The Celestial Master of Time Traveling

"The crew actually asked me to participate in the performance! It's great."

The performer happily cooperated, took the scissors that Jiang Yuxuan had slapped, and cut off the female ghost's tongue with a click.

"Wow, it's my first time to perform, and I've performed really well! Compliment me!"

The female ghost beside her let out a shrill scream.She angrily grabbed the performance artist's neck, leaving bloodstains on his body.

"You are an actress, there is nothing wrong with being dedicated. But if you pinch me, it is your fault. If you hurt me intentionally, if it is serious, you will not only lose money, but you will also have to go to jail."

He was chattering on the sidelines, Zhuang Xian quickly released the yellow talisman, Jiang Yuxuan held the Qiongxue Immortal Sword, and Tortoise had already raised the Soul Slayer.

"Isn't it? This is the legendary prop man? There's an air leak!"

"Get out of the way!" Jiang Yuxuan grabbed the performer and threw him towards Zhuang Xian. "You should know by now, this place is really haunted! Don't play this kind of middle school game, your so-called girlfriend is probably not human at all."

"How can you interrupt my filming!" The performance artist protested, "Although I am only a group performer, I love art! You asked me to film it, director!"

"Oh." A voice came from nowhere.

"There is no one, but there is still a voice." The performer looked around, "That person is in the hot spot, do you know?"

"There is no one at all." Zhuang Xian curled his lips, "Damn it, you are not afraid, I admire you."

"Are you a great dancer?" The man suddenly grabbed Zhuang Xian's hand, "I have already learned your lines through TV, so don't expect to cheat me of money."

"You will cry and beg me to take your money later." Zhuang Xian squinted at him, "You can bet if you don't believe me."

"I'm an atheist, so it's impossible for me to give you money, so I'll be a goddamn god!" The performance artist put his hands on his hips, "Don't think I don't know that this is a local tyrant crew, although the ghosts are all inflated..."

"The voice just now is the ghost of someone who dreamed of being a director." Zhuang Xian had to introduce him, "He will capture all the living people he can, and after killing them, he will be recruited into actors. Actors will never stop filming. ..."

"I refuse to work overtime." The performance artist jumped up immediately, "I won't play with you anymore, I'm going to chat with my girlfriend online."

There is a strong yin here, and the signal has been blocked: "The Internet is actually disconnected! I remember that I recharged the phone bill yesterday... Could it be that I accidentally added a zero to my girlfriend yesterday?"

"It turned out to be the anchor, but I really thought you had a girlfriend." Zhuang Xian could only see the performance artist's last video, and he grabbed the phone, "Look for yourself, the ghost is right behind you!"

Looking back, the performance artist stretched out his hand, grabbed the hand of the multi-handed monster, and stretched the arm long: "This prop is really amazing, it's so malleable."

"I don't know if I use scissors, will it explode? It doesn't seem to be inflatable..." the performance artist muttered, and borrowed the scissors for Zhuang Xian. "It's too stingy, people used it once, and you took it back."

"Hey! This prop is pinching me again! Did you set it up like this on purpose! Cut off the power for me!" Being strangled by the neck, it was suspended in the air, and it became difficult to breathe. "True kill..."

"With the holy talisman in hand, the evil spirits will disperse!" Zhuang Xian quickly released the yellow talisman, "Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe is right!"

The multi-handed monster exploded in front of the performer, and the strong rancid smell made him cry, and he couldn't help being afraid: "Is there really... ghosts in this world..."

"Ah!" The performance art was stunned for a second, and quickly threw itself on Zhuang Xian's back, trembling. "Help! Master, I was wrong, you won't argue with me, right?"

"No, I'm stingy and I still hold grudges." Zhuang Xian looked disgusted and tore down the performer. "I only carry my own wife on my back, and reject all idlers."

"No, no, master, you are exuding the brilliance of humanity." The performance artist immediately hugged his thighs, "Master is the reincarnation of Buddha, with the scepter of Christ and the magic cloak of Harry Potter, omnipotent! "

"Is this a joke?" Zhuang Xian was even more disgusted, he had never seen such a stupid guy.

He doesn't care that the other party ignores him at all, the performance artist is like a plaster all the way, Zhuang Xian can't shake it off no matter what: "Master, you are a bounden duty to slay demons and demons, you can't just let your life die!"

"You're not dead at all, you don't need to be rescued." Zhuang Xian was even more disgusted, but he couldn't tear off the leg pendant. "Let go, or I'll sue you for harassment!"

"I'm a pure man, I can't harass you." The performance artist looked at Zhuang Xian eagerly, "Even if you want to change your wife, I can do it. I know a lot of princesses, and they are all very beautiful..."

If it weren't for the celestial masters not being able to kill casually, Zhuang Xian really wanted to shoot this guy to death: "Fuck me! I have very righteous views, and I will never change my wife!"

"It seems that the master has a hidden disease." The performance artist suddenly felt Zhuang Xian's pulse. Of course, Zhuang Xian couldn't tell him to grope, and he had already stuffed a piece of wood into his hand.

After the random operation, the performer was dumbfounded: "This..."

