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52 Temple Little Demon Wind 1

Mei Xin'er covered her face and burst into tears: "I...I...was kicked out of the Ling Yamen...I can't be a secret arrest...wuwu..."

Xie Bangui consoled him as if coaxing a child: "What's the point? Come to our ghost office at worst!"

Mei Xin'er sobbed and said: "Then...then I will become a police agent directly and will not be a trainee."

"Okay, I'll be a catcher!" Xie Bangui agreed.

Mei Xin'er wiped away her tears and asked cautiously: "Then can I be a head catcher?"

"You can also be a head catcher!" Xie Bangui didn't even think about it.

"Really! Then let's go to the ghost office!" Mei Xin'er stood up with a smile, as if she had never cried at all.

"What a big heart!"

"Heartless!"

The tall fat man and Lao Qian were holding their foreheads and rubbing their temples, and were extremely shocked by the speed of Mei Xin'er's face change.

Fake Liu came over and said, "Little drunkard, congratulations on bringing a head catcher back. Just leave it alone. Don't come to me if you have anything to do in the future. That Sun Qianhu left with the people from the Immortal Mansion. You must be careful next time you meet him."

, he is very dissatisfied with you for tricking the Cavalry Guards into taking the vanguard." As the fake Liu finished speaking, he had already floated ten feet away and was waving goodbye to Xie Bangui from a distance.

But he stopped before he went too far, facing the dense forest by the river and said coldly: "What are you doing here again?"

"Did you give the 'Weeping Blood' to Xie Bangui?" The voice in the woods was unusually hoarse and erratic, sounding quite ghostly.

Fake Liu said solemnly: "That's my business and has nothing to do with you."

The hoarse voice suddenly became louder: "How many times have I told you to curb Xie Bangui, but you just don't listen. If you continue like this, sooner or later something will happen."

Fake Liu spat: "That's our ghost office's business and has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me?" The hoarse voice, which had already turned angry, suddenly softened, and said earnestly: "Xie Bangui has made rapid progress in recent years, and his character has become more mature. You have taught each other your unique skills again and again, and sooner or later you will cast them again.

Come up with Lord Grim. When that day comes, it will be too late for you to regret."

Fake Liu looked at the sky and snorted coldly: "That's our business, don't worry about it."

"Okay, okay..." The man said several good words: "There will be a time in the future when you will regret it!"

The leaves swayed a few times, and the cold breath disappeared out of thin air.

"You just eat carrots and don't worry about it, what the hell!" Liu, the fake, saw that the man was gone and strode down the mountain.

Half a month later, Mei Xin'er finally saw the legendary ghost office.

Mei Xin'er pointed to the mountain temple built on the mass graves. She was speechless for a long time, and finally stammered: "This is the ghost government office!"

"Aha!" Xie Bangui said while rubbing his hands: "There is no way, there is such a mountain near Bachi Village, so the temples and tombs are all piled up together."

Xie Bangui tried his best to beautify the mountain temple which looked like it was about to collapse from the outside: "Although the ghost office is inconspicuous, as the saying goes, 'a small temple is a small demon but a big wind'!..."

At this time, a middle-aged man wearing a monk's robe and sitting in a wheelchair, with a beard all over his face, and a strong man with no trace of immortality came out of the temple. He pointed at Xie Bangui and cursed: "Let you go."

What a stinking bitch! Does anyone say that about your own family? That’s called a little temple god!"
Chapter completed!
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