I Can Brush Attributes

Chapter 239 Wait, I'm a little confused

The west side of the cemetery hill was very lively and lively, and the scene was once bursting.

As the matter fermented, more and more ghosts came from the other three directions of the cemetery mountain. The ghosts from the south came to nothing but were shocked. After a while, they were brainwashed by Leslie Cheung's singing and joined the concert.

The ghosts in the east and the north are different.

After they rushed to the west, they saw the sky-shaking scene in the west, and the ghosts from the east and the north cried on the spot.

Riding a horse, why is there such a big gap between being in the cemetery mountain? We were nearly slaughtered in the east (north), and the west was hi.

At the same time, most of the ghost exorcists on the west side of Cemetery Hill have joined the ranks of "Happy Together".

This is a historic scene, an epoch-making scene, people and ghosts coexist in harmony, watching the concert together, shaking fluorescent yellow together.

The only calm person in charge of the ghost exorcists in the west, that is, the ghost exorcist who has been practicing for a hundred years, looked up at the lighted stage.

At this moment, Wang Ping is standing on the stage, and he is full of witty words, which perfectly drives the atmosphere of the scene with one mouth.

Seeing this, the person in charge of the ghost exorcists in the west sighed with emotion.

"Mr. Wang Ping should be the host of the Spring Festival Gala."

Saying that, the person in charge of the West Side Ghost Exorcist did not know why a "terrifying" thought popped up in his mind.

During this special Spring Festival, Wang Ping will not hold a ghost Spring Festival Gala...

Thinking of this, the person in charge of the ghost exorcists in the west hurriedly waved off the idea. He couldn't think about it. This idea was too dangerous.

It is unimaginable that during the Spring Festival, a group of ghosts set off firecrackers there, shouting Happy Spring Festival, and watching the Spring Festival Gala happily.

...

Time flies, the night gradually dissipates, and the sun rises.

Seeing dawn, after Leslie Cheung finished singing, Wang Ping stood on the stage, picked up the microphone and said.

"Ghost brothers and sisters, it's dawn, the concert is over, let's end."

Hearing this, all the ghosts' faces changed drastically, with a look of reluctance.

Ding! The ghosts are reluctant, what? ! Is that the end? Attribute +100

"Mr. Wang Ping, will the concert still be held?" a ghost suddenly asked.

All the ghosts turned their attention to Wang Ping, obviously they were very concerned about this issue.

Wang Ping smiled, picked up the microphone and said.

"It will be held, but I don't know when the next one will be held, but I can make it clear that not all ghosts can participate in the next concert, only good ghosts can participate, the reason why this concert allows you to participate , but also because of the 60th anniversary of the establishment of the government.”

Speaking of which, Wang Ping held the microphone in one hand and opened one arm in the other.

"Want to listen to the concert? Do something good, be a good ghost, and you will have a place in the concert."

Ding! The ghosts heard the host's nonsense, and determined to become a good ghost, to be a good ghost who paid for the public welfare and did good deeds, just to participate in the next concert, attribute +100

"Mr. Wang Ping, that's it! We've become good ghosts. You want us to participate in the concert."

"Yes, yes!"

"Stop talking, I'll be a ghost in the future!"

Following Wang Ping's words, the ghosts present responded one after another.

Some Specter even looked at the government officials present.

I saw a Specter ask the government person beside him.

"Hey, I heard that your government people are using the power of ghosts to fight? How about I become your partner? As long as you let me participate in the next concert held by the government."

Like a domino effect, this Specter's action immediately made all the powerful Specters present to recommend themselves.

That's right, why didn't we expect that it would be easier to listen to concerts by cooperating with government officials?

The person in charge of the ghost exorcists in the west was stunned, dumbfounded.

Does this recruit the ghosts? Become a ghost? !

The next moment, the person in charge of the ghost exorcists in the west shouted.

"My Cao, this is really a soldier who subdues without fighting!"

In the face of the ghosts who took the initiative to say that they wanted to be good ghosts, they took an oath, and they took the initiative to be recruited to cooperate with government officials.

Until dawn, the ghosts waved to Wang Ping one after another, and left with a look of reluctance and determination to be a ghost.

His face was still shocked, and he actually pondered and muttered.

"The effect of the concert is also very good, isn't it? Let the government officials give it a try and also hold a concert?"

As a government official, he knew that the 60th anniversary concert that Wang Ping was talking about was all bullshit.

But the effect of Wang Ping summoning Leslie Cheung to hold a concert, he saw it with his own eyes, and was shocked.

After careful consideration, the person in charge of the ghost exorcists in the west made a decision.

He decided to write this on the report:

Wang Ping held a concert, guarded the cemetery hill without any effort, and persuaded the ghosts to be kind, which was even more Buddhist than Buddhism.

After writing this, he also decided to submit a proposal plan, a proposal for the government to hold a concert for the ghosts.

This western ghost exorcist did not know that the most important reason why Wang Ping was able to persuade ghosts to be kind is because of Leslie Cheung, who had blessed attributes.

Leslie Cheung has blessed attributes, and his singing will be magical, attracting ghosts and people, creating a deep sense of infatuation.

This is like the red-clothed female ghost who smeared the perfume that was blessed by Wang Ping at the Renaissance Hotel, that is, Liu Qing's "Xiaoqian"

The two have the same purpose, and both are similar to "drug addiction".

It was dawn, and the exorcists who guarded the four directions of the cemetery hill gathered at the station.

When everyone gathered together, the exorcists looked at the bloodless Chinese exorcists, all stunned, and even more shocked when they heard their reports of casualties.

"What?! You have zero casualties? This is impossible!" Demuer was shocked.

"It's true, if you don't believe me, you can count it." Captain Wang couldn't help laughing and laughing. For some reason, he couldn't be proud. Thinking of the methods Old Chen and the others used to exorcise ghosts last night, it was very painful.

"I'll count, one, two, three..." Demuer hurriedly counted the number, he knew the number of guards this time.

After a long time, the count was completed, and Demuer's face changed again and again.

There are really no less people.

"How is this possible... Wasn't the battle fierce yesterday? Impossible, I felt a lot of yin yesterday, and I heard the roar of tanks and cannons. It must be fierce."

The next moment, Demuer looked towards the head of the exorcist priest to the south.

On the Vatican's side, the number of people has dropped by half, all with injuries and blood on their bodies, how miserable it is.

"Why are you hurt like this?"

Since Demuer was not a participant in the war, he was the one who was in charge of coordinating the overall situation and issuing support numbers this time, so he didn't know the situation of the battle in Cemetery Mountain.

But seeing the Vatican's tragic devastation, I don't doubt my life.

Is our Vatican too weak, or is the Chinese too strong?

The head of the exorcist priest in the south smiled bitterly. He didn't know how to tell Demuer. In the end, he had to bite the bullet and talk about the battle last night, including the fact that the south was rescued by the west last night.

"Huh?! What are you talking about, the concert? Wait, I'm a little confused."

Demuer's face at the moment is a bit like a mental retardation who has lost his IQ, his face is dull, and he has lost his thinking.

I couldn't understand what he was saying.

In a hurry, he looked at the person in charge of the ghost exorcists in the west, as well as the person in charge of the other three times of the cemetery mountain including Captain Wang.

"Captain Wang, can you explain what happened? How did you exorcise the ghosts? The concert exorcism??"

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