Since then, the community has been haunted, many people have died, many people are scared enough, the mage has found a lot, but none of them can cure Han Huan, and later this place has become a famous haunted house, and no one dares to live.

The old lady said: "A few years ago, Huan'er gave me a dream, saying that she wanted revenge and revenge on those who talked nonsense, but then I don't know what happened, and I started to kill people indiscriminately."

The little girl argued: "My aunt didn't kill people indiscriminately, as long as she didn't answer by calling your name in the middle of the night, and didn't rush to move away after she came, she wouldn't kill indiscriminately!" I also reminded you! ”

"Isn't this called indiscriminate killing? She's already on a killing spree without principle! ”

Zhou Fengchen listened to the cause and effect, interrupted the ancestors and grandchildren, and said: "The evil ghosts have spirits within three years, and they will not be captured by the yin in the middle, and they will start practicing after three years, at this time, they will not care about the family affection and human rules of the yang world, and they can harm people as much as they want, so don't treat her as an aunt and daughter anymore."

The grandfather and grandson choked in a desperate whisper.

"So be it!"

Zhou Fengchen sighed, walked to the waterhole, and silently recited the "exorcism spell".

After reciting it three times, a figure suddenly burst out of the pool, like a corpse that had been stripped of its skin, with blurred flesh and blood, and it looked scary.

"Han Huan! Do you still struggle to this day? ”

Zhou Fengchen scolded, his hands were sealed three times, and there were words in his mouth: "Imperial decree!" Twelve star runes attack and kill and dispel the wraith! Urgent! ”

Shout!

The twelve talismans were windless and automatic, glowing with a hazy light, hitting Han Huan's ghost from twelve directions, and she was hit in a single stroke, screaming again and again.

The old lady hugged the little girl who was crying bitterly, and her tears fell straight down, shouting: "Huan'er, be a good person in the next life......"

Han Huan, who was screaming, seemed to understand, no longer struggled, his body shook, turning into a phantom of a beautiful woman in her twenties, and nodded with a smile: "Mom! I'm sorry! I'm leaving! ”

The words dissipated suddenly.

"Huan'er!" The old lady was overly grieved, screamed, and fainted.

……

Zhou Fengchen and Wang Min sent the old lady and the little girl home, settled down, and went out together.

Neither of them was sleepy, Wang Min looked around, his face was still a little pale, and said, "I didn't understand just now, that woman was killed by you...... Or was it sent away? ”

"Kill! This kind of ghost can't stay, killing too many people, and being too angry. Zhou Fengchen replied lightly.

"In fact, throwing away the identity of a ghost, she is really pitiful!" Wang Min sighed with emotion, looked at his phone, it was past four o'clock, and said, "It's almost dawn, I'm going back, we're friends, right?"

Zhou Fengchen thought for a while, "Don't count, we've just known each other for a little more than a day, and you're a woman, I'm a man, you're a policeman, and I'm a little cook." ”

Wang Min was embarrassed and nodded: "Okay, goodbye Mr. Zhou, we will meet again."

……

The events of the past few days have not had any impact on Zhou Fengchen, and the proprietress of the small restaurant did not fire him, but treated him better than a few days ago, and he was a little tired in his heart.

That afternoon, Zhou Fengchen was busy in the kitchen with the evening's ingredients, and suddenly there was a messy footstep in the hall outside, as if many people had broken in.

He wondered why there were so many guests at this time, and someone said in a rough voice, "We're here to find someone."

The proprietress cautiously asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The man said: "Find a guy in his twenties who is about 1.75 meters tall and looks a little dirty, with a hairstyle like Nicholas Tse and a single eyelid."

It's funny to describe, Zhou Fengchen said in his heart, and then thought about it, isn't this me?

The proprietress said, "No!"

The man scolded, "Don't quibble! He's working here with you. ”

Lao Li glanced out, and hurriedly turned around and gave Zhou Fengchen a look, "It seems that there are many people looking for you, they look fierce, hurry up and hide!" ”

"Why hide?" Zhou Fengchen finished cutting the last piece of radish, wiped his hand and pushed Lao Li away, and walked out.

