Ever since it snuggled into Lu Mengmeng's arms, the cat has become as docile as a towel, clearly trying to please their little one.
For the first time, Lu Haotian felt that his little bean sprout was also a golden thigh that even fairies would cling to.
They stayed at Liang Cinema for two days. Although the strange things continued, no one else died.
The crowd gradually came to believe that it was alright for Master Juechen to be having strange occurrences; these were all aftereffects of the exorcism.
The ghost that was caught must be the chicken-selling ghost.
Master Juechen, with his otherworldly and ethereal appearance, prepared to pack his things tonight and leave first thing tomorrow morning.
Look at Lu Haotian and Wang Mingyu; their eyes are full of disdain.
“I’ve said it before, there’s nothing else at all.”
Don't compare yourself to others with such a welcoming attitude in the future; it's very impolite.
Wang Mingyu turned her face away and touched her nose, feeling somewhat embarrassed that her previous suspicions had been directly exposed.
Just then: "Chickens for sale! Chicks, roosters, and old hens for soup!"
A shout rang out from all directions of the mountains.
The faces of everyone immediately turned ugly.
Isn't this the chicken-selling ghost that was eliminated?
All eyes turned to Master Juechen.
Old Chen quickly grabbed Master Juechen's arm.
He asked anxiously, "Master Juechen, what's going on? Didn't you say the exorcism was complete?"
Why is this ghost out again?
You'd better think of something quickly!
Although Old Chen is an ordinary person, he is still a robust man in his forties.
He has incredible strength in his hands.
Master Juechen's arm was pinched so hard it hurt.
His face was also a little pale, I don’t know if it was from the pain or from being scared.
He shoved Old Chen's hand away.
The pressure-filled voice said, "It seems this ghost is more powerful than the old immortal I invited."
You should find someone else; I'll transfer the money to you.
You'll regret it!
As he spoke, he grabbed the things and tried to run away.
She had initially thought they were just ordinary ghosts.
But now that I've actually seen it, I realize how serious the situation is.
Such a vast mountain, with shouts coming from all directions—this must be at least the strength of a Ghost King!
How could he possibly handle that?
Old Chen was naturally unwilling to let this lifeline slip away.
He rushed forward and hugged Master Juechen around the waist.
The voice cried out anxiously, "This isn't about money!"
This is a matter of life and death!
You should have thought of something quickly!
Otherwise, someone would definitely die again tonight!
Master Juechen tried to shake him off, but Old Chen's strength was simply too great.
The two of them were like flags tossed about by the wind, twisting and turning in place.
Lu Haotian didn't want to watch these two fool around here.
He said to Lu Mengmeng, "Let's go see who it is first."
Lu Mengmeng nodded obediently.
Ghosts and fairies are different.
They all carried an extremely heavy yin energy.
The stronger the ghost, the heavier its yin energy.
She didn't sense any powerful ghosts or monsters nearby.
The two jogged up the mountain and discovered what "modern-day ghosts" really meant.
Lu Mengmeng held a small tree branch and pointed it at the mushroom-shaped megaphone on the ground.
She said in a childish voice, "This megaphone is even cuter than Mengmeng's!"
Mengmeng wants one too~
Lu Haotian looked at the loudspeaker with a grim expression.
The voice of the chicken seller did indeed come from all directions.
However, it's not that only powerful ghosts can make sounds come from all directions.
Instead, loudspeakers were placed in all directions.
It can play the speaker's voice from all directions.
This is clearly a charade!
Lu Haotian immediately called Wang Mingyu and asked him to find out what was going on.
Wang Mingyu, who was originally performing Peking Opera, was filled with righteous indignation after hearing these words.
I wish I could eat that inhuman guy alive!
He was furious and called someone to investigate.
Less than five minutes later, Lu Haotian's phone rang again.
Wang Mingyu's somewhat helpless voice came from the phone.
"That loudspeaker belongs to a chicken slaughterhouse on the hillside."
That chicken slaughterhouse has been raising chickens for 30 years.
To make the chickens taste better, or simply as a gimmick, the owners of the chicken slaughterhouse play music for the chickens every day.
These loudspeakers scattered all over the hillside were installed by the owner for the chickens to hear.
In the past, the people in the sanatorium could hear beautiful music every day, which would resound from all over the mountains and fields.
But ever since that airport suddenly closed, I haven't heard that music again.
It seems that everyone is on edge because of the constant deaths lately.
That's why I was overly nervous.
Lu Haotian frowned, and asked with some doubt, "Do you know why he suddenly shut it down?"
It's said that they've been slaughtering chickens for 30 years, so they're considered a long-established brand. How can they just close down like that?
Wang Mingyu wasn't quite sure of the specific reasons either.
He only said to Lu Haotian, "I don't know the specific reason either."
I had someone find out the factory manager's address for us; we can go take a look.
There are indeed some other unbelievable things about Lu Haotian.
When the time comes, he will bring the little bean, and the little bean will display its great power, and Wang Mingyu will then realize that something is wrong.
Although their little devil's disguise was already in jeopardy.
But wearing an extra layer of clothing will still keep you warm.
If you can keep the vest on, then don't take it off.
He dared not let Wang Mingyu see it.
He said directly to Wang Mingyu, "No need, just give me the address. You can keep things in order at the sanatorium."
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