[Soul Ferry] I see ghosts every day at work

Zhang Tianshi's basement still maintains the appearance of the door being kicked open.

Xia Dongqing, Zhao Li, and An Ming drove straight in without hindrance, just in time for Zhang Tianshi to eat a bowl of instant noodles with a sound.

Originally, Zhang Tianshi was eating instant noodles while planning to go to the No. 444 convenience store to get A Hai's ashes back after nightfall. It was tantamount to cutting off his life.But as long as the blood contract between Ah Hai and the Zhang family continues, even if Zhao Li holds Ah Hai's ashes, it will be useless.

But he didn't expect that Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing came to the door after eating half of the instant noodles.

After all the troubles last night, Zhang Tianshi, who is kind and kind, is in a state of embarrassment at the moment. Recalling the sword that he stabbed the opponent last night, Zhang Tianshi inevitably felt a little nervous, worried that Zhao Li would come to take revenge on him: "I don't know what else the ghost messenger has. Advice?"

Lian Zhao leaned on Xia Dongqing, raised his chin towards An Ming, and cut straight to the point: "I'll introduce you to a friend named An, with a single name."

As soon as Zhao Li finished speaking, Zhang Tianshi's face became even more ugly. The word "An Ming" is just a common name to the layman, but in their profession, no one knows "Ghost Seeing Worry" Mr. Ann.

Mr. An has a mysterious background, young, but powerful; he is eccentric, greedy for money and lustful, but praised everywhere.Among the peers, there are different praises and criticisms for Mr. An's character, but they all agree on Mr. An's mana.

Knowing that the man Zhao Li brought was An Ming, Zhang Tianshi was even more sure that he came to seek revenge on him.In terms of mana, he is not Zhao Li's opponent, but he knows that ghosts can't kill people. Facing Zhao Li, Zhang Tianshi still has a bit of self-confidence, but if the target is An Ming, Zhang Tianshi will not be able to calm down no matter what.

"Mr. An." Zhang Tianshi walked up to An Ming obsequiously, "I don't know that Mr. Guicha is Mr. An's friend. Last night, Mr. Zhang was too blind to see Mount Tai and accidentally injured Mr. Zhang. Please don't care about Mr. Zhang."

An Ming shook his head helplessly, looking at Zhang Tianshi with contempt.

He bypassed Zhang Tianshi standing in front of him, walked to the incense table, picked up the mahogany sword that Zhang Tianshi randomly placed on it, put his index finger and middle finger together, and slowly scratched the dark sword with his fingertips, and said slowly: "No It's okay to argue with you, this sword... just treat it as an apology."

"Mr. An was joking." Zhang Tianshi couldn't laugh anymore the moment An Ming picked up the mahogany sword, and his forehead began to sweat faintly, "This sword is something inherited from Zhang's ancestors. Once he gets down there, he won't have the face to face his ancestors."

Hearing this, Zhao Li sneered: "You are a fake Taoist priest who is deceived and deceived, what face do you need? You don't have to wait for the next day. If I am free tomorrow, I will bring your ancestors up to teach you a good lesson Children and grandchildren."

"My lord, you are joking." Even if Zhang Tianshi is a hundred unhappy in his heart, he can only pretend to be his grandson to Zhao Li. It was Zhang who was in the wrong, so please forgive me. If Your Excellency is willing, Zhang will set up a table here, and invite Sir, Mr. An...and this gentleman to have a table."

Zhao Li looked at Zhang Tianshi for a while, then suddenly smiled at him: "Do you think I'm such a stingy person?"

Zhang Tianshi was taken aback for a moment, thinking about you, aren't you?If not, why bring An Ming to find him?

It has to be said that Zhang Tianshi did guess wrongly the purpose of An Ming's visit from the very beginning. When he was busy talking to Zhao Li, An Ming held a mahogany sword and silently recited a few spells, taking advantage of Zhang Tianshi's unprepared At that moment, a sword pierced his waist and eyes.

Zhang Tianshi yelled, but then his whole body fell limply on the ground as if he had been sucked out of his strength. He covered his back with his backhand and looked at An Ming with difficulty: "You... you despicable villain, you actually... ...A sneak attack..."

Xia Dongqing didn't understand why Zhang Tianshi fell down suddenly, and looked at An Ming, but saw that the mahogany sword in his hand was stained with blood!

"An Ming is a cultivator of Taoism. The mahogany sword in his hand is a magic weapon and a sharp sword. What he stabbed just now was a man named Zhang. The three-legged cat cultivation level of a fake Taoist priest can be regarded as useless. "Zhao Li seemed to see Xia Dongqing's doubts, and whispered in his ear to explain.

"Don't blame others if your skills are inferior to others." An Ming didn't feel ashamed at all as a sneak attacker, "Besides, I didn't plan to use any serious means to deal with a low-level person like you."

Zhang Tianshi looked at An Ming angrily, dripping with cold sweat, shaking his lips, but couldn't utter a single rebuttal.

An Ming ignored Zhang Tianshi, and asked Xia Dongqing for A Hai's ashes, put them on the ready-made incense table, dripped the blood from the mahogany sword into the ashes, lit three pillars of fragrance, and muttered words.

Xia Dongqing didn't know why, but felt that An Ming looked a bit like a master at this time. He and Zhao Li looked at An Ming and read it intently for a while. The yellow talismans danced without wind and fell to the ground one after another, while Zhang Tianshi who fell on the ground spurted out a mouthful of blood, closed his eyes and lay down on the ground.

"This..." Xia Dongqing frowned. Although he had seen many horrific scenes, he couldn't remain indifferent if a good living person died in front of him.

"It's okay, I just fainted." An Ming took A Hai's ashes and walked up to Xia Dongqing and Zhao Li, and returned A Hai's ashes to Xia Dongqing, "I have already done what I promised you, A Hai Now he is free, as long as he knows his last name and buries his ashes, he can be reincarnated."

At this time, Xia Dongqing also understood that An Ming was chanting words to the incense table just now, and he should be breaking the blood contract between Ah Hai and the Zhang family, and his impression of An Ming changed a lot in an instant: "Thank you, An Ming, you What a nice guy."

An Ming smiled and remained silent.

On the contrary, Zhao Li seemed to be angry, and said with disdain: "If he is a good person, there will be no good people in this world."

An Ming shrugged: "It doesn't matter to me whether you are a good person or a bad person, as long as you, Little Dongqing, remember the favor you owe me."

"Of course I will remember." Xia Dongqing nodded seriously, "Whenever you want me to help, just ask."

Zhao Li really hated Xia Dongqing, and was about to teach him a few words, but An Ming said first: "Well, we will meet later."

An Ming walked away with the mahogany sword "possessed" from Zhang Tianshi, while Xia Dongqing supported the "sick" official Zhao, and walked towards the No. 444 convenience store with A Hai's ashes.

The convenience store during the day was much more lively than at night, but this excitement had nothing to do with Xia Dongqing. He helped Zhao Li to the store, packed up the cell phone and books left in the store last night, and left in a hurry.

The author has something to say: Forgive my ability to fight the five dregs that I took the nickname _(:з」∠)_

An Ming's first wave of soy sauce is over, everyone spread flowers to welcome him to leave the stage~(≧▽≦)/~