Several wandering ghosts knelt on the ground, kowtowed, not daring to raise their heads at all, their whole bodies trembling.
The immortal aura emanating from Jiangshan's body was absolutely terrifying to these guys, even more terrifying than the so-called Black and White Impermanence.
"You lonely ghosts, wandering the world in the middle of the night and scaring ordinary people, this is already a serious mistake. I think you are ready to die!"
boom.
Jiang Shan snorted coldly, and these guys started crying loudly and begging for mercy.
"Great Immortal, Great Immortal, please spare my life!"
"We are forced to do this. We can't reincarnate, and we are trapped under this hotel. The pain is unbearable. Please have mercy on us, Great Immortal."
The so-called Brother Agui hurriedly begged for mercy in panic. Jiangshan took a deep breath when he heard this.
"How many corpses are there under this building?"
Jiangshan paused and asked slowly.
"There are thirty-six corpses in total. Only five of us have come out tonight. The others are all downstairs. Great Immortal, please observe clearly. Great Immortal, please observe clearly."
Brother Agui begged for mercy again, and Jiangshan nodded.
He was ready to see what was going on. If he hadn't encountered it, he wouldn't have said anything. But since he had encountered it, he couldn't just ignore it. Otherwise, this group of wandering ghosts would cause who knows how much trouble they would cause.
"You guys follow me."
As he spoke, Jiang Shan nodded towards Ye Qingcheng, then opened the door and walked out. Brother Agui and the other guys quickly stood up and followed him out.
A few minutes later, Jiang Shan came to the general manager's office on the top floor and knocked on the door gently. Half a minute later, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses came over and opened the door.
"Who are you?"
The man asked in a serious tone.
"I'm looking for your boss."
Jiangshan walked straight into the house without saying a word. The man hurriedly tried to pull Jiangshan, but it was too late. Jiangshan had already entered the house.
"Xiao Li, who is he!"
A man in his sixties was sitting at the desk in the room. When he saw Jiangshan come in, he asked in a deep voice with a frown on his forehead. Beside him stood a big monk in a cassock.
"Boss...I don't know either. He just barged in."
This so-called Xiao Li quickly shook his head and said.
"Are you the boss?"
Jiangshan asked the man at the desk, and the man nodded.
"Your hotel is haunted."
Jiangshan didn't waste any words and sat down directly on the leather sofa opposite the desk and spoke softly. As soon as he said this, the boss at the desk didn't say anything, but the big monk standing next to him took a step forward.
"What are you talking about!"
"How could this place be haunted? This is the age of science. What are you talking about here? Manager Li, why don't you kick him out right now?"
The big monk waved his hand with a gloomy face and said, but Jiangshan suddenly laughed.
"A guilty conscience is always present. If you have it, you have it. If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why are you trying to hide it? Are you, a grown monk, coming here in the middle of the night just to have fun?"
As he spoke, Jiangshan stood up and walked to the desk. He looked at the boss who had a serious expression on his face, nodded, and then glanced around the office.
"Did you build this hotel yourself?"
Jiangshan asked calmly.
"Yes, it was built by my own construction team. What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
The boss asked with some confusion.
He didn't quite understand what Jiangshan said. Why did the topic suddenly turn to the so-called hotel construction? What does this have to do with hauntings?
"There are thirty-six bodies buried beneath your hotel. I'm wondering why you didn't dig them out when you built it."
"As a result, these 36 wandering ghosts are unable to reincarnate, and are trapped beneath this hotel every day, constantly terrorizing the residents."
Jiang Shan asked softly, somewhat puzzled.
"Thirty-six corpses?"
"impossible!"
When the boss heard this, he stood up and shook his head.
"Back then, I asked the most famous Feng Shui master in this city to take a look. He said there was nothing underneath, and the Feng Shui was excellent."
"What you just said is correct. The hotel is indeed haunted, but Master Wuzhen said that the hotel is haunted because some guests have attracted some unclean things."
"Besides, Master Wuzhen has already performed a ritual to drive away all the wandering ghosts in the hotel. There are no ghosts in the hotel anymore."
The boss said this with great confidence, and Jiangshan was immediately happy when he heard this.
The big, pot-bellied monk next to him performed a ritual and drove away all the wandering ghosts?
Bullshit!
No matter how you look at this guy, he looks like a director who's here to make a guest appearance. Look at his beer belly, he looks like he's six or seven months pregnant. How does he look like a monk at all?
He also performed rituals to drive away ghosts, which is pure nonsense.
"Yes, benefactor, I have cast a spell to drive away all the wandering ghosts in this hotel and opened the Yangguan Pass. You can stay here with peace of mind."
"Nothing like this will happen again in the future."
The so-called monk Wuzhen also nodded and spoke in a pretentious manner.
"You said you drove away the ghosts?"
"But why don't I believe it?"
Jiangshan glanced at Monk Wuzhen and asked lightly. When Monk Wuzhen heard this, his eyes suddenly stood up. There was no mercy in his eyes at all, but full of hostility.
"nonsense!"
"What do you know? My methods are beyond the reach of a mere mortal like you. Leave quickly. I will show my mercy and not argue with you."
Monk Wuzhen said hurriedly in a low voice.
"My dear brother, Master Wuzhen came down from that thousand-year-old temple on the mountain. He is a true eminent monk with profound knowledge of Buddhism. He cannot be wrong."
"You have some misunderstandings."
The boss on the side also nodded repeatedly and said.
The thousand-year-old temple, Shaolin Temple?
"Oh, let me guess, how much did the monk ask you for the ritual? One hundred thousand, or two hundred thousand?"
Suddenly, Jiangshan changed the subject and smiled indifferently.
This monk is simply a big liar. He dares to deny everything when he meets Jiangshan. If Jiangshan doesn't expose his true colors, he is not Jiangshan!
"Two million!"
"We spent two million."
Manager Li at the door quickly stretched out two fingers and said.
"However, Master Wuzhen is usually very busy with rituals, and he can spare some time to come here to perform a ritual. Two million is really not expensive."
Manager Li then explained.
Two million?
"Hey, old bald donkey, you're quite evil. You come here and pretend to be so pretentious, and you ask for two million. Tsk tsk... I've really learned something new."
Jiangshan smiled coldly and said indifferently.
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