At 8 o'clock in the evening—

Xiao Bailong's face was a little pale. It seemed that he was really afraid of ghosts. Of course, what he feared most was that he was seen by ghosts when he was convenient for her. +, she was a well-educated lady, and was introverted and timid. If someone saw something that should not be seen, she would either have to hang her neck or marry her... She was so classic.

Fortunately, just before I was about to lift my skirt and squat down, I found a ghost peeking at me first. Before her skirt was lifted up to her knees, she was not considered a loser. But after thinking about it, I still felt scared and hugged in Tang Sen's arms and cried: "The little woman is almost innocent. Brother Tang Sen, go and beat that ghost."

"There are really ghosts?" Tang Sen said: "Don't cry. Since it's not seen, it doesn't matter. I'll find the ghosts to vent my anger."

"Oh, then you must be careful. That's a ghost, it must be very fierce."

"Stop talking nonsense. The weakest among gods and ghosts is ghosts, and basically has no combat power." Tang Sen has gradually understood these gods and ghosts. Ghosts are actually a ray of ghosts that become after death. They cannot use any immortal magic and Taoist magic at all. Occasionally, there are a few more powerful ghosts who can use some ghost skills, but they are also too weak and there is nothing to be afraid of.

For example, in the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story", the Black Mountain Old Demon is just a thousand-year-old tree spirit, but controls a large number of female ghosts. It can be seen that the combat power of these ghosts is not even comparable to that of just a tree spirit. With Tang Sen's current cultivation level, it is no problem to deal with hundreds or thousands of little ghosts.

Tang Sen was about to find a ghost to fight, but Xiao Bailong suddenly grabbed him from behind and said, "Brother Tang Sen... don't catch ghosts first, first... take care of the little girl's side."

"What's wrong with you?"

"Little woman... can't hold it in..." Poor little white dragon, she got up in the middle of the night and wanted to show respect, but was scared by the ghost and couldn't solve the problem. She is still holding it in: "You...you protect the little woman, first... solve the problem first and then catch the ghost."

Tang Sen covered his face: "How to protect this? Why don't I go away?"

"What should I do if you go away and ghosts come to peek again? Just stand behind the little girl and help the little girl guard it!" Xiao Bailong said with a bitter face: "There is only this now... don't look back... Don't look back... If you look back and see something, the little girl will show you."

"I won't look back." Tang Sen turned around helplessly.

The little white dragon behind him seemed to squat down, and then there was a sound of clothes and Xisuo. Tang Sen didn't want to hear these sounds. It was too easy to attract thoughts, so he simply covered his ears.

After a while, Xiao Bailong stood up and whispered: "Okay... OK... You can turn back..."

Tang Sen turned around and saw some water beads on the grass leaves on the ground. He raised his eyes and refused to look at them, so as not to be embarrassed by the little white dragon: "Okay, let's catch the ghost and harass the woman to the toilet. This ghost is very hateful. It is not enough to calm the public's anger without teaching a lesson and boost the court."

Xiao Bailong was so embarrassed that he couldn't live, but if he thought about it carefully, he had already had many embarrassing things with Tang Sen. Now this matter is just average. The broken jar is always broken. Xiao Bailong found that his ladies' reservedness was about to be polished in front of Tang Sen, and he didn't know what face he would come to see him in the future.

"The ghost is there..." She stretched out her right hand and pointed to the direction just now, but her left hand grabbed Tang Sen's clothes.

Tang Sen knew she was still afraid. He stretched out a hand and held her hand. Men belonged to Yang and women belonged to Yin, so when men hold women's hands, they always feel that women's small hands are cold, while women will feel that men's big hands are warm and burning. Men will involuntarily want to protect women. Women will involuntarily want to rely on men... This is a natural decision and cannot be changed.

The little white dragon felt care from his scorching hands, and his heart was warm, as if the ghost just now was not that scary.

The two walked to the place where the little white dragon met a ghost just now, and Tang Sen used his divine power in his eyes. He looked around and found nothing.

"Where is the ghost?"

"I was here just now, but now I'm missing..." Xiaobailong said: "Oh, do you think the ghost will take advantage of our opportunity to find it and run to attack the sisters who are still resting in the room?"

Hey, this possibility is very high. Tang Sen quickly dragged the little white dragon's hand and ran towards the room.

When I got to the place, I saw that there was a faint ghost floating outside the window of the room, protruding into the room, as if I was peeking at something... Of course, it goes without saying that, the room was full of girls. This ghost was obviously peeking at the girls sleeping, and maybe he would fly into the room while the girls were sleeping and face their opponents.

This is absolutely unbearable!

Tang Sen was furious and kicked him from the side.

Feikong actually kicked in vain. Tang Sen passed through the ghost, as if he had passed through a slide, and he kicked nothing... The ghost has no entity, so of course he can't kick it.

