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Next to the bearded man is an extremely handsome oriental man with peach blossom eyes and delicate facial features like a character in a story.
Beside the peach blossom eyes was a man with a green beard in a flowered shirt, with his feet on the table, leaning comfortably on a chair, smoking a cigarette and looking at himself.
Everyone in the room put away their aura, but as a ghost, he could see that around the round table, the aura squeezed each other, forming a cyclone.
"Who are you...Even if you don't use magic weapons, you still have the aura of 'silver court judges'..."
The old ghost is in a daze, the Silver Court Inquisition is the highest religious inquisition outside the Vatican!The psychic and exorcist fighting professions in it are collectively referred to as 'Silver Court Judges'!
He could feel that these people were restraining their aura, and they wanted to release all their aura, so how strong would it be? !Could it be that they have the strength of 'Jin Yao' level?
Nie Huzi said, "Is this the Holy Spirit you mentioned?"
Nie Huzi looked at the old ghost. It was obvious that his body was filthy and messy, and his spirit was not pure.
"It seems to be contaminated by some magic weapon...he has injuries."
"Yes, I did it."
Qin Kun was also a little depressed. Ghost Spear 'Xuan Hui' could pollute even a river, and polluting a holy spirit is a simple matter. Now the role of this old man may only be used for exhibitions.
Tao Huayan said: "I heard that in the ghost market in Europe, a can of holy water costs 10 euros, which is almost 10 times the price of such a top-quality one. Unfortunately, this old ghost can no longer sell it."
What, 10 times? !EUR?
Qin Kun's heart aches.
Wang Gan did not forget to add a knife: "According to the international exchange rate, it is 1000W soft sister coins."
Qin Kun glared: "I know!"
Wang Gan giggled: "I know you know, just to remind you."
I rely on... who the hell is this.
The old ghost next to him understood the conversation of several people in an instant.
"Poor children, you are actually members of a cult? You openly talk about the transaction of the Holy Spirit and despise the omnipotent God. Are you not afraid that God will punish you and sanction you?!" The old ghost's voice was stern.
Losing 1000W in vain, people around were still gloating and laughing, Qin Kun kicked the old ghost in the stomach, did not give a good face and said: "From the moment you want to occupy the Chenghuang Temple, you are dead. I didn't sell you It was my mistake! But don't make trouble for me. Besides, this is the East, who is afraid of your God?"
Chapter 0378 City God's Temple Wishes
The old ghost was imprisoned in the columbarium during this time. Although he was very embarrassed, he still had that kind of arrogance in his bones.
"Poor boy, what were you talking about?"
Nie Yuxuan turned his head, shaking his might, and his chest roared: "He said, who is afraid of your God? Are your ears deaf?!"
The whistling made the old ghost dizzy for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he saw a burly ghost appearing behind Nie Yuxuan. The ghost was carrying a grinding pan, covered in dust, blood mixed with dust and dried up on his face.
Nie Yuxuan ghost, level 40, boulder ghost.
The old man opened his eyes wide: "...you actually raise funeral things! God can't forgive you!"
Wan Wanlang smiled slightly: "I'm sorry, this place is not under the control of God."
Behind Wan Wanlang, a widow ghost in sackcloth and filial piety, covered in blood, with slits and legs exposed, stared at the old man on the ground.
Ten thousand men and ghosts, level 39, blood widow.
Two ghosts appeared, and the old man trembled all over: "The gate of ghosts...these are ghosts who escaped from hell!! You will be scorched by fire in the future, and your soul will fall into the abyss forever!!!"
Li Chong took a deep puff of cigarette, and two pillars of smoke spewed out from his nasal cavity: "Really? Why don't I believe it?"
On Li Chong's body, a female ghost with long hair covering her face curled up comfortably, and her body was covered with blood curse patterns.
Li Chongguichai, level 39, curse karma ghost.
Three malevolent Yang people, three big ghosts!
The old ghost tremblingly said: "Crazy! You are all crazy!!!"
Wang Gan patted his belly, smiled and said: "Old man, you are crazy. I heard that the gate of hell in Thames has been opened, and you still have the heart to blame us?"
Behind Wang Gan, Fei Lei appeared stiffly, staring at the dead fish and looking at the old man on the ground, his stiff body was the most sinister.
Wang Gan is a ghost, a ghost general, and Fei Lei is stiff.
The old ghost was confused: "No, it's impossible! How do you know where it is? The Corsican monster promised us that it would definitely send heavy troops to guard it!!!"
