Green Hair clenched his fist and his whole body was trembling slightly.

From his death to his grave and his township, he has never tried such humiliation.

A group of ghost generals with black air covered with black air stood in front of him, looking down at him like a clown who could play with him casually. The green hair was gritting his teeth, resentment, and hostility filled his chest, his nails continued to grow, and his whole body became more and more ferocious.

Smack

A slap hit him in the face.

A hanged ghost stared at him fiercely: "You asked you to choose one, don't you hear it?"

The green-haired lips trembled, and he touched the cheek that was being beaten. The slap didn't hurt, and it didn't even feel anything to him, but it was a kind of naked humiliation!

A skinned blood corpse spitted the grass branch in his mouth on his face, grabbed his clothes and patted him on the face: "Are you deaf?"

“…”

Green hair clenched her teeth and didn't move. She was so crazy just now that she didn't dare to put a single fart. Niu Meng, who was in charge, was a little impatient. He knocked his head on the head again and said in a muffled voice: "Hurry up, don't waste time."

Qin Kun had already sat back on the chair, holding his cheeks and looking at the scene in front of him, not surprisingly.

Behind him, Qin Donglei was trembling all over.

Ghost... Ghost General...

Goosebumps on my back stood upright, spreading all the way to my neck, and then spreading all over my body. I felt my hair exploded instantly!

Eight ghost generals! Those are ghost generals!

Ordinary people will be frightened and have nightmares when they encounter wild ghosts. If they are entangled by evil ghosts, they will definitely be weak in their qi and blood, and even have blood disasters!

Once you provoke evil spirits, they will be evil spirits with great revenge. If you don’t ask the master to exorcise evil spirits and destroy demons, you may die unexpectedly one day, be mentally insane, and die on the spot.

The ghost general's yin energy is still above the evil ghosts. The negative hostility can easily build a ghost to hit the wall. People with strong faces and horoscopes cannot stand it, let alone ordinary people.

Compared with the eight ghost generals, the flying zombie that had just borrowed the ground to ward off evil spirits was simply insignificant.

Moreover, Qin Donglei discovered that these ghost generals were domineering and powerful, a bit outrageous, and seemed to be very similar to what Qin Kun gave people.

That provocation, that tone, that look, and that look, that obviously arrogant and arrogant attitude, and you have to stand up and speak out to make you a "fair" reason, which is very similar to Qin Kun.

Qin Donglei remembers that when he was a child, Qin Kun took Qin Ming and Qin Liang's three brothers to rampant in the village every year during the Chinese New Year. These evil deeds were carved out like Qin Kun.

"Kunzi... This... is this the ghost you raised?"

Qin Donglei's expression was already stiff. Qin Kun's strength exceeded his imagination and even shattered his three views. When he entered Taichang Street and accidentally entered the path of life and death, he had only heard that only the genius master had the ability to raise ghosts.

Ordinary Taoist priests will be retaliated if they are not careful. This mysterious and gloomy evil thing is even more elusive than raising a tiger.

He raised eight of them all at once, but they were all ghost generals?

"Well, sit down, Uncle Dong Lei. It's just a stubborn hair. Even if it's evil and flying, it won't fly high. Don't thorn the paper man. Look at the skin on your arm, it's bloody, and it's so ugly."

Qin Donglei had a dizzy mind... He smiled bitterly, and he couldn't understand this cousin at all.

Qin Donglei sat next to him in a daze, carefully took out a pack of cigarettes, handed it to Qin Kun, and Qin Kun smiled and clamped it on his ear, turning his gaze away.

Qin Donglei was in a complicated mood now, but somehow he breathed a sigh of relief. The three hair zombies had just been swallowed by the python, which was beyond his expectations. Now it seems that even if the python did not appear, Qin Kun still has the ability to solve them.

No wonder Qin Kun was not panicked at all from the beginning.

