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The Magu God is still very trustworthy.

After the conditions were met, when Robb walked out of the mirror world, they did not turn against each other.

afterwards.

God No. 4 said expressionlessly, "I will notify you if there is any situation," and then disappeared.

God No. 1, with a hunched back, continued to sell flowers, carrying a basket full of white lilies.

The gods sell flowers, which most people cannot afford.

After all, this means that they don't have much time left and will soon go to Sanzu River.

With the white lily given by Magu, the goddess in charge of reincarnation, they will not get lost on the way to Sanzu River.

In a way, it's a good thing.

Of course, Robb had no interest in spending.

Even hell cannot take away his life.

Robb withdrew his gaze from the staggering back of God No. 1, and after expressing his admiration for the god's extraordinary hobbies, he looked around.

The messy scene, which looked like it had been devastated by heavy artillery fire, has now returned to its original state.

People coming and going shuttled through it without noticing anything.

Robb looked towards the building where he had initially encountered God Number Four.

He did not forget that the things he looted at Hotel Del Luna were still thrown there.

But five minutes later.

Looking at the empty space in front of him, the smile on Robb's face gradually faded.

How dare someone cut off my beard?

It's impossible for Magu God.

The other party wouldn't be so tasteless.

So who?

Robb suddenly sniffed.

Although it was very faint, he still smelled a familiar scent of perfume.

Robb stretched out his hand and grasped in the air, and then divination symbols flashed in his eyes.

One minute later.

According to the divination, Robb "saw" a woman with delicate makeup and dress taking away all the bags in her hands with a look of surprise.

Zhang Manyue.

I didn't expect that she would chase me here.

but……

Robb looked in the direction of Hotel Del Luna.

A monk who can run away cannot run away from the temple.

Zhang Manyue, where can you escape to?

Robb was in no hurry.

Anyway, he will have plenty of time to settle accounts with the other party later.

As for now.

Having just fought a great battle with the fourth Magu God, Robb looked tired for a rare time. He decided to go back to Park Ji-hyun to rest.

……

A bedroom full of feminine style.

Park Ji-hyun's excited shouts of "Oppa, Oppa" continued to ring out.

After a long time, everything became quiet with a long cry.

But soon, another round of noise broke the silence, and as Park Ji-hyun begged for mercy, the beautiful rhythm of the symphony continued to play.

After some encouragement.

The fatigue in Robb's body disappeared at once.

Feeling refreshed, he settled Park Ji-hyun, who was tired and asleep, and went to the window to look into the distance, which ordinary people could not see. As if magic had descended, there was a huge castle with magnificent lights that still stood out among the many high-rise buildings and overlooked everything around it.

The castle is Hotel Del Luna.

Different from the ordinary little villa during the day.

At night, especially during a full moon, it truly appears in its entirety.

The gorgeous signboards are glittering, the ivy is growing all over the towering walls, the open-air swimming pool is like the sea, and the sky terrace is super high...

Compared to their lives, the dead souls can enjoy superb treatment here that even five-star hotels cannot provide.

Unlike last time when he deliberately disguised himself, Robb was now preparing to take a look openly.

Boom...boom...boom...

There was a rhythmic knock on the door.

Robb opened the door and looked out.

The Hell Messenger, who was wearing a slim black windbreaker, said to him seriously, "I have a business."

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Chapter 380 Hunting

"No! I hate it so much! I haven't killed that family yet! I can't die yet!"

In the howling wind, the evil ghost, covered in black, burst out with all his strength and struggled desperately.

A white hand clasped its neck, motionless.

"You would have died a long time ago."

Robb said this calmly, and with a force of his palm, the evil ghost's roar stopped abruptly, and its huge and ferocious body was instantly shattered.

Feeling the new entry into the Book of Confinement, Robb smiled, turned his head and looked at the Hell Messenger not far away, and said with lingering feeling:

"Is this the end?"

