Screenwriter Mystery

"This……"

Chinatown, inside Qian Kee grocery store.

Looking at the three ghosts who were beaten by Lin Jiuying and scurrying about, several local Chinese felt that their brains were not enough.

Obviously, the previous second was a proper plot development of a horror movie.

As a result, Lin Jiuying turned into a comedy in a blink of an eye.

Because they didn't open their eyes, they couldn't see the full picture of the three ghosts. However, under the influence of the smoke, they could probably still see a few vague figures being chased and beaten by Lin Jiuying holding willow branches.

"Old Qian, what kind of immortal is this Taoist priest, so fierce."

"Authentic Maoshan Taoist priest."

Hearing the inquiries of others, Lao Qian subconsciously puffed out his chest and said with a proud expression.

He touched the thick stack of banknotes in his hand, and glanced at the three ghosts crying and howling in Lin Jiuying's hands, the depression in his heart finally eased somewhat.

Before the mahjong table, you pitted me so miserably, and now I will be punished.

"what!"

Once again, he was hit by a willow branch and let out a shrill scream.

Uncle Yu stuck his tongue out like a long whip around the electric fan above his head, his skinny body jumped up like a toad, and clinging to the fan page on the roof, Uncle Yu lowered his head and looked negatively at the fan below. Lin Jiuying said, "Enough is enough, stinky Taoist priest, don't think we are really afraid of you!"

"It really annoys us, once the fish die and the net is broken, don't think about it any better!"

Following Uncle Yu's warning, the remaining two ghosts also took on fierce looks, and if they disagreed, they would die together.

After all, the current situation is too embarrassing for them.

In the past, they were always the only ones scaring people and hurting people. When did they become chased and beaten.

Shaking the willow branch in her hand, Lin Jiuying looked at the obsessive three ghosts in front of her, her eyebrows wrinkled with the word 'one'.

"In my life, what I hate the most is threats, especially the threats of ghosts."

As he spoke, Lin Jiuying grabbed the willow branch in his hand and aimed at the three ghosts in front of him, and at the same time shouted to the apprentice behind him without looking back.

"Ahao, prepare the talisman."

"Okay, master."

Running away from the mahjong table, Ah Hao has been waiting in front of the altar.

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, she immediately took out a yellow cloth from her luggage.

This is not an ordinary cloth, but a talisman cloth that Lin Jiuying specially placed in front of the ancestors of the Maoshan faction for seven, seven and forty-nine days.

"Uncle Qian, help me pull it."

Taking out the talisman, Ah Hao looked left and right, and hurriedly shouted to the old money beside him.

"Oh oh!"

Hearing Ah Hao's words, Lao Qian was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted, shoved the stack of paper money in his hand into his pocket, and reached out to take the cloth head.

Seeing that Lao Qian didn't forget the stack of paper money in his hand at this time, Ahao's face flashed a speechless expression. However, the situation in front of him didn't give him much time to complain, so he grabbed the other end of the talisman and spread it out in front of him, while not forgetting to shout to Lin Jiuying not far away.

"Master, the Fu cloth is ready."

In the living room, Lin Jiuying had been holding on to the willow branch and whipping the three ghosts.

However, the willow branch in his hand can only hurt ghosts, but can't really kill them.

Hearing the shouting from the front of the altar, Lin Jiuying's eyes changed, then she turned around three steps and made a slight jump with two steps before jumping back to the front of the altar.

"Hold on to the talisman."

Glancing at the two people holding the Fubu, Lin Jiuying explained.

Immediately, he flipped the willow branch in his hand and dipped it in the small bowl containing the rooster's blood. Then he waved his hand and turned the willow branch into a pen and wrote down on the Fubu dragon and phoenix dance in front of him - the decree of the ghost returning.

While writing, he still recited some words in his mouth: "Edict is ocean, sunrise in the east, I give a magical talisman, sweep away the ominous, spit out the fire of the mountains, the light of the Fu Feimen, mention the blame all over the sky and meet the world, break the plague Eating King Kong with the year, subduing the demons and the dead, and turning them into auspiciousness, the Supreme Laojun and my urgency are as urgent as the law."

This set of movements, Lin Jiuying performed extremely skillfully, obviously did not do less often.

Following the writing of several large characters on the talisman in front of him, the spell in his mouth ended at the same time.

Seeing this, Lin Jiuying did not hesitate too much, put down the willow branch in his hand, grabbed the talisman in front of him, and threw it over his head.

The rune cloth, which should have fallen directly, seemed to be pulled by an invisible force and stayed in the air. At the same time, the characters 'Edict Guigui' on the rune cloth began to flash red light, aiming at the three in the living room. ghost.

"what!"

Looking at the big characters flashing on the talisman, the three ghosts screamed again.

Uncle Yu, who was hanging on the electric fan, fell directly, and Brother Long and Aunt Tai, who had gloomy expressions, also showed pain.

The power of the Fu cloth is much stronger than the willow branches in Lin Jiuying's hands.

Being illuminated by the talisman, in just a few seconds, the three ghosts that were still in human form before their death turned into three light spots that flickered with blue light, and were sucked into the talisman.

Seeing this scene, Lin Jiuying jumped to the advantage, grabbed the talisman cloth in midair again, and wrapped it left and right to easily tie it into a ball of cloth.

At the same time, Ah Hao, who was waiting on the side, hurriedly handed over the vase that had been prepared earlier.

"Why is it a vase?!"

Looking at the wine box held in Ah Hao's hand, Lin Jiuying couldn't help raising some eyebrows.

"I can't do it, master, I just have time to find this, so I'll just let it go for a while."

To this, Ah Hao also answered helplessly.

They didn't expect to encounter such a thing on this trip abroad, because many of the props they should have had no time to prepare, and even the vase for the ghost was temporarily found in the grocery store.

Hearing Ah Hao's answer, Lin Jiuying could only helplessly shake her head, and laboriously stuffed the cloth ball in her hand into the vase in front of her. Pour the remaining rooster blood into the vase.

"This should be able to last for a while~www.readwn.com~ After doing all this, Lin Jiuying breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then explained to the apprentice in front of him. .

"Wait until early tomorrow morning, take the vase and expose it to the sun for three hours. When the vase stops moving, put it away."

Hearing Lin Jiuying's explanation, Ah Hao nodded quickly, and then asked curiously.

"Master, can you kill these three ghosts in this way?"

"Will not."

Shaking her head, Lin Jiuying glanced at the people in front of her and replied casually.

"But it can make them uncomfortable for a while. Who told me that the stinky Taoist priest was so happy just now."

Hearing Lin Jiuying's words, Ah Hao's face suddenly showed a clear expression, and at the same time he muttered to himself.

"Sure enough, I knew that the master was careful, and even ghosts didn't let go."