My Master is Lin Zhengying

When Huang Wanwan heard this, his heart sank:

"I, I don't know, I don't know that this is your ancestral grave!

However, you shouldn't kill people!

Or, I, I will pay to move your graves? "

"Hmph, we've lived here for decades, why don't you move?"

The female ghost spoke coldly, obviously not agreeing.

In the original book, the protagonist Mao Shanming and Dabao and Xiaobao were driven away.

This matter, in the end, was left alone.

But now, Nan Chen took over the matter.

Then this matter must have a result.

Moreover, this matter is no longer a simple overlord of ghosts.

Because, dead people.

Mr. Huang's eight-bedroom concubine and servants, as well as several Taoist priests who came here before to exorcise demons.

This thing is out of line.

As an exorcist, he shoulders the mission of protecting one party and protecting the living.

Now, then, there is a reason to get rid of them.

If the ghosts here are not dealt with, people may still die in the future:

So, just listen to Nan Chen continue to say:

"Girl, Huang Wanwan is in front of your ancestral grave.

It's his fault that he didn't clear the way for you.

However, this is no excuse for murder.

We invited you out this time to discuss with you.

You move away and go down to receive the crime.

Merits and demerits are judged by Lord Yan and the Judge.

We will not take any action today, and resolve this matter peacefully.

Of course, we will not treat your family badly.

I will give you three offerings, and enshrine the ranks.

At the same time, it is burning millions of taels of silver notes for you.

After the atonement.

You can still be a happy ghost down here, maybe you can even be reincarnated.

what do you think? "

As a result, as soon as the voice fell, another puff of white smoke rose from the side of the female ghost.

The next moment, a tall male ghost wearing a shroud appeared in front of everyone.

This male ghost is tall and tall, looking over [-] meters tall.

Moreover, it is extremely burly.

At this moment, his face was full of killing intent.

Coldly, staring at Nan Chen in front of the altar:

"not so good.

People are all killed by this uncle.

If this really goes on, do you think this uncle will end well?

If you are sensible, immediately burn one million taels of silver notes to this uncle.

Then, get out of here immediately.

Never set foot in this house again.

Otherwise, what happened to Taoist priests in the past will be yours..."

After finishing speaking, the male ghost raised his hand violently.

With a "buzz", a cold air suddenly hit.

Nan Chen was shocked, and immediately shouted:

"Quickly open!"

After finishing speaking, he rolled aside.

But the dharma altar built in situ was under this strong cold air.