"What's wrong with you? If you don't sleep in the bedroom, you will come to the bathroom to sleep?" Han Wenwen looked distressed and almost cried.

Su Lei's head was still drowsy and could not remember how he came to the bathroom. He just felt that Han Wenwen said that there were unclean things in the room before, and it seemed to be real.

"I slept in the bedroom last night-" Su Lei looked at Zhang Huang and tried hard to recall "Ao!" The headache was split, and he had to think about it intermittently.

"Don't think about the headache." Han Wenwen helped him up and moved to the living room.

Put Su Lei on the sofa and go to the bedroom to get clean clothes. "You can change it!" Han Wenwen was embarrassed to help him, so she turned her back...

I shivered and cursed in my heart. I slowly took off my wet clothes and changed into clean clothes before I felt warmer.

"alright."

After hearing that he had said it, Han Wenwen turned around and looked at him and said, "Did you encounter something last night?" She was always curious about how Su Lei could have inexplicably sleep in the bathroom. She guessed secretly: Did he encounter something evil? If he really encountered it, he had to invite Uncle Zhong Kui to take a look.

Wenwen's words once again made Su Lei fall into memories of the evil incident last night: he remembered that before going to bed, he thought that drinking more water could restore his hoarse voice. Because he drank too much water, he went to the bathroom twice in the middle - "Ao!" He repeatedly thought of the critical moment, his head felt as if he was about to explode.

"Su Lei, why don't we invite Uncle Zhong to come and have a look?" Han Wenwen finally plucked up the courage and said the thoughts in her heart.

Su Lei lowered his head dullly, suddenly raised his head and said, "Yesterday, I was still talking to him."

"say what?"

"You women cannot listen to what men say."

"Then, do you agree with Uncle Zhong to come and have a look?"

Su Lei was confused and wondered: "Why do you have to think that there is something unclean in this room? After repeated Uncle Zhong, Uncle Zhong. Isn't he the legendary ghost hunter? What can you do?"

Seeing Su Lei getting angry, Han Wenwen didn't dare to speak.

Zhong Kui sneezes violently! The city god temple was surrounded by the eight majestic generals, judges, cow heads, horse faces, black and white impermanence, bell and drum gods, ten palaces of hell kings, eighteen sects and other hell statues. The statues were lifelike, with various expressions, looking at him-.

He whispered, "Damn, who is cursing people early in the morning?"

Looking up, it was all the words that looked like birds. (seal text) I couldn't understand them, I couldn't understand them! He stood under these fonts, and could not understand them even if he stared at them for a long time.

On the right hand side of the Lu Principal statue, a thing that looked like an ink bucket box attracted Zhong Kui's attention.

When people were not paying attention, they felt cold and cold. Without the gentle texture of wood, I'll go! What kind of thing is this? How could it be picked up? Zhong Kui suspected that it was a trick of the two of Hei and White Wuchang playing his trick. But the appearance of them did not seem to be a joke. Looking at the clay-sculpting ink bucket, he was puzzled and thought hard, but he couldn't think of any of them.

"Hey, what are you doing there?" A question came from behind. Zhong Kui hurriedly turned around and it turned out to be a temple old man Zhu with silver beard and white hair.

"I didn't do anything, just take a look." As she replied to the temple blessing, she walked to the black and white impermanent statue, stretched out her hand and seemed to be brushing against the dust, but was actually hitting their bodies. She said to herself: Brother, how did I get the mud-made thing?

This is the first time in history that Temple Zhu saw such a great tourist, and he actually dared to provoke Heibai Wuchang. They were ghost messes, like a soul-sucking person. After a moment of contemplation, he saw this man with a handsome appearance and a slight evil aura hidden between his eyebrows. He couldn't help but be shocked. Could it be that he was...

"Dare you ask for your honorary name?"

Zhong Kui took a step back and looked at the other person, clasped his fists and said, "Don't be your last name, Zhong Kui."

"Is it you?" said in surprise with a happy expression.

"You know me?"

"I don't know you. But I have something to tell you."

"Oh." Zhong Kui agreed and followed Miaozhu to a relatively secluded Zen room.

The temple sent a cup of tea respectfully, sat cross-legged, smiled and stroked his silver beard and said, "I know you will come."

Zhong Kui was stunned and said, "Please tell me?"

The temple Zhu looked solemn, as if he was meditating: "I had a strange dream last night. A god man appeared in the dream, and this god man looked very familiar. He said to me: "Long tomorrow, Zhong Kui will come, you can treat him well." Then he whispered: "Remember that Lu Zong has done." As he spoke, he disappeared in a flash."

"There is something like this?" Zhong Kui said in disbelief.

Temple Zhu nodded and said, "I have been in this City God Temple for decades. I know every tree and statue of the god here, who is whom. The next day, I got up and went to the temple to see it. Good guy, wasn't the one who spoke to me last night the police officer next to the judge?"

"…Continue..." Zhong Kui was also attracted by the vivid narrative of the temple Zhu, and was eager to listen to the following.

"Later, you came. It turns out that your surname is Zhong and your name is Zhongkui."

Lu Punishment is good at drinking? What does it mean? Zhong Kui thought alone...

Temple Zhu had already stood up and didn't know where to bring a bottle of Erguotou. His eyes flashed and said, "If Mr. Zhong Kui, you can invite Lu Parliament, and the old man also wants to see his style."

‘Puff!’ “You are already a lay Buddhist with great wisdom. It’s not easy to see Lu Punishment. Now you want to leave the world…” Zhong Kui said this and felt it was not good. He quickly changed the subject: “Lu Punishment is not something that ordinary people can see whenever they want, but you can definitely ask him a drink in a hundred years and have some fun.”

"If this is true, I will be Amitabha." The temple monk was overjoyed and left the place happily.

"The old layman wait a moment." Zhong Kui hurriedly called him.

Temple Zhu stopped and was surprised, "What are the instructions?"

"If you want to be quiet, can you temporarily close the door and prohibit tourists from entering?"

"Yes." Temple Zhu is to remember the dream of last night, and everything Zhong Kui asked must be cooperated.

Zhong Kui brought wine and entered the temple. He stared at the statue of Lu Pian, and smiled with a pursed lips. "Brother, I'm sorry to bother you again. I'm here today. I want to borrow the same magic weapon for you. I wonder if I have something to say?"

After saying that, he watched the change... One minute, two minutes, three minutes, time passed by. Zhong Kui was anxious. Miao Zhu stopped tourists at the door, so he could not stop them for too long. It would be bad if the tourists were clamoring.
Chapter completed!