If Chen Qian had such a thing, he wouldn't have gone on vacation. Then again, Chen Qian wouldn't be willing to spend 100,000 yuan to buy magic tools.

Lu Li didn't understand the market, but the magic weapon was only sold for 100,000 yuan, so the old Taoist must have secretly given a discount.

The human relationship is borne by Lu Li.

Tell Yang Chunxue the result, who was reluctant to leave and returned to the bedroom step by step, using games to relieve the desire to pet cats.

The orange cat, who raised one leg and cleaned his belly, raised his head and looked at Lu Li, who hung Dracula's portrait on the wall.

"Brother, don't be too high... I'm afraid of highs. I'll make you better if you lower it, and you'll make you better."

The temporary settlement of Dracula's portrait is next to the door, separated from the dummy.

A portrait of the West on the wall is incompatible with other objects in the room, but it can only be done first.

Yang Chunxue quickly got rid of the cat's obsession and went into the game. She mastered the skills of how to touch objects and finally stopped playing in the air. She used the keyboard and mouse like an ordinary person, but the technology became...it was fine if she didn't mention it.

Kong Nanqing collapsed on the bed and had not been down for 48 hours. The temptation of a new member of the orange cat joining is obviously not as great as the TV series.

The dummy stood by the door, always like this. Maybe it might walk around late at night, but no one could see it.

Dracula, who has joined the detective agency, is greeting the dummy: "hi, how are you? How do you do? In front of his former colleague, Dracula tried to retain his last dignity.

The orange cat licked the hair on his stomach and jumped off the sofa. He shook his snow-white hind feet, ran to Lu Li's feet and jumped on his legs with soft voices. He turned around and found the right position, curled up his front paws and lay down on his legs.

Retracting his gaze around him, Lu Li gently stroked the orange cat's head.

The latter narrowed his eyes and a faint snoring sounded.

The detective agency seemed even more crowded.

It is not crowded in space, but crowded in consciousness.

The detective agency, which is less than fifty square meters, squeezes out seven consciousness-owned existences.

If you include the cat you picked up, it is eight ways.

Having said that, even the space is a bit crowded, after all, this room is just one bedroom and one living room.

It seems imminent to change the address of a new detective agency, but it is not yet now. He needs to prepare for the metaphysical exchange forum in thirteen days.

Before the Metaphysical Exchange Forum, Lu Li wanted to use the picture of the labour ghost - if her abilities were useless.

As usual, Lu Li turned on the TV with a remote control, and the background of the news that was heard without making noise was heard.

He has been doing this for a while. Local news in Pingling City can make him aware of the events that occur every day and the possible vigilance of avoiding dangers.

For example, if a community finds half of the body that has bite and rejection marks, Lu Li will stay away from the community and its surroundings next.

"This...is this? It's not like playing the legendary computer that students often mention!"

A marvel with an accent sounded, and Dracula poked out half of her body from the oil painting, full of shock.

Lu Li replied: "This is TV."

"Is this kind of thing like it was made? Humans really seem to be so magical... How does it appear? What's the principle??"

"You can watch, but keep it quiet."

Lu Li doesn't like to make noise, especially when he is busy with business.

"Brother, you are busy, I'll play and take a look."

Dracula understood, covered her mouth, kept her upper body posing, and her eyes passed over the dummy and landed on the TV that was nearly parallel to the other end.

He could only see a vague view, but he didn't dare to change his seat. Who told me that he was now living under someone else's roof?

Having said that, here is not much better than abandoned teaching buildings? There is not even a moving thing there.

But soon, Dracula learned how to watch TV from the reflective light of the window opposite.

Although it is a mirror.

Lu Li withdrew his gaze, and it seems that he doesn't have to consider the loyalty of Dracula's portrait for the time being.

Sink into the mind and summon the ghost messenger book.

The Yin De has accumulated to twenty-five, and Lu Li has not yet figured out the ratio of Yin De and the waiting online, but one thing is certain: he still cannot use the quiet picture book, which is what the intuitive picture book tells him.

A slight pause on the title page and turn to the last page.

【Produce a ghost】

ghost

The picture scene is a gravel pavement with water accumulated in a beach.

The abandoned playground of Xishan High School.

The brute-off ghost floats in the air, disheveling hair, and eyes are exposed, and a piece of intestine falls from between the calf.

It looks similar to what Lu Li looks like when she sees her, nothing special.

The blank space on the right side of the picture book, two lines of judgment are like a poem written from top to bottom.

【Happy, love, resentment, and sorrow;】

[Life and death hatred is in a daze.]

I can’t understand the judgment at first, so if I think about it carefully, I will find that it is a lifelong portrayal of the miscarriage.

It's just... the format is symmetrical, but it still doesn't rhyme.

Lu Li couldn't know whether the judgment was written in the Life and Death Book after the ghost's last wish was completed or some kind of big data intelligent AI in the underworld would automatically calculate the judgment based on the person's life and death.

However, no matter which one, it has little to do with Lu Li now.

Lu Li turned back to the page of the ghost elixir, confirmed that there was no change or combination between the two pictures, and began to use the pictures of the ghost elixir.

Bang—

The heart that was beating in the chest suddenly stopped in an instant and beat extremely slowly. The powerful yin energy radiated from the bottom of the heart, flowed to the limbs and bones, and then poured into the arms in an instant.

The biting chill appeared on both arms, and a faint layer of frost appeared.

“Meow~”

With a cat's cry, the yin energy faded like a tide, and Lu Li returned to his original state in a few seconds. The warm arm seemed to be just an hallucination as if the previous scene was just an illusion.

The cat is just an ordinary pastoral orange cat, and the yin energy faded because Lu Li took the initiative to remove the picture book.

He is afraid that the Yin Qi will hurt the cat.

Fang Qian's glance at him, Lu Li got two good news.

Although the feeling of Yin Qi entering the body was not good, it was still within the tolerance range. His hands could hurt the ghost's soul.

Lu Li's attack methods are finally no longer the only way to cook knife and summon Yang Chunxue, as well as the optional Glock.

The picture book for the production of ghosts seems to be an enhanced version of ghost ulterior motives. With it, ghost ulterior motives can be used as material to enhance them. But when I turn to the page of ghost ulterior motives, Lu Li hesitated.

The elixir of the ghost and the elixir are mothers and sons, and perhaps the strengthening of the relevant picture books... will produce new changes.

Moreover, the elixir is poor and weak, even if there is no special effect, it will not affect Lu Li's overall layout.

No longer hesitate, Lu Li strengthened the newly obtained ghost and ulterior motives.

A scene that has never happened before is happening, and the picture books for the creators of the creators are gradually fading and dissipating.

Lu Li, who had some clarity, turned back to the page of the ghost elixir, and indeed the picture of the picture is undergoing new changes.

It was still the winding path extending into the distance, but the ghost who crawled forward and chased the figure stopped, raised his head and looked at the fertile ghost beside him.

The mother and son look at each other, everything solidifies in this picture.

The verdict is no longer the previous sentence.

【Damn it is so confused that I am lucky to meet a noble person.】

【Thanks.】

【Thanks.】

Lu Li sighed slightly, his tone softly.
Chapter completed!