Journey to the West: I Am Entertaining in the Great Tang

"Hey, the photo-taking stone is here, and we're going to shoot a movie next!"

In the bookstore, Qin Hao didn't care about the two cultivator guests, now he only had the task in his eyes, complete the task, get the big gift package, and open the new function!

"But what movie do I want to make?"

Qin Hao became melancholy again. Originally, his thoughts were the biography of Wukong, the black wave of Buddhism, who let them provoke him!

However, Wukong’s story is too obvious. It’s okay to write books. Buddhism may not work hard with him, but it’s different if it’s filmed into a movie. It’s really black, everyone can see it, and maybe it can. Spread to the world, it's strange that Buddhism doesn't kill him!

"Well, now I am not strong enough. Although I have the protection of Qingping, I can't be so waved. In the final analysis, this is only from the protection of Tongtian, not myself!"

Qin Hao pondered for a moment, suddenly his eyes lit up, thought of a good movie, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Sir, the mansion you are looking for has been found for you, but it is relatively close here, and there is only one spacious and ready-made mansion, but there is still a problem!"

At this time, Cheng Chuliang walked in.

Qin Hao is not short of money now, so naturally it is impossible to live in the small broken house of Xiaoshufang. After all, he can't have trouble with himself, he should enjoy it, or enjoy it.

"Hmm, what's up?"

Qin Hao was surprised, what could be wrong with a mansion?

"Just..."

Cheng Chuliang looked around cautiously, and whispered sneakily, "Haunted!"

Qin Hao: "..."

Okay big brother!

In this era when great gods are walking all over the ground, there are actually ghosts, but they are normal.

"Go, go and see!"

Qin Hao suddenly became interested, put away the shadow stone, and followed Cheng Chuliang towards the mansion.

Cheng Chumo and Cheng Chubi were watching in the store, and no one came to steal anything. What's more, now the entire Chang'an City knew that this was a fairy shop, unless they were tired and crooked.

Soon, the two came to a mansion.

Qin Hao looked at the mansion in front of him and was very satisfied. The artificial mountains and green waters, flowers, plants and trees had everything they had, and the area was large, but even if he stood outside, he could feel that the temperature here was much lower than other places.

Yin Qi!

Cheng Chuliang was even more unbearable and fought a cold war directly.

"I heard that this place has long been haunted, and several owners have been changed. Although these owners are not dead, they are all scared away alive."

Cheng Chuliang said with an ugly expression.

If it weren't for the fairy here, he wouldn't want to come to such a gloomy place.

"In that case, these ghosts are not particularly bad."

Qin Hao nodded in surprise when he heard the words. If it were a fierce ghost, the owner of those mansions would have died miserably, how could he escape?

This made him even more interested. Originally, he was a little hesitant. After all, this is a Journey to the West, and the strong are everywhere. If you can't say it, just jump out.

But now, at least you can go in and take a look.

The two walked in, and the cold breeze passed by. At this time, it was already evening, and it was about to go dark. This deserted courtyard was even more gloomy. Even the scenery of the mansion did not attract any interest.

The sun set to the west, and no trace of light was seen anymore. After that, some black air slowly appeared in the courtyard, which was originally very weak, but as time passed, the black air became more and more intense, covering the entire mansion.