Ghost Shelter System

The old ghost was imprisoned in the urn during this period. Although he was very embarrassed, he still had that arrogance in his bones.

"Poor kid, what were you talking about?"

Nie Yuxuan turned his head, his tiger power trembled, and his chest roared: "He said, who is afraid of your God? Are you deaf?!"

The whistling made the old ghost dizzy for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he saw a burly ghost appearing behind Nie Yuxuan. The ghost was carrying a grinding plate and was covered in dust. Blood stains mixed with dust dried and solidified on his face.

Nie Yuxuan Ghost Cha, level 40, boulder ghost.

The old man opened his eyes wide: "You actually raise mourning animals! God cannot forgive you!"

Wanlang smiled slightly: "Sorry, God does not control this place."

Behind the ten thousand men, a widow ghost wearing sackcloth and mourning, covered in blood, with slits and legs exposed, glared at the old man on the ground.

Wan Lang Gui Cha, level 39, blood widow.

Two ghosts appeared, and the old man trembled all over: "These ghosts are ghosts who escaped from hell!! You will be burned by fire in the future, and your souls will fall into the abyss forever!!!"

Li Chong took a deep breath of cigarette, and two columns of smoke came out of his nose: "Really? Why don't I believe it?"

On Li Chong's body, a female ghost with long hair covering her face was curled up comfortably. Her body was covered with blood curse patterns.

Li Chong Gui Cha, level 39, cursed karma ghost.

Three evil Yang people, three big ghosts!

The old ghost trembled and said: "Crazy! You are all crazy!!!"

Wang Qian patted his belly and said with a smile: "Old man, you are crazy. I heard that the hell gate of Thames has been opened, and you still have the intention to accuse us?"

Behind Wang Qian, Fei Lei Zheng appeared, staring at the old man on the ground with dead eyes, his stiff body filled with the strongest Yin energy.

Wang Qian has ghost missions, ghost generals, and flying thunder.

The old ghost was confused: "No, it's impossible! How do you know where it is? That Corsican monster promised us back then that he would definitely send heavy troops to guard it!!!"

Wang Qian was stunned and asked Xiang Chu Qianxun: "Who is the monster in Corsica?"

"Napoleon Bonaparte. The emperor the church fears most."

After Chu Qianxun said that, an old ghost with radiant hair held a lantern, illuminated 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 Cha, Level 39, Corpse Lantern Ghost.

Midsummer in August, the Magic City of China.

The filthy Holy Spirit had to deal with a Chinese exorcist for the first time in his life, and it was also the first time he saw the methods of a Chinese exorcist.

Six people, five ghosts, the Yin Qi hit their faces, and their souls trembled.

Dark clouds rolled up in the sky in Huangpu District. After a while, the light rain turned to heavy rain.

Outside the hotel, heavy rain started to fall for no reason, and cold wind blew, accompanied by lightning.

Boom - The thunder is huge, as terrifying as a collapse of the sky.

In the Chenghuang Temple, Lao Miaozhu looked at the sky above his head. Suddenly a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky, and the beads in his hand were scattered on the ground.

"Master! A hundred ghosts walk at night?" Next to the old temple blessing was a young man in plain clothes with a stern expression.

In this cosmopolitan city, the two men wearing Taoist robes seemed to be hiding in this temple without any worries. But evil winds are everywhere and monsters and ghosts are coming, so they still need to protect this place.

The old temple Zhu was as fat as a cook. He looked at the beads scattered on the ground and frowned: "Ghost spirits cover the sky, and a dark wind is everywhere. This is not a night walk of a hundred ghosts. Someone is 'covering up the secrets' and 'resolving grudges.' I'm afraid someone A blessed person or ghost will be killed."

The young man was stunned: "Then, then we don't care?"

The old temple congratulated: "Look, all the ghosts, ghosts and snake gods in the devil's capital have worshiped in the temple, so naturally I have to take care of them. Go to the alley and invite your Auntie Xie."

The young man nodded: "Oh, okay."

The young man ran out, and in Lao Miaozhu's hand, a piece of talisman paper with the word "Imperial Order" written on it was thrown into the brazier. Lao Miaozhu bit his finger and the blood came out from his luck.

"Xuanying in the sky, Bingding in my heart, looking at the South Dou on the right, looking at the seven stars on the left, the dark wind is burning incense, the sky tiger is chasing the spirit! Quick!!!"

