"Build a temple? You are very ambitious!" Chen Hao sneered.

The old white-haired ghost dared not refute.

"But even if you are a ghost, you should have your own dreams. I don't object to this." Chen Hao continued.

The white-haired old ghost's eyes lit up.

"But, since you have met it, we must figure it out clearly. I am a Taoist priest and you are an evil ghost. Even if you kill a bad person, that's not a human being. Killing people is wrong."

The old white-haired ghost fell to his knees in fear and said tremblingly, "Master, be kind, I really have never killed an innocent person."

"Allah, I did not say what I would do to you, but your state is very suitable for one of my plans."

"Master, you said, as long as I can do it, I will go to the sword mountain... Uh, I will die." The white-haired old ghost hurriedly expressed his opinion.

Chen Hao said: "You must have built a temple to become a god. It depends on your soul and breath. It seems that your family has achieved some achievements after death, and it is similar to the spirit and soul. It is very good. I can give you a talisman edict to give you the foundation for becoming a god, and then send you to a place to become a god. It depends on whether you are willing to fight. If you fail, then forget it. If you succeed, how much you achieve, how much reward you will give me. What do you think?"

The old white-haired ghost asked excitedly: "Master, you didn't lie to me, are you?"

Chen Hao said: "Do you have a choice?"

The old white-haired ghost: "..."

"I'll go."

After taking a look at Chen Hao, the rooster, the black cat, and the blue butterfly, it made a wise choice.

Chen Hao smiled and said, "Very good. If you have this mentality, you may be able to make a fortune in other places. I am looking forward to your return."

As he said that, Chen Hao waved his hand and put the white-haired old ghost in his sleeve.

He sent another one away, the Long March, and took two steps.

Chen Hao smiled and turned around and looked at the broken shed.

After the boy entered, he was packing his things, but now he has no movement.

In Chen Hao's eyes, he saw a new soul floating quietly in the broken shed.

The young grandmother passed away.

This is also normal. It is already terminally ill, the five internal organs are exhausted, the medicine is unsuccessful, and it is in a state where the qi may be cut off at any time. It is entirely up to unknown who has good medical skills to prescribe a pair of Chinese medicine to kill his life.

Now the old man finally couldn't hold on anymore, and the young man seemed to have lost all his energy and was silent.

Chen Hao couldn't bear to see it.

From a bystander perspective.

This young man should have suffered a huge change in his family. He became stubborn, but he was filial to his parents. Without a way out, he chose the most extreme approach and robbery.

This behavior makes people hate and feel sad.

But sometimes the world is so fucked. No matter what era it is, there will always be some people's lives that are transformed alive, just like the way of heaven is so unfair to these people and is so forced. There is no reason at all.

"Grandma, you are alive and don't let me take revenge. Now that you are dead, I have some accounts, and I want to calculate them one by one. I, Meng Xiaohu, will never let those who owe me the Meng family to the point of being free and be proud."

Suddenly, the boy spoke, his tone filled with hatred.

Chen Hao was sighing inwardly, stunned when he heard this.

It’s not that I heard the test of revenge, but that this kid’s surname is Meng!

I'm sorry, is that a coincidence?

I was about to find a man named Meng when he appeared? Isn’t this an accident?

With a moving thought, Chen Hao walked towards the broken shed.

After entering, Chen Hao looked at the boy.

The boy knelt on the ground, lowered his head, tears fell, and his hands tightly clenched. The fierce aura on his body became stronger and stronger. It seemed that after losing everything, the anger and resentment that had been suppressed for a long time in his heart would no longer need to be covered up.

"Do you want to see your grandma?"

Just as the boy's resentment seemed to be about to become distorted, a sudden voice rang out.

The boy looked up and looked at Chen Hao, his eyes were blood-red and fierce light appeared. Like a wounded beast, anyone who dared to contact would be subject to his most fierce attack.

Chen Hao said calmly: "I can let you see your grandma, and even let it be with you and watch you grow up."

The boy was stunned and looked at Chen Hao in disbelief. After a while, he spoke, his voice a little hoarse: "My grandma, I'm dead."

Chen Hao laughed and said, "Whoever says he will die will not be able to see it, and he will not be able to grow up with you."

The boy's eyes widened.

Chen Hao no longer explained, but turned his hand and took out a spiritual incense, then burned it into smoke, allowing the new old man to absorb the soul and stabilize the soul.

Chen Hao then cast a spell and blessed the boy, allowing him to see the grandmother standing aside with a loving smile on her face.

The blood red in the boy's eyes dissipated, replaced by surprise, jumped up and ran over and shouted, "Grandma."

However, the young man passed through the old man and was stunned.

Chen Hao said: "Your grandma is dead, now she is in a state of soul. You are a living person. Humans and ghosts have different paths. Although I allow you to see and speak, you still cannot contact."

The boy looked at the old man sadly.

The old man smiled and shook his head, not saying anything, but his calm appearance was full of the old man's mentality of seeing through life and death.

"And, you can see your grandma, it is me who casts spells for you, so you can see them. When this magic power disappears, you will not see them." Chen Hao continued.

The boy was stunned and looked at Chen Hao: "What should I do so that you can help me?"

Chen Hao smiled and said, "You are very smart. To me, it is just a small matter. As long as you help me with one thing, I will help you."

The boy looked at Chen Hao and said nothing.

Chen Hao waved his hand and a small stone bowl appeared in his hand, just about to explain.

But the next moment, a situation that made Chen Hao confused appeared.

After the stone bowl appeared, it suddenly flew out and then hit the boy's head.

The boy was hit by a stone bowl and suffered pain. He reached out to cover his forehead, and then stared at Chen Hao angrily.

It’s not that I haven’t beaten you, I know I can’t beat you, but you don’t need to attack me!

Chen Hao's mouth twitched, and he ignored the boy, but looked at Shi Wan with a speechless look on his face.

Your uncle, who made you smash people?

After contacting the mind, Chen Hao asked about the phantom of the long hair in the stone bowl.

"What's going on in your situation? How can you smash people around?"

The long hair phantom said, "It was my sister who asked me to do it. It said, after you took me out, the first person you saw was definitely smashed."

Chen Hao was angry: "What it is looking for is Meng Po. Do you know? This is a man, can't you tell whether you can tell a difference between men and women?"

"I did it as my elder sister told me, and he is the only living person here. I dare not disobey my elder sister's words." After saying the long hair phantom, he continued: "And my elder sister told me that if I found someone, I can help him with the second plan.

, as long as you follow the plan, you can succeed.”

Chen Hao was stunned.

Can men succeed?

Is that still Meng Po?
Chapter completed!