Urban Cultivation: I Was Dug Out Again

"Haha, you are a mid-stage ghost trash, why should we be afraid of you? You can't even break a mirror, don't kill anyone, I don't want to say it a second time, just play for fun, reincarnate when you're done."

"Reincarnation? I entered the mirror because I didn't want to reincarnate, now I've finally come out, you want me to reincarnate?"

"What else? Do you want your soul to fly away?" Mo Tian grabbed it hard.

Zhao Shiyue's soul was involuntarily grasped in Mo Tian's hand.

"Please spare me, master. I know I was wrong."

"I was originally an 18th-tier artist, but I died unexpectedly before I became famous. I don't know if the person who killed me is still alive. I can't accept this."

"Everyone who died unjustly is unwilling to accept this. This world is inherently unfair. I am stronger than you now. I can control your life and death, so your fairness is all in my mind."

"Don't be stubborn. There are a lot of people outside tonight. This is when you will become famous. You can also make the person who hurt you public through these people. He will get the punishment he deserves. I don't care how you play, but there is only one rule, that is, no one can die."

"But my ability cannot set up such a large illusion."

"Just play, I will help you stabilize your soul, and you will reincarnate when you have enough fun."

"I understand, thank you."

"It's okay. I just can't stand the behavior of some profit-seeking people. If they are uncomfortable, I will be very comfortable. Go and have fun."

The door opened.

A dozen people rushed out like crazy, but were blocked by the crowd outside.

"What are you still looking at? That ghost is out." The manager shouted frantically.

The room was as dark as ink, and the lights in the corridor began to flicker.

The crowd gradually realized that something was wrong.

The darkness in the room flowed out like ink.

It seemed that a dark hand would reach out from inside at any time to drag people into the endless darkness.

The crowd inside began to panic and wanted to stay away from this room that exuded a terrifying atmosphere.

And the crowd outside wanted to go in to see what interesting things had happened.

Everyone crowded together, and the scene was very noisy.

"Hehehe~" Suddenly, everyone heard a sinister and weird laugh, a woman's laugh.

"Do you like me so much? I'm so happy." A large amount of black yin energy poured out of the door, forming a translucent female ghost in the air.

"Ah~ There is a ghost, there is really a ghost, the ghost ran out." The crowd suddenly made a big mess.

The lights above their heads suddenly turned pale green.

"Don't go, don't you want to have close contact with me?" Zhao Shiyue flew behind a man.

The man felt the cold touch on his back and was immediately paralyzed by fear.

"Hehe~" It flew to the manager's back and lay down, whispering in the manager's ear.

"Don't you want me to help you make money? I will follow you in the future, okay? I will lie on your back for the rest of my life, hehe~"

"Oh my god~" The manager exclaimed, then his eyes rolled back, and another one fainted.

"Do you want my autograph? My name is Zhao Shiyue, I'm a big star, can I sign for you?"

"No, no." An adventure anchor was so scared that he threw his phone away and crawled out in a hurry.

"I'm Zhao Shiyue. Have you seen the drama I filmed? What's the name of that drama? Oh, by the way, the producer of that drama is Qin Shou. Do you know him? It was him who killed me. He likes to let those female artists who want roles play some naughty games with him. I know 20 or 30 of them. Do you want me to tell you?"

Zhao Shiyue was happy. After today, her name will definitely be on the hot search, and the producer named Qin Shou will definitely be ruined.

It played until the Yin Qi in its body was exhausted. It played for two hours, and the number of people who fainted from fear reached three digits.

Fortunately, no one was scared to death. It didn't create any terrifying scenes. It was just some pranks. However, dozens of people were injured or stepped on.

This is also a lesson for these people. Ghosts are not so good-looking. If you want to see them, you have to pay a price.

Presumably after this incident, this hotel will also be entangled in lawsuits, and Mo Tian also feels comfortable.

"Master, thank you. I have resolved all my problems. It is time for reincarnation."

"Well, go ahead."

Zhao Shiyue's spirit turned into stars and drifted away with the wind.

"Number One, what are we going to do now?"

"What? Of course we are going to sleep. By the way, we spent 200,000 today and got scared. You ask their boss for compensation. Double compensation. Humph~ A profiteer. I will kill you."

"Yes, Number One." Number Six covered his mouth and chuckled. Number One was stillThat kind of character that loves to take advantage, but she likes it.

This haunted incident is very big. The ghost of Zhao Shiyue appeared and broke the news. The film and television producer Qin Shou had a secret relationship with young artists, and the number of people reached more than 30.

These news have been on the hot search list for several days in a row.

Mo Tian has also been in Hai City for several days. This damn weather forecast is not accurate at all. It is sunny and windy every day. There is no sign of typhoon thunderstorm weather. What's the use of the plane?

But he didn't dare to leave. What if it started to rain and thunderstorm when he left? Although he was very fast, it would take some time to get here. If he missed the trip, wouldn't it be a waste of so many days?

These days, Luo Qingyin called him every day to ask when he would go back? The preparations for the opening ceremony of the sect have been completed, and they can start to prepare when he returns.

"Wait a little longer, there are still a few days, why are you in a hurry? Otherwise, you can open it yourself, why wait for me?" Mo Tian said impatiently.

"No, I have to wait for you to come back. What's the point of doing these things if you're not here?" Luo Qingyin was also very stubborn. She just wanted her master to witness all this, and she did this to make her master feel proud.

"Okay, okay, wait for three more days." Mo Tian was too lazy to talk to her, and he just set a time and hung up the phone.

That afternoon, Mo Tian, ​​who was eating grilled oysters on the street, finally saw the weather start to change. A lot of dark clouds floated in the sky, and the wind from the sea began to get stronger, and the air began to become dull.

"This is two days later than the weather forecast said. It's really unreliable. Boss, grill faster, I have to go through a catastrophe later."

"Haha, which planet are you from?" The boss listened to Mo Tian's humorous words and joked humorously.

"Oh, Tianyuan." Mo Tian answered seriously.

"Ah~ That's a good place." The boss exclaimed while sprinkling chili peppers skillfully.

"Oh? Have you been there?"

"I was lucky enough to go there once a thousand years ago. It's a really great place, with top-notch fairies everywhere."

"A thousand years ago? The teleportation array has been invalid for more than three thousand years. How did you get there?" Mo Tian took the grilled oysters from the boss, and he and No. 6 slurped them one by one.

"Hehe, with my current cultivation level, it's a piece of cake for my body to cross the void." The boss looked like he was just crossing a star field and splashing water.

If Mo Tian hadn't seen that he was a mortal at first glance, I would have thought he was a great cultivator in the Mahayana period.

A real cultivator and a fake cultivator, the two of them were chatting happily.

But No. 6 on the side knew that this was a real cultivator, and an old monster who had lived for at least two thousand years. No. 1 said that he was from Tianyuan Star. Could it be true?

She had a feeling that what No. 1 said today might be true, and he really came from an alien planet.