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Chapter Thirty-One: Transcendence

When I heard this, I wanted to laugh in my heart, but the flower priest seemed to have heard it too. He recited the Taoist text a little slower, and suddenly a stream of incense ash spilled out of his hand!

White incense ash spread in the air, and the two boys behind him suddenly turned into black mist and rushed in.

I was startled, thinking it was the big devil coming again.

The lights on the ceiling began to flash, and the ghost hanging in the air was motionless. But my eyes widened, and I only saw the black mist transformed by the two boys wrapped around its head, one on the left and the other on the right, and began to tear at it. .

The scream suddenly became louder, and it struggled violently. The mahogany sword in the hand of the flower priest suddenly pointed forward, and the two swords were volleyed in the air.

Suddenly, my colleagues' eyes widened. Seeing their looks, I immediately understood why the florist wanted to sprinkle incense ash.

I saw five shadows appearing in the mist filled with incense ash in the air. They kept entangled in it, especially the huge body of the ghost, which was being torn apart at the moment, and you could clearly see the hands and feet clawing at random.

This state lasted for more than ten minutes, and some timid colleagues began to hug each other for warmth. The supervisor was so frightened that his whole body trembled, with tears streaming down his face.

I heard the flower director suddenly shout "Stop", and the two boys fell from the sky and stood firmly behind him again.

The incense ashes in the air had long since dispersed, and three normal ghosts were standing in the air. They suddenly landed on the ground, kneeling and kowtowing at him.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of reverence in my heart. This is a master who can actually divide the ghosts and ghosts into normal souls.

After a simple ending, the Buddhist priest played the salvation sutra through a small speaker, and the souls of the three people stood in the air again and disappeared.

After watching the excitement, many colleagues left together. I was determined to ask the florist for advice later, so I did not leave.

The supervisor brought a big red envelope. I looked at it and saw that it contained at least 100,000 yuan. I handed it to the flower priest respectfully.

"These three people were good comrades who I recruited into the company and fought side by side with. I don't want to harm others..."

The supervisor hugged his shoulders, stood up straight, and actually cried, looking so sad.

"Life and death are fateful. Now that they have gone to reincarnation, your wish can be fulfilled."

The supervisor seemed to be unable to control himself any longer. He leaned on a desk and cried bitterly.

I walked over and gave him a roll of toilet paper. He held it tremblingly and muttered something, but it didn't seem like he was talking to me.

Before I could say anything, the flower director looked at me and suddenly frowned: "Friend, you are haunted by evil spirits!"

I was stunned for a moment, and I really wanted to hug him and talk to him with tears in my eyes.

"Han Cheng, be careful, this person is not simple!"

Xuerou suddenly spoke. I don't care if he is simple or not. There is a triple ghoul chasing behind his butt. He can hold it up to his thighs, so of course he can't miss it!

Pulling the flower arrangement to a corner, I explained my experience last night, omitting the part about the casino.

The flower arrangement manager looked troubled, so I quickly made a promise and hinted to him that the money I would give him would be at least five times more than what the supervisor gave him.

He hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

I was staring at his face the whole time, seeing that he agreed, and almost cried and called me daddy.

In fact, I wanted to say something about the big devil in my heart, but thinking that the big devil was so powerful, he might be timid from speaking out, so I held it back.

The company had taken care of the supervisor, and we went downstairs together. The ghost-hunting team seemed to have their pride stung by the sarcasm of the flower director. They hid behind and watched for a while, and then left without saying a word.

I feel at ease in my heart. Now that I can't protect myself, I have no time to take care of them.

When I got into the taxi, the florist's boy disappeared. I sat alone in the back seat, wondering if it might have overlapped with my body, so I couldn't help but ask the florist.

He also understood what I was talking about and pointed to the roof of the car. I was stunned and looked out the car window. One leg fell down, which scared me half to death.

Instead, the flower director laughed and waved out of the car window. The two children suddenly crossed the roof of the car and landed straight next to me.

In order to prevent them from overlapping my body, I huddled in a corner alone, feeling very depressed.

The taxi driver looked at my actions and Hanadao Chang's appearance, and his face turned pale instantly. The speed of the taxi became faster and faster, and when he turned a corner, he almost drifted.

Fortunately, there were few cars on the road, so we got off the bus without any danger.

The flower director's home is on the fairly prosperous Third Ring Road in the city. An old residential building stands upright in the gap between two residential areas. It's not far away after walking into the alley.

Looking at this seven-storey residential building with a big word "Hai" painted in red paint on the wall, how do I feel that I have arrived at an abandoned building where ghosts are haunted in the movie?

The flower director saw my expression and said scornfully: "Two dragons play with a pearl. There are gossips in the center of the pearl, and the hexagrams are high-pitched. If you get it, you can fly to the sky! You know nothing."

Yeah, I know what the heck, this damn abandoned look can be used to shoot a ghost movie, right? You don’t even need to hire a prop team!

Helpless, I had something to ask for, and I didn't want to beep more with him. I walked to the corridor, and he held a hand gesture and clicked on a Bagua mirror embedded in the wall.

Roar~

It was like a hundred people screaming in the bathroom. I quickly covered my ears and my heart was trembling.

Hey, there's no need to hire actors, just let the ghosts in the building act!

Along the way to the seventh floor, there was nothing weird, but I always felt that this place was spookier than other places.

When I entered the door, I was stunned for a moment. Looking around, I saw hundreds of yellow ribbons with bells hanging from the ceiling, almost grazing the top of my head.

In the hall, as soon as I sat down, he took a basin of water and a grapefruit branch and beat me wildly.

Uncle, are you sure you don’t have any bad habits?

He was chanting convoluted incantations while smoking. I reluctantly believed him and let him smoke for nearly half an hour.

Then he came over with a red rope and asked me to sit on a steel stool.

I...I believe it.

Your uncle, please don't be a pervert.

I was worried, but I couldn't show it. I kept smiling all the time to prevent myself from getting scared first.

For a while, I was tied up and his forehead was covered with beads of sweat.

"It's been a long time since I've been tied up, so my hands are a little raw."

I continued to smile to show my understanding.

I don’t understand, mom, I want to go home!

Suddenly, with a serious look on his face, he picked up a sword from the counter, raised the sword and knelt down three times and nine times at the altar enshrined in the corner of the room.

I saw ancient Chinese characters engraved on the scabbard, but I am ignorant and don’t know what they were written on.

"The Heavenly General Sword! I didn't expect it to be on him!"

Xuerou suddenly screamed, and I was stunned. Isn't the Tianjiang Sword a magical weapon that every righteous person who eliminates demons and protects the Tao wants to obtain in his life? Xuerou remembers that she was beaten to the ground by a Taoist priest holding this sword.

"No, it's an imitation!"


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