Chapter 961: Tragedy sister conquers fear of ghost president 4

Chapter 961: Tragedy sister conquers fear of ghost president 4

"The target of this mission has appeared, the current favorability is 0, and the favorability value is lower than the warning line!"

He is Dihua's avatar in this plane. Thinking of this, Shu Ange has the urge to laugh.

It is really difficult for her to associate the word fear of ghosts with Dihua. In the past, he has never shown such an attribute.

The favorability score of "0" is too strange, Shu Ange thought for a moment, suspecting that he was thinking of her as A Piao.

"Sir, don't be afraid, I'll take you out of the teaching building."

Shu Ange persuaded in a good voice, Cui Yingjun closed his eyes tightly and waved the jade pendant around his neck indiscriminately: "Stay away from me, you can't fool me!"

He is not an ordinary person who is afraid of ghosts, Shu Ange sighed, and at this moment, the boy in the white shirt with the terrifying face before rushed towards her again bloody. .

Shu Ange took out the peach wood sword and talisman from his bag and shouted, "Retreat!"

The talisman fell on the boy in the white shirt, and with a "bang", a brilliant flame was aroused, and he screamed and floated back a few steps.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you!"

The youth in the white shirt has a much weaker breath, but his eyes without the whites of his eyes look even crazier.

"Dust returns to dust, dirt returns to dirt, if you continue to be obsessed, there is only one way to go!"

Shu Ange's righteous and awe-inspiring voice made Cui Yingjun feel a little more secure. He covered his eyes with his hands and quietly left a gap to peep at the scene in front of him.

The evil ghost who had been pestering him just now and kept blowing into his neck was now hiding seven or eight meters away.

The girl with her back turned to him was sassy and upright, holding a peach wood sword in her hand, and threw out two folded talismans, which made Cui Yingjun feel a little more secure in her uneasy heart.

"Master, this Specter has done a lot of evil, you must accept him! I'm willing to pay, a lot of money."

Cui Yingjun has a weak character and is often entangled in unclean things. The elders in the family love him, so he searched for masters all over the country, seeking various solutions.

The jade pendant on his body is the amulet that has been opened from the eminent monk, but Cui Yingjun has hit the evil too many times, and even the amulet is not enough.

"The target character's favorability is +20, and the current favorability is 20."

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Shu Ange took out a few peach wood nails from his pocket and threw them at Li Gui. The five peach wood nails just nailed his limbs and head.

Li Gui was pinned to the ground, unable to move, and let out a mournful wailing sound, Cui Yingjun shrank his shoulders, clinging to the wall, not daring to open his eyes.

Shu Ange shuttled through the dark fog with strong yin, and used eight evil talismans to form a simple formation, and then stood at the eye of the formation and drank: "Xuanzong of heaven and earth, the root of all qi is rooted, and it is widely cultivated for ten thousand calamities. Inside and outside the three realms of supernatural powers, the Tao is the only one, and the body has a golden light that reflects my body!"

The girl's clear voice captured the soul, and Cui Yingjun only felt a breath of turbid air in her chest dissipate along with her clear mantra, and the thick and solid black mist disappeared.

The yin qi was gone, and the boy who had a grim face before disappeared completely into the sky and the earth.

The moonlight slanted in the hall, and the sound of fireworks in the distance was particularly clear.

Cui Yingjun opened his eyes and looked at Shu Ange's back with a trembling voice: "Thank you for your help, Master Cui Yingjun, I don't know what to call Master?"

Shu Ange turned around slowly, and the moment his eyes met Cui Yingjun's, he was so frightened that he leaned against the wall and shouted loudly, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

The girl's skin in front of her was crystal clear and luminous, more delicate and moister than the best jade, which made Cui Yingjun think of things like foxes, ghosts and monsters.

But thinking that the other party had used all his strength to exorcise and save his life just now, Cui Yingjun calmed down and looked at the girl's feet.

The moonlight shone on her, and her shadow was as slender as herself. Cui Yingjun tidied up his neckline and shyly said, "I'm sorry, I'm too nervous, please forgive me."

Although the other party looked like a young girl, Cui Yingjun still spoke to him in the tone of treating his elders.

Because over the years, he has seen more than once a monk who is nearly forty years old and has a slender figure like a twenty-eight girl.

The age of these monks cannot be judged by their eyes and ears alone.

Being called out by Cui Yingjun one by one from the master, Shu Ange was a little bit different.

"Hello, Mr. Cui, I'm not a master, I'm a student of this school, and I just know some Taoism."

"Are you a student?"

Cui Yingjun looked at Shu Ange up and down, only to realize that she was dressed very plainly, with a backpack on her shoulders. Except for the peach wood sword in her hand, she looked no different from an ordinary college student.

"Yes, does Mr. Cui want to go downstairs together?"

Shu Ange's eyes fell on Cui Yingjun's trembling calf. He tried to stand up straight and cleared his throat: "Okay, okay, I don't know what you call Master?"

Fear caused Cui Yingjun's IQ to drop significantly, and he once again used the word "master" to address Shu Ange.

"My name is Feng Jinjin. Mr. Cui looks a little weak. You should bring these three talismans on your body first, and you can usually avoid evil spirits."

Shu Ange generously handed Cui Yingjun three folded talismans. He accepted it as a treasure and thanked him again: "Thank you Master Feng, Cui has an unkind request, can you take me home?"

Asking a little girl who is studying in college to send him home is the most cowardly thing Cui Yingjun has done in his life.

But when he thought of the Specter who was blowing cold air on his neck, Cui Yingjun's legs were like sieves, and the road was almost unsteady.

Shu Ange took out his phone and checked the time, it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Cui Yingjun immediately reacted to Shu Ange's concerns, and he hurriedly explained: "It's too late, I don't dare to bother Master Feng. After sending me back, you can choose to stay in the guest room in my villa, or you can stay in the five In a star-rated hotel, at the same time, I will also offer some small thoughts."

His sincere words made Shu Ange couldn't help showing a smile: "I don't choose where to live, it's fate to meet, so it doesn't matter if I give Mr. Cui a ride."

With Shu Ange's words, Cui Yingjun breathed a long sigh of relief, and his legs were not shaking so much.

The two walked down the stairs, Cui Yingjun complained with a gloomy face: "Master Feng, am I really in a bad mood? Even if I come to the university to give a lecture, I will also get entangled in dirty things."

In front of the girl, Cui Yingjun didn't want to mention that he was in good health. Who would have thought that he would start to have a stomachache as soon as the lecture was over. When he came out of the bathroom, he was the only one left on the entire floor.

"Mr. Cui, don't take it to heart. People's fate is unpredictable, and good and bad are interdependent. Like you, although the character is weak, you are good at business and wealth."

"Hey, Master Feng still looks at pictures? My fortune is really good. I used to ask Master to approve the eight characters for me."