Good evening, Lord Hades

Hearing his grandmother's words, the old monk gave a cold hum, touched his gray beard and said with a wild smile, "who should I be? I turned out to be an old woman who is not afraid of death!"

"Bald ass, you are still a Buddhist disciple. How can you use such cruel means to refine the spirit pill? Are you not afraid of being punished by heaven?" Grandma snapped.

"Damnation? What is the curse of heaven? In today's society, if people don't fight for themselves, who dares the illusory punishment of heaven? In another 7749 days, I've been pursuing the spirit pill for most of my life, and it's about to be refined. Even the king of Hell won't kill me

Grandma knew that the old monk was possessed by the devil in order to refine the spirit pill, and she didn't talk to him anymore, so she clapped at him.

It seems that grandma is ready to fight with this vicious old monk.

But although grandma's action was fast, the old monk was not a vegetarian. His figure flashed quickly, and he avoided grandma's palm force.

"How dare you fight with me if you have so much ability? It's just too much for me

With a sneer, the old monk took off the Buddhist beads from his wrist and read a passage I didn't understand.

Those Buddhist beads broke away the bead line in an instant and ran to grandma like bullets.

Seeing this, I was shocked.

Although I don't know what harm those Buddhist beads will do to grandma, I know from the vicious degree of the old monk that once he is hit by the Buddhist beads, he will be absolutely helpless.

I want to help grandma, even if I help her block a few of them.

But now I'm in a state of ghost. All my behaviors are controlled by the old monk. I can't do anything at all.

At the moment, I only hate my poor ability, and I'm actually following the old monk's way. Otherwise, even if I fight for my life, I will protect my grandmother.

Grandma is my closest person in the world. If something happened to her, I would never forgive myself in my life.

Seeing those Buddhist beads about to hit grandma, I was so anxious that I could not wait to burst out fire.

But even so, grandma is still very calm standing there, as if there is no fear.

Does grandma have a way to deal with it?

Sure enough, in the blink of an eye, Grandma had more than ten slender embroidery needles in her hands.

She recited a mantra and made a few fingerprints.

Those embroidery needles fly out one by one as if they had life, and then they drill into the Buddhist beads and string them together.

Seeing that his Buddha beads failed in the attack, the old monk looked at his grandmother in disbelief: "no... impossible. My Buddha beads are made of 13 human bones after being polished. There is no limit to Buddhism. No one can break them in the world!"

Grandma looked at the old monk with a sneer and said, "bald ass, you don't know more in the world!"

Having said that, grandma made a complicated handprint and said: "broken!"

As soon as the words came to an end, the beads, which had formed into a ball, immediately gave out a "bang" sound, and instantly exploded into ashes.

Seeing the destruction of the human bone Buddha beads, the old monk was furious: "you have destroyed my Buddha beads, and I will also destroy your granddaughter!"

With that, the old monk turned around and grabbed my neck and dragged me to the direction of the alchemy furnace.

The blazing fire is burning at the bottom of the alchemy furnace. The alchemy furnace is steaming hot. If it is thrown in, I will be burned into a mass of water by the fire of the alchemy furnace, and finally condensed into the spirit pill.

I want to struggle, I want to escape, but I can't do anything because I am so restrained by the old monk.

I couldn't give up looking at my grandmother and wanted to see her at the last moment.

But she is still standing there, as if she had a plan.

"It's time. Come out!" Grandma light said.

I was slightly stunned. I didn't understand what grandma meant. Until I saw that person, it was grandma who had already arranged everything!

At the moment, at the entrance of the basement, there was a familiar man, the owner of the restaurant.

What he carries on his back is my body and ghost catching tools!

Seeing this, I was overjoyed.

With my body, do I have to be afraid of the old monk?

Sure enough, seeing the shopkeeper carry my body, the old monk's face changed.

Maybe he was afraid. The old monk simply went out and directly opened the lid of the alchemy furnace, ready to throw my soul in.

"Even if you get her body, it won't change anything!" The old monk laughed arrogantly.

"Not necessarily!"

With that, grandma said another mantra.

I instantly felt a strong force pulling my soul to my body.

This force is so powerful that even the old monk can't stop it.

A few seconds later, I opened my eyes again and found myself lying in the open space next to the shopkeeper.

I tried to move and found that I could speak and move.

In other words, my soul has returned to my body!

However, I still don't know what method grandma used to recall my soul to my body in an instant.

Only when I looked down and saw a red line on my right middle finger did I understand the way.

It turned out that when the restaurant opened at night, grandma took advantage of the opportunity to hold my hand and secretly tied a red line on my middle finger to protect my soul.

Even though I was haunted by the old monk, my grandmother could still recall all my souls by the trace of soul saved on her middle finger.

Thinking about this, I have to say: ginger is really hot!

Everything, actually all in grandma's control!

With such a powerful grandmother as the backing, my confidence is naturally enough.

"Bald ass, I didn't expect that there would be such a scum as you in the quiet place of Buddhism. Today, my grandmother and I are going to benefit the people of CS city and get rid of you

"Oh, little girl, you are not old, but you have a good voice! If you have the ability, let's go outside and have a fight! "

I looked around. It's true that the alchemy in the basement is OK, but if we really want to fight, we can't stretch it out.

Therefore, it is not unreasonable for the old monk to propose to fight outside.

What's more, since he's in the afternoon, grandma and I have no reason not to fight.

I don't believe it. My grandmother and I can't fight him alone!

Thinking of this, my grandmother and I followed the old monk out of the basement and came to the open space outside the Zen room.

"Let's go!"

My grandmother and I took out our own things to prepare for the battle.

However, at this time, the old monk suddenly gave me a strange smile, which made my heart bristle, but I couldn't guess what medicine he was selling in the gourd.

I was a little impatient, cold voice urged: "Hey, do you want to fight or not?"

"Do you think that my ability only depends on that person's bone and Buddha's pearl?" The old monk suddenly asked with a sneer.

After hearing this, grandma immediately responded and yelled, "no, we've been cheated!"

But even so, it's too late.

Because soon I saw a terrible scene.

The whole temple is full of ghosts.

It's too many to count.

It turned out that the old monk didn't know what method to use to attract all the ghosts nearby.

This time, the number is more than ten times more than the ghosts who go to the restaurant to enjoy the tribute at night. It's amazing.

Seeing the fear on our faces, the old monk was very proud.

"All the ghosts in CS City listen to my orders and tear these two people to pieces. They don't even want any bones left!"

With that, the old monk raised his hand and pointed to my grandmother and me, and the ghosts rushed towards us like they saw the sweet cakes