The haunted house may not be a haunted house, but there are indeed ghosts around.
Of course he couldn't see it without opening his eyes, but the wind around him couldn't be faked, and the sound that sounded like ghosts crying and wolves howling was also real.
It sounds a bit scary.
The corner of Jiang Que's mouth twitched, and with a thought, the true energy in his body circulated to his eyes. After a flash of golden light, several little ghosts appeared in front of him.
These little ghosts are haunted by ghostly auras, and they look like scary guys. If ordinary people saw them, they would be so frightened that they would be unable to walk - after all, people are naturally afraid of ghosts.
A few little devils.
He was actually wearing a dark official uniform, which looked like he was organized.
Seeing this, Jiang Chi was stunned for a moment, and he thought to himself: "These little ghosts look like they have been formally trained. Could it be that I have been discovered by a certain ghost king and want to capture him and make him the village's minister?"
The possibility seems a bit high.
Jiang Que frowned.
With a somewhat displeased look on his face, he secretly said, "Since I came to this world, I have offended the two green and white snakes, and also made trouble in the West Lake Dragon Palace, but I have never offended the Ghost King."
Besides, he doesn’t look like Pan An.
There's no need for this.
As for the end of life, it is even more impossible. He, Jiang, came from outer space. There is no name in the book of life and death in this world, and it is impossible for the Lord of Hell to find him.
Unless someone big takes action.
But these days, Jiang Qian has been keeping a low profile, so no big shot would pay attention to him.
Shaking his head, Mr. Jiang felt that these brats were not on the same side as King Yama.
Nor does it look like a lonely ghost.
He didn't take the initiative to speak, but continued to sort out the medicinal ingredients as if nothing happened, planning to change the flavor of the candy tomorrow.
I'm tired of eating these days.
The few little ghosts were a little confused when they saw Jiang Qian not paying attention to them. Didn't you see everything? How could you pretend that you didn't notice anything?
What are you doing?
Although they are usually transparent, it is impossible for a monk like you not to be able to detect them at all. They are not on guard.
How to do this.
Seeing this, the few little ghosts had no choice but to look at me and me at you, and they were dumbfounded.
But I quickly made up my mind.
Since you, Jiang Chi, are pretending not to see them, then they will reveal their true bodies for you to see. Then you won't turn a blind eye.
After thinking about this, I felt much more comfortable.
"Buzz!"
Immediately, these little ghosts revealed themselves, looking eerie and terrifying.
Fortunately, the servants of Jiang Mansion had already rested at this time, otherwise they would have been frightened silly by these brats.
Jiang Que naturally saw it too.
"Are you still determined to give up?"
His face twitched slightly, and he couldn't help but said indifferently: "You sneakily appeared in my house, trying to do some sneaky things, right?"
Aren't you afraid of being beaten to death by him?
What a big dog egg.
Even if Jiang Lao Mo doesn't show off his power, do you think he is just a landlord?
His cold eyes turned and instantly fell on these little ghosts, and his aura in the early stage of Return to Ruins Realm was instantly revealed.
It was really frightening for a while.
fear.
Those little ghosts were originally quite strong, roughly equivalent to the strength of those in the early stages of the Nascent Soul Realm. They were able to deal with some little demons and Taoist priests.
But they happened to run into Mr. Jiang.
This is not just a landlord, he is also a big devil, the kind who eats people without spitting out their bones.
hiss!
It's really tight.
The few brats immediately no longer dared to pretend, and immediately said: "You must be Mr. Jiang Qianjiang, my lord has invited you."
As he spoke, he handed out an invitation.
But Jiang Que didn't answer.
It wasn't that he was pretending to be cold and arrogant and didn't want to accept it, but after a quick glance, he realized that he couldn't understand these ghostly symbols at all.
I simply didn't pick up the call.
In case you don't recognize it, you will be laughed at by these little devils.
Awkward.
