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God Stick 18

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    The wailing and raging ghosts turned into fly ash when they touched Su Zi. From the distance from the iron gate to the gravekeeper's cabin, Su Zi seemed to be in a land of no one.

    As soon as they met each other, Hong Ling and the others felt the gap between this sudden mysterious woman and themselves.

    The other party is not a ghost, she claims that she is looking for someone, but who is she looking for?

    "Hehe, another one is here to die."

    The grave keeper narrowed his eyes, he raised his hand, and suddenly there was a strong wind, and the corpse puppets under his control rushed towards the six ghost envoys, while the grave keeper himself concentrated on dealing with Su Zi.

    He can also feel that this unexpected guest is a formidable enemy.

    "Jiang Liu, let's deal with these corpse puppets first, and I'll leave the ghost to you."

    The tomb guards are the troublesome enemies of the ghost messengers. Now that the other party is restrained by Su Zi, they can deal with those corpse puppets and the group of hideous ghosts that have been imprisoned for many years and have already turned into unjust souls.

    In Niu Hum's view, Jiang Liu is the strongest among them, and he should be able to restrain the ghost for a while. After the five of them subdue those corpse puppets, they will naturally help Jiang Liu.

    After finishing speaking, Niu Hum and the others rushed towards the pile of mindless puppets, leaving Jiang Liu and the group of ghosts staring wide-eyed.

    Wait a minute, he just came here to make up the number. It¡¯s not good to leave this group of ghosts to him alone, it will kill people, no, it will kill ghosts.

    Jiang Liu swallowed, while Su Zi and the tomb guard had already fought. The tomb guard was indeed able to hide under Jiang Kun's eyes for so many years, and even created such a cloud of resentment that covered the entire Ping Township  Su Zi, who was able to deal with other ghosts with ease, had no time to help Jiang Liu.

    As for Niu Hum and the others, there were too many corpse puppets, and they kept crawling out from the ground. The number far exceeded the number Jiang Liu had counted before. It was obviously ineffective to deal with seven or eight corpse puppets by one person.

    Now it is a good question whether to run shamelessly or ask for help, or to bite the bullet and hold on for a while to see if the people on both sides can free their hands to help him.

    Jiang Liu was thinking hard about this problem, but the resentful ghosts waited for no one. While Jiang Liu was thinking, the cloud of ghost fog was approaching. Liu Yanan, the leader, even reached out and grabbed Jiang Liu. The sharp ghost claws transformed by the ghost fog  Wanting to pierce into his shoulder blades, tear his arm off directly.

    Just hearing "Zi la¡ª¡ª", Liu Yanan's idea did not succeed.

    On the contrary, when the cloud of ghost mist melted the clothes on Jiang Liu's shoulders and touched his skin, that piece of skin instantly turned golden, like a natural barrier, blocking all the damage outside.  The cloud of ghost mist that touched him was burned under the effect of golden light, causing the resentful master to wail endlessly.

    The group of ghosts was terrified, and Jiang Liu and the people who noticed this scene were also stunned.

    "Damn, when will the golden light of merit be enough to be worn as clothes?"

    Niu Hum gathered the golden light of his merits in his palm. He was originally a foreigner's kung fu practitioner, and the golden light on his fist hit those corpse puppets, causing them a lot of damage.

    It's just that although the ghost messenger can use merit to transform merit, the merit of each ghost messenger is also limited, just like Niu Hum, he only dares to apply a thin layer of merit to the palm of his hand, and the thin layer has a weak golden light, which is useful at any time  danger of ending.

    But Jiang Liu is different, the golden brilliance on his body is scary, especially in this gloomy weather, just like the special effects in the movie, only a pillar of golden light soaring into the sky, how much merit is there on this body,  It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the darling of heaven.

    Niu Hum couldn't figure it out, Jiang Liu was younger than them, where did he accumulate so much merit, or was he a kind person in his previous life, who saved a lot of merit and left it in this life.

    His guess is really right, the owner of this body is Jiang Liu, he is also a good person in several generations, merits and virtues may not be useful to him in other worlds, but they are not in this fantasy world.  It's the same, it directly became his life-saving talisman, no matter how powerful the ghost wants to move him, it has to be able to withstand the golden carapace formed by the golden light of merit.

    But Jiang Liu hadn't figured out what was wrong here, he only thought that there was some mystery in Yuanshen that he didn't know about, or that the golden thigh had cast some spell on him to save his life.

    And the current situation does not allow him to think about it.

    "Ahem!"

    Jiang Liu looked at the group of terrified ghosts who dared not approach him, coughed lightly, and then stood up straight, without any hesitation or fear just now.

    He felt that no matter what, he pretended to be xbsp; Some ghosts took pleasure in other people's misfortunes and told him that Qian Zhenduo went to the underworld smoothly, so he would be beaten up.

    "Speaking of which, you are all ghosts in my jurisdiction. It is my fault that you failed to enter the underworld. Well, besides being able to find a relationship so that you can reincarnate as soon as possible, I will give you some compensation."

    Jiang Liu took out his mobile phone as he spoke.

    "What compensation?"

    The person who asked the question was an old lady. When she heard the compensation, her ghostly eyes lit up, she rubbed her thumb and index finger, and burst into laughter. There is no resentment.

    "Although I will open the back door for you, my ability is limited, and I can't guarantee that you will be reincarnated immediately. How about this, after I save you, each of you will burn a villa and a sports car for you.  I will burn ghost coins for you both during Ghost Festival and Ghost Festival, and this is the real official coin, which is different from the counterfeit coins sold outside."

    With that said, Jiang Liu turned on the phone: "Come, come, choose what style you like, choose it yourself, if you can't, you can also specify the style, and I will help you make it when I get back."

    Jiang Liu held the phone in his hand, and it happened to be those paper products from the incense and candle shop that he took pictures of when he had nothing to do.

    "Hey, this villa is magnificent."

    "A two-story one, I want a four-story one, and I will pick up my wife to live with me. If my parents and my father-in-law and mother-in-law are still in the underworld, it will be more spacious for the whole family to live in. Besides,  If the number of reincarnations in this underworld is really so difficult to arrange, maybe I can wait until my child and grandson come down there, and the second-floor villa won¡¯t be enough for several generations to live under one roof.¡±

    This statement was approved by many ghosts. Everyone stared at the big villas with more than four floors, and some lamented that there was no manor.

    "There's also a Ferrari. I didn't expect that I wouldn't be able to drive it when I was alive, but I would be able to enjoy it when I'm dead."

    "I like Bentley, not because I think it's expensive, but because the chicken wings on the logo look really nice."

    A group of ghosts looked at those photos and pointed, and Jiang Liu would boast from time to time, "Ma'am, you have a good eye, this villa is magnificent, or you can come and say, sir, you are handsome, and only a Rolls-Royce is suitable for you."  Those grieving ghosts were amused.

    But not all grieving ghosts are so easy to fool, like Liu Yanan, she did not participate in this topic at all, but was shrouded in a cloud of resentment, watching Jiang Liu vigilantly.

    She was also the one who was injured by the golden light of merit on Jiang Liu's body just now, and now she was afraid and did not dare to do it again.

    It's done. The corpse puppets are about to come to support the ghost messengers who are surrounded by ghosts. Looking at this lively symposium, they sent out spiritual torture.

    Who am I, where am I, is the MLM person in front of me my colleague?

    It turns out that these days, can ghosts still be destroyed like this?  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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