The bosses in the whole hell are pretending to be cute

At eleven o'clock in the evening, the Fan family's old house was lit with candles, and Fan's nephews and nephews gathered around the urn in mourning, quietly watching the night.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but at [-]:[-], a gust of wind passed through the mourning hall, and the candlelight flickered slightly, making the black and white photos especially strange.

Fan Ziqi shook the goose bumps on his body, and firmly held the evil spirit bead he bought in his hand.

"Hiss—why is it so cold?" The cousin on the side moved his body and muttered in a low voice.

Cold?

On a summer night, Fan Ziqi was almost sweating from the heat.

"I'm cold too." The little cousin muttered, "I always feel that the old house is eerie."

"Maybe it's because it's in the suburbs. The temperature here is lower than in the city. Don't think too much about it." The cousin whispered, not sure whether he was comforting himself or his cousin.

Fan Ziqi's palms were sweaty while holding the Buddhist beads, he was both hot and frightened.

However, everyone feels cold, and only he feels hot. What does this mean?

Fan Ziqi looked down at the evil spirit bead, feeling very grateful.

Finally, it was almost twelve o'clock, and the temperature in the mourning hall seemed to drop a lot.

The little cousin couldn't help but took out a big shawl from her bag, and even shivered after putting it on: "Why do I feel more and more cold?"

The cousin gave a "shh" and said in a low voice, "Stop talking."

The little cousin endured it, but she couldn't, she leaned over to Fan Ziqi and asked, "Cousin, isn't our old house not very clean?"

Fan Ziqi didn't dare to nod, and was about to stop his cousin's nonsense, but before he could make a sound, he saw his cousin's face suddenly changed, and her eyes were staring behind him in horror.

"Photo, why did the photo change like this..." the cousin said with a sobbing voice.

Fan Ziqi glanced back, and was frightened to death—in the photo, the uncle who was smiling was looking at them expressionlessly, and blood began to ooze slowly from his eyes, under his nose, and around his mouth.

Thick blood-red liquid flowed down the photo, forming a small pool of dark red blood on the ground.

True seven orifices bleeding.

"Ow—!"

Fan Ziqi was so frightened that he screamed halfway out of his mouth, and then, blue-gray dead faces suddenly appeared on the ground.

Every face imitated my uncle, staring at them fixedly, began to bleed, and cried ghostly while bleeding: "It hurts...so uncomfortable..."

A thick layer of blood mist covered the ground.In the mist, thousands of dead faces rolled up and down inside, howling ghosts and wolves.

Fan Ziqi subconsciously jumped onto the chair, held the evil spirit bead and began to pray with tears and snot in his nose: "Tathagata Buddha, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Jesus God, Boss Su, help!"

In order not to disturb Li Gui, Su Ling and the others waited outside the old house this time.

Hearing the cries of ghosts from inside, Su Ling's heart skipped a beat, and he ran in immediately: "No, it's all ghosts crying together!"

I ran into the house and saw that there were only dozens of ghosts in the entire mourning hall yesterday, but tonight, the entire mourning hall was densely packed with evil spirits, at least hundreds of them!

Fan Ziqi, who was protected by evil spirit beads, was a little better. Most of the rest of the Fan family were surrounded by several evil spirits, and they would often be bitten by another ghost's head as soon as they dropped a severed hand in a hurry.

Shi Kongbu, who was hiding behind Su Ling, just took a look, then quickly retracted his head: "Oh my god, it's actually a ghost! And there are two of them! Let me just say, how can a mere photo ghost have such a strong smell?" evil spirit?"

Su Ling had a headache: "Stop making sarcastic remarks, think about what to do."

Shi Kongzhan raised his palms up and said, "Amitabha, I am a monk, so I don't kill."

Su Ling glanced at him coolly.

Shi Kongzun responded in a timely manner and added: "...and don't kill ghosts either."

