Chapter 25: First Brother Fan, then Tian, ​​the female ghost lights a cigarette and competes with the gods!

It's quiet in the dead of night, deep in the mountains, old forests, graveyards and wetlands.

This is a natural place to raise corpses.

This kind of place has a strong ghost spirit, which can block the light of the Golden Crow.

Not to mention at night, those scary corpses can come out during the day.

Normal people would definitely not dare to come to a place like this.

But...if it came at night, it must be abnormal.

"Don't sleep, get up, let's shoot a video and start a live broadcast!"

If a huge shout appears in this area, it will definitely attract a lot of dirty things!

Under the lens of Lin Jiaxin, the audience followed the anchor's perspective and came to a graveyard.

There are many tombs here. The words on the tombstones are almost invisible. They look old at first glance, and there is a strong smell of corpses.

Unlike the corpses that Jiang Fan encountered at the beginning that were not even at the first level, there are several here that are already at the third level.

All the evil creatures were awakened by Jiang Fan's roar, and many corpses opened the lid of the coffin and slowly crawled out of the soil.

Living people, they like to eat living people the most.

The fresh flesh and blood must taste good.

The delicate meat, crunchy bones, and delicious blood soup made many evil creatures swallow their saliva.

The corpse that rushed over first opened its bloody mouth, ready to be the first to taste the fresh live meat.

Then...the skull was grabbed tightly, unable to move.

The proud third-grade ghoul actually made a big fool of himself?

How could he still hang out in this graveyard?

Can this be tolerated?

He decided to resist, but when the hand holding his head appeared and his soul began to fear the golden light, he knelt down!

"Taoist Master, don't kill me, I have something to say!"

"Look at the camera."

"Um?"

There was a "slap" sound.

He almost knocked the third-grade ghoul's mouth out of place.

"Look at the camera!"

The third-grade corpse followed the direction of Jiang Fan's finger and looked at a glowing 'camera'.

"Friends in the live broadcast room, this is a third-grade ghoul. It looks like it has a hundred years of cultivation. Look at these fangs. If you encounter this kind in the wild in the future, run away quickly without hesitation."

As an official, Jiang Fan is giving object lessons to the players.

Fans who just entered the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

: Damn it, was this staged? Which studio is the anchor in? The acting of this group is too miserable.

: I’m not acting! The anchor is a person with thunder powers.

:Has this anchor always been so crazy?

: It’s okay for newbies to be scared. As a two-day old fan... I’m quite scared.

:Brother Fan’s way is too wild! But I like it so much!

"Taoist Master, is the filming finished? Can I go back?"

The third-grade corpse asked weakly.

It's so unlucky. After practicing for so many years, just after being unearthed, I met a strange person who knew the golden light spell. Isn't this a way to die?

"After the filming is over, you can go and be reincarnated."

After speaking, Jiang Fan used a golden light to enter his mind, and the third-grade corpse ghost left this beautiful world.

Now all the nearby ghouls were dumbfounded, and they were forcibly saved, right?

The third-level bosses have all been saved, and they are still running around in fear.

Jiang Fan waved his hand, and a huge thunder prison bound the entire tomb, including all the corpses trapped inside.

This time, they were even more scared.

Forget about the golden light spell, what about thunder and lightning?

Simply the boss among bosses.

A group of corpses knelt on the ground, kowtowing desperately.

His head hit the ground violently, making a "dong dong dong" sound.

"Master Dao, please spare my life."

"We don't dare anymore."

"Please let me go, Master Dao. I am a good citizen."

Although he was begging for mercy, the cries of ghosts and wolves howling were a bit unpleasant, like the resentment of hundreds of ghosts.

Jiang Fan was sitting on a stone, looking like an old cadre, doing ideological education work for these ghosts.

"Tell me, you're already dead, why are you staying here? There's something wrong with it, right? You're obstructing public order, disrupting public order, and it's causing so much trouble to us staff."

"You don't want to reincarnate, but you still gather people here to practice at night. It's pretty awesome, right?"

"Is there anything I can't think of? I will be a good man again after eighteen years..."

...

This group of ghouls never imagined that they would be tortured like this after being dead for so many years.

It is simply worse to live than to die, and to die early!

I was taught a lesson by the Taoist master in the middle of the night, but I still didn't dare to pout.

"I'll give you a minute to reflect on yourselves."

As he spoke, Jiang Fan took out a cigarette out of habit and was about to light one, but when he touched his pocket, he saw that the lighter seemed to be in the car.

At this time, a clever female ghost came over and lit a will-o'-the-wisp for Jiang Fan.

This operation made the friends in the live broadcast room feel numb.

: First there is Brother Fan and then there is Tian, ​​and the female ghost lights up a cigarette and competes with the gods!

:This female ghost is very wise and has a bright future.

:Have the ghosts started to turn in now?

:For this wave of operations, I can only say 666666.

: Absolutely, is this a ghost? Why am I suddenly not afraid anymore?

:Ahem, brother upstairs, I think it’s better for you to be a little more afraid. Not everyone is like Brother Fan.

After lighting the cigarette, Jiang Fan looked at the female ghost and said, "It's okay for you to be enlightened. I'll give you a ride."

As he spoke, golden light shone in his hand, and he placed it on the female ghost's head.

After a period of convulsions, the female ghost was purified and fell limply to the ground.

With a 'whoosh' sound, the soul was reincarnated.

The body also weathered and turned into a pile of dust.

But the remaining corpses, you look at me and I look at you, they are more or less unwilling.

The reason why they can become ghouls is that they have too much resentment before death. These resentments remain in the world and are nourished by moonlight and graveyards, forming ghouls.

"Taoist priest...but we..."

Jiang Fan waved his hand to interrupt his words.

"It's nothing, just disappear."

Jiang Fan likes to talk, but that doesn't mean he likes to listen.

Even if it is nonsense, only the strong are qualified to talk nonsense!

As he spoke, lightning flashed, and all the corpses in the prison were hit by lightning.

Precise strikes, one person at a time, Jiang Fan is afraid of wasting energy if there are too many...

Although spiritual power does not cost money, it is economical.

Save energy and reduce emissions, promote ecological balance, and make a small contribution to the sustainable development of Hangze City.
To be continued...