Yan Ning couldn't help laughing. The female ghost for the foreman was conscious. He was about to send the female ghost to salvation, but the female ghost added: "Anyway, you are going to die when you look for Taijun Tian Guang, so you can tell you that you won't make trouble."

Yan Ning's smile stagnated: "What do you mean?"

The female ghost of the foreman shrugged: "I don't understand enough? A little Taoist priest like you, if you meet Taijun Tian Guang, you will die at all times!"

"Brother, get out of the way. This stinky woman looks down on you, so she rushes toward her and I have to beat her up!"

Before Yan Ning could speak, the wretched man lifted up his sleeves. Yan Ning immediately looked at the wretched man with admiration. Unexpectedly, this guy was quite patriotic, but Yan Ning waited for a long time but did not see the wretched man attacking him, so he said, "Why haven't you done it yet?"

The vulgar man's face turned red: "It's so ugly, I can't do it."

"What did you say!" When the female ghost in the foreman heard this, it was even more uncomfortable than beating her. She suddenly became fierce and wanted to pounce on the wretched man.

Seeing this, Yan Ning shouted loudly and pushed the vulgar man aside. He was sniffed by the foreman's female ghost, and his arm was suddenly covered with blood. This made Yan Ning angry:

"The Xuanzong of Heaven and Earth, Qiankun, governs the law, obeys the orders according to the law, and the Emperor of Divine Power will proclaim! Imperial order!"

I saw a silver needle coming out from somewhere, piercing the female ghost's head with golden light. The female ghost screamed and then turned into blue smoke and dissipated.

"I'll go, brother, what kind of spell are you? It's a bunker!" the despicable man shouted exaggeratedly.

Yan Ning gave him a blank look: "Stop talking nonsense, bandage me first."

A ghost like the foreman's female ghost, most of the ghost teeth have toxins. If it is not treated for a long time, the yin energy will enter the body and die sooner or later. Fortunately, Yan Ning's bloodline is special and he is not afraid of this poison.

The vulgar man saw Yan Ning's flying needle, and the expression in his eyes could no longer be described as admiration. If she were a woman, she might have untied her clothes and asked Yan Ning to give him a hug.

"Brother, can you accept me as your disciple?"

"Brother, which school do you belong to?"

"Brother, you have a great name!"

Yan Ning's head was almost blown up after a series of questions asked, but when he thought about it, his eyes suddenly showed a cunning look and he smiled at the vulgar man:

"I am a disciple of the Wumen in Maoshan. It's not impossible to accept you as a disciple, but our Wumen has rules and requires a small assessment to get started."

The vulgar man said anxiously: "What assessment?"

Yan Ning smiled and said, "You heard it just now. I will catch a Japanese ghost later. You must assist me at that time. You have to do whatever I ask you to do. If it succeeds, I will accept you as my disciple. If it fails... you know what the consequences will be."

The vulgar man was so scared that his whole body trembled: "The fat woman just said that there was a little Taoist priest who came to kill the Japanese ghost before, and the consequences seemed to be very miserable."

Yan Ning glared at him: "Who am I? The 13th generation single-lector disciple of the Wumen in Maoshan is not comparable to those little Taoists?"

The vulgar man thought about it, and finally gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I'll fight to learn two moves!"

Yan Ning patted his shoulder with a genius look: "I'm optimistic about you!"

In fact, the wretched man has a very poor wisdom. He has been overly lustful over the years and his body is as uncarved as a rotten wood. It is not suitable for practicing Taoism at all. But Yan Ning cannot hit other people's enthusiasm because of this, right?

Ahem, it’s not because Yan Ning needs a cannon fodder, absolutely not!

While speaking, the elevator had reached the top floor. With the ringing of the bell, Yan Ning and the vulgar man's nerves became tense. Five silver needles even appeared in Yan Ning's hand, ready to fight for a bloody path at any time.

The elevator door opened, and Yan Ning had raised the silver needle above his head, but the next moment he was stunned by the scene in front of him.

Behind the elevator, there is actually a huge bed!

That's right, a bed of 300 square meters!

There were more than a dozen female ghosts wearing exposed clothes lying on the bed. They fell to the ground in a row, with golden light on their eyes, like drunkards lying on the ground one by one.

"What's going on?" said the despicable man in a daze.

Yan Ning was also confused: "Can these ghosts take drugs?"

"Miss Flower!...Where is Miss Flower!"

In the middle of the bed, there was a man in a Japanese kimono blindfolded, stumbled around and grabbed him, playing hide and seek!

Yan Ning knew at a glance that this guy was Kubota Hiroshi, but he didn't expect that the enemy he had been waiting for for so long would look like this.

Yan Ning thought about it and suddenly a needle pricked the back of the vulgar man's head. The vulgar man felt a stinging pain. Then he opened his eyes, but found that he actually saw him. He was so scared that he shouted: "What are you doing?"

Yan Ning smiled and said, "Don't worry, didn't we just agree that you can do whatever I asked you to do."

"Am I dead?" said the despicable man nervously looking at his body.

Yan Ning said, "Don't worry, I just temporarily hooked up your soul. Later, you will pretend to be a female ghost and play with Kubota Hiroshi. Ghost in the future. I will save all these female ghosts first."

The vulgar man shuddered: "No, right? I am a big man, how can I pretend to be a female ghost?"

Yan Ning said with a grudge: "He is blindfolded now and can't see you, don't worry!"

Yan Ning said, kicking the vulgar man hard on the ass, and the vulgar man rolled and crawled to Kubota Hiroshi.

When Kubota Hikaru heard the movement, he laughed: "Miss Hua! You are here!"

The wretched man showed a smile that was even worse than crying, and a donkey rolled aside to hide. Kubota Hikaru was stunned, but Kubota Hikaru was not angry, but laughed happier: "Miss Hua, I really know how to do work!"

Yan Ning smiled aside so hard that his stomach hurt, but he soon became serious and quickly saved the female ghosts all over the ground, regardless of whether these female ghosts were good or bad.

After finally saving the female ghost, Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Kubota Hiroshi and found that he was having a lot of fun with the vulgar man.

The vulgar man cast a look of help from Yan Ning. Yan Ning made a gesture to signal him to hold on. He took out five small flags from SpongeBob's schoolbag and inserted them in four directions of the big bed, leaving the last yellow flag in his hand.

"Miss Hua, I've caught you!"

Before Yan Ning could take a breath, he heard Kubota Hikaru shouting. He quickly looked at it and found that the soul of the vulgar man was being held in Kubota Hikaru. Before Yan Ning had time to take action, Kubota Hikaru had kissed the vulgar man!

"I'll go fuck you!"

This time, the wretched man couldn't help it anymore, so he pushed Kubota Hiroshi away and did not forget to make up for it. Kubota Hiroshi was kicked and screamed. The wretched man became more and more excited as he beat him. For a moment, he forgot that the dear ghost king under his feet was.
Chapter completed!