There were about twenty people in the hall, all of them fierce, and the proprietress might have guessed that the other party was looking for Zhou Fengchen, stopped them, and deliberately said loudly: "There is no such person!"

"Yes! It looks like it's me! But I'm a little more handsome than Nicholas Tse. Zhou Fengchen pulled away the proprietress and looked at a group of people.

The group of people subconsciously dodged a few steps back.

Zhou Fengchen glanced around them, and lowered his face: "Jiang Suoshen, is there something wrong with your fucking brain?"

It was Jiang Suoshen and his group who came, and there was a bald head in his thirties in front of him, who looked quite strong.

Jiang Suoshen coughed, leaned slightly closer to the bald head, and said, "I said this matter is not over!"

"I don't understand." Zhou Fengchen said: "You don't want to lose money, you can't fight, you belong to kraft candy, can you commit it!"

Jiang Suoshen suddenly became angry: "Can you do it?" You're a fucking talker! I came to the South to kick the gym, and it made headlines, who doesn't know my name? It was good, good guy, you put down the two of me in two moves, and there was not even a kind word when it was done, they are still lying in the hospital, Lao Tzu is now said by netizens to be worthless, can I take this breath? ”

Zhou Fengchen said "oh" and asked, "And then?" What do you want? ”

Jiang Suoshen sneered, pointed to the bald head and said: "Master Yimu, my uncle, the first person in Shaolin, a first-class master, ask you to gamble, do you dare to take it?"

The monk clasped his palms together and said, "Amitabha! I'm a wood, I heard that the donor defeated Jiang Suoshen with one move, I don't believe it, so I'm here to ask! ”

Zhou Fengchen looked Yimu up and down, shook his head, and said very seriously: "Monk Yimu, right?" Have you ever heard of Wu Fan and Wu Xiu? ”

The corners of Yimu's mouth twitched, with a little arrogance, and said: "Fanwu pays attention to routines, belongs to fitness and performance, and cultivates martial arts to focus on actual combat and practice qigong, which belongs to the real master and the heir of ancient martial arts."

Zhou Fengchen smiled and asked, "What about you?"

"Amitabha!" Yimu said solemnly: "I am an authentic disciple of Shaolin, of course I am a martial artist!"

Zhou Fengchen asked again: "Martial cultivation has seven folds!" One talent, two foundations, three martial arts, four virtues, five masters, six cultivations, and seven mortals! What kind of weight do you belong to? ”

Yimu's face changed: "Your description is too vague, I'm barely the fourth, what you said is the Tao, how heavy are you?"

Zhou Fengchen thought for a while and said, "Me? It's not good...... It is estimated to weigh more than a dozen. ”

Yimu's nervousness was swept away, and he sneered and said, "Don't talk too much!" Let's take a walk through the Liberty Club, there are a lot of spectators waiting. ”

Zhou Fengchen felt very depressed, but he didn't scare the other party away. Competing with people? If there were spirits in the ground, Daddy would have to be angry and come back to life, saying, "I'm not going!" Monk Yimu, I'll be honest with you, you're not my opponent, really! ”

"You're not going?" Jiang Suoshen waved his hand, "Block the door and don't let them do business." ”

The proprietress was anxious, "I should call the police like this?" ”

"What's the use of you calling the police? We're here to eat. Jiang Suoshen sneered: "One person has a bowl of egg fried rice, no shallots, no eggs, the rice should be spread out, not sticky together."

"Forget it! Let's go! Zhou Fengchen sighed, this is his own job, if he disturbs the proprietress doing business, then what is the point? This is definitely the last time I will fight with someone inexplicably!

He asked the proprietress for leave, and then followed Jiang Suoshen and a group of people straight to the most prosperous city center.

When I arrived at the door of a club, I saw a bunch of people outside, and there was a striking billboard next to it:

Shaolin Yimu Master against the mysterious master!