Sheng Ze looked at Shi Kongbu, who was pretending to be a coward and pretending to be high, twitched the corners of his mouth, and began to roll his sleeves: "Let me do it."

Su Ling quickly pushed the man back with one hand, and said seriously: "Why are you here? Do you want to die?"

Obviously, he was regarded as a rookie.

Sheng Ze's movement of pulling his sleeves froze, and he opened his mouth, but suddenly he felt that he should not begin to explain.

Su Ling gritted her teeth, and quickly rushed forward, saving a Fan family member from the mouth of the evil spirit.

There are hundreds of evil spirits, but the two evil spirits are the only ones who are really difficult to deal with.The resentment of evil spirits is much heavier than that of ordinary evil spirits. If their obsessions in life are not eliminated, their souls will not disperse-so they are immortal, they can only be imprisoned.

Su Ling found the two evil spirits from among several evil spirits, and flew towards them with a lightning talisman with his backhand: "Heavenly thunder faintly, walk with the dragon!"

A thunderbolt struck the evil spirits, instead of injuring them, it enraged the two evil spirits.

The blood-red baleful aura on Sha Ling's body doubled in an instant, and the blood mist rushed towards Su Ling with all its teeth and claws.

The blood mist was about to erode Su Ling. Su Ling didn't expect them to be so resistant to beating. In desperation, he picked up the exorcism sword in his hand, drew it out of its sheath, and slashed forward without looking at it.

Immediately, Shi Potian was shocked, and a dazzling sword light swept across the entire mourning hall.

Wherever the sword light reaches, no matter whether it is an evil spirit or a ghost, it will be completely wiped out.

As for the legendary immortal evil spirit, it turned into a ghost doll of more than ten centimeters, hiding in the corner of the wall and shivering.

——The mourning hall becomes empty in a second.

Su Ling: Damn it!

Stone empty burial: Damn it!

Fan Ziqi and the rest of the Fan family who scared half their lives away: Damn it! ! !

Sheng Ze, who was about to save the beauty: ... retreated silently, continuing to pretend to be innocent.

Fan Ziqi exhaled, and asked Su Ling dully, "What kind of move is this?"

Su Ling looked at the unattractive sword in his hand, then at Fan Ziqi who was full of admiration, swallowed, and said in a deep voice, "This is the one in the legend, Bai, Gui, Zhan!"

Fan Ziqi really didn't realize it.

After getting rid of the evil spirits, Su Ling and the others put the two evil spirits into special bottles before saying goodbye to Fan Ziqi.

Fan Ziqi was also generous and readily paid the fee this time, and at the same time gave each of Su Ling a big red envelope.

From the perspective of thickness, there are at least four digits in it.

When they were out of Fan Ziqi's line of sight, Su Ling and Shi Kongzan immediately gathered together, marveling at the Exorcism Sword.

"Boss, you bought so many things, only this time you didn't lose money." Shi Kongzun sighed.

Su Ling's hand holding the exorcism sword was shaking with excitement: "Did you see it? Just one sword, so many ghosts are gone! Gone!!"

The nonsense of "Hundred Ghost Slashing" just now was to lie to Fan Ziqi, a layman. Su Ling knew that that move had nothing to do with him, it was purely the power of this sword.

"However, Boss, why do I feel that the original pattern on this sword is not like this?" Shi Kongzun asked suspiciously.

"Yes, is that so..." Su Ling also felt that it seemed different after being told this.

Sheng Ze squinted his eyes, and interjected, "How can the patterns already engraved be changed? I guess you remember them wrong."

"It's true, I must have remembered it wrong." Su Ling scratched the back of his head.

Shi Kongbu raised his eyebrows noncommittally, and looked at Shengze with something meaningful.

The instigator, Sheng Ze, looked at him calmly, without any falsehood.

Stone empty burial: ...

Su Ling and Sheng Ze had a tacit understanding and sat side by side on the small electric donkey.

Shi Kongzun pointed to himself who was alone, and said innocently: "Then what about me?"

