The wailing and raging ghosts turned to fly ash when they met Su Zi. From the iron gate to the gravekeeper's cabin, Su Zi seemed to be in a no-man's land.
As soon as they met, Hong Ling and others felt the gap between this sudden mysterious woman and themselves.
The other party is not a ghost, she claims that she is looking for someone, who is she looking for
"Hehe, another one to die for."
The tomb keeper narrowed his eyes, he raised his hand, and the wind suddenly raged. One after another, the corpse puppets under his control rushed towards the six ghost envoys, while the tomb keeper himself concentrated on dealing with Su Zi.
He can also feel that this uninvited guest is a formidable enemy.
"Jiang Liu, let's deal with these corpses first, and the ghosts will be handed over to you."
The tomb guards are the enemies of the ghost envoys, and now that the other party is restrained by Su Zi, they can use their hands to deal with the corpse puppets and the ferocious ghosts that have been imprisoned for many years and have already turned into ghosts.
In Niu Hung's view, Jiang Liu was the strongest among them, and should be able to contain the ghost for a while. After the five of them subdued the corpses, they would naturally help Jiang Liu.
After all, Niu Hung and the others rushed towards the pile of mindless corpse puppets, leaving Jiang Liu and the group of ghosts with big eyes and small eyes.
Wait, he's here to make up the number, it's not good to leave this group of ghosts to him alone, it will kill people, no, it will be killed by ghosts.
Jiang Liu swallowed. Su Zi and the tomb guard had already fought each other. As expected, the tomb guard was able to hide under Jiang Kun's eyelids for so many years, and even created such a mass of resentment that covered the entire Ping Township. A ghostly person, Su Zi, who was able to deal with other ghosts with ease, was not free to help Jiang Liu at this moment.
As for Niu Hung and the others, there were too many corpse puppets, and they kept crawling out of the ground. The number far exceeded the number Jiang Liu had counted before. It was obvious that one person would be incapable of dealing with seven or eight corpse puppets.
Now it's a good question whether to run away shamelessly or ask for help, or to bite the bullet and hold on for a while to see if the people on both sides can help him empty-handed.
Jiang Liu thought hard about this question, but the ghosts waited for no one. When Jiang Liu was thinking, the ghost fog was approaching. Liu Yanan, who was the leader, even reached out and grabbed Jiang Liu, the sharp ghost claws turned by the ghost fog. Wanting to pierce into his shoulder blade, he pulled his arm straight off.
Hearing "Zila-", Liu Yanan's idea did not succeed.
On the contrary, the ghost fog melted the clothes on Jiang Liu's shoulders, and when it touched his skin, that piece of skin instantly turned golden, like a natural barrier, blocking all damage from the outside, and touching his skin. The ghost fog that touched him was burned under the action of golden light, causing the resentful master to cry.
The group of ghosts was frightened, and Jiang Liu and the people who noticed this scene were also stunned.
"Damn, when will the golden light of merit be enough to be worn as clothes?"
Niu Hum gathered the golden light of his own merits in the palm of his hand. He was practicing martial arts from outsiders. The golden light on his fist punched the corpse puppets, causing a lot of damage to them.
It's just that although the ghost messenger can use the merit to transform the merit, the merit of each ghost messenger is also limited, just like Niu Hung, he only dares to apply the thin merit to the palm, and the thin layer, the golden light is weak, and it is useful at any time. Danger of ending.
But Jiang Liu is different. The golden light on his body is scary, especially in this gloomy weather. Like the special effects in the movie, there is only one pillar of golden light rushing into the sky. How great is the merit of this body? It is not an exaggeration to say that the darling of heaven.
Niu Hung couldn't understand, Jiang Liu was a little younger than them, where did he accumulate so much merit, or was he a kind person in his previous life, and he accumulated a lot of merit to spend in this life.
His guess is really right. Now the owner of this body is Jiang Liu, and he can be called a good person for several generations. He may not be able to use merit and virtue in other worlds, but in this fantasy world. Just like that, it became his life-saving talisman. No matter how powerful the ghost wanted to move him, it would have to endure the golden carapace formed by this layer of merit and golden light.
