Demon Recovery: I Have the Fetters of the Six Lucky Stars

　　Looking at these posts, Jiang Chen couldn't help but have an idea in his heart.

　　Helping people get rid of ghosts seems to be quite profitable.

　　Bids for these posts range from a few thousand to hundreds of thousands.

　　No longer seen.

　　But this is also normal. If you can spend tens of millions to find someone to deal with the incident, there will be some way, you don't need to go to this kind of supernatural forum for help.

　　"Otherwise, I'll change my career to catch ghosts?"

　　Jiang Chen thought in his heart.

　　This is the case in this world, how can we continue to enjoy the [-] blessings with peace of mind.

　　He now earns [-] yuan a month, which is tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands at a time.

　　Of course, the main reason was that Jiang Chen had to face demons and monsters if he wanted to get the lucky bag.

　　But where do you usually dare to go out and look around, this is completely courting death.

　　Those who can post for help indicate that the dirty things they encountered should not be particularly fierce.

　　Otherwise, there is no time to post for help.

　　The more Jiang Chen thought about it, the more feasible he felt.

　　Immediately, look for supernatural help in Dachang City in the help section.

　　At this moment, Jiang Chen heard a female voice scream.

　　It came from next door.

　　"Is this in revenge for someone Jiang for making her sleep just now?"

　　Jiang Chen shook his head, knowing that it was the scream from the girl next door just now.

　　"Ah!!! Help... there's a ghost... help..."

　　The female voice sounded again, her voice full of fear, and then stopped abruptly.

　　Jiang Chen's eyes narrowed, realizing that something was wrong, he stood up abruptly, and came to the next door.

　　Listen carefully, there is movement inside, obviously something is wrong.

　　boom!

　　Jiang Chen kicked the security door, and the door shattered, leaving a large hole.

　　And the whole door flew in, and the huge momentum made the walls vibrate suddenly, and cracks appeared.

　　"To commit a crime under the eyes of someone Jiang is not taking Lao Tzu into consideration! Courting death!"

　　Seeing the situation in front of him, Jiang Chen snorted coldly.

　　In the bedroom, Yang Qianqian's face was full of fear, and she opened her mouth to shout, but she couldn't make a sound.

　　The whole body gradually became cold and stiff, and the vision blurred and became dark.

　　At this moment, she suddenly heard a loud noise and scolding, which made her instinctive desire to survive grow wildly.

　　The next moment, Yang Qianqian saw a figure appear.

　　It's him!

　　Yang Qianqian instantly recognized Jiang Chen.

　　At this time, in Yang Qianqian's eyes, Jiang Chen was like a god descended from the earth.

　　But in an instant, her heart fell again, and she wanted to say run.

　　Because the thing in front of you is not a person!

　　"Ghost in the well!?"

　　Jiang Chen frowned as he looked at the situation in front of him.

　　A female ghost with long black hair and a long white dress came out of the notebook, holding Yang Qianqian with both hands, her legs still not coming out of the notebook.

　　At this time, the laptop screen was like a dry well, pitch black as ink, and nothing could be seen clearly inside.

　　These ghosts are weirder than the other!

　　Jiang Chen didn't hesitate, saving people was the most important thing.

　　He grabbed the pale hands of the white-clothed ghost, feeling stiff and icy to the bone. At the same time, he slammed it hard, and then slammed it against the wall.

　　boom!

　　The ghost in white slammed into the wall, but nothing happened. Instead, the notebook was smashed to a pulp.

　　But it was still stuck to the lower body of the white-clothed female ghost.

　　Yang Qianqian's eyelashes trembled, looking at the scene in front of her, her mind went blank, full of surprises and disbelief.

　　Jiang Chen's eyes were like knives. With a big hand, he grabbed the ghost's head in the well, pulled it hard, and lifted it up.

　　The fist of his left hand burst into flames and smashed into his head.

　　boom!

　　A punch hit his head, and it dented slightly.

　　The female ghost in white suddenly raised her head, behind her jet-black hair, her eyes were full of resentment and resentment.

　　These eyes stared at Jiang Chen.

　　"Look at your numbness! I can see you!"

　　Jiang Chen grabbed the head, turned his face down, and pressed it to the ground.

　　boom!

　　A sunken deep pit appeared directly on the ground.

　　Immediately, the fist continued to smash, punch after punch.

　　"Uh uh uh uh!!!"

　　The white-clothed female ghost made a shrill whistling sound of strange resentment, the gloomy wind blew, and the lights in the room flickered.

　　The temperature of the air dropped a few degrees, I felt my hair numb, and a chill came from the soles of my feet.

　　Golden Bell Shade!

　　In an instant, a golden bell appeared, dazzling and holy, dispelling the gloomy aura from the whole body.

　　However, the screaming continued, resounding in his mind, making Jiang Chen upset.

　　The female ghost in white holding her hand didn't know when to escape, and the whole room was filled with female ghosts in white, densely packed and similar in appearance, looking at Jiang Chen with resentful eyes.

　　"Roar!"

　　A roar sounded in Jiang Chen's mind.

　　The chaotic tattoo on the chest is hot and more real, revealing an extremely ferocious brilliance, as if it will be thrown out the next moment.

　　Ferocious!Hundred ghosts escape!

　　In an instant, the scene in front of him shattered, the white-clothed female ghost in the room disappeared, and the white-clothed female ghost in her hand remained.

　　"Ghosts cover their eyes!"

　　Jiang Chen's face was full of ferocity, staring at the white-clothed female ghost who was being held down by him.

　　Unexpectedly, I almost got hit.

　　Looking up, Yang Qianqian on the bed was covering her body, her face full of horror, and her eyes were obviously covered by a ghost.

　　"Pure! Yang Yan!"

　　Jiang Chen stubbornly pressed the white-clothed female ghost with his palm and roared angrily.

　　Pure yang flames spread out from his hands, enveloping the female ghost in white.

　　sizzle...  

　　sizzle...  

　　sizzle...  

　　The body of the white-clothed female ghost was wrapped and burned by pure yang flame, and gradually melted, turning into a black mist with a foul smell.

　　This black mist lingered in the air, as if to condense together, very strange.

　　Condensed into a square screen.

　　Snowflakes appeared on it, the snowflakes flashed for less than a second, and the picture suddenly turned black.

　　There is a circle in the black, from which flows clouds, twinkling stars, and finally the closing crescent moon.

　　Looking at the picture, Jiang Chen felt a sense of depression in his heart.

　　It was as if he was locked in a dark well, looking up at the sky alone and helpless.

　　Looking forward to hope and redemption.

　　What can be seen are only cold and ruthless things like clouds, stars, and crescent moons.

　　And in the end, a large rock held down the wellhead.

　　These cold and ruthless things, a frog at the bottom of the well, the only perspective that can be seen, are cruelly deprived.

　　pain!

　　fear!

　　despair!

　　death!

　　"Roar!"

　　The fierce roar of the beast reverberates!

　　Chaos tattoo!Fierce God!Evil!

　　Hundreds of ghosts escape!