six roots are not pure, Master."

"The donor's lesson is that the poor monk traveled this time, I am afraid that he will not be able to come back in three or two days, I am ashamed, there are many monks in the Holy Mountain Temple, but none of them have such a comprehension as the donor, when I am not there, please take care of the donor more?"

Zhang Huen laughed when he heard this:

"Is there a salary?"

"Donor, you are embarrassing the poor monk, why don't the poor monk give you a magic weapon?"

What a big stroke, between the master Xiuguang touched out a cross demon pestle, this thing is not ordinary at a glance, much finer than the ordinary goods sold at those incense places, and the surface has a layer of jade luster, I think it is the master has been with him, with Buddhism to warm up the high-end goods.

"In that case, I will be disrespectful."

Zhang Huen took it with a smile, and who knew that the master immediately took out a letter from his wide robe and handed it to him, saying:

"In that case, please laugh at it too."

"Hey, master, you're 。。。。。。"

Master Xiuguang announced the Buddha horn again and slipped away, Zhang Huen looked at the envelope in his hand, and felt that he was taken into the pit by the old monk.

The disciple paused:

Disciple Zheng Sicong, in the early years with the master to see the master, after a good heart, do more good deeds, recently in the suburbs of Z City Lianshui Road No. 117 to buy a villa, the heart is very happy, but after more than a month, came a sloppy Taoist in front of the door shook his head, the disciple asked, it only said' After the catastrophe is coming, the disciple can't catch up, and he is very frightened, and then he finds some fellow disciples to investigate, but they don't know what to do, so he asks the master to send the senior brother to investigate, in order to untie the knot in the disciple's heart, and attach a dragon card, which contains 100,000 sesame oil money for the disciple's sincere filial piety. Password 123456. ”

"Where's the card?"

Zhang Huen shook the envelope and found that the envelope was cleaner than his face, Zhang Huen angrily went out to find the old monk, and the monk only said that the host went out to travel, and he had already sat in the four circles that people came to pick him up. Zhang Huen returned to the quiet room angrily, and found that Fan Mengqi was reading the letter repeatedly, so he said:

"If you don't go, you won't go to death, the old man only cares about making money for himself, and he is stingy, let's go and solve the problem for him, it's a good idea to fight."

"I don't think we can go."

Fan Mengqi spread the letter down and placed it on the table, only to see that the back of the envelope began to change slowly, and some ink began to seep out of the paper, forming a small piece of text:

"List of invitees: Zhang Huen, Fan Mengqi, Lin Bin, Zhao Yang, Zhang Chunlong, Liu Menghan, Gou Wuyang, Liu Weiye, Ye Huaran, Wu Meng, Sun Tiantian, Tian Jinhui, Shu Chong, Zhang Wanran."

Zhang Huen shouted:

"Bold beasts, dare to harass the purity of Buddhism!"

Zhang Huen picked up the golden bowl next to him and buttoned it towards the letter, recited Prajnaparamita in his mouth, pinched the hammer that knocked on the wooden fish and poured the Buddhist mental power towards the golden bowl, every time he knocked it, there was a scream from there, and when he knocked it for the third time, a trace of black smoke escaped from under the golden bowl, Zhang Huen spit out a breath full of mental power towards the black smoke, and the black smoke naturally rose in the air, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Fan Mengqi took away the gold bowl and saw that the letter was intact, but the handwriting on the back had all disappeared. She asked curiously:

"What the hell?"

"How do I know, I'm not a professional."

"But why do I think you're more professional than many professionals?"

"The old monk said, I have a relationship with the Buddha, and I think these are all blessed by the Buddha."

Fan Mengqi turned her face into a tiger, unhappily snatched the glander in Zhang Huen's hand, and said angrily:

"Buddha Buddha, you know how to chant Buddha and chant sutras all day long, I see that you are about to become a monk, right?"

"What are you doing, learning more is good for you and me, I'm not used to the kind of light life of a monk, life, it's still good wine and good meat, drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful people, waking up and holding the sword of murder."

"Ouch, I've got goosebumps, you say you're a poor ghost, daydreaming all day long?"

"I don't have it。。。。。。"

Zhang Huen sat down solemnly and said to Fan Mengqi:

"I think it's a matter of life and death for this demon eradication guard, but if you look at the old monk Xiuguang, he has made 100,000 oceans in vain before he makes a move, you say that if I learn a full set of demon elimination methods from him, and then make a name, then I am not worth millions of dollars per minute?"

Zhang Huen said this, no matter what Fan Mengqi thought, the on-site director over there was directly frightened, what is this for? I just made a film in front of me, and I don't have the slightest fear and fear, and now I have the idea of engaging in a demon slaying industry, is this to force the Great Xia Horror Collection Company to a dead end?

The on-site director immediately reported this situation to the director team, and the Great Xia Horror Collection Company immediately made a response plan, making it more difficult for them and putting them to death, although it was good to destroy Zhang Huen, the fiercest guy who jumped, so that he would know that our Great Xia Horror Collection Company would not allow him to mess around. (To be continued.) )