"My lord, the authentic Tengu dance in my hometown."

"Please taste it."

The female ghosts' skin was surprisingly white and tender, and two of them kneaded their shoulders, one of them lay in the hot spring, and the other was feeding wine with his mouth.

Frankly speaking, this is the first time in the life of the Fuso Ghost King that he has enjoyed it so much, and I have to sigh that there are so many tricks that the younger generations have studied.

"Green Sword Fairy"

"Well, you go down."

Naturally, this was not said to the delicate female ghost, but implied that the driver who was guarding not far away was about to get down to business.

Hearing this, the driver, who had been maintaining a sitting posture under the soil, knew it in his heart, and after answering, he slowly retreated outside and began to prepare for the sumptuous dinner.

He knew that once night fell, the colleagues lurking in the delegation would do everything they could to come and meet the ghost king.

After all, this is their ancestor, and their ghostly aura is earth-shattering, and they must fight desperately.

"You're Akito?"

The Ghost King asked.

The four female ghosts were stunned for a moment, knowing that this was the ancient name, nodded and said:

"Yes, sir."

"Although we were Aki people when we were alive, we have always admired Fuso culture, wearing kimonos, speaking Japanese, and only hating ourselves for not being reincarnated in the past."

Hearing this, the Fusang Ghost King laughed, knowing that this was true, because they didn't use Chinese, they must have studied early, and they felt more and more interesting and proud in their hearts.

The previous fellow who rescued him said that more than 30 years ago, his country invaded the Ming Dynasty on a large scale and slaughtered more than 20 million people, but he didn't expect it to be forgotten so quickly......

Not far from an izakaya.

The rooftop of the building.

"Don't take down that bounty, keep playing, and use it to confuse the little devil."

Meng Fan took the phone and said in a deep voice: "They think that the whereabouts of the layman are unknown, so they won't scruple too much, so it's convenient to monitor." ”

"Also, how many heavy firearms can the police deploy? You must be ready at all times, if the Dao Law can't suppress the Ghost King, then up with explosives and cannonballs! ”

Different from ordinary ghosts, tangible and insubstantial, it is difficult to be attacked by physical means, this Fusang Ghost King is the product of the combination of corpses and ghost energy.

In the past, in order to completely eradicate this group of evil Japanese people, the Ming Dynasty used a full number of 100 households, carrying tiger squatting cannons, and finally let them pay for their blood debts in a small village along the coast.

According to the Caolu monk, the Ming soldiers themselves suffered a lot of casualties at that time, and they didn't have much mind to take care of the aftermath of this group of invaders.

First, they cut off their heads, mixed mud, salt, and rice milk, and piled up a small Jingguan, and then threw the corpses into mass graves for wild dogs and coyotes to eat.

As a result, the Fusang ghosts were too fierce and had a lot of sin, and when the army left, they lost their evil spirit to suppress them, and immediately turned into powerful ghosts, devouring and killing each other.

In the end, the one left became the peerless ghost king, and it found the back skull and corpse parts, and continued to be the party to blame.

In other words, this guy is both a ghost and a corpse monster, and he is blessed by the luck of the Japanese country.

Because of this, Meng Fan felt that heavy fire suppression should be able to play a role.

"Senior brother, there is a situation on the delegation's side."

As soon as he put down the phone, Jin McGee ran over and said with a serious expression: "It's so late, it stands to reason that the people who went out to visit should have come back one after another, but the guy in charge of monitoring said that there are still five people who have not returned, and their whereabouts are unknown." ”

"Among them, including the demon monk named Tachibana Tianman, and the whereabouts of the Yuantong master of Qingshan Temple are also unknown."

Expected......

Meng Fan sighed and comforted: "Don't worry about that over there, this group of guys will definitely be around the Fusang Ghost King, just keep an eye on it." ”

"Master, you can pick it up now."

Capture the thief and capture the king first.

Since such a decision has been made, it is necessary to concentrate all forces and strive to settle the situation in one fell swoop.

Night.

Meng Fan and the others hid their breath and stayed in the building, using various high-tech equipment to monitor.

Sure enough, the devils entered the izakaya one by one, busy worshipping their ancestors.

"Hmph, when the time comes, it's all in one go." Zhong Fabai had a hot temper and said coldly.

"When the time comes, the helicopter gunship arrives, and you can move."

Speaking of this, Dasha seemed to think of something and asked, "Isn't the blood of the rooster a restraint against evil?" Wouldn't it be nice to collect the blood of roosters in chicken farms all over Hong Kong? ”

Who dares to say stupid?!

Meng Fan woke up like a dream, and his mind was open.

In the past, his status was low, he had no right to speak, and he could only fight alone against the group of ghosts in the club, and he had to pay out of pocket even to buy a two-and-a-half-year-old rooster.

It's different now.

"Jiaju, you go and notify the patrol police in each jurisdiction, whether you have a break or not, find me a rooster, the free-range at home, the centralized breeding in the factory, don't let any of them go!"

"Tell the guys in the headquarters to go over and keep an eye on it, and you must make sure that the rooster's blood is pure enough."

On the other end of the phone, Chen Jiaju, who accompanied the chief inspector to run before and after the whole day, did not dare to delay the time, and immediately went to do it, but couldn't help but remind:

"Boss, what should I do after I put it in the iron bucket? It may not be transported over, let the brothers carry the bucket and splash it. ”

"There are no fire brigades in the districts?" Meng Fan said quickly: "Each district will requisition a few vehicles for me, and the kind with enough pressure can spray chicken blood as far as possible." ”

"By the way, the chicken blood is sticky, remember to mix it with some water and add cinnabar ......"

More than a dozen fire trucks drove over, each carrying a large iron tank with a capacity of more than ten tons, and it was filled with chicken blood and cinnabar water, and the sprinkler head could shoot out a column of water for sixty or seventy meters.

Ghost King Isn't Afraid?

That's not enough!

"Little brother, although I don't know what preparations you have made, we still have more than two hours left, and when the moon is in the sky and the light of the Big Dipper reaches its peak, it is the perfect time to make a move."

With the help of talismans and magic circles, the Caolu monk who was recovering his vitality slowly opened his eyes, looked at Meng Fan, and admonished:

"In case the time has passed, your preparations have not yet arrived, so we still have to bite the bullet."

Not long ago, Caolu personally calculated that tonight was the most active time of the Big Dipper this month, and if he missed it, he would have to wait for at least twenty days.

Otherwise, you will have to find a specific feng shui treasure and spend a lot of money to try to bring in the ghost king of Fuso.

And the ghost king is so fierce, if it is given time to kill, and constantly uses human lives to strengthen itself, in the end, Meng Fan and the others can only eat the consequences!

Besides, it has a bunch of little devils to do the internal response.

Can't be delayed!

This is the consensus of all.

Frankly, the time is already there.

The location is favorable, and it is in the ghost king.

Because the izakaya happened to be built in a place of absolute yin, it was the same as the place occupied by the Nine Chrysanthemum Demon Girl before, which was suitable for raising corpses and ghosts......

If it weren't for the intention, I wouldn't believe it if I killed Meng Fan, I could only say that the little devil would not die in my heart, and he would have started the layout early.

As for Renhe, Meng Fan is confident that he is on his side.

Two hours, i.e. four hours.

For such a long time, thousands of police officers acted collectively and worked together, and they did not dare to say that all the roosters in Hong Kong were killed to cure evil, and at least 100,000 of them were not a problem.

With cinnabar water, large fire trucks......

Occupying the time, the people, Meng Fan felt that his chances of winning were not low.