At this moment, Suning was bathed in the light curtain, and the demonic energy filled his body.
As majestic as a diamond, yet sinister.
...
In the northern suburbs of Kyoto, at the Tianshou Cemetery, Liu Sansheng was sweeping the floor.
The bamboo broom rubbed against the ground, making a swishing sound.
He had a cigarette butt in his mouth and took a puff from time to time.
While swallowing the clouds and puffing out the mist, he muttered to himself: "Ashes return to ashes, dust returns to dust. How long have you been dead? And none of them can live in peace."
"At night, they come out to make trouble, and wander around like ghosts."
"If you don't enter the underworld, who will show you howling like ghosts and wolves?"
"I am a tomb sweeper, not an eminent Buddhist monk. You expect me to chant sutras and save you. Hey, are you overthinking this?"
As he spoke, he sneered and laughed: "Think clearly, not entering the underworld is equivalent to giving up the opportunity of reincarnation."
"I don't care what you think. The only thing is, this is my territory, please do your duty honestly."
"You harassed me and made me unable to sleep well. Then what awaits you..."
He changed the topic, and the bamboo broom flew out and said: "My soul will be shattered."
"Wow."
The sword energy filled the sky and penetrated into an inconspicuous tombstone with lightning speed.
The next moment, screams were heard.
On the tombstone, there is a dark and thick mist lingering, forming a big distorted and blurred face.
Liu Sansheng said indifferently: "How dare you, a mere little ghost king, dare to be so presumptuous in front of me?"
"After all your good words, you don't listen to my advice. Do you really think that I have no temper?"
"There are rules in the underworld, and here are the rules set by me."
"Those who do not obey the rules should be punished."
In the guard room, Meng Bailou, who was in charge of cooking, laughed loudly and said: "Old Liu, you are out of business, are you going to vent your anger on a bunch of brats?"
"Are you too idle, or are they too stupid?"
Liu Sansheng recalled the bamboo broom and replied angrily: "Old ghosts are obedient, but new ghosts are difficult to deal with."
"Knowing that I was very sleepy and couldn't bear the slightest disturbance, I deliberately came out to cause trouble."
"Don't you know the principle of three things?"
"You are seeking your own death, who can blame you?"
Meng Bailou said angrily: "You are afraid of disturbing me, so I don't want to be clean?"
"Chen Xuanjun arrested the person, can't you let him deal with it properly?"
"We have to take over this mess. All five of us need to eat."
"The old woman has poor health and high blood pressure."
"What if you die here?"
Liu Sansheng said depressedly: "Didn't we agree that you will be responsible for cooking and I will be responsible for sweeping the floor?"
Meng Bailou shouted: "What is the difference between cooking for two people and cooking for seven people?"
"That little girl, whose name is Su Ping, she wants to eat Coke chicken wings."
"Her father, Su Xinglan's eldest brother, wants to eat soy sauce beef."
"The most outrageous thing is Su Mingkang. Do you know what he wants to eat?"
"He asked me to make dumplings for him, stuffed with pork and chives."
"Are you sure this is a hostage-taking and not inviting five ancestors back?"
Liu Sansheng rubbed his face and said: "Xinglan's family, please be more considerate."
"After all, he is my most proud disciple."
"Using is taking advantage, and I feel guilty for treating his family badly."
"This kind of guilt is different from the six channels of planning."
Meng Bailou hesitated to speak. The words came to his lips and he finally suppressed them.
After a while, he almost collapsed and asked: "Are you going to buy it or should I buy it?"
"I, I can't do anything else except boiled noodles, eggs and fried rice in my life."
