Is the fierce ghost very fierce? I have 100 million layers of Jiuyang magic power.

Jiang Xun, who had just walked out of the door of the crown buffet, was holding a gift box containing the statue of Guanyin who was crying and laughing, and the exclusive annual pass of the buffet was put into his pocket.

Casually beckoning to the taxi in the noisy and lively market in front of him, Jiang Xun quietly waited for the taxi to pull over.

Since it is still daytime, it is not the business hours of the ghost driver Lao Huang. Therefore, Jiang Xun couldn't get Lao Huang to send him home.

It may be that after Lao Huang's level has improved, he can withstand the daytime heat and sun exposure before he can drive a ghost car to appear in the broad daylight and become Jiang Xun's exclusive driver around the clock.

Soon.

Taxi pulled over.

Jiang Xun held the crying and laughing Guanyin and got into the car.

The taxi driver was a very talkative bald middle-aged man, and after asking Jiang Xun's destination, he seemed to open a chatterbox.

After driving for about half an hour, the driver smoothly sent Jiang Xun to the street not far from the funeral home in the suburbs.

Opening the car door and paying the fare, Jiang Xun left with a crying and laughing Guanyin.

Return to the funeral home along familiar streets.

As soon as he returned to the funeral home, Jiang Xun opened the gift box, picked up the statue of Guanyin and placed it on the computer desk in the room. And casually took out the buffet privilege annual pass in his pocket and put it in the drawer of the computer desk.

Although when he left the restaurant just now, the manager of the Crown Cafeteria solemnly promised that Jiang Xun could let Jiang Xun eat three meals a day in the cafeteria for free. But Jiang Xun won't really run to the Crown Cafeteria every day, it's good to go once in a while, and it's always a little embarrassing to go more.

With his huge food consumption, if he spends three meals a day in the Crown Cafeteria, the other party will lose at least millions a year.

"On the way back, 1 more ghost qi has been added."

Jiang Xun looked at the statue of Guanyin and thought thoughtfully.

In the end, how much ghost qi can this statue of Weeping and Laughing Guanyin provide him?

Now Jiang Xun's ghost qi value has accumulated to 55 points.

That's an unprecedented amount of money!

In the following period, Jiang Xun no longer observed the statue of Weeping and Laughing Guanyin.

He took out his phone, opened the supernatural forum, and observed some posts and tasks on the supernatural forum to see more relevant information about ghosts.

Posts in the supernatural forum chat area are refreshed almost every minute, and more and more posts appear, mainly describing the various strange changes that have occurred around the world recently.

All the posts revolve around ghosts.

From these posts, Jiang Xun got more basic common sense as he wished. In the final analysis, although his current strength is very strong, he can be said to be the top in Linjiang City. But for the basic common sense of some powerful ghosts, his understanding of nature is far inferior to those senior awakened people.

And the posts posted in the chat area of the supernatural forum can allow Jiang Xun to absorb a lot of valuable knowledge from it and expand his understanding of ghosts.

To deal with powerful ghosts, many times you also need to use your brain, relying on your fists alone to be reckless, afraid that you don't know how to die in the end.

Of course.

Jiang Xun's method of dealing with powerful ghosts is more inclined to use his own pair of iron fists to blast all those arrogant and domineering powerful ghosts!

But being able to learn more about ghosts is naturally beneficial and harmless.

Gradually.

While Jiang Xun was immersed in the various posts of the supernatural forum, time passed silently.

In the blink of an eye, an afternoon passed.

It's evening.

Throughout the afternoon, Jiang Xun was almost immersed in the supernatural forum, and from the chat section posts of the forum, he saw a lot of unknown Mi Xin.

In addition, his understanding of ghosts has become richer.

His brain is like a sponge, frantically absorbing the knowledge of posts posted in supernatural forums.

When he noticed that it was getting late, Jiang Xuncai withdrew from the supernatural forum without end, and after charging his mobile phone, he immediately felt the hunger transmitted from his abdomen.

The meat he ate at the Crown Cafeteria at noon was only a few hundred pounds, but in just one afternoon, Jiang Xun had already digested it all.

Jiang Xun had already discovered that he was not the same as those awakened.

Strictly speaking, he is not an awakened person, just a person who practices martial arts. The only thing that is different from those who practice martial arts is that his martial arts skills are so much higher than those who practice martial arts.