Wang Gan was taken aback, and asked Chu Qianxun, "Who is the monster in Corsica?"
"Napoleon Bonaparte. The emperor most feared by the Church."
After Chu Qianxun finished speaking, an old ghost holding a lantern held up a lantern, shone it on the old ghost on the ground, and smiled slightly: "Miss, if you don't accept this lamp oil, I will take it?"
Chu Qianxun ghost messenger, level 39, corpse lamp ghost.
In midsummer and August, the magic capital of China.
The filthy holy spirit was the first time in his life to deal with a Chinese exorcist, and it was also the first time he saw the methods of a Chinese exorcist.
Six people, five ghosts, the ghosts are blowing, and the soul is trembling.
In the sky of Huangpu District, dark clouds rolled up, and after a while, the light rain began to patter, and then turned to torrential.
Outside the hotel, it rained heavily for no reason, and the cold wind blew up, accompanied by lightning.
Boom—the sound of thunder is huge, as terrifying as the sky crashing.
Inside the Town God's Temple, Lao Miao Zhu looked at the sky above his head, suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, and the beads in his hand were scattered on the ground.
"Master! Hundred Ghosts Walking at Night?" Beside Lao Miaozhu was a young man in plain clothes with a serious expression.
In the international city of Shanghai, two people in Taoist robes hid in this temple as if they were indifferent to the world.But evil winds are everywhere, and ghosts and snakes are coming, they still need to protect this place.
Lao Miao Zhu was fat like a cook, looking at the beads strewn all over the floor, frowning and frowning: "Ghosts are covering the sky, and the wind is everywhere. This is not a night walk of ghosts. Some people are 'covering the sky' and 'resenting grievances'. I am afraid that someone A person or ghost with good fortune will be killed."
The young man was taken aback: "Then, shall we not care?"
The old temple wished: "Take care, all the ghosts and snake gods on the ground of the devil have worshiped the temple, so naturally I will take care of them. Go to the alley and invite your aunt Xie."
The young man nodded: "Oh, yes."
The young man ran out, and in Lao Miaozhu's hand, he threw a piece of talisman paper with 'Edict' written on it into the brazier. Lao Miaozhu bit his finger, and the blood was spurted out by his luck.
"Taishang Xuanying, with Bingding in his heart, looking right at the South Dipper, left looking at the seven stars, the evil wind burning incense, the Tianhu chasing the spirit! Sick!!!"
Lao Miaozhu raised two fingers of his right hand upright, and bent his left two fingers against the inside of his right arm. The burning yellow paper suddenly flew out one by one, and the flames floated on a stick of incense that was as thick as a thumb.
The incense head instantly smoked, and the green smoke turned into a tiger shape, and the tiger went against the wind.
"Master, Aunt Xie is here!!"
In the heavy rain, a beautiful woman in a cheongsam was wearing a heavy powder. She rolled her eyes at Lao Miaozhu: "Oh, why did you bring me here? I'm going to lose my character after playing mahjong suddenly!"
Lao Miaozhu couldn't laugh or cry: "Xie Yinyin, what character do you need, you must help me with something important..."
"If it's important, you know what's important! If there's something important in this weather, it's either haunted or evil! How did your dead ghost master and dead ghost master die?" The beautiful woman in the cheongsam rolled her eyes at the old Miaozhu.
Lao Miaozhu didn't say anything, but turned his head and rushed into the rain: "Yu Ming, don't follow me! Guard the temple!"
The young man was taken aback: "Master, why are you going alone..."
Before the young man finished speaking, Lao Miaozhu got on his bicycle and disappeared into the rain.
Looking at his back, the beautiful woman in cheongsam opened her eyes wide.
"Ara said that you lost your temper after just a few words? You didn't say no to help you, it's really annoying... I think all of you have broken heads. Damn the weather, Ala's makeup is going to be ruined by the rain... ..." He said, holding up his hem and chasing after him, "Old man, wait for me, I didn't bring an umbrella!"
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The incense from the old temple is not soaked by rain, and the colder the place, the faster the incense burns.
In 5 minutes, Lao Miaozhu pedaled the bicycle very fast, and more than half of the thick thumb and long forearm incense had been burned, but fortunately, he found that the "guide tiger" of the incense head had dissipated.
I seem to have arrived.
Look up, this is a specialty restaurant called 'Jiangnan Baiwei'.It is the most expensive restaurant in the neighborhood.
The waiter who greeted the door with a typical smile: "Hello, sir, how many people?"
