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Chapter 4 She's here, she's here, and she's here(2/2)

In an instant he was angry and funny!

A few of us are like this, we often make people angry with our ridiculous words but at the same time feel happy. Even if we are cheated, we can still laugh at ourselves!

Suddenly I remembered the strange thing that happened last night.

Although he vomited in the end, he still had not lost his memory, and what happened yesterday seemed to be right in front of his eyes.

Fortunately, the female ghost did not come in at night and successfully escaped.

But can you outrun a monk or a nun? Can you escape the first day of the Lunar New Year or the fifth day of the Lunar New Year?

The matter must be resolved as soon as possible.

I was worried that the female ghost would come to claim my dog's life, so I washed myself briefly and decided to go home and find my grandpa first.

Although this bad old man is a dabbler, he still knows some tricks.

Unable to bear the fear in his heart any longer, he hurried out the door.

In fact, there are many masters who practice this kind of altar opening in urban areas. There is a dojo next to the crematorium in the west of the city. The master's name is Wuliang and he calls himself Tianzun.

Although that guy's name was arrogant, his outfit looked very professional. He wore a yellow Taoist robe, a mahogany sword, and his bald head with a cool hairstyle, which made him look decent.

I heard that some people were queuing up some time ago.

After thinking about it, the one last night was a red-clothed fierce ghost. Even if grandpa was asked to help, it would probably be difficult to deal with it.

If not, it might harm grandpa.

After much thought, I finally decided to go to the Wuliang Dojo in the west of the city first.

When I was walking along the roadside in the garden, I saw a blind fortune teller. One of his eyes was so blind that he could no longer be blind. The other eye was wearing a black mask of an ancient hero. There was a fortune teller in front of him.

I was walking in a hurry, and when I passed by him, the man said in a dignified manner: "Young man, my hall is dark, my eyebrows are slanted, my eyes are dull, and I lack moral virtue."

Waterfake.

Am I lacking moral integrity?

Grandma, you dare to scold me?
Chapter completed!
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