The green-haired zombie was surrounded by a few ghost messengers, like a helpless child. Their faces were so abominable, but they were extremely abominable, and they were afraid.

The murderous aura and courage were destroyed the moment the eight ghost generals appeared. The green-haired tight face relaxed, his knees moved forward, and he knelt on the ground.

"I don't dare..."

A group of ghost generals despised him, Eunuch Chang yawned and said sarcastically: "Hmph, forget it if you don't dare? Where is the ability just now?"

The green-haired stagnant head was pressed down very low, and suddenly a rope was stuck around his neck. The hanger made a move to pull the light. The green-haired stagnant neck tightened and was hung up.

"You... are too bullying..."

Eunuch Chang turned around and smiled at Qin Kun: "Master, the family must be vengeful when they see this guy. It is best to kill him to prevent future troubles."

The same suggestion was made, and the green hair zombie suddenly struggled after hearing this.

"Dare you?! How dare you erase my three hundred years of practice? The Lord will not let you go!"

This kind of green-haired zombie who only dares to speak but is lucky and dares not even fight has made the ghost officer lose interest.

"Amitabha, I am merciful and cannot bear to the suffering of sentient beings. I should kill this evil thing as soon as possible."

"Master...I believe in Buddhism too!"

The green-haired zombie was already scared and expected his own result, but he still couldn't survive and placed his last hope on the ghost monk who shone with Buddha's light.

Monk Shui glanced at him and became a Vajra's eyes angrily: "Ha! A bold monster, you don't look like a Buddhist, don't blaspheme the Buddhist sect!"

The monk Shui raised his hand and patted the palm of his hand on the green hair stiff forehead.

The green-haired zombie lost sight. In his mind, he saw a bright moon with the "Swastika" wheel engraved on it, hitting him. The moon became bigger and bigger, and he had no place to run. The moment before his consciousness disappeared, he was frozen in the picture of the bright moon crashing towards him.

The green-haired stern eyes disappeared and he fell to the ground.

The surrounding fog seemed to be pulled away by something and quickly dissipated.

Qin Kun found that after the fog dissipated, he suddenly heard a sound in his ears. In the village, someone shouted: "Call it's a call!"

At the door, Qin Ming called the flashlight and said in surprise: "Brother, why are you here? I have been looking for you for a long time! Why did Liangzi faint on the ground? This person... is Daman?"

Qin Ming was stunned. He had just broken down the power, so he took a few girls home and got together. He hurried out to find Qin Kun and Qin Liang. Who knew that after walking around the village, they found that they were actually at Uncle Dong Lei's house.

The fog dissipated, Qin Liang and Qin Daman were lying on the ground, sleeping soundly.

Qin Kun took the cigarette and lit it in his ear, and smiled at Qin Ming: "Just just now, Erming said he was hitting a ghost, so he was shocked, so did Daman."

Qin Kun's clumsy explanation did not attract Qin Ming's attention. Qin Ming said seriously: "Brother, it's not me joking, it's really a ghost! I just saw it..."

Qin Kun and Qin Donglei looked at each other and smiled hoarsely: "Erming, don't be sensitive, there are no ghosts in this world."

Qin Donglei echoed: "Yes Erming, Uncle has been stabbing paper people for so many years and has been involved in so many funerals. There is no ghost at all. You are suspicious."

Qin Ming said anxiously: "Brother! I'm serious! We saw it when we were playing mahjong just now!"

Qin Kun hugged his brother's shoulders and said with a cigarette in his mouth: "Okay, okay, I will play mahjong with you a few times later. Let the ghost dare to come. Put Liangzi on his back and go home!"

Waving his hand to say goodbye to Qin Donglei, Qin Kun dusted the soil from his windbreaker and left.

Qin Ming had no choice but to carry Qin Liang on his back and muttered in his heart: I didn’t see it alone... Why don’t you believe me?

"Uncle Dong Lei, you're leaving! Come to my house to play mahjong for a few laps."
Chapter completed!