Chapter 501 I came here specifically to take revenge on you.
That night, Yun Qi did not let Wang Haijun take revenge, but put Wang Haijun into the painting.
Of course, she didn't let Cui Peng have a good sleep.
Instead, they sent out mountain ghosts and snow-capped mountain goddesses, thinking of giving him a greeting in advance to see who had been protecting him from behind all these years.
Cui Peng was fast asleep in his room, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
"Cui Peng——"
"Cui Peng——"
Suddenly, a vague female voice sounded in the corridor. Cui Peng turned over and felt itchy on his face. He reached out and scratched it, and it turned out to be a woman's hair.
He woke up suddenly, opened his eyes, and the hair in his hand disappeared.
Could it be a ghost?
Cui Peng didn't dare to move. He gritted his teeth and tightened the veins on his forehead. Then he touched the magic talisman pressed under the pillow. His heart skipped a beat and he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
Didn’t he die a long time ago? The master said that although Liu Hong was very resentful, his soul was taken away by Yin after his death and he would not come to him for revenge.
"I know you're pretending to sleep."
Yun Qiuce smiled and said: "He knows he is scared, so he will definitely prepare it in the hotel and wait for us to show up. It doesn't matter, leave it all to Xiaoqi."
"I'm not Wang Fang, you damn man, you hurt me and even forgot my name, I'll kill you now!"
With that said, Liu Hong floated towards the white-haired female ghost and disappeared into the mist hand in hand.
Cui Peng was so frightened that he grabbed the magic talisman under his pillow and shot it directly in the direction of the sound.
In addition to Taoist Zhang and these talismans, there is also a statue of Guan Gong guarding the hall.
He has spent a lot of money to worship Guan Gong over the years, and Guan Gong will definitely protect him in times of crisis.
Unexpectedly, there was heavy fog and a strange smell in the corridor. Cui Peng held the magic talisman in his hand and walked forward step by step.
The hotel was closed the next day.
Cui Peng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "That's good. Two brats came yesterday and they came to seek revenge on me. I don't know today. I estimate there will be four or five... maybe a dozen."
"Since I have collected your money, I can naturally ensure that you have peace of mind."
However, the shot was empty, and there was nothing in front of me. It was as if the sound and breathing just now were a nightmare.
After Zhang Daozhang finished speaking, he knelt down and continued to draw the talisman.
Zhang Daochang raised his head and glanced at him, thinking a little in his heart. After a while, he couldn't help but say:
Cui Peng didn't want to move, but somehow, an impulse surged in his heart, and he wanted to see what was going on outside.
The Snow Mountain Goddess dressed as a female ghost was startled. How many people had this guy killed? Besides Wang Haijun’s wife, who else was there?
It has been ten years, why did she suddenly appear?
"I came here specifically to avenge you, Cui Peng. We will come together to take your life at this time tomorrow. Just wait until you enter the underworld and get fried."
With this thought in mind, Cui Peng got out of bed, holding the talisman in one hand and a statue in the other, opened the door and walked out slowly.
He also knows that he is not a good Taoist priest, but who doesn't want to live a good life these days.
In the middle of the formation sits an old Taoist, wearing a yellow Taoist robe, and there are red threads hanging on their heads. The red threads are filled with talismans. From the edge of the formation to the corners of the room, every inch of space is filled with paintings.
The talismans were densely packed and looked a little scary.
Cui Peng turned around tremblingly, and what appeared in front of him was a hanged female ghost with her tongue sticking out, and behind the disheveled black hair was Liu Hong's face.
"Cui Peng..."
"With all due respect, Boss Cui, you have indeed done too many bad things. This disaster is inevitable. You should be more restrained in the future. If I help you like this, I have actually violated Master Xuan's moral principles and duties."
Daochang Zhang lowered his head in embarrassment. Although Cui Peng's words didn't make sense, he was right.
Feeling that there was nothing, suddenly a hand was placed on his shoulder, and he subconsciously turned around. A bloody human face fell upside down from the sky, with snow-white hair hanging down, and a pair of scarlet eyes hidden by the hair.
Besides, he has a magic talisman in his hand and thinks he is not afraid of any monsters.
Yun Qi suddenly realized that her uncle was now extremely confident. In the past, he would definitely ask, "Xiao Qi, are you sure?" Now he didn't even ask, as if he was having a celebratory drink in advance.
"Cui Peng, you are so cruel, you forgot about me so quickly?" The female ghost's voice was eerie, with a hint of teasing.
"Ah ah ah -" Cui Peng screamed and directly put the talisman in his hand on the face.
Thinking of this, Cui Peng relaxed a little and walked around the room, thinking that this time he would take the opportunity to eliminate the kid who wanted revenge at once, so he would have nothing to worry about in the future.
"Cui Peng..."
Cui Peng was confused when the voice from the corridor came again:
But the face laughed and flew back, standing upside down, with long snow-white hair hanging down like a waterfall. The scene was as gloomy as a horror movie.
Cui Peng sneered, "There is no need for Taoist Zhang to sound so aloof. Your Taoist temple is supported by me alone. Besides, you should have a lot of jobs like this. We are all the same people, so why bother?
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Suddenly, a strange feeling approached. Cui Peng was so frightened that he slowed down his breathing, and then he felt a faint warm breath rushing in.
As night fell, Cui Peng stood up tremblingly and looked at the formation in front of him. "Daozhang Zhang, are you sure?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for the reaction of the white-haired female ghost opposite, she fell to her knees and kowtowed like garlic:
"I know I was wrong, Wang Fang. I didn't mean to play with your feelings. Besides, I didn't even give you money..."
"I haven't forgotten, I haven't forgotten, I know you, you are, you are Liu Ying, yes, it must be Liu Ying, I know I was wrong, give me a chance to change my ways, and I will be a good person..."
Cui Peng squinted his eyes for a long time, and now he could see clearly, "Liu, Liu Hong? You, you are not..."
A light and charming female voice penetrated my ears.
Although Cui Peng was scared on the surface, he was still very calm on the inside.
"What about me?" A cold hand put on his shoulder.
"Who are you? You are not afraid of my talisman." Cui Peng asked tremblingly.
At this time, the old Taoist was sitting in the middle of the formation, slowly drawing talismans on the ground with cinnabar, and replied without raising his head:
"Don't worry, look at this room. There are a total of nine thousand and nine hundred talismans. Not to mention the little ghosts, even the ghost king may not be able to come in."
"I, I know you?" Cui Peng was confused, and suddenly his heart trembled, and he asked in horror: "Are you, are you Wang Fang?"
If you think about it this way, what happened yesterday was not all bad.
Finally, in the middle of the night, Cui Peng fell asleep at some point, while Taoist Zhang sat in the center of the formation, closing his eyes and relaxing.
Suddenly, I heard a faint cry coming from outside the window.
Cui Peng woke up with a start. He looked up and saw Wang Haijun's bloody face grinning at him outside the window.