"No, it's just the beginning." After watching Robb's efficient process of tracking and solving the supernatural like flowing water, the Hell Messenger nodded with satisfaction.

Even though some people are very strong, it doesn't mean they are good hunters.

Robb was clearly not one of those people.

His level of proficiency seems to be more professional than myself who has lived for such a long time.

The hell messenger confidently took out a piece of paper and handed it to Robb, saying, "You will need to track down and deal with the following evil spirits."

Robb took the paper and looked at it. He was very satisfied with the multiple rows of information on it and asked casually, "What about you?"

"To guide the dead."

The messenger from hell pointed to a B&B not far away where a funeral was being held.

When Robb looked, he saw a ghost that looked like an old man lingering there reluctantly, unwilling to leave for a long time.

The messenger of hell looked at the old man and said calmly, "An old man over a hundred years old has passed away. Such a high-quality dead soul is still unwilling to go to Sanzu River because of her obsession. I will go and persuade her next."

Obsession...

Robb discovered that there are many differences between the Eastern and Western supernatural.

Here, obsession seems to be a very special existence.

"Can't we just take her away?" Robb asked doubtfully.

With the strength of the messenger of hell, it is easy to hook an ordinary soul.

The Hell Messenger shook his head: "No, there are rules. We can't be too tough, especially with a birthday boy like this."

Robb was speechless.

Compared to the wild freedom of the West, the East is too rule-bound, no matter in which aspect.

But this is also good, especially in the supernatural aspect.

Rules mean order.

More order means less chaos.

Chaos is the upward class, but only for a very small number of people.

For many more, chaos represents disaster.

Robb doesn't care about law or chaos.

As long as we can give him a way forward, that's enough.

"gone."

Robb was not interested in watching the process of persuading the ghost to go on the road, so he waved his hand and disappeared into the night.

……

A blurry city, brilliant neon lights, and excited crowds.

South Koreans are night owls. Even at two or three in the morning, the streets are still bustling with bars and restaurants full of men and women enjoying the nightlife.

For them, even if they only sleep four or five hours, they can still go to work full of energy the next day.

Also under the cover of night, evil spirits hidden in the darkness, spying on the vibrant life, are also ready to make a move.

As the local boss here, the information the Hell Messenger possesses is much more powerful than Robb.

No matter how hard he looked before, he couldn't find much.

Now with the help of the Messenger of Hell, efficiency has been greatly improved.

"Please! Forgive me! I am willing to change my ways! I am willing to work like a slave!"

"All right. Go and work like a slave in my book."

After a scream, Robb took out a pen, drew a horizontal line in a column on the paper, and then turned his eyes to the next line.

In the following period of time.

"Haha! Another good blood meal. I can't bear it anymore. I'm going to eat you bit by bit! Despair! Wail! No..."

"I have nothing to repay you with, so I am willing to give you my body! Ah! Spare me..."

"What have I done wrong? They all deserve to die! Damn it! I will kill more of these rubbish! I want to...enforce justice on behalf of the heavens..."

"..."

Unlike those old ghosts Robb had met before, who had been in the Soul Binding Land for a long time, had seen through everything, and were very dull.

The evil spirits Robb encountered this time were all new creatures.

They look much more lively, and many of them even want to start a big business.

When facing the pursuit of himself, a female ghost tried to seduce him into joining the gang.

It's just that she overestimated her own appearance.

He was ruthlessly killed by the pure-hearted Robb.

After killing an evil ghost who said with resentment that he wanted to destroy the chaebol family and restore the glory of Dahan, Robb took out the paper, and only the last line of information was left that had not been crossed out.

"The last one, call it a day."

Robb put away the note and disappeared around the corner in a flash.

A drunk man passing by saw this scene and rubbed his eyes. He pointed with trembling fingers at the place where Robb disappeared, and asked puzzledly: "Huh? I just... saw there... There seems to be someone there."