The movie world has a beautiful ghost

People who heard the noise gathered around.

"Qiu Sheng and Wencai, the two of you go and dig out the body." Uncle Jiu ignored them and instructed his fellow disciples.

"Yes, Master." The two of them immediately walked to the location of the Kongming lantern and started digging.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

Zhang Haoran came to Uncle Jiu's side and said, "Master, you don't need to do anything about this. Just watch from the side."

"Okay." Uncle Jiu nodded when he heard that.

"I'm here to cause trouble. Follow me, brothers."

A group of people drew sticks from their waists and rushed over.

Zhang Haoran smiled playfully and stepped forward to stop them.

But in a few moments, they all lay on the ground, wailing in pain. If it weren't for the master, I would never hold back, they are all scum.

"Master, we found it!" Qiu Sheng peeled off the soil and revealed the corpse inside.

"Okay, let's get her out." Uncle Jiu said.

"stop!"

Zhang Haoran looked over when he heard the voice and saw that it was a man in his thirties with a shiny slicked-back hair.

Judging from his clothes, he looked like a wealthy man. He was followed by a group of people.

When I got closer, I saw him baring his teeth in an extremely arrogant manner:

"Why don't you just stay at home? Why don't you meddle in other people's business? Now that you've discovered it, why don't you stay here together?"

"Master, you and your brothers take the body and go first. I will be there later." Zhang Haoran looked at the man in front of him with cold eyes.

Now that he has practiced Taoism, he can see that the man in front of him is full of evil spirit and has obviously harmed many people.

So Zhang Haoran decided to kill, not only for Xiaolan, but also to get rid of a scourge for the town. After all, he would be living here for a long time and didn't want to see some garbage.

He sent Uncle Jiu and the others away because he didn't want them to see him killing anyone.

Uncle Jiu naturally trusted his apprentice. He nodded and took the two of them away.

"Damn it, you guys are treating me like I don't exist, right? Come on, kill them!"

Zhang Haoran had already taken the lead and knocked down all those who were trying to stop Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu, with his hands behind his back, leisurely left with Qiu Sheng and the others.

Seeing Uncle Jiu and the others walking away, Zhang Haoran revealed a cruel smile.

The local rich man was shocked. He had killed many people before, so he could tell that the other party wanted to kill him.

"Damn it! Come on everyone, kill him!" How could he let others threaten him? He couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Zhang Haoran did not hold back, and every blow hit their Adam's apple, shattering their larynx, making it impossible for them to survive.

But soon the local rich man was the only one left on the field.

But now his whole body was shaking, yet he was still pretending to be calm.

"Brother, I am Xia Yang, the owner of the White Jade Building. Others call me Master Yang, and I am also a well-known figure in this town. You name a price, as long as you can be more generous."

Zhang Haoran walked up to him with a smile on his face and looked at him with a playful look: "Okay, then it depends on how much you can offer!"

"Okay! I have plenty of money. How about I give you ten thousand dollars?" Beads of sweat oozed from Xia Yang's forehead, but he still managed to remain calm.

"Okay, take me there!" Zhang Haoran nodded. As for the money, he would rather take it than waste it.

"Uh~ brother, please come this way. It's in that building. I'll get it for you right away." Xia Yang tried hard to force a smile.

Zhang Haoran followed him into the building and took out a box from a cabinet. According to him, there was exactly 10,000 yuan in it. It seemed that he had just collected the debt.

"Well, that's good. I'll take it then." Zhang Haoran slowly opened a stack of silver coins and took one to play with in his hand.

The next moment, before Xia Yang could react, he used the dollar to slit his throat.

Xia Yang covered his neck and tried to breathe rapidly, but his throat was cut and he collapsed to the ground after a few breaths.

Ignoring him, I took the silver dollar, rummaged around the room, and found a few wooden boxes containing silver dollars.

The total amount was 50,000 yuan. He looked at the furnishings in the room, collected a few bottles and jars of nice styles, threw down a fire-starting talisman, and left.

On the way, Zhang Haoran released Xiaolan.

"Xiaolan, your body has been found. When we get back, I will ask my master to perform a ritual to help you reincarnate." Zhang Haoran said.

At this moment, Xiaolan looked extremely solid under the reflection of the moonlight, not at all like the hazy and floating appearance before.

"Sir, I..." Xiaolan wanted to say something but stopped herself.

Zhang Haoran smiled casually: "Why, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Or do you have family members who need care? You can tell me and I will help you."

Hearing this, Xiaolan was deeply moved. She pursed her lips as if she had made up her mind and said seriously: "Sir, no, Brother Haoran, I want to follow you!"

Zhang Haoran was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Why, aren't you going to reincarnate? You know, if someone like you dies unjustly and doesn't report to the underworld, you will really become a wandering ghost in the future."

"I... I don't have any relatives. I started living alone at the age of thirteen, relying on the songs my grandfather taught me to sing. I have no one to rely on.

Since I became like this, I have figured out a lot of things. Being a human being is not that easy. It is more like a kind of suffering.

I think you, Brother Haoran, are a very nice person, and you are not an ordinary person, so...

So I want to stay by your side and serve you for the rest of my life." If ghosts could blush, then Xiaolan would be blushing at this moment: "I wanted to do this a long time ago, but I couldn't do anything in my previous state, so I gave up.

But I feel my soul is becoming more stable every minute in your magic weapon, which makes me determined, Brother Haoran, please, let me follow you!" Xiaolan glowed dimly in the moonlight, looking pitiful.

Zhang Haoran was undecided for a moment, wondering what it meant to have such a ghost following him.

But it seems that having such a ghost is not bad. If in some world without ghosts, Xiaolan can be said to be a bug. Others can't see her, but she can hurt others. She is a very good choice for guarding the house.

Seeing Zhang Haoran's conflicted expression, Xiaolan felt a little anxious, fearing that Zhang Haoran would not agree to her.

Seeing Xiaolan's anxious look, Zhang Haoran smiled and said, "Okay, I promise you."

"Ah! That's great, this way I can always stay with Brother Haoran." Xiaolan realized that something was wrong after she said this and seemed a little shy.

Zhang Haoran didn't care about it. He just didn't expect that with his temperament he could even attract ghosts. He suddenly felt narcissistic: what a damn charm.