dead child, ghost carrying coffin

After hanging up the phone, Chen Dage said to Hua Jiunan.

"Boss, just now our mother said that Uncle Kong Chan called you to let you have time to go to their temple."

"If you say something urgent, you must chat face to face."

"Master Kongchan? What's urgent?" Hua Jiunan was stunned: "What can he do with me..."

Chen Daji smirked: "Could it be that their temple is haunted again, calling us to help?!"

"Then you have to hurry, no matter how you say it's the bald brother's home over there!"

Hua Jiu was too lazy to talk to his good friend, but he had a vague premonition in his heart: what happened in Jinguang Temple should have something to do with Zhao Aiguo...

When the car drove to the town, it was already eight o'clock at night.

Before passing by a small restaurant, Chen Fu asked everyone to get off the car.

"Let's deal with it here tonight, so as not to have to do it at home."

"When the time comes, it will be crackling, and it will be bad to disturb the third brother Wang and his wife's sleep."

In the late 90s, there was no such thing as drunk driving.

Everyone ordered four dishes and a few bottles of beer. Chen Fu and Zhao Aiguo drank two or three bottles each.

Chen Dage wanted to have a drink, but he was stared at by his father and didn't dare to take the glass.

"Except for drinking and eating, can you think about something serious!"

"Don't drink if you don't let me drink, I'm always anxious..." Chen Dage complained, picking his teeth and walking outside.

"Uncle Zhao, Boss, wait for me, we have peed too!"

At that time, the Beiguo Small Hotel did not have the public toilets like it does now.

Anyway, I rarely see pedestrians at night, so everyone finds a wall under the wall for convenience after drinking.

As an elder, Zhao Aiguo certainly couldn't fight with Hua Jiunan and Chen Daji.

With a slight smile, he went straight to the deeper part of the field.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew around.

Hua Jiunan even smelled the pungent smell of decay in the dark wind.

They are familiar with this kind of scene - isn't it just haunted!

Chen Daji was so excited that he almost pissed on his pants.

Of course, his behavior was not frightened, but a natural reaction after peeing.

Furthermore, whenever this guy has ever been afraid of ghosts, he has always actively chased and chatted with ghosts...

"Fuck!"

"Boss, are we running into a ghost?! Could it be that you are asking for the truth again?!"

After speaking, he lifted his pants while looking around, looking for ghosts everywhere.

Hua Jiunan was also taken aback: What the hell is this so hard to think about, insisting on hitting Chen Daji's "gun muzzle"...

Then he thought about it, the dirty things should be coming for Zhao Aiguo!

Hehe, if there is a way to heaven, if you don’t go, there is no way to go to hell!

Zhengchou couldn't find any clues to kill Uncle Zhao, so he sent it to his door!

"Daji, no matter what you see for a while, don't make a sound, just pretend you don't see it. Don't scare the ghost away!"

"We have to catch alive!!"

Chen Dage nodded excitedly when he heard the words: "Yeah, boss, we know!"

"Good job catching! Take it home and raise it and play slowly!"

While talking, I saw an evil ghost carrying a red coffin board, with a grim smile on his face, floating towards Zhao Aiguo's direction.

When he was behind him, he stretched out a pair of black ghost claws and grabbed Zhao Aiguo's neck.

"Oh shit, you bastard, how dare you touch my Uncle Zhao!!"

When Chen Daji saw this, he didn't remember Hua Jiunan's instructions, he summoned a slingshot from the small basket attached to his belly, loaded it with fart bombs, and was ready to launch.

However, before he could make a move, the moment the ghost claw touched Zhao Aiguo, three groups of crimson flames suddenly ignited on his shoulders and on top of his head.

After the evil spirit touches the flame, it is like cotton soaked with gasoline touching an open flame, and it is burned into a human-shaped torch in an instant.

Amidst the screams, the evil spirit struggled and rushed towards Zhao Aiguo again.

But this time it was even worse: two blue lights lit up one after the other, hitting the evil spirit directly.

One became like a tiger, precisely because Zhao Aiguo loved the people like a son, and the official authority gathered after doing countless good deeds;

The other one formed the shape of a sword, which was exactly the amulet that Hua Jiunan gave to Zhao Aiguo.

After receiving "heavy blows" three times in a row, the evil ghost could no longer bear it even if its powers were profound, and turned into ashes in an instant with a scream.

He wasn't even given the chance to change his mind!

Only the coffin board carried behind him fell to the ground with a heavy plop.

Seeing such a scene, Chen Dage opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"Fuck, fuck!"

"Boss, boss, what do ghosts mean?! You came all the way here on purpose to show us a suicide show!?!"

"Aren't you scaring us with death?!"

Hua Jiunan: "..."

Zhao Aiguo was naturally aware of such a big movement.

Immediately turned around and asked: "Who?!"

Hua Jiunan hurried forward to greet him: "Uncle Zhao is fine, it just happened like this..."