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Xian still had to exorcise the ghost, but this unruly spirit pounced on him again, clung to his thigh so tightly that he was almost bitten by the ghost. "Don't make trouble!"

"Congratulations, master, it's the pulse of joy." The performer blinked innocently, "Although it's the first time I've seen a man conceive, but I have acquaintances who can make a special medicine for you, with a [-]% discount."

Seeing that the master was not moved, the performance artist immediately patted his chest: "I don't charge money, as long as the master doesn't leave me alone!"

"You're just pregnant!" Zhuang Xian resisted the urge to beat someone, "You idiot, if you make any more trouble, I'll stop you and ask the ghost to pay you a meal!"

The performance artist immediately became more honest: "Master, don't be angry, I am obedient, please protect me!"

"You're an atheist, I can't protect you." Zhuang Xian missed another ghost, and naturally it was because performance artists distracted him.

Therefore, his violent temper came up: "If you don't want to be killed by ghosts, you'd better calm down for me."

Hugging the thigh again, if it was a ghost claw, it would have been chopped off a long time ago.

Can't help looking at Jiang Yuxuan, who is struggling to drive away ghosts, Zhuang Xian secretly sighed: "If Xuan'er hugs her legs, please touch her a few times...hehe..."

"Sister-in-law's name is Xuan'er?" The performance artist seized another opportunity to flatter, and immediately contributed a website. "The lipsticks in this store are very cheap, and the color is still right..."

Really didn't want to talk to this guy, Zhuang Xian burned a yellow talisman, and the performer was fixed and trapped in the barrier.

At last he didn't listen to this annoying guy's quarrel, Zhuang Xian set his mind at the altar and prepared to exorcise ghosts.Jiang Yuxuan immediately came to help him, helping him get rid of the ghosts who might launch a sneak attack.

As long as Jiang Yuxuan is on the side to cover, Zhuang Xian can concentrate on doing it, and soon, the formation will be activated.

Waving the mahogany sword, Zhuang Xian recited a mantra: "God, God, God is an edict..."

After the lengthy incantation, the bell rang one after another.

"Three points to the autumn moon night, two fingers to the magic water." With a pick of the peach wood sword, the water cup on the altar immediately flew out, circled the altar for a while, and a huge Tai Chi eight trigrams array appeared behind Zhuang Xian.

"Use evil to control evil, one of the 72 Earth Demons..." Zhuang Xian closed his eyes, "Earth Storm Star."

Tao Mujian pointed forward, and a monster with a green face and fangs appeared in front of Zhuang Xian.

Grabbing another handful of soybeans, Zhuang Xian threw them around the monster: "Scattering beans into soldiers!"

In an instant, those soybeans turned into a group of monsters with the same blue face and fangs.These monsters rushed towards these ghosts and sprites, and soon, a unilateral massacre started.

The ghosts and ghosts scattered and fled in all directions. If they ran slower, they were dealt with.

After cleaning up these ghosts, Zhuang Xian put away the altar and gave a reminder to the performers: "Remember our bet? It's time for you to pay."

"You can get rid of ghosts with your hands. You don't need to charge money for such a simple thing?" The performer took out his wallet and handed it to Zhuang Xian. "I've always been poor, and this wallet is clean."

If he hadn't seen the amount of reward given to the host by performance artists, Zhuang Xian would have believed it: "Don't fool me. I know the amount in your account. If you are not afraid of leaving nothing, you'd better give the money now. "

"Master, you can make banknotes just by moving your fingers." The performance artist lamented, "But I really have no money!"

"The money has been given to the host, of course there is no more money." Zhuang Xian didn't mean to back down, "You can pay on credit, but you have to pay interest."

Handing a yellow talisman to the performer, Zhuang Xian raised his eyebrows: "Press a cinnabar seal on it, and you can pay in installments."

"Master, this number is terrible! 20!" The performance artist cried sadly.

Zhuang Xian packed up the magic weapon and pulled Jiang Yuxuan to leave: "Since you don't want to give the money, you can go back by yourself."

"Master!" The performer didn't want to be surrounded by ghosts anymore, but also wanted to hug his thigh, and was warned by Jiang Yuxuan's eyes.

He immediately understood, and instead begged Jiang Yuxuan: "Sister-in-law, please, help me!"

"Congratulations, you can be beaten and fly straight to the moon." Zhuang Xian gloated, resting his chin and waiting for the good show. "You stepped on the thunder, and you will be beaten under normal circumstances."

Sure enough, he was right, the performer was beaten up, Zhuang Xian not only didn't pull him away, but also handed over a broom: "It's too tiring to use your hands, Xuan'er should use this, save effort."

In the end, the performance artist who still didn't spend a dime became Jiang Yuxuan's follower, taking care of all the chores: "My name is Ouyang Yuhang, boss."

It was Zhuang Xian who paid the wages, but he didn't dare to call Jiang Yuxuan the proprietress, lest he would be beaten again.

"Work hard, don't listen to what you shouldn't listen to, and don't watch what you shouldn't watch." Zhuang Xian urged, "Following the odd jobs these few days can offset one-third of the arrears."

"Boss, you were not..."

"Ok?"

"Ok."

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