Mr. Jiang is a landowner with status, how can he be laughed at? A monk in the early stage of Guixu Realm cannot be looked down upon by a few brats.
"Your master?" Jiang Que sneered and said calmly: "If your master wants to invite me, do you have to go?
When did your master become so proud?"
All the ghosts: "..."
Jiang Chi's words left them speechless for a while.
But Mr. Jiang is right.
Um.
Who said he was powerful?
One of the little ghosts had no choice but to explain: "Senior Jiang...Senior Jiang, we are the underworld soldiers of the City God of Hangzhou. We are here to send you an invitation on the order of the City God."
"City God?"
Jiang Que's pupils shrank and he couldn't help but murmured: "I don't know him, and I don't want to know him. You can take the invitation back."
He shook his head.
I'm afraid the sudden invitation was unkind.
Otherwise, he was not related to the City God, so why did he have to invite him and specially sent Yin soldiers to deliver the invitation.
It's obvious that he has ulterior motives.
But these days, he, Jiang Chi, has been working hard to be a lazy landlord, and he has never stolen or robbed anything. How come he has attracted the attention of the City God of Hangzhou?
This matter seems a bit strange.
interesting.
"I don't know who is more powerful, the City God or the Dragon King of West Lake." Jiang Chi thought to himself, "The City God has made it clear that he wants to see me, but I don't know what he wants to do."
Why not go take a look?
Jiang Que weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
Good people don't come, and bad people come. Since the City God has sent his underworld soldiers to deliver invitations, he will definitely come to visit him personally next time.
"Let's go and see what that old ghost wants to do." Jiang Qian thought silently in his heart, "There are many people who want to kill me, but none of them have succeeded."
City God?
Even the king of hell can't do it.
He, Old Demon Jiang, is not a vegetarian, nor is he an ordinary being.
Thinking of this, he said to the little ghosts: "When you go back and tell the City God, just say that I am not free now, and we will talk about it when you are free."
The brats hesitated for a while, but still said: "Senior Jiang, my master said that we will host a banquet for guests at the Chenghuang Temple in three days. I hope you will appreciate it."
Three days?
Jiang Que hesitated for a while.
He immediately said: "Okay, I will personally go to the Chenghuang Temple in three days, and you can get out."
"..."
All the kiddies were embarrassed for a while.
They held the City God's invitation like a hot potato and couldn't send it out.
This is embarrassing.
After all, the City God had given them a fatal order when they came here, telling them to send the invitations, otherwise they would not have to go back.
Jiang Que frowned and said coldly: "Stay, get out."
With a flick of his hand, a terrifying amount of true energy burst out from his palm, and a sudden surge of energy swept over him.
"Boom!"
As soon as those little devils dropped the invitation, they were swept away thousands of miles by Jiang Chi before they had time to react.
Um.
That's a bit exaggerated.
But at least there are a few kilometers.
After they stabilized their bodies, they sadly discovered that their bodies had become much weaker and were about to dissipate.
this……
The little ghosts look at me and I look at you, and they feel like crying without tears.
When it comes.
Who said there is no danger and there is no need to be afraid.
Now my life is almost gone.
wrong.
Their lives were long gone.
Now it's just a matter of fate.
Fortunately, Mr. Jiang, no, that Mr. Jiang did not kill them, otherwise they would all have died.
"Let's go, let's go back and report to the City God. It is estimated that there will be more troubles in Hangzhou in the future."
"We brats only exist to belong to the strong, alas!"
"I don't know who Mr. Jiang is. His aura is so terrifying. I think it's even scarier than the City God."
"..."
"Don't say anything like this again, especially when you are in the City God's Temple. It would be bad if the City God hears it."
After finishing speaking.
A group of little ghosts quickly rushed towards the Chenghuang Temple in Hangzhou.
Jiangfu.
Jiang Chi picked up the invitation with a puzzled look on his face, "The City God invited me to a banquet? What on earth does the old ghost want to do?"