Reincarnation of Terror: a Hundred Times Reward

He could hear that Lin Chuan's words sounded like a curse, but he actually wanted to let him take everyone out as soon as possible, so as not to be affected by ghosts.

As expected of an expert...

Whether it is strength, Taoism, or character, they are all first-class!

With great reverence for Lin Chuan, Han Shan led the people and left here one by one.

All of them retreated to the school gate, full of anticipation and awe, looking at the school.

...

In the campus, the large conference room.

"Everyone, take out your phone."

Lin Chuan spoke.

There was equipment in the conference room, but he didn't use it.

The voice, using a few traces of the power of the mantra, was slow and steady, loud and clear.

Instantly conveyed to every corner of the large meeting room.

Among the nine hundred students, there are also many mischievous ones, but they heard this.

Their minds were all shocked, and then they were all sluggish, and took out their mobile phones.

Lin Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly.

In the eyes, spiritual power flows.

Sure enough, on every mobile phone, ghosts attached to it were seen.

No more, no less, exactly nine hundred!

In addition to the mobile phone in his own hand, nine hundred and one ghosts are all here.

And these fierce ghosts have practiced Taoism for ten years to a maximum of fifty years.

The strength is not strong.

It's just that the ghost creatures have greatly improved their strength.

Therefore, compared to the death tape incident, this side is more difficult to deal with.

"However, it's easy to handle."

Lin Chuan grinned lightly.

It's just a pity that in the world of Uncle Jiu, he gave away hundreds of Jiuxiao Thunder Talismans.

At present, there are only a dozen or so Nine Heavens Thunder Talismans in hand.

To deal with a party of ghosts and creatures, a dozen cards are obviously not enough.

So, he went to a table beside him and sat down.

With a thought.

In the palm of your hand, you hold a century-old Shenmu writing brush.

····················································

Then, he waved his palm.

In the Sumeru Precepts, three hundred blank yellow symbols were extracted.

Immediately afterwards, using spiritual power as ink, draw symbols on the spot!

The Shenmu waved and reprimanded, spiritual power was injected, and the power of thunder surged.

The wisps and wisps are inconspicuous among the ghosts.

A bonus for the achievement of masters in writing and painting in Fu and seal, and a bonus for the centuries-old Shenmu brush.

In addition, the proficiency of the Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman in the perfect state.

He is extremely fluent in writing and drawing talisman seals.

Thirty seconds, that's it!

In three hundred seconds, ten Nine Heavens Thunder Talismans were completed!

Three thousand seconds, one hundred Nine Heavens Thunder Talismans, stacked into a pile.

A full nine thousand seconds!

Three hundred pieces of Nine Heavens Thunder Talismans, full of spiritual power, restraining the power of thunder, and perfected, were piled up next to them.

Nine thousand seconds, two and a half hours.

"Should be enough."

Lin Chuan twisted his wrist and muttered.

The hundred-year-old Shenmu writing brush in his hand retracted into the system space and disappeared in his hand.

Three hundred cards should be enough to deal with ghosts without too powerful ghosts.

Downstairs, 900 students waited for more than two hours, and they were already complaining.

"Teacher, what are we doing here?"

"Yeah, I don't know why, if I sit still, I'm going home."

Originally, it was just a secret discussion.

... ... ... ... ...

As someone took the lead, everyone's discussion became louder.

Lin Chuan also stood up slowly at this time.

Now that we can start, there is no need for these students to watch.

As a result, the spiritual power in the body surged and gathered at the throat.

Mantra, start working.

sleep!