Donor, There Is Something Behind Your Back

There are two master ghost hunters living at No. 444 Black Alley, one has a bald head and a fair face, and the other has a pretty face. These two ghost hunters are cheap and good, and they can get rid of ghosts easily. It is well-known and everyone calls for beating. It's a pity that there is a poor talker who runs the train, and a cold-faced black man who loves to beat people. It's a story about a fake monk and a real Taoist priest working together to catch ghosts. The fake monk was once the boss of the underworld, while the true Taoist priest was a demoted god. The real Taoist priests say it is a practice, but in fact it is to fight ghosts. The fake monks say it is chanting sutras, but in fact it is to generate income for the underworld. "Donor, if your seal is dark, it may be an ominous sign." "Shit is unknown, my hat has faded." "Young monk, I have a mantra to give you." "Unfortunately, there are also poor people." "Oh? I'd like to hear the details." "Get lost." "Okay." No one knows that the Emperor Yama, who was once in charge of life and death, had only one thought in his mind for millions of years: "Ah Heng, kiss me. As long as you kiss me, I will be a million-year-old monk and hunt million-year-old ghosts with you." 1. The fake monk talks a lot of nonsense but never takes action, but in fact, the moment he takes action, he will destroy the world and destroy the world. 2. Supernatural, ghosts, Eastern mythology, a hodgepodge of Buddhism and Taoism. Intention: A story that has to be told between Buddhism and Taoism