super ghost system

Chapter 58 Bad thoughts

As Gumantong approached, the surrounding evil energy continued to gather, and that kind of cold gas kept circling around Hongzhun. His hairs kept standing up, and the roots stood upright, as if they were nails made of steel.

"There is no way, there is no way, I can only do this!"

What Hong Zhun was sweating at this time was not sweat from exhaustion, but cold sweat like a freezing cold day.

He glanced at Zhao Shiren in a low voice, and said slowly: "Now we can only let Guman Tong kill people. In front of me, there is only Zhao Tangzhu. He was treated as a scapegoat."

He made a plan in his heart, picked up the weapon on the Dharma table and hit it directly, even if he missed, Gumantong could disappear, why don't I stabilize his emotions first.

"Master Zhao, something is wrong. This Wei Feng's identity is not simple. Ordinary spells are useless to him. Even my invincible Gumantong dare not enter."

When Zhao Shiren heard this, he felt regretful, but also secretly happy.

What this regret means is that failing to kill Wei Feng directly was a mistake.

The happy thing is that this Nanyang head lowering technique is just a small way after all, and there is no way to compare it with the Chinese Taoism. Casting a spell, it will fail. It is obviously a lack of skill. It is shameless to say that it is because of Wei Feng's abnormality.

A shitty little Taoist priest, even if he has something to protect him in the temple, so what?
Make it up!
Although Zhao Shixin didn't believe it in his heart, he could clearly see the surrounding situation. The three Gumantong dolls were exuding evil spirits, burning towards the surroundings continuously, and accompanied by shrill voices, which was really scary.

"In this way, you stabilize Gumantong first, and I will call other masters right away!"

That wave of energy is definitely not small, and Zhao Shiren can clearly sense it with his own intuition.

Hold on?

I also want to hold on!

Hongzhun wants to cry but has no tears, who knows that Wei Feng's identity is so powerful, he is not an ordinary mortal, but a god, the shitty Zhao Shiren, and the shitty junior Hong Guang, who is not good to mess with, he has to mess with a god , not looking for death?

Last time, Hong Guang used the hair of Nie Xiaoqian's physical body to cast a spell, so he was able to move it and was seen by Wei Feng, but this time, Hong Zhun took the hair that Wei Feng left on purpose.

"The current situation is critical. This Gumantong is too powerful. As long as it is used, blood must be seen!"

Hongzhun's face is absolutely impossible to fake.

However, if you use that sentence, you must see blood!

After Zhao Shiren heard it, he couldn't help flickering with excitement, Gumantong who wanted you originally, it seems that the time has come.

Verbal flattery: "Okay, I'll go right away!"

However, the body did not turn around. Instead, he pulled out a steel dagger from under his trousers, quickly took it out, and directly stabbed at Hong Zhun when he didn't expect it!
This Hongzhun is also powerful, his body is full of muscles, and he wants to fight back, but the dagger has already penetrated his stomach, and it is getting deeper and deeper.

Still wanting to use the last bit of power, Zhao Shiren revealed the Wei Tuo talisman prepared in advance.

He wanted to kill Hongzhun just now, but the time has not yet come.

Poor Hong Zhun, just wanted to kill Zhao Shiren, but was killed instead, still muttering: "Why did you kill me?"

Zhao Shiren kicked him, picked up the Gumantong doll that fell on the ground, stroked it carefully twice, and said, "Of course it's for him! But then again, apart from this Gumantong, you also It’s useless, even that useless Taoist priest Wei Feng can’t be killed, so let’s just judge ourselves!”

He trampled hard on Hong Zhun's face.

Hong Zhun realized that he must die, and screamed bitterly: "My master... Master... will definitely kill you and avenge me. Just wait, Zhao Shiren, Haifeng City!"

After all, when he let out his last breath, he lay straight on the ground.

Because of the death of the caster, Gumantong has no guidance from the evil god and the original consciousness, and has become a dead thing, waiting for a new master to be awakened again.

After watching around for a while, Zhao Shiren put it in the safe in this room as if he was holding a baby, and then straightened his clothes.

"Dong dong!"

Hearing the knock on the door, he subconsciously asked, "Who is it?"

"Master, Director Gou from outside is looking for you to talk about something important."

"it is good!"

I think it's because Director Gou has finished the work, and I feel that it is more than 50, so I am grateful, and this must be well received.

Zhao Shiren looked in the mirror and said with some regret: "The hair is too messy. If it goes straight like this, it does look a bit like a woman. You need to add some hairspray!"

"But... but... Director Gou's appearance is a little... a little..." The person who sent the message outside obviously hesitated to speak, wanted to enter, but dared not, and continued, but was interrupted by the impatient Zhao Shiren : "What is it, let's go quickly, my hall master will go to meet him later!"

"But……"

"Don't be too bad, or your salary will be deducted!"

"Okay!" Since the boss inside had spoken, the person who sent the message didn't dare to say anything, so he fled far away.

Zhao Shiren got three Gumantong dolls, and was very excited in his heart. He couldn't help thinking that there are only smart people in the world, and he will definitely be among the top three.

But I don't know that there are many things in the world that are unpredictable. It can even be said that there is no way to be exactly as you think. It is full of changes, some are dangerous, and some are very dangerous.

"What's the sound outside? Could it be the renovation next door?"

After Zhao Shiren cleaned up Hong Zhun's body and his blood-stained clothes, he heard a "rumbling" sound, which kept ringing, one after another.

I was about to talk to Director Gou after having dinner.

Coincidentally, in the lobby on the first floor, I saw Director Gou, wearing a hard hat, with an extremely dark face, standing upright, with an angry look, like a beast that devours people.

Keep your eyes open and look at him!
Zhao Shiren asked strangely: "What's wrong with Director Gou? Isn't that illegal building particularly perfect, without any scars?"

Director Gou and the dozens of workers behind him did not speak.

It's like the front waves that set off a huge storm in the ocean.

Zhao Shiren continued: "Maybe it's because the price is not enough. Let's go, let's go to the big hotel first. Let's eat some vegetarian food. It's a reward. I treat you!"

What he saw was not director Gou, but the deputy director, with a big iron pot in his hand, walking quickly.

"Bang!"

The big iron pot hit Zhao Shiren's head directly, and circles of birds came out, circling around on his head, and fell directly to the ground.

The Wei Tuo Talisman has failed, and the iron pot is so powerful that people can't imagine that it has indeed exerted a power that ordinary people can't imagine, and it hits a key part.

(End of this chapter)