But Jiang Liu hadn't guessed what was going on here. He only thought that there was still a mystery in the original body that he didn't know, or that the golden thigh had some magic on him to save his life.
And now, he couldn't bear to think about it.
"Cough cough!"
Jiang Liu looked at the group of ghosts that were too frightened to approach him, coughed lightly, and then stood up straight, no longer the hesitation and fear he had just had.
He felt that no matter what, the time for him to play X seemed to come again.
"I am the ghost messenger of Yinzhou. According to common sense, all of you ghosts who died in Yinzhou are under my control. Liu Yanan, you were wronged and died, but I have cleared your wrongs for you. There is reason, I will tell the King of Hell for you when you go underground, if you are still stubborn, I will be welcome."
Jiang Liu put his hands behind his back, acting like an expert, and the resentful spirits roaring all over the sky didn't seem to be in his eyes at all.
"As for you, you have been detained in this utterly evil place and cannot be reincarnated for a long time. I will also like Yan Wang Shen to ask you to reincarnate early and enter reincarnation."
Most of the wronged souls have been deceived, but reincarnation is their obsession. Many people are imprisoned in this terrifying land for a long time and cannot be reincarnated, so they are full of evil spirits, so Jiang Liu's words were slightly recalled. A trace of their sanity.
"I hate it, I hate it, for the past ten years, we have been tortured by the evil spirits every day, why are we left behind, while some people can enter the reincarnation, I don't accept it, I want to destroy this God, let everyone taste our pain all these years."
This group of ghosts is made up of many grievances, and one of them shouted with a grim expression, as if he did not agree with what Jiang Liu just said.
"Hehe, don't you think those people can be reincarnated when they enter the underworld?"
Hearing their resentment, Jiang Liu couldn't help but smile: "Do you know about a person named Qian Zhenduo in your cemetery?"
"I know, it seems that he is next door to me. His soul was not detained and went directly to the underworld. It seems that he has been dead for seven or eight years."
The pair of grievances also stopped, and the grievances whispered and exchanged the matter of Qian Zhenduo.
"Why can he go to the underworld, we have to stay here and suffer."
"That's right, just because of his strong masculinity? It's so unfair."
A group of ghosts started a crusade meeting, and now they can't take care of Jiang Liu.
"You thought he was reincarnated, but that's not the case at all."
Jiang Liu looked at these grudges complaining and immediately explained: "Do you know how tight the reincarnation numbers are now? A number for reincarnation within ten years has already been fired to 500 billion, and Qian Zhenduo has gone underground smoothly. , but if he wants to be reincarnated, he will have to wait for decades."
In Jiang Liu's mouth, Qian Zhenduo was the old man with excess money, the one who used his son's burnt to be beaten into a pig's head.
"What, 500 billion, the scalpers of the underworld are too cruel?"
"The reincarnation number in this underworld is really so tight? Let's not be human, let's be reincarnated as pandas, can't we be some kind of dog or cat?"
The ghosts were in a hurry and surrounded Jiang Liu for questioning.
In addition, the two sides fought hotly, and they chatted hotly here, which can be regarded as a spectacle.
"Yo, this old man has high ambitions and is quite a panda?"
Jiang Liu looked at the male ghost who said he was going to be reincarnated as a panda, "Did you know how many cubs a panda has a year? These numbers are all set by a related person. It is difficult for ordinary ghosts to be reincarnated as human beings, let alone Reincarnated as a panda."
"Hey, it's not easy for ghosts these days. In the early years of family planning, every family had only one child. There were so many ghosts waiting to be reincarnated. The number of new births simply did not meet the needs of ghosts, and Madam Meng knew? Patent monopoly, she is the only one who sells Meng Po soup in the entire underworld, and the daily supply of Meng Po soup is limited, so this reincarnation number is becoming more and more rare."
