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Chapter 889: The Celestial Ghost!

"A savage, don't worry about him!"

Chen Muyu was noncommittal, "Take him out for something to eat in a while, look at this, where is there a restaurant open in this town!"

"At this moment, I'm afraid there are only roadside stalls left!"

Long Dingkun said next to him.

……

A roadside stall is just a roadside stall, Chen Muyu is starving.

The old man worked in the bathroom for more than half an hour before he came out. He changed into clean clothes, his hair was pulled up high, and his beard was slightly trimmed.

It is still somewhat fairy-tale.

It's just that there is still a bit of gloom between the eyebrows, and a casual glance often makes people tremble.

As soon as the old man came out, Long Dingkun and the others were speechless, perhaps because of their instinctive fear of powerful creatures.

They could feel that the old man brought back by Chen Muyu must not be easy to mess with.

……

Town, street, barbecue stand.

Perhaps Tan Feihu ate this stuff for the first time, and he was a bit disgusted at first, but Chen Muyu asked him to eat it, so he dared not stop eating it.

For monks, eating these things does affect their practice, but it is okay to satisfy their appetite once in a while.

"Mr. Chen, have you finished your business?" Long Dingkun drank two bottles of beer, and his voice became louder.

"Almost, tomorrow morning, I will return to Xichuan. This time, thank you two for accompanying me all the way!" Chen Muyu said politely.

"What did Mr. Chen say? You are a guest of the Gong family, and you are a distinguished guest of my Long Dingkun. Our family doesn't speak two different languages..."

With that said, he raised the wine bottle and was about to offer a toast to Chen Muyu.

At this time, a gust of cold wind blew on the street, making Long Dingkun shiver.

I don't know why, but I woke up eight minutes after drinking.

……

Everyone looked at the end of the street in unison.

I saw a white mist rising from the end of the street, covering the whole street.

The white mist surged towards the street.

In the white mist, there was something faint, but it seemed to be following something.

"What the hell?"

Long Dingkun stretched his neck and rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.

"what……"

The boss is a little old man in his fifties, who is cooking mutton skewers.

When he saw the cloud of white mist, his complexion changed drastically, as if he had seen a ghost, he exclaimed, threw the skewer in his hand, turned around and ran into the shop by the street, slammed the door one off.

The number was right, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Boss, what's the fuss?

Don't want any money?
"Old Tan, deal with it!"

Chen Muyu gave instructions to Tan Feihu, who was picking up skewers on the opposite side.

Tan Feihu looked back, his face full of displeasure.

"Yes!"

Patting his greasy hands, he got up and walked slowly towards the cloud of white mist.

"Where did Xiaoxiao come from, is it fun to pretend to be a ghost?" Tan Feihu still held a skewer in his hand, looking down on the opposite side.

"boom!"

The white mist seemed to be conscious and enraged by Tan Feihu. It suddenly rolled up and turned into a huge skull, biting directly at Tan Feihu.

"Tips for carving insects!"

Tan Feihu felt as if he had been insulted, and threw the mutton skewers directly at the skull.

"what!"

Just heard a sharp scream.

The skull quickly dispersed, and the white mist also quickly disappeared.

A small figure fell under the archway at the end of the street.

Tan Feihu ran over at a brisk pace, stretched out his hand to grab the figure, carried it directly to Chen Muyu's side, and threw it on the ground.

Take it easily.

Isn't it courting death to play tricks in front of a strong person in the God Transformation Realm?
Long Dingkun and Gong Changfa were both stunned.

The one who fell beside Chen Muyu was a little kid.

No, he doesn't look like a child. He is short in stature and probably less than 1.2 meters tall, but he looks quite mature. Hearing his voice, he must be 50 years old.

Tan Feihu grabbed the chili noodles and sprinkled them.

"Oh, oh, it hurts your grandpa to death!"

The man clutched the wound on his chest, screaming so miserable.

This old man is very cruel.

Gong Changfa and the two shuddered for a moment, and they didn't dare to move at all. This old man Tan is so ruthless!

"Call again, you will be stunned!" Tan Feihu said coldly.

The man immediately shut his mouth.

"My master has something to ask you, you answer me honestly, otherwise, you can imagine the consequences!" Tan Feihu warned.

The man didn't dare to cry out the pain, bit his lip and nodded repeatedly.

"Master..." Tan Feihu gestured to Chen Muyu.

"What is your name?"

Chen Muyu looked down at the person on the ground, and asked casually.

"Zhan Hong!" the man reluctantly replied.

"Where are you from?" Chen Muyu immediately asked.

The man hesitated for a moment, "South Vietnamese!"

"Oh?"

Chen Muyu frowned, "If you don't tell the truth, you're not good at all!"

Tan Feihu grabbed another handful of chili noodles, making a show of it.

"No, no, don't!"

The man dodged quickly.

"You still have one more chance!" Chen Muyu said lightly.

The man sat on the ground clutching his chest, his face full of fear, "I'm afraid I told you, you won't believe me!"

"Tell me, I'll believe it!" Chen Muyu said.

The man hesitated for a moment, "I, I am a ghost star!"

"puff!"

Long Dingkun almost spit out the beer he just drank.

Heavenly Ghosts?

What the hell?This person is afraid that he has lost his mind.

"Humph!"

Tan Feihu even raised his hand and was about to kill that man.

"stop!"

Chen Muyu stopped him.

Everyone was puzzled, could it be that Chen Muyu really believed this man's nonsense.

"Keep talking!" Chen Muyu said to the man.

The man looked at Chen Muyu, "You, who are you?"

"I'll let you continue talking!" Chen Muyu's voice raised a few decibels, already a little angry.

The man knew that the person in front of him couldn't be offended, so he didn't dare to ask more questions, and quickly said, "What do you want to know?"

"Sky Ghost Star!" Chen Muyu took a sip of beer, "And, why are you here?"

The man backed away, not daring to look directly at Chen Muyu, "Sky Ghost Star is about [-] light-years away from Earth, located in the northwest of the solar system. There are no stars there, and it is dark all year round. We are called Sky Ghost Clan..."

"As for why I appear here, because there are too many powerful monks, the cultivation conditions on the Heavenly Ghost Planet are getting worse and worse. Therefore, the Heavenly Ghost Clan has sent several space expedition teams to find more suitable places in the universe. living environment……"

"700 years ago, the fleet of our ancestors came to the solar system and was attacked by the monks of the solar system. It was almost wiped out, and the remaining team members made an emergency landing on the earth..."

"Since 700 years ago, the ancestors have been stranded on the earth, living a hermit life..."

……

What a fantasy, what the hell, tell a fantasy story?Gong Changfa and they were all dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)