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Wujun shouted: "Everyone is safe with me!"

"The ghost is here!"

Everyone continued to collapse.

"These ghosts cannot break my talisman paper. I promise everyone! The more you are afraid of the three Yang Fires, the weaker it is! That way, the ghosts can harm people!"

"It's going to die!"

Everyone was even more devastated.

No matter how Wujun persuaded him, it was useless. He saw that the so-called Yang Fire became dimmer and dimming, and it was about to reach the verge of extinction. In the end, Shi Erbai stabilized his morale.

"Are you stupid? You are afraid of being a chicken at this time, pick up the guy and take a photo of the camera! Do you want to become famous overnight? Do you want to become popular on the Internet? Do you want to make a fortune? News Nobel - Pulitzer Prize is within your fingers. Do you still have the shamelessness of media people!? Money, handsome guys and beautiful women, famous fame, what are you not going to want!"

Shi Erbai cursed: "Damn, do you want to be poor TV station workers all your life?"

Everyone stopped shouting and looked at each other, feeling that this statement seemed to make some sense... It was not that it made some sense, but that it made too fucking sense!

The worst is death. But if you have money but don’t make money, don’t make money but don’t grab profits. Seeing the opportunity slip away in front of you, this kind of feeling is worse than death! Isn’t people living just for the benefit of one person? Ordinary people have no money but no way. If they seize the opportunity, they can turn over!

The reporter Liu, who was in charge of the interview, took the lead in expressing his opinion: "Everyone listened to Master Wu and Director Shi!" She was still crying bitterly, but she actually started to use a dressing box to repair her makeup! She didn't even wipe her nose clean!

Photographers, recordings, and recordings of Xiao Wei all agreed with this view.

Isn't it a ghost?

We are poorer than you if we die... extremely evil! Afraid of a hammer!

Wu Jun was stunned, and his hand holding the talisman paper froze in the air.

He found that he probably didn't know much about this group of people yet. The Shida Director's few words are much more effective than the secret art of Taoism.

"You must follow me immediately. There is no need to be afraid when you see the evil ghost, so Yanghuo will..." After saying halfway, Wujun saw that the Yanghuo on the shoulders and eyebrows of the group of people was so strong that it seemed like No. 97 gasoline was added.

It's like three, four, one and two bright little suns!

A bunch of words turned into one word.

"Hold."

Wujun raised his legs and walked forward. Everyone followed closely behind.

They were afraid of seeing what a Taoist priest was. Wu Jun threw paper like a sprinkling coins, showing his might along the way, stretching his tongue, staring at him, and having no arms or legs. As soon as he met, he would eventually explode into a rain of blood, dripping all over the ground.

Xiao Li can't remember how many times he wiped the blood on the lens glass.

Reporter Liu also forgot how many times she had put on makeup, but every time she was unable to escape the blood explosion and her face was broken and her whole body was broken. She completely gave up her image and performed all the reporter's skills in her first half of her life in front of the camera.

Shi Erbai even drank a large sip of rust-smelling blood and almost vomited everything in his stomach.

Caution is the backing of survival, and curiosity is the spear of enterprising.

When the danger could be solved, their curiosity about the unknown completely suppressed their fear and began to ask Wujun about ghosts and Taoism.

"Master Wu, what is a ghost?"

"The seven emotions and six desires, obsessions, and the sum of desires. Things you can't forget before death will become ghosts when encountering chances. It is no longer you, but a freak that will harm people's lives."

"Are you a monk?"

Wujun had a wrong idea, and he nodded and said, "I have been practicing Taoism for decades since I was a child and have read more than a hundred Taoist classics. Who else can I do?"

Reporter Liu signaled Xiao Li to move away from the camera, and she asked: "So, you will definitely be able to control the sword! Foundation building? Alchemy? Or Nascent Soul?"

"What a mess! Taoism only discusses the innate and acquired nature. Acquired nature is not great perseverance and great wisdom. As for the innate nature, there are only a few people who have entered the realm for thousands of years, and there are only a handful of them."

"Where are you?"

Wu Jun had a dark face: "Wu is not talented, an ordinary man."

"How many people will die with so many ghosts..."

Before everyone could continue asking questions, Wu Jun suddenly changed his face, raised his right hand and shouted: "Stop!!!"

His nose twitched, his eyes looked around, and finally he found something strange in the corner of the wall. His expression froze, he stuffed a full ten pieces of talisman paper into his mouth without hesitation, chewing it desperately, then immediately half-squatted down, rubbed a small handful of seemingly ordinary gray soil on the ground with his fingers, and gently blew a red breath at him.

If life trembled, the gray soil turned into a gray mouse and ran away from the corner.

Shi Erbai looked in surprise in the direction where the earth mouse escaped and said, "What is this? It's so magical!"

"magic……?"

Wu Jun's face was so nervous and his eyes were floating for the first time, and he wanted to find some impossible possibility he guessed in the quiet unfinished building.

He murmured to himself: "This is no longer magical, it is against common sense... something that should not exist. Just a trace of residual breath can make the dead live, no, no!"

Shi Erbai saw Wu Jun's panic and disbelief. He had seen similar expressions on the face of another person. The businessman who planned but failed the plan, the scholar who firmly believed that the theory was finally defeated by facts, and the star who instantly became popular on the Internet but was instantly defeated by online rumors...

They all believed in themselves, but in the end they denied their deep beliefs. The moment when their belief collapsed, the exact same dark color appeared on their faces.

Wu Jun's hands trembled, and his voice was no longer stable: "It's not that dead people are alive, but that it's enlightenment, it's the innate realm of rumored ancient books!!! This is something that should not be found in the world! It's a myth, a story! But why does it appear here?!"

Peng!

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the wall, and the bricks cracked and bursts of gray smoke and dust were rolled up.

The strong light shone, and among the dense particles of smoke and dust in the light and the air, the human fists were suddenly in his eyes. The fists were covered with blood, and five fingers stretched out, pulled horizontally, and the entire wall fell down with a loud bang!

This is not the power that humans should have!

The scene that only excavators can do is easily copied by a strong muscular arm. If the fear given by ghosts comes from the unknown, then at this moment, the fear in everyone's hearts is a sudden question beyond the scope of understanding!

Wu Jun was stunned like a demon. If Shi Erbai hadn't pulled him away, he would have been hit by gravel.

A man's voice came through the smoke.

"You should leave this."

The smoke was rich, making people unable to see clearly the appearance of the person. They only saw a pair of strange eyes emitting light with a light golden light. If others were unfamiliar with the sound, they were still as thunder in Shi Erbai's ears!

He guessed who this is!

Lian Cheng also knew the identity of the people in front of him. He was a little surprised. It turned out that there were really Taoist priests who could exorcise ghosts in this world. But now it is not the time to pretend to be a b in front of these people.

He just got something. All the ghosts in the unfinished building come from this.

I don't know the name, but the copper coins told him that this was the 80,120 yuan I ate a few days ago. So Liancheng gave it a very painful nickname-

A novice dress worth 80,000.
Chapter completed!