Su Ling pointed to the red envelope in his hand: "Hey, take a taxi back."

Shi Kongzang smiled bluntly: "This is the suburbs, and it's still midnight! Which taxi driver dares to take the order?"

It was Fan Ziqi who dropped by to drive him back this morning.But tonight Fan Ziqi was going to stay in the old house, so he was always too embarrassed to talk to the client's car again.

"Where there is a will, there is a way. I believe in you, as long as you insist on placing the order, there will be a driver to pick it up!" Su Ling clenched his fist and said encouragingly.Then, he patted Sheng Ze's waist and walked away.

Shi Kongbu: ...Is this proverb used in this way? !

After blowing in the night wind for a while, Shi Kongbu finally got a bus.

There were a few people sitting sporadically on the bus, and they were all very quiet, their heads hanging down as if they were dozing off.

After Shi Kongbu got into the car, the driver gave him a quiet look, then started the car without saying anything.

Shi Kongzun casually found a seat by the window and sat down, his expression calm as if he didn't see the blood on the seat at all.

The car drove silently for a while, and suddenly, the long-haired girl sitting in front of Shi Kongbu turned her head and smiled "friendly" at Shikongbu.

Shi Kongzhe said "Amitabha", and smiled kindly.

Handsome men and beautiful women fall in love at first sight.

What a harmonious and beautiful picture this is!

——If you ignore the long tongue sticking out of the female ghost's face and the eyes with only whites left.

Seeing that he was not frightened, the female ghost scratched her hair suspiciously, looked at him again, and then turned her head back.

After a while, a programmer came beside Shi Kongzun.

The programmer and he looked at each other for three seconds, then suddenly smiled strangely, the head on his shoulders shook, and fell like a watermelon.

Shi Kong held the head without changing his face, stretched out his hand, and helped the programmer push the head back.Then, he patted the programmer on the shoulder very kindly, and said friendly: "Hey, don't put your head around."

The programmer was stunned for a moment, then drifted back to his original position faintly.

Suddenly, the bus made an unpleasant sound of rubbing the floor, and the door of the rear car opened with a "squeak", as if it wanted to put a stone in the air and get off the bus.

"Oh? Is this driving people away?" Shi Kongbu shook his head and said, "It's getting late, I can't take a taxi. So please ask this man to give me a ride. My home is at No. xxx, xxx street, thank you."

The driver turned his head and looked at Wang Zhi with contempt, as if he was mocking - why?

Shi Kongzun sighed leisurely, his eyes full of compassion: "This old man is not discussing with you, but threatening."

As soon as these words came out, all the ghosts in the car turned their heads in unison, bared their fangs while roaring at Shi Kong Zan.

Shi Kongzun lowered his eyes slightly, closed his palms, and looked at them with compassionate eyes like a living Bodhisattva: "My Buddha is merciful, if you don't want to send me off, then you have to do it."

The female ghost and the programmer roared, sharp black nails grew out of ten fingers, and they were about to stab Shi Kongbu.

But at the end, the driver suddenly stopped and said, "Stop!"

The driver looked at Shi Kongbu, his eyes full of horror, and he didn't dare to say anything: "You, you are the Ksitigarbha King?!"

The author has something to say: ps: The spell to induce thunder is from Baidu.

【Today is the Monk Theater】

Shi Kongburied wearing a hard hat and hanging a dozen amulets around his waist: The last ghost who dared to mess with me is now in the [-]th floor of hell.

All the ghosts: Hehe.

So, Shi Kongzan took off his vest with his backhand, and the Buddha's light on his body almost blinded the eyes of all the ghosts.

All the ghosts cried out in fright: ...Damn it!

Shi Kongzun raised his hand, and easily kneaded the evil spirit into a black ball, then: Amitabha, I don't kill ghosts.

The crying ghosts completely collapsed: ...you didn't kill the ghost, but you ate it!have eaten! ! !

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