The ghost was startled and turned his head to look at Tang Sen.

If it were Tang Sen, he would definitely be shocked to see ghosts, but recently he has seen too many gods and monsters, so ghosts are very common. He looked at it carefully with a flawless look. The ghost appeared in front of him was a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a straight suit, a beer belly, and a hypocritical smile on his face. He looked like a pampered politician.

Tang Sen stared at the ghost, and the ghost also stared at Tang Sen.

After a long time, the genius smiled and said, "Hahaha, can't I hit me? I'm an invisible ghost! Although your flying kick is fierce, it's useless."

"Is that right?" Tang Sen's kick just now was useless, it was just an ordinary human flying kick. Of course, he couldn't hit it, but he knew that Sun Wukong made a big fuss in the underworld 500 years ago, but what the hell had never hit it? As long as you use things like Taoism, immortal arts, and divine power, it would not be difficult to hit the ghost.

Tang Sen condensed the power of the guardian god of the home girl on his fist and sneered: "Do you really think I can't hit you?"

The ghost laughed: "Come on, if you have the guts, just hit me."

"Bump!" Tang Sen punched the ghost in the face, just in the nose. The punch was strong and the force was heavy. The fist did not pass through the ghost's body at all, but hit all the force into the ghost's soul body.

"Oh!" The middle-aged ghost screamed and squatted down with his nose. Even if it was a ghost without entity, it knew the pain. In the eighteen layers of underworld, there were many ghosts who were punished and tortured for the wrong things they had done before their lives. This can prove that the ghosts knew the pain.

Tang Sen finished his punch, of course he would not stop. Then he kicked another kick, knocking it, making the middle-aged ghost roll on the ground. Then he took a step forward, pressed the ghost to the ground, waved his fists, and fired his bows left and right, and hit them in a crackling manner.

"Oh... spare your life..." The ghost shouted: "You and I have no grudges in the past, and there are no grudges in the past. Why do you want to hit me? Is there any justice in this world? Is there any king's law? I want to sue you, I want to sue you!"

Tang Sen said angrily: "You peeked at the girl entering the bathroom in the middle of the night, and wanted to attack the girl sleeping in the room. How dare you ask me why I hit you?"

"Huh? When did I do these things?" the ghost explained quickly: "Oh, sir, you misunderstood. How could I have the idea of ​​peeking or attacking the girl at night?"

The middle-aged ghost showed a formulaic polite smile at Tang Sen and said in an official voice: "As the president of Wuji Country, I am an example of citizens across the country, anxious about what citizens are anxious about, think about what citizens think, everything I do is for the citizens of my country. I am willing to sacrifice my head and shed blood for the citizens. Don't worry, I have never done any shameless behavior."

The ghost said a lot of messy words, but Tang Sen still understood that this guy was actually talking nonsense, and nothing was reliable. There was only one word in so many words that was useful information, that is, the word "president", and the others were in vain.

Tang Sen picked up his hand and said, "Ye, were you a president during your lifetime?"

The middle-aged ghost was proud and thought to himself: Are you scared?

However, when he looked at Tang Sen's actions of standing by hand carefully, he obviously did not take the president or something seriously. In Tang Sen's mind, no matter whether you are a president or a peddler, it was just a different division of social labor, and there was no distinction between personality. He treated everyone equally and would not kneel down and worship just because the person in front of him was a president in his lifetime.

"It's amazing to be a president during his lifetime? The president is like a voyeur. He will first hit him in a panda's eyes and then discuss it with you." Tang Sen waved his fist and beat him like a sandbag.

The middle-aged ghost was unable to show off and was beaten again. Now he finally realized that he couldn't show off. But his face didn't change at all. As a politician, his face could be laughed at no matter what. He could laugh out loud: "Young man, you really misunderstood. I really didn't peep. When I saw someone here, I came over to contact humans. I didn't know that the girls were going to the toilet and sleeping. This was a pure misunderstanding, a misunderstanding, it was really a huge misunderstanding!"

Tang Sen snorted coldly, seeing that the ghost had been beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, thinking to himself: Even if you really want to come and peek at something, but don’t look at it, I beat you like this, which is enough punishment. Let’s stop.

Tang Sen put his hands away: "Okay, I won't hit you for the time being. What do you want to do when you come to contact humans?"

The middle-aged ghost shadow laughed and said, "Young man, you seem to be very capable. You dare to live in this haunted Baolin Temple, you dare to chat with me, and you can hit the ghost with your fists. It seems that you are a capable wizard."

Tang Sen laughed at himself: "I have no ability, I am just an ordinary little person."

"What a humble young man. I see that you have a good facial features, elegant temperament, and healthy body. You are simply the example of the young generation... Young people in Wuji Country should learn from you to become a four-person young man with five lectures and four beauties..." The middle-aged ghost praised Tang Sen. (To be continued...)
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