The whole underworld follows me through the entertainment industry

After coaxing Shimu to sleep, he decided to go to Ci'an Temple to have a look, but he was still worried about leaving him here alone, so he called Baixi to guard him.

After 12 o'clock in the evening, he came to Ci'an Temple.

Sure enough, sneaky people were found outside the temple.

It is very sad for a god to be reduced to him.

He said, "Who is that?"

The moment he saw Shen Fan, he let out a long breath and ran over from the corner of the wall, "Why did you come, I was sleepy after waiting, and I don't call that who, I have a name, they all call me Win confused."

"I don't care what your name is."

Shen Fan didn't want to give him a single look, and walked into the temple after speaking.

Neither of them is human, so naturally a small door cannot block it.

The courtyard is square and elegant. There is an ancient tree standing in the middle of the courtyard. The tree is so lush that it almost blocks the entire courtyard. Come here, it feels like a world away.

He touched the tree, and it took seven or eight big men to hug it.

He walked around the tree without stopping, turned around and walked through a small door to the Buddhist hall behind him.

The outside of the Buddhist hall is locked, and the inside can only be seen through the panes.

There is a tall Buddha statue sitting on the facade with a majestic posture. No matter which direction you look at it, you will feel that he is looking at you.

It is true that the Buddha is plated with gold, but there are no Buddhas on the table, and some are just monsters raised by people with incense, and they will not protect the suffering people.

Two young monks underground were cleaning the Buddhist hall, cleaning up the scattered incense ash.

Hearing a voice outside the door suddenly, he turned his head to look.Sure enough, there were two people standing outside the door.

One is very handsome, but the other is a beggar. Standing together, the two cannot be said to be unworthy, only to say that they seem to have nothing to do with each other.

They thought that the person in front of them was just a pilgrim who sneaked out at night.

Putting down the broom, he said sharply, "Who are you? Didn't the master tell you not to go out at night?"

Yinghuo saw that Shen Fan didn't speak, so he could only say, "Sorry, we want to see your master."

The little monk saw that there were quite a few people who had passed by, so he came up and said, "Our master can be seen by any of you, come back tomorrow."

Shen Fan smiled slightly after hearing this, and without saying much, grabbed the young monk's neck and threatened.

"Now you can take me to see your master."

Another young monk who was not restrained fell to the ground.

"You dare to walk in front of the Buddha at this time, you are dead."

Shen Fan Fangfo heard some big joke, "Okay, I'll wait to see how I'm going to die, but now I've changed my mind, and I'll use your body."

The palms of the two young monks were touched respectively, and then the souls of the two young monks left the body.

Ying Huo was dumbfounded, "This, this, is this okay?"

Shen Fan penetrated into the body of the little monk, and moved his wrist to get used to the body.

"Isn't it good, I think it's fine."

Yinghuo had to penetrate into the body of the little monk.

Shen Fan was walking in front, hearing the creaking sound behind him, turned his head and looked around, and saw the person behind him, still eating fruit while walking.

Ying Huo said, "The delicacy in this world is really good, much better than the smell of incense."

Shen Fan shook his head, feeling sorry for these priests, he strode forward, Ying Huo trotted behind him and asked.

"You walk so fast, you know where those ghosts are."

"know."

Ying Huo: "I know why I didn't go directly just now, and I still have to wear such a suit of leather."

"I like."

"Well, you like it."

In fact, he just went over to take a look at that tree.

The tree is still there, the name is still there, and the people are still there.

If they really followed Shen Fan, they did find the host's room.

The room is very tidy, there is no one in it, only an ordinary chair, a bed, and there is a big Zen character facing the bed, which occupies almost half of the wall.

They were still observing, and at this moment the calligraphy and painting on the wall moved a bit, and then a door came out from the back door.

Behind the calligraphy and painting turned out to be a door.

After the door opened, two young monks came out from inside.

"Why did you come here, go in, it's time for you to change."

Shen Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Yinghuo, the meaning was obvious, and it seemed that it didn't take much effort.

After entering the door, there is a long passage, and the sound of ghosts and wolves can still be heard in the passage, but of course ordinary people cannot hear it.

At the end of the road is a room.

There are several large stoves in the room, and a fire is burning under the stoves. In fact, it is not real fire, but the karmic fire of refining ghosts.

Under each stove, there is a young monk fanning the fire vigorously.

And the host sat beside him and recited scriptures silently, not knowing what scriptures he was reciting.

Are you helping these ghosts to escape?

