The air conditioner that didn't turn on made my heart tremble, and there was only one reason why the air temperature could drop rapidly.

Manager Huang kicked me in the ass: "Shut up! What are you looking for?"

"This—This isn't open either."

He leaned his head over and looked closely, "Huh? Evil Sect!"

Before it was resolved, the scolding in the corridor exploded again.

"Who's in charge?"

Manager Huang scolded silently, looking at the lip shape, it should be the classic three-character national scolding.

Turning his head, he walked out with a smiling face again.

There was a problem with the air conditioner, and I couldn't do much but nod my head and smile.

And Manager Huang continued to smile with the guests in the corridor, and I listened to it closely, as if there was a problem with some cigarettes.

"Whoosh!"

A pack of cigarettes dropped straight at me like a bomb.

I raised my hand to take it, and it was a little sticky.

Manager Huang waved his hand at me: "Come on, come on, come here."

The guest pointed to the cigarette in my hand, his face full of displeasure: "Taste it yourself, what does it taste like?"

Manager Huang looked at me, "You smoke."

Good fellow, this puff of cigarette almost choked me to death.

I bared my teeth and looked at the cigarette in my hand, "Wet?"

In desperation, you can only waive the order and lose money.

These two tables of guests are not an exception, and at least a dozen orders are exempted in one night.

Manager Huang looked at the bill and slapped his head anxiously.

At this moment, a faint cracking sound suddenly sounded.

When I looked back, the statue of Guan Gong was cracked!

I had just broken the tip of my sword during the night, and now the idol was cracked.

"What's the sound?"

The moment Manager Huang looked up, the statue of Guan Gong had fallen off with gold paint, split apart, and collapsed into a ball of dirt.

The knife in the second master's hand fell to the ground in a cloud of dust.

Suddenly the wind picked up outside the window, and the red lanterns hanging under the plaques swayed in the wind.

The wooden gate creaked as if something was about to rush in.

Although Manager Huang is five big and three thick, he is still scared and pale.

"Wow"

The four gates opened at the same time, and a layer of mist rose in the dark night, and the red lanterns became more and more blurred in the night.

But the door was empty, and there was nothing.

Manager Huang lay on the counter and asked in a trembling voice, "Yes...... What is it?"

I stared at the door, not daring to make a move.

The stronger the wind and the moon blow, the more you can never see the main master.

"I'll go to the door and see."

I left a word and walked out cautiously.

My first foot stepped out of the threshold, and my second foot didn't know if I wanted to step out.

Under the lantern in front of the door, there are several layers of imps.

That's right, it's layers!

They rode one on top of the other, and the top ghost rode right on the lantern.

However, when I looked closely, I felt even more chills.

It's not a ghost!

Rather, it was a human head, of different sizes, stacked on top of each other, each with a face crying or laughing.

"Bell, bell!"

At the end of the street corner, there was a sudden sound of gongs, and the sound was getting closer and closer!

The voice slowly approached me, and I followed the voice to a man in a black suit with sunglasses looking at me with a smile on his face.

Isn't this the weird man in the private room?

The sound of the bell became more and more rapid, as if thousands of troops were galloping towards it.

The ghost with a stacked head suddenly rose into the air, floating horizontally in the air like a kite, lingering around the Yueming Tower.

In the dark night, under the red light, kites strung with human heads shuttled through the gray mist.

I pinched the mantra in both hands and recited the mantra in my mouth.

"One is broken off the road of the plague of the sky, two is broken off the door of the plague of the earth, three is broken that people have a way, and four are broken off by ghosts without a door"

……

As soon as the spell came, it was full of power.

I stepped up from Tiangang under my feet and wrote a huge gossip array in front of the door.

Raise your sword and point straight to the north: "Please Lord Luster!"

"Buzzing ......"

All I felt was a big drum in my head, which made my ears ring.

I stomped on my feet and stepped on the anode of the gossip, shaking up a cloud of dust: "God has arrived!"

Suddenly, I felt that my knees were weak and I almost fell to my knees.