A New Character Every Month

The originally shaky defense was strengthened by a few points again, blocking the Buddhist beads outside.

"Major General, we can't last much longer."

A ghost guard said: "You run away, I will wait for the end."

Yang Shaocheng also felt a frightening aura from the Buddhist beads, and when he heard the voice of the ghost guard, he jumped up into the air and turned into a black light, trying to escape directly through the roof.

"Amitabha, the sea of ​​suffering is boundless, turn your head and see the shore."

Lin Zian took out a Zen stick from the storage space and threw it out instantly.

"Vajra Staff!"

The Zen stick emitted a bright Buddha light, and it covered more than half of the distance in an instant, and nailed it to Yang Shaocheng.

"Who dares to hurt my son?"

A shout sounded.

Suddenly, the bronze token appeared on Yang Shaocheng's body, and a powerful ghost energy emerged from it, blocking the Zen stick.

"Is there a backup?"

Lin Zian raised his mouth slightly, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the Zen stick: "Prajna Ba Mahong, kill ghosts!"

"You know this general is..."

The sound came abruptly.

The Zen staff immediately pierced through the blockade of the token's ghostly energy, and fixed Yang Shaocheng's ghostly body on the ceiling.

Seeing that the life-saving trump card left by his father was easily broken, Yang Shaocheng said in horror: "You can't kill me, my father is the king of ghosts!

"Amitabha."

Lin Zian clasped his hands together and said in a serious voice, "I am just taking you to the Western Paradise of Ultimate Bliss."

All of a sudden, the golden light of the Zen staff shines brightly.

Before Yang Shaocheng could speak, the ghost body turned into nothingness under the golden light.

"Major General!"

The Four Ghost Guards, who were immobilized by the Buddha beads, immediately exclaimed.

After just a few seconds, he thought that his successor was weak, and under the attack of the Buddha beads, he followed in the footsteps of their major general.

Seeing that the five ghosts were all gone and there were no other ghosts around, Lin Zian took back his Zen stick and rosary.

Looking back at a young man who had lost his life lying on the ground, he sighed slightly.

Originally, when he met this person during the day, he found that the other person had a deep ghostly aura, so he was going to help him.

But who would have thought that there are more monsters in this city than imagined.

After procrastinating on the road for a while, when I found this place, the ghost had already arrived one step ahead.

For this reason, he had to break the "door" violently.

Looking at the dozens of people around who hadn't come to their senses, Lin Zian changed his language and said, "I leave a mark here, which can protect my safety for three days. After three days, I need to go elsewhere."

After speaking, he flew upstairs through the hole and left quickly.

"John!"

A blond woman threw herself on top of John, crying bitterly.

In the basement, the others glanced at the only fallen John, and then looked up at the hole above his head, with extremely complicated expressions.

After coming out of that basement, Lin Zian walked through the street and walked out of the city.

Now, it has been a year since he came into this world.

He also came to the Western Continent from the Eastern Continent.

Every time I come to a city, I will stay for a few days. After solving the hidden dangers, I will quickly rush to the next place.

It feels like a tired tool man again.

There is little time for rest.

Compared with the Eastern Continent, the situation in the Western Continent is completely different.

This does not refer to the situation of demons and ghosts and humans, but the situation of high-level human beings and ordinary people.

In the East, the high-level people will find ways to help ordinary people as much as possible, and establish a sound system to screen more and more qualified monks and train them.

In the west, ordinary people avoid demons and ghosts in the cities and in the wilderness, and survive with difficulty.

They lack resources, even if someone is lucky enough to become a fighter, their strength is limited.

In the West, cultivators are also called warriors.

And those high-level people lived in the doomsday bunker that had been built decades ago, enjoying impromptu luxury in it, without being affected by the outside world at all.

The materials inside are enough to supply them with life for decades, or even hundreds of years.

It's still the kind of extremely luxurious and extravagant life.

This exquisite egoism even makes them indifferent to their own offspring.

Anyway, I was enjoying it when I was dying, and it was none of their business that there would be no food in the doomsday bunker afterwards.

And Lin Zian's current temporary residence is a doomsday bunker.

"Someone probably couldn't bear it anymore."

Thinking of the people in the bunker, the corners of Lin Zi'an's mouth curled up slightly.

Chapter 150 The Seventh Excess of Red Wine

In a brightly lit and magnificently decorated house.

Two men are smoking cigarettes leisurely.

Smoke filled the room.

"Jack."

The middle-aged man looked at the blond man in front of him, and said, "The party is about to start, why hasn't that Eastern Master come back yet?

Jack shrugged his shoulders and said relaxedly, "Don't worry, the Easterners are more punctual than we imagined, but you, how are you preparing?"

"Hey, that was tested by our chief judge himself. The safekeeping made him lose his resistance without noticing it."

The middle-aged man exhaled a smoke ring and smiled.

"That's good, there can be no mistakes in this matter."

Jack nodded.

Suddenly, the phone next to him rang.

Jack took it, then put down the phone with a smile on his face.

"what happened?"

The middle-aged man asked curiously.

"Our protagonist tonight, the mage from the East is back."

Jack put out his cigarette in the ashtray on the table and stood up.

When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "I'll pick him up, you should keep an eye on him to prevent accidents."

"Relax, 100% success."

The middle-aged man was all smiles.

……

Lin Zian wandered in the underground doomsday bunker.

Surrounded by luxuriously and neatly decorated houses and bright lights, it is hard to see that this is the end of human life and death.

Tonight, it happens to be the annual celebration ceremony of this doomsday bunker, the Ark Bunker.

Congratulations to them for being reborn from the apocalypse.

Many of the pedestrians passing by had joyful expressions on their faces, and these people were basically descendants of capitalists and politicians of the last century.

Fleeing here since the beginning of the end.

"Oh, Fa Hai, my friend, I'm so glad you're back."

In the distance, Jack walked towards Lin Zian with a smile on his face.

Lin Zian turned his head to look, his expression unchanged.

A few days ago, he accidentally rescued Jack outside, and then this man brought him into this doomsday bunker.

Otherwise, let him find it by himself, it is impossible to find it.

The doomsday bunker designed by these people is harder to find than a mouse hole.

"You came back just in time. The party will start in less than half an hour."

Jack opened his hands and was about to hug Lin Zian.

Lin Zian took a side step back to avoid it, and said indifferently: "Jack, there is an old saying in our east that men and women can't kiss each other."

"Alright alright."

Jack spread his hands: "Although I don't know the specific meaning of your words, I still understand a little bit."

As he spoke, he sighed: "I really envy you who have built a complete language system for thousands of years in the East. Our language is only a few hundred years old. It's like a baby learning to speak. You can sum up things in a few characters. We’re talking dozens or even hundreds of characters.”

"You can suggest to your consul to learn oriental languages."

Hearing the compliment from the other party, Lin Zi just glanced at him casually.

Although it is true, these people just say it casually.