Priest of the Mysterious Resurrection

Chapter 45 Sorry, My Hand Shakes Too
"This building is not bad, it's beautifully repaired, it seems that the owner's family has earned a lot of money from going out," Zhang Han praised, and then shook his head, "It's just that the location is too bad, what's the use of repairing here, if it's in the urban area, even if it's Suburbs can be worth millions."

"Suburb?" Luo Yi shook his head disdainfully, "Even if this house doesn't have a few million dollars here, it's impossible to repair it. Not to mention, the transportation of materials alone is a big money eater."

"Hey, who are you looking for!"

While talking, a little old man came out of the house, wearing a slightly larger suit, the leather shoes under his feet were black and shiny, and he looked arrogant with his hands behind his back.

"Master, we want to stay with you for one night, is it convenient for you?" Zhang Han greeted warmly, and handed over two red tickets in his hand.

"You want to live in my mansion for only 200 yuan. Do you think I'm an old country man who has never been to the city? Just for this, you can't even get in the door of Rujia for seven days, and you still want to live here?"

The old man stuffed the money back to Zhang Han, and said impatiently, "Get out!"

Luo Yi turned to look at Zhang Han with a blank expression on his face, and the subtext was, "Good guy, is that how you promised me?"

"Hey, hey." After being despised by the old man, Zhang Han shook his head and smiled awkwardly.

"The one just now was just a deposit." Luo Yi snatched the wallet from Zhang Han's hand, took out all the remaining red notes, and handed them to the old man, "We estimate that we will stay for a day or two, and we will be bothering you in these two days."

The old man took the money in his hand, squeezed it quietly, and his face suddenly became kinder.

"It's still this young man who has a future and a lot of money. It looks like he's going to be a big boss outside like my son."

Everyone carried the bridal sedan chair, and the old man's speech sounded much better after receiving the money.

"What's the old man's name?"

"Miangui's surname is Wang, Wang Fugui." The old man said with a smile.

"It's not expensive, you dead old man doesn't talk anymore, just talk about culture, you say, are you showing off again, making you capable every day, you are just a peasant."

A fat aunt in a floral dress next to her came out and scolded Wang Fugui.

"What kind of farmer, the farmer lives in such a big bungalow, and the farmer has a posture like mine. The fortune teller said, I have fortune, and I must have been a landlord before."

"Listen to that blind man, he hasn't even seen the sun, so he can tell that you are lucky?" The aunt rolled her eyes, showing disdain.

"Zhang Cuifang!" the old man was anxious.

"What's the matter, you want it!" Aunt Zhang put her hands on her hips, her eyes widened, her aura was several levels higher than that of old man Wang.

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you!" Old Wang, with his head like a defeated rooster, waved at Luo Yi and the two of them, muttering and leading them upstairs.

Luo Yi looked at Old Man Wang and shook his head, his wife took care of this disease strictly, but it really doesn't distinguish between regions and ages.

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The night falls, the dark world comes, and everything is quiet.

Old man Wang is not lying, his home is indeed like home, a hotel like Seven Days needs to be well decorated, with a large LED TV, a brand new air conditioner, solid wood furniture, and a trendy chandelier.

But old man Wang refused to use it, saying that it was too bright and would waste electricity, so he was only willing to turn on a few small spotlights and ceiling lamps.

Zhang Han has a lot of opinions on this.

How can there be 2000 yuan to live for a day or two without even turning on the lights.

Luo Yi is already a ghost, and has long been used to the darkness, so he is very tolerant of it.

In the darkness, Luo Yi took out the supernatural items on his body.

Before setting out for the mission, Luo Yi asked Meng Yi to sit in Yuzhou City. Meng Yi's ghostly crying face is a range attack, but the forward swing is too long, and the process of superimposing the crying is the easiest to be attacked by people, and it is also easy for people to escape. Luo Yi Yi Yi left her the ghost finger for restraining ghost domains and the white ghost candle for attracting ghosts. These two things can complement her abilities very well.

Not many items left.

Luo Yi first took out the boning knife and wiped it lightly. Even if the material of this murder weapon was forged regardless of the evil spirits, it was very good. With a light flick, the sound was clear without any noise, showing that there were very few impurities in it.