Next to him was a monk sitting at the table, eating meat and drinking wine, and he didn't look like a monk at all.

A woman hangs above a cauldron, and she is swearing.

"Let go of me, smelly monk, how could you treat us like this? He said at the time, rescue us, how could you make us into a red rope to exorcise evil spirits? That ghost messenger, I want to see him."

The person who spoke was the woman who was about to eat Shimu in the ground at that time, and he called out to the man next to him who had half of his body melted into the red rope.

"Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan, wake up."

The monk was so fired that he bit off a bite of his flesh and said, "Okay, stop shouting, he's already like this, he's definitely gone."

"You want to see that ghost messenger, he is probably about the same as you now."

Under the karmic fire, the woman's face became even more terrifying. "I'm a ghost and I won't let you go."

"Being a ghost, you are not a ghost now, unfortunately, you have no possibility of becoming a ghost in your next life, and you will never be reborn, haha, originally you don't have to die, just like me, just do things for him, who offended you Him."

After finishing speaking, he smashed it twice. "Add more fire, there is still waiting for the red rope."

Then he said to the two people who were stunned at the door, "What are you two doing at the door, hurry up and go to work."

Shen Fan pointed at himself and said, "Are you talking about me again?"

"I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about ghosts."

"Okay, I'll go to work now."

As he walked, he stunned the young monks who were fanning the flames, turned around, and his men attacked the person on the table with all their strength.

Yinghuo went to deal with the monk who was chanting sutras all the time in the room.

The monk suddenly opened his eyes, and as soon as he tossed the rosary in his hand, he began to fight with him.

The little monk on the table also dodged nimbly, turned over and jumped off the table.

This ghost also has some real skills.

After a few strokes in his hands, Neng Shen Fan felt that he had finished warming up, so he drew out his long sword and pressed it against his throat.

"Who are you? Let me tell you that I have a human body now. If you kill me, you are killing me."

"Well, good reminder."

"Come out," he suddenly called out.

The man laughed loudly, "You think you are a ghost messenger, you can come out if you just say it."

Just smiling and laughing, he stopped laughing, because his soul was slowly leaving the body.

Obviously Yinghuo is a bit powerless here, and this ghost minority has a thousand years of grievances.

He was about to ask Shen Fan for help.The host also stopped in place suddenly, and slowly slid down.

"A ghost."

Shen Fan also came out of the man's body and shook his finger.

"Huh? I'm the head of the ghost messenger."

The ghost also reacted, "You are Pluto."

After speaking, he fell to his knees on the ground.

"Forgive me, my lord. I didn't do anything harmful. These are ghosts. I just refined them to protect people."

Shen Fan sat on the chair where he ate meat just now.

"You mean I have to thank you."

"No, my lord, we should do everything we should. We will give you all the money, all of it, and don't want anything."

Shen Fan sneered, "I don't lack money, why don't you tell me who gave you the courage to go to the underworld to snatch people, and who gave you the courage to make these red ropes to exorcise evil spirits."

"I don't know, I don't know, I only know that he is a young man, and it was only produced in small batches at first, but then he made me speed up the progress for some reason."

"They were also sent by him. You said he offended someone and who he offended."

Naturally, they were referring to the evil spirits who ran out from the underworld behind them.

"I only know that they were only in charge of refining like me, and the news I received after they came was to make them into a red rope together."

"When will he come again?"

As long as he keeps people here, there will always be people waiting.

"Every time he comes."

Before he finished speaking, he was pulled by the neck by the laughing host behind him and hit his sword, turning him into ashes.

"No, it seems that there is a fire outside. It should be that their master is here. You go to save people, and I will go out and return to him."

Shen Fan found a shadow of a person under that tree, but it was not the real person, but a substitute.

He looked at him and said silently, "I will take back my things."

After speaking, it turned into a stone bench next to the tree.

On the second day, the news that Ci'an Temple was on fire spread all over the Internet, and the police also found a body at the foot of the mountain, which was the paparazzi's body.

Shen Fan tried to summon the soul, but the soul was too fragmented and could not gather together.

The host also recovered his consciousness, and he didn't know anything about what he had done during this period of time. He seemed to have a long dream suddenly, and then he woke up with a start.

Shen Fan told him what happened, and he felt that even if he didn't do it, it was his own fault.

Those who had turned into red strings, Shen Fan released them, but there was no afterlife, and those who were still alive were sent to the underworld by him.

Ying Huo's statue was also placed in Ci'an Temple, and after receiving more incense, he returned to his original appearance, and turned out to be a rather handsome young man.