Lao Miaozhu put away his umbrella: "Look for someone."
When he was about to enter the door, Lao Miaozhu found that the beautiful woman in cheongsam had also followed.She was drenched enough, but she didn't wear makeup yet.
"Auntie Xie, you have to help me."
Not only his apprentices called this beautiful woman Aunt Xie, but in private, he also had to call the beautiful woman 'Aunt Xie'.
"Help you? You don't even open an umbrella, so why help you?!"
The beautiful woman in cheongsam wiped the water off her arm, glared at Lao Miaozhu, then frowned and said, "How did you find this place?"
Lao Miaozhu is about 60 this year, and he was trained like a child. Hearing this, he was taken aback: "Auntie Xie, is there something wrong?"
The beautiful woman in the cheongsam pursed her lips. Not far across the road was a beauty salon. Lao Miaozhu saw a strangely dressed person standing at the door of the club.
Cockscomb blown high, wearing tights, like a hooligan.
The hooligan looked in his direction and remained motionless.
Lao Miaozhu was puzzled: "Who is he? The ghost who caused trouble tonight? Why is he dressed so strangely?"
The beautiful woman in cheongsam curled her lips: "Bah, bah, bah! If he wants to stir up trouble, he will die like a mountain."
Dead Mountain?
Lao Miao Zhu was taken aback.
Before he became a temple priest, he also studied art in the mountains. After coming to Shanghai as a temple priest for so many years, he saw a lot of gods, gods and ghosts.
However, there are more cases of people killing people than ghosts killing people. Even though this place is prosperous, it is also a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are so many ghosts, snakes and gods in China, as well as ferocious birds and beasts lurking here. Since the wharf was established, there have been constant disputes here.
"Could it be that this rogue is some kind of underground force?"
The beautiful woman in cheongsam said: "What are you thinking about? This is a big guy, I won't tell you how big it is. By the way, did you forget how your dead ghost master died?"
Lao Miao Zhu was taken aback for a moment. His master was near the Chenghuang Temple in Huangpu District. One day he went out to practice the practice, and suddenly died suddenly after returning.The forensic examination revealed that it was a sudden death. He used Taoism to observe, but he didn't find any tricks from the master.
Hearing what the beautiful woman in cheongsam said today, he trembled all over: "Aunt Xie... I, my master, could it be that he..."
The beautiful woman in cheongsam sighed: "What are you thinking? He doesn't bother to kill your master. He avenged your master. Your master was killed by another blind thing. Remember to worship him when you have time."
"Worship him? I am Miao Zhu!" Lao Miao Zhu said loudly.
"Then you can treat him as the City God."
The beautiful woman in cheongsam patted the bewildered Lao Miao Zhu comfortingly, "Let's go find someone first."
Chapter 0379 Fighting
There was a loud thunder, and lightning spread like a spider web.
Jiangnan Baiwei restaurant, on the third floor, there is a VIP room called 'Jiyuexuan'.
The living room is a small pool with bamboo and wood planted on both sides, the interior is made of wood, the lights are bright, screened, and the push-pull wooden door is lightly hidden.
The top of the pool is made of transparent glass, and the rainwater falls down and flows down the sink beside it. Sitting under it, there is a kind of elegance hanging over the waterfall, as if you are in a blessed land.
Qin Kun and the others were eating. Suddenly, the door of the private room was opened, and a waiter walked in.
There were no ghosts at all at the table, and the old ghost of the holy spirit was also put into the columbarium by Qin Kun, but the moment the waiter first entered, he still felt cold.
The waiter shuddered, and after a while, he came back to his senses and said politely: "Hello, sir, your friend is here. Wait at the door of the private room."
friend?
Nie Yuxuan looked at his junior brother: "Xiaohua, did you invite someone else?"
Tao Huayan shook his head: "No. My personal salary and bonus are enough to invite my colleagues from the Southern Sect. A few more are not enough. Brother Qin, do you...do you have any friends?"
"It's the first time I come to Shanghai, so I don't have any friends."
Qin Kun and the three shook their heads.
On a rainy day, someone who claimed to be a friend suddenly arrived. Qin Kun opened his sky eyes and saw two figures.One is an unknown old man, and the other is the beautiful woman in the cheongsam in the alley.
Qin Kun suddenly realized: "Bai Wuchang from the devil city is here. Another old man, probably a temple wish."
Bai Wuchang...
Everyone was stunned, and the people outside the door had come uninvited.
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