"My eldest brother's name is Xiong Da, and I am Xiong Er. Master, you are a bald head. This is a proper combination of bald heads!"

"How? Master?"

Hong Yi couldn't help touching his bald head, and looked at the burly Xiong Er in front of him speechlessly.

This young man simply put his limbs in a daze, and the simplicity of his mind was vividly reflected.

Not bad at all!

"Amitabha...you two had better go back, the poor monk has to wait for a ghost to come over here!" Hong Yi raised his hand and looked at the time, guessing that the messenger from the small underworld was coming soon, and the face was heavy. man said:

"At that time, the poor monk can't be distracted to take care of the two of you!"

The two brothers looked at each other and nodded at the same time.An expression we understand.

"Master, don't worry, we'll leave now..."

"Jie Jie... woo woo... soul come..."

At this moment, there was a low-pitched grin from outside the door.

Hong Yi took a deep breath, pointed to the coffin next to him and said:

"Come in... don't make a sound when you hear any noise, understand?"

Without waiting for the two brothers to answer, they directly dragged the two brothers into the two coffins in front of them, pushed the lid, turned and hid behind the door.

"Soul come..."

A hoarse murmur came from the door.

"Ccrunch...crunch!"

There was a sound of leaves shattering.

Hong Yi, who was hiding at the door, saw a Specter dressed in a strange white suit, holding a birthday lantern in his hand, kept shaking his head and walking towards the Temple of the Earth.

He opened his spiritual eye and looked at the data of the Specter in front of him.

Picking up ghosts: The messenger from the small underworld is a veteran who has been engaged for many years. He was a professional train station pick-up for 30 years before his death!

Fear Level: Spirit Level

Fear: 1200000

Features: After taking refuge in the small underworld, he is responsible for introducing new ghosts into the underworld. The disadvantage is that people are greedy for money!

"Note: money can make ghosts run the mill... host, please remember!"

Amitabha!

Another dead man asking for money?

"Soul come... Soul come..."

I saw the ghost catcher carrying a lantern with a green ghost fire, slowly came to the first coffin, and tapped lightly on the coffin with his fingers.

"Get up...it's time to hit the road!"

Turning his head to the second coffin, he also knocked.

The third mouth...

The ghost catcher was stunned.

Why is there such a thing as a broken coffin?

What about this ghost?

Silently looked back.

I saw that the two coffins behind him did not respond at all.

The ghost catcher was furious.

Sleep so dead?

He came to the two coffins again, and patted the coffin lids with both hands.

"Get up soon... on the road!"

"hurry up……"

"Squeak..."

There was a harsh sound of the coffin lid rubbing, and Xiong Er slowly sat up, looking at the ghost with blue face and fangs in front of him, he couldn't help but shuddered, and then he hurriedly lay down again, his hands tightly closed on the coffin cover.

The ghost catcher is a little stunned!

What's the situation?

"Bang... bang... bang!"

"Open the lid..." The ghost catcher leaned in front of the coffin lid and whispered:

"It's getting late, hurry up and hit the road! Are you going to be a lonely ghost?"

"Our little underworld can be reincarnated and can designate an identity! Being a rich man is not a dream... Come out!"

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