"Unfortunately, the side effects are too great, so I can't use it easily." Luo Yi put it aside and held the ghost ruler in his hand. Among all the supernatural items in Luo Yi, the ghost ruler is the most effective for ghost masters.

It can slow down the recovery of evil spirits and prolong life. The key is that there is almost no cost to use it.

It can only be said that the ghost teacher is tireless in teaching and has noble morality.

As for the weeping blood fragments, needless to say, they are not very powerful, but they are strange and difficult to prevent.

In fact, these few supernatural items are not very effective in dealing with the ghosts. As long as the ghosts do not return to the coffin, they cannot be imprisoned, and no amount of supernatural items will help.Luo Yi brought them more to prevent accidents, such as some ghost masters who didn't know what to do.

"boom!"

A loud noise resounded through the night sky, it was the sound of gunfire.

"Team Luo," Zhang Han knocked on the door with a solemn tone, "Someone of them shot."

It goes without saying who they are, the only ones in the village who can carry guns are Ye Jun and his party from the Xiaoqiang Club and Yang Jian, no matter which side it is, it shows that they have already encountered ghosts.

"Go and see!"

The two walked out quickly and ran towards the place where the gunshot was fired. Halfway through, Zhang Han fell behind.

"Cough cough."

A weak, powerless cough suddenly sounded in the darkness without warning, followed by dull footsteps.

"Tap."

The footsteps are slow but extremely powerful. Just listening to the distance between the footsteps, one would feel that this person seems to be an old man with extremely slow movements, but hearing the echoes caused by the soles of the feet landing, one would feel that this is a strong and heavy adult man. This feeling is very contradictory.

The ghost ruler slipped from the palm of his hand, and Luo Yi cautiously followed the sound of footsteps.

"Cough cough." The coughing sound was getting closer and closer, and the sound was like that of a terminally ill person, as if he was going to die of illness at any moment.

Through the darkness, a tall and stiff figure appeared, his face was blurred, but not old.

This is by no means a person in the village. People with such stature will not stay in the village for the elderly.

"Is it a ghost messenger, or a ghost slave?" Luo Yi couldn't be sure because the distance was too far away, but one thing was certain, it was definitely not a living person.

Luo Yi couldn't figure out whether Ye Jun and the others had been killed, and Zhang Han was not around, so he didn't dare to gamble on the suppressed quota of ghost messengers, so he could only follow carefully, not daring to act rashly.

"boom!"

Just after turning the corner, a gunshot rang out again, followed by another, more powerful gunshot in response.

Two golden bullets flew past Luo Yi's cheeks, this is gold.

"Who!"

Luo Yi's ghost land spread out, covering the entire alley in an instant, a scarlet red light flickered at the end of the right side, and someone on the left side exclaimed, the voice was very familiar, it seemed to be Ouyang Tian.

"Come here!" Luo Yi mobilized Huang Quan to rewind the people at both ends.

"Luo Yi!" It was indeed Ouyang Tian.

"Luo Yi, why are you here?" This is Yang Jian.

Looking at the golden gunners on one left and one on the right, Luo Yi's face was as calm as water, and no one would be happy after being shot twice.

"Haha, what, my hands are shaking, I misunderstood, I misunderstood!" Yang Jian hid the gun behind his back indiscriminately.

"Yeah, you blindly poked your head, we thought it was a ghost, you're lucky if you missed!" Ouyang Tian raised his gun and said loudly.

Hearing Ouyang Tian's words, Luo Yi's expression darkened, and he reached out and snatched the gun from Ouyang Tian's hand. When Yang Jian saw it, he thought it was a bad idea.

"Boom!"

Ouyang Tian fell on his back, with blood gushing from his chest, Yang Jian narrowly avoided it.

"You're crazy", the power of the evil spirit in Ouyang Tian's body was revived, maintaining his life, and Yang Jian next to him had such a helpless expression that I knew it.

"Sorry, I thought you guys were ghosts too, my hands are shaking!"

"What happened?" Zhang Han came late, "Hey, why are you bleeding?"

(End of this chapter)