When Chen Hao came to the ancient city, he discovered that many abnormal evil spirits were also surrounded by the ancient city.

These evil spirits are already very weak, floating around, and seem to be assimilating by various qi in the world, without much impact.

However, after so long, the ancient city no longer felt peaceful and peaceful, and it seemed that there was more impetuousness. People walking on the road became hurried. If there were some harmless accidents, it would easily cause quarrels and even attack.

In addition, there are ghosts lurking in many places in the ancient city, some of which are evil spirits and evil spirits.

This scene of discovery made Chen Hao frown.

How come a small town has become like this?

What kind of thing was created to make the unusual evil spirit? Is it just to influence the stranger to transform the ghost? But this transformation is only for a short period of time and is useless at all?

With confusion, Chen Hao came to a street.

This street is where Chen Hao once bought something from underworld. The owner of the underworld shop had a wife who made him envious and amazed.

At this time, there was a ghost lurking in a house on this street, and there was also a person in this house who was weak in his anger and his life was in the evening.

This is, the evil ghosts in broad daylight also came out to harm people? This is a little too fierce!

Getting off the hearse, Chen Hao approached the house.

The street storefronts sell things, and the house where the ghost is located sells... lottery tickets!

At this time, there were no guests in the lottery station, but only a pale middle-aged man.

He sat in front of the ticket machine and was catching tickets frantically, and he made it out one by one. On the table next to him, a pile of lottery tickets were piled up like a hill.

Chen Hao came in, and the middle-aged man didn't even look at him, and continued to vote for himself.

Chen Hao smiled, walked to the counter, and said, "Boss, I want two scratch cards." He said that, and took out twenty yuan to put it down. Then he tore two and started scratching them.

The first picture was scratched away, and Chen Hao said in surprise: "Boss, do you see if you win the prize? It seems like you have 5,000 yuan!"

The middle-aged man remained indifferent and continued to vote.

Chen Hao ignored him, scratched the second one, and then said in surprise: "Two hundred thousand, I won 200,000!"

Now the middle-aged man finally stopped placing tickets in a crazy way and looked up at the tickets in Chen Hao's hand. When he saw this, he was overjoyed and directly reached out to grab them.

However, the middle-aged man did not snatch this time and looked at Chen Hao in surprise.

Chen Hao grinned: "One ticket is five thousand, one ticket is twenty hundred thousand, you are the store owner, should you cash it for me?"

The middle-aged man stared at Chen Hao and said in a cold tone: "Give it to me, otherwise, you will die."

Chen Hao narrowed his eyes: "If you don't exchange money, you will die again."

The middle-aged man was furious and stood up and rushed towards Chen Hao.

Chen Hao easily grabbed his collar, then rose up and smashed it to the ground.

However, the middle-aged man seemed to have no pain, regardless of it, struggling wildly!

Chen Hao laughed, pinched the magic trick with his hands, and a flash of inspiration flashed. In an instant, the middle-aged man screamed, and then a phantom was caught by Chen Hao.

Seeing the phantom, Chen Hao discovered that this was a man in his forties and looked very sloppy. He looked fierce and even if he was caught by Chen Hao, he looked unwilling to give in.
Chapter completed!