Taoist priest Li, who was all-powerful in the Taoist sect, never imagined that he would be beaten to death by a ghost before he could become famous. Looking back on his short life, he felt so unwilling...
"Senior brother, Master asked us to catch ghosts. Why are you picking through people's doors?"
"Don't make any noise, we'll see you soon."
"Daozhang Li, please help me find some evil ghosts to go back and report to."
Seeing a group of brats following behind Li Shaoyang, Zuo Qianhu covered his forehead and said, "What the hell do you call these devils?"
"Taoist Priest, there is a female ghost chasing me behind."
"It doesn't matter, I'll take care of it,"
Looking at the ferocious ghost, Li Shaoyang brewed up a mouthful of phlegm, opened his mouth and spit it out...
