Demon Recovery: Me! Ghostbusters, duty-bound

Father Han snapped his hands, let out a long sigh, followed behind Han’s mother, muttered “wealth is not white”, and also walked into the house.

Su Han also followed.

As soon as he entered the room, his attention was first attracted by the white-haired old man with glasses and bright clothes.

Don’t think about it, this person should be the so-called expert who wants to collect the jar that Father Han picked up.

And in the same way, this white-haired old man’s gaze was always on Su Han’s body, and Su Han was a little hairy in his heart, and even began to have some doubts….

“This old man won’t be an old glass, will he?”

At this time, Han’s mother spoke, pointed to a clay pot placed on the table, and said to Su Han: “This jar was picked up by a thousand knives in my family.” ”

Su Han looked down.

On the shabby marble coffee table, a clay pot of about 20 centimeters in diameter was placed.

The height of the clay pot is similar to the caliber, with a lid, the whole is not too large, and the shape is round.

“Good fellow!”

Seeing the full picture of the clay pot, Su Han couldn’t help but exclaim.

No wonder it’s evil.

This is picking up an urn and coming back!

“Young man, do you recognize this jar?”

The white-haired old man looked at Su Han’s gaze at the jar, did not speak for a long time, and asked.

As soon as he spoke, Han’s father and Han’s mother turned their heads to look at Su Han.

Su Han’s expression was slightly solemn, and his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, “Uncle Han, you tell the truth, did you pick up this jar or dig it out?” ”

As soon as these words came out, Father Han’s face suddenly changed slightly.

He looked like he was lying, and replied, “Of course I picked it up!” ”

Su Han stared at him deadly, and asked again, “Uncle Han, are you sure you picked it up?” ”

Father Han bit to death: “That’s right, I picked it up!” ”

Su Han raised his eyebrows and let out a long sigh.

“In that case, then there is nothing I can do.”

The white-haired old man asked with some doubt: “Young man, he picked it up, is there any difference between it and what he dug up?” ”

“The difference is too big!”

Su Han explained in a condensed voice: “This is an urn, and there is one in it, a very terrifying thing. ”

“Fortunately, since I picked it up, I haven’t opened the lid of the jar, otherwise Uncle Han wouldn’t be so simple as just falling into the evil spirit!”

As soon as these words came out, Father Han suddenly shivered: “Then what should I do now?” ”

Su Han continued: “If you bury the jar back to the place where you dug it out now, then everything can still be saved. ”

“But Uncle Han said that this jar was picked up…”

“Then there’s nothing I can do!”

“No, no, no!” Su Han’s words fell, and Father Han, who had a chill in his spine, quickly waved his hand. “No, no, I dug up this jar, dug it up!”

When Han Mu heard this, she immediately fried the pot again.

“Well, you’re an old immortal!”

“I still dare to say nonsense with my mouth full.”

“Pick up an urn, are you planning to turn our whole family into ashes?”

“The old lady chopped you alive!”

Su Han saw that he was about to fight again, and hurriedly waved his hand to stop it.

“Okay Auntie, there’s no time!”

“The priority now is to bury this urn back to its original place before it gets dark!”

It’s already past 6 p.m.

In summer, it gets dark late, but the sun goes down and it’s only an hour at most.

There is no transport to go up the mountain, only on foot.

So this more than an hour is not enough at all.

“Yes, yes, hurry up the mountain, up the mountain!”

When Father Han heard this, he hurriedly ran to the coffee table and picked up the clay pot, echoing Su Han and saying.

“You old immortal, wait for you to come back and see that the old lady won’t pick your skin!”

Han’s mother’s fierceness really surprised Su Han.

What surprised everyone even more was …

Hearing Mother Han’s threat, Father Han actually shivered.

It was precisely because of this cold shudder that his hand slipped, and the clay pot he was holding snapped, slipped to the ground, and fell to pieces!

In an instant, the whole room fell into a deathly silence.

“It’s over!”

Looking at the fragments of the urn on the ground and the ashes that had turned into carbon all over the ground, Su Han turned around, and before everyone could see clearly, he put on a bright yellow Yin Yang Dao robe and put on his hat.

With his left hand paper and right pen, he once again wrote down three talismans.

These three talismans are all ghost charms.

He threw the three talismans between his four fingers forward, and the bright yellow talismans automatically fell on the pitch-black ashes without wind, showing the shape of a character, which was the three talents of heaven and earth.

But the clay pot was broken.

Even if you use the Ghost Zhen Talisman to form a three-talent array, it is difficult to suppress it!

In an instant, the sky was getting darker and darker, and in a few breaths, five fingers were already missing in the room!

Immediately, gusts of dark wind began to blow wildly in the small room.

The wind was very strong, and the few people who were blowing were a little unsteady on their feet, and the clothes and quilts scattered on the bed all flew up.

“Oblivious…”

A strange laugh sounded from all directions in everyone’s ears!

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