Awakened people do not need to be like Jiang Xun, and they need to eat a lot of food for three meals a day to supplement the daily consumption of the body.

Jiang Xun is different.

Compared to those ordinary martial arts practitioners, he was so much stronger, and the energy he needed to consume every day was very huge.

It is the so-called poor culture and rich martial arts.

Ordinary martial arts practitioners need to eat several times more food every day than ordinary people. What's more, it was still a martial artist like Jiang Xun who cultivated martial arts to an extremely high realm.

Jiang Xun, who stayed at home for almost an afternoon, was too lazy to go out the door again. So I had to use my mobile phone to log in to the takeaway platform and ordered more than a dozen takeaways.

Half an hour later.

More than a dozen takeaways were all delivered.

After sending away the takeaway brother, Jiang Xun brought more than a dozen takeaways to the room, and then there was a gobbling.

After eating and drinking.

Jiang Xun rubbed his stomach and lay on the bed with a comfortable face.

It may be that the period from morning to noon is too rushing, Jiang Xun immediately felt a sense of sleepiness hit him, closed his eyes slightly, and soon lay on the bed with an even breathing sound.

......

A dim, hazy world.

The white mist

was over, and he couldn't see his five fingers.

Jiang Xun suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the completely unfamiliar environment around him.

"Here is..." Confused

and puzzled, his face became a little more solemn.

Right at this moment.

The whole world is spinning.

Boom -

the heavenly dome seemed to have been torn through a gap.

A dim hole appeared in the sky.

The extremely oppressive aura rushed to his face, making it difficult for Jiang Xun's oppressed desire to breathe.

It was as if the sky had fallen.

The feeling of oppression is completely indescribable.

Meanwhile.

A statue surrounded by black ink-like lines, towering above the clouds, revealing its true body from the torn cave of the heavenly dome.

It was a statue of Guanyin!

The front side is a smiling face and the reverse side is a crying face.

Combined with the black gas floating around it, this huge statue of Crying and Laughing Guanyin like a building sets off everyone hideous, terrifying, weird, and forested.

The statue of Guanyin slowly turned around, facing Jiang Xun with a crying face, looking down condescendingly, those eyes suddenly opened, and the scarlet eyes like demons were full of resentment, anger, hatred, and tyranny.

This statue of Weeping and Laughing Guanyin is very evil, as if it is the embodiment of an evil spirit who has sunk into hell, which is very different from the Guanyin of the Pudu beings told by the Buddha.

If the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the Buddha Gate is a living Buddha, then this crying and laughing Guanyin is an evil ghost, an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

The face is hideous and

terrifying.

"When you meet the Bodhisattva, why don't you worship?"

Crying Guanyin's angry eyes, he looked down at Jiang Xun coldly, and there was a sharp roar. This roar is like a hundred ghosts roaring, including the voice of a man, the voice of a woman, the voice of an old man, the childish voice of a child, etc., like a group of demons dancing, it is very harsh.

Seeing that Jiang Xun was still indifferent.

Crying and laughing Guanyin was extremely angry, slowly leaned out a giant hand and pressed down on Jiang Xun.

The giant hand pressed down, as if the entire sky had collapsed.

......

Phew -

Jiang Xun woke up in a dream and instantly straightened his body from the bed.

Blood appeared in his eyes, sweat stains appeared on his forehead, and his entire back was already wet with sweat, and his breathing rhythm seemed very disordered.

"What's going on?"

After a moment, calming down his violent ups and downs a little, Jiang Xun frowned and fell into deep thought.

Just now....

I seem to have a nightmare?

In my dream, I seem to see a crying and laughing Guanyin?

Wait a minute?!

Crying and laughing Guanyin?!

Is this a day and night dream?

Wrong.

Still not quite right.

Jiang Xun's eyelids drooped slightly, turned his head, and looked at the computer desk not far away.

But I saw that

I don't know when it started, and the statue of the crying and laughing Guanyin on the computer desk had disappeared without a trace.

It's as if it never existed.

But Ming Jiang Xun remembered very deeply that before going to sleep, he repeatedly confirmed that he had put the statue of Crying and Laughing Guanyin on the computer desk.

So here's the problem.

Where did the statue of Crying and Laughing Guanyin go?

Disappeared out of thin air?

Or was it stolen?

Or rather...

Did it really enter its own dream?!