Jiang Liu explained why it is difficult to reincarnate in the underworld.
"It's young and squeamish now. At that time, who were not four or five students, and now they are not willing to let them have one or two."
An old lady said with emotion: "My daughter-in-law is. I said that I would help her, but she refused to help me give birth to a little granddaughter."
"Who says it's not, but raising children is really expensive now. One can be carefully raised, and even if two are cared for, this wallet is not enough."
A group of old men and old ladies talked about raising the grandchildren, and the topic was pulled away again, but there were many topics, and the chat was lively, and the atmosphere naturally improved.
Jiang Liu looked at the resentful ghosts who were addicted to listening and patiently persuaded them: "Don't feel that you are wronged, this ghost is really bad, didn't I tell you about Qian Zhenduo earlier, I went to the underworld early, but this The price of goods in the underworld is high. I have been a ghost for more than seven years, and I can’t even afford an incense candle. I finally gave my son a dream and let him burn some coins. This is still fake money. ."
A group of ghosts gasped, this underworld is so difficult to get along with? Aren't they all ghost coins, and there's a difference between true and false
Some ghosts gloat over the misfortune and tell him Qian Zhenduo to go to the underworld smoothly, isn't he beaten.
"Speaking of which, you are all ghosts in my jurisdiction. It is also my dereliction of duty that you failed to enter the underworld smoothly. In this way, in addition to being able to find a relationship so that you can reincarnate as soon as possible, I will give you some compensation."
Jiang Liu said and took out his mobile phone.
"What compensation?"
It was an old lady who asked the question, and when she heard the compensation, her ghost eyes lit up, she rubbed her thumb and index finger, and smiled, where is there any resentment.
"Although I will open the back door for you, my ability is limited, and I cannot guarantee that you will be reincarnated immediately. In this way, after I overtake you, each of you will burn a villa and a sports car for you. I will burn ghost coins for you on the Ghost Festival, and mine are genuine coins issued by the government, which are different from counterfeit coins sold outside."
With that said, Jiang Liu turned on his phone: "Come on, come on, pick the style you like, pick it yourself, or else you can specify the style, and I'll help you make it when I go back."
Jiang Liu held the phone in his hand, and what was displayed on it happened to be the paper products from the candle shop that he had taken pictures of when he had nothing to do.
"Hey, this villa is stylish."
"Two floors, I want the fourth floor, and I will pick up my wife and live together. If my parents and my mother, my father-in-law and mother-in-law are still in the prefecture, the family will live in a more spacious place. Besides, If the reincarnation number of this underworld is really so difficult, maybe I can wait until my children and grandsons come under the house, when several generations live in the same house, the second-floor villa will not be enough."
This remark was approved by many ghosts. Everyone stared at the large villa with more than four floors, and sighed that there was no manor.
"There's still a Ferrari here. I didn't expect that it wouldn't be able to drive it when I was alive, but I would be able to enjoy it when I was dead."
"I like Bentley, not because I think it's expensive, but because the chicken wings on the logo are particularly beautiful."
A group of ghosts pointed at those photos, Jiang Liu also praised from time to time, Auntie, you have a good eye, this villa is stylish, or else I will say that you are handsome, only Rolls-Royce is suitable for you. Those grudges were amused.
But not all resentful ghosts are so easy to fool, just like Liu Yanan, she did not participate in this topic at all, but was enveloped in a mass of resentment, watching Jiang Liu vigilantly.
It was also her who was hurt by the golden light of merit on Jiang Liu's body just now.
The corpse puppet was ready to come to support the ghost messengers who were surrounded by ghosts. Watching this lively symposium, they sent out spiritual torture.
Who am I, where am I, and is the MLM in front of my colleague
It turns out that these days, how can ghosts be destroyed like this
The author has something to say: Dad Qian: Why do I always lie down
Originally, this chapter was about how to fight ghosts. The scene was a bit scary. I wrote and deleted it. Finally, after thinking about it, we still mix sand sculptures and horror elements.