Lao Miaozhu raised the two fingers of his right hand and placed the two fingers of his left hand against the inner bend of his right arm. Suddenly, a piece of burning yellow paper flew out, and the flame floated on the head of an incense stick as thick as his thumb.

The incense head instantly smoked, and the green smoke turned into the shape of a tiger. The tiger actually flew away against the wind.

"Master, Auntie Xie is here!!"

In the heavy rain, a beautiful woman wearing a cheongsam with heavy powder on her face rolled her eyes at Lao Miao Zhu: "Oh, why did you find me? If the mahjong game ends suddenly, your character will be ruined!"

Lao Miao Zhu couldn't laugh or cry: "Xie Yinyin, what kind of character do you need? You must help me with something important."

"It's important, and 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 and forget to attack?" The beautiful woman in cheongsam rolled her eyes at the old temple Zhu.

Lao Miao Zhu said nothing, turned around and rushed into the rain: "Yu Ming, don't follow me! Guard the temple!"

The young man was stunned: "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 widened her eyes.

"Ala, you just said a few words and you lost your temper? I didn't say that I won't help you. It's really annoying. I see that each of you has a broken head. Damn the weather, Ala's makeup is going to be ruined by the rain." He said , held up his hem and chased after me, "Old guy, wait for me, I didn't bring an umbrella!"

The incense in the old temple is not soaked by rain. The cooler the place, the faster the incense burns.

In five minutes, Lao Miaozhu pedaled his bicycle very fast, and more than half of the incense, which was as thick as his thumb and as long as his forearm, had burned. Fortunately, he found that the 'guide' at the head of the incense had dispersed.

It seems that I have arrived.

Looking up, this is a specialty restaurant called "Jiangnan Baiwei". It's the most expensive restaurant nearby.

The waiter who greeted the door said with a signature smile: "Hello, sir, how many are there?"

Lao Miaozhu put away his umbrella: "Looking for someone."

When he was about to enter, Lao Miaozhu found that the beautiful woman in cheongsam had also followed him. She was quite wet, but her makeup was still wet.

"Thank you, Auntie, you have to help me."

Not only did his apprentice call this beautiful woman Auntie Xie, but in private, he also had to call the beautiful woman ‘Auntie Xie’.

"Help you? Why should I help you if I don't even hold up my umbrella?!"

The beautiful woman in cheongsam wiped the water on her arm, glared at Lao Miaozhu, then frowned and said, "How did you find this place?"

Lao Miao Zhu, who is about 60 this year, was like a child after being scolded. He was stunned when he heard this: "Auntie Xie, is there something wrong?"

The beautiful woman in cheongsam pursed her lips. Not far from the road, there was a beauty salon. Lao Miaozhu saw that there was a strangely dressed person standing at the door of the club.

With his cockscombs rising high and wearing tight clothes, he looked like a gangster.

The gangster looked in his direction, motionless.

Lao Miaozhu was confused: "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, a mountain of people will die."

Mountains of death?

Laomiao Zhu was stunned.

Before he became a temple priest, he also learned skills in the mountains. After coming to the devil city to be a temple priest for so many years, he saw a lot of gods and ghosts.

However, there are more examples of people killing people than ghosts killing people. Even though this place is prosperous, it is still a land of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. There are many ghosts, ghosts, snakes, gods, and ferocious beasts lurking here in China. Ever since the dock was established, there have been constant disputes here.

"Could it be that this gangster 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 old it is. By the way, have you forgotten how your damn master died?"

Laomiao Zhu was stunned. His master was near the Chenghuang Temple in Huangpu District. One day he went out to practice Dharma and died suddenly after returning. The forensic doctor determined that the death was sudden, and he used Taoist techniques to observe it, but he didn't find any trick on the master.

Hearing what the beautiful woman in cheongsam said today, he was trembling all over: "Aunt Xie, is it possible that my master was raped by him?"

The beautiful woman in cheongsam sighed: "What are you thinking? He didn't bother to kill your master. He avenged your master, and your master was killed by another blind thing. Remember to worship him when you have time."

"Worship him? I am Miao Zhu!" Old Miao Zhu said loudly.

"Then just think of him as the City God."

The beautiful woman in cheongsam patted the confused old Miao Zhu comfortingly, "Let's go find someone first."