The noise in the romantic pavilion in front of the clay sculpture god is getting louder and louder, followed by a scream!
The guests and prostitutes, including the woman playing the piano, got up in horror and hid from the brothel pimp. At this time, she was scratching her head and scratching her cheeks. Her figure changed, and the noise came from her seven senses
"It’s a ghost! She went from a person to a ghost! It was twisted and changed by that strange black gas entering the body! "
The clay sculpture god sent out a shock and anger and called to the two people to go upstairs quickly. I will protect you! Those ghosts have already started on mortals!
"Shit, I must have brought them here!"
The clay sculpture god is remorseful at this time, but if he doesn’t come to Feng Menglong, he will soon be taken away by the evil spirit, which will bring disaster and change!
It is said that the mother ghost is a monkey-type ghost with a protruding eye that will break into people’s homes at night and eat people’s hearts.
People become ghosts and lose such things. Feng Menglong looked indecisive, but at this time, she had to leave the romantic pavilion, so she grabbed Hou Niang’s hand and trotted off. Before she went out, she came to the female ghost to bite
At the same time, more black gas has emerged, and the girls and guests in the brothel are running outside. Feng Menglong vaguely saw some distorted outlines of those black gases. At that time, he cast a golden spell to make the golden spell great, and sure enough, those black gases were scattered to show the outline inside, one by one, hunched like an old woman, and something like a pocket in his hand was also translucent.
"What monster waits for the mother to go first … wait for the mother?"
When Feng Menglong was surprised, he found that Hou Niang was gone and turned around again. I don’t know when Niang appeared in the middle of the romantic pavilion, with a strange little statue in his hand.
Those ghosts rushed into their hands and rolled out a few eyes through their pockets, while Hou Niang tried her best to throw the slap idol at these ghosts and blew her white hair!
Whoo!
In an instant, the white hair wrapped around the idol, and the eyes of the idol gave off red light. Suddenly, a statue of a human god appeared with a long beard and a white eyebrow and a big sword!
Looks like a total of seven points are similar!
This deity appeared in form and displayed great power, and a roll of long knife in his hand chopped a ghost out of himself on the spot!
"Go!"
Hou Niang seems to be a different person at this time, ordering the statue of God to pick up a strange seal tactic in his hand.
This made Feng Menglong stare and the clay sculpture god was surprised.
"Drive god service ghost method! Seventy-two tricks of the earth! "
God who can drive the gods to take the initiative to fight and drive the gods, even these people and small gods are worshipped every day to gather strong incense power. Although there is no magic card in the 36-day-old God, the strength varies according to the height of incense in the industry. The weak are extremely weak and the strong are extremely strong!
At this time, it is called out that this god is the protector of the brothel industry!
The little god is also a god of nine sesame officials, at least it is also a destiny. Many old women are like ghosts, and the surrounding black gas is strong, and those prostitutes are coming to Hou Niang.
Feng Menglong wants to ask Hou Niang to apologize to him. "Be calm, my lover … I didn’t mean to hide it."
The clay sculpture god flew in and immediately said, "Of course, I didn’t mean to hide it. It’s not ordinary people who can practice the magic trick, especially the exorcism. If you practice it to a high level, please ask the gods to help you. It’s a way to use force!"
"It seems that someone found you before you this operation hey! I said, why don’t you little girl go to practice with the old lady? It’s already been seen! "
"Let’s leave quickly!"
At this time, the clay sculpture god called the guests and prostitutes running towards the three people. When everyone came outside, the bustling street was already like a ghost town!
There are more and more black gas in heaven and earth, and there is a silhouette ghost in every black gas. Feng Menglong immediately asked, "What are these ghosts, you old goat?"
Clay Sculptor "If I knew what they were, wouldn’t I know how to deal with them? Of course I didn’t! However, it looks a bit like’ 嗧’! "
Feng Menglong: "You’re not Brother Huang Ting?"
Huang Ting, the clay sculpture god, is not omniscient, and my reality is damaged and suppressed by evil spirits, even the realm of then is gone! Yang Shen can’t get out! The fallen fairy is really down and out! "