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7. Nanwu Glock Luohan, Zhuang Yan Bao Xiang crosses ghosts

"Have you come in..."

"without."

"It's okay...you come in."

"Is it okay?"

"no problem……"

"Then I'll go in"

"Ah, wait a moment, get out..."

"What's wrong?"

"Uh... it's okay... don't stop..."

A forest ranger's hut outside Pingling City.

Chen Qian entered the wooden house to explore the way, and Lu Li, who was waiting by the door, walked into the hut under the urging of the former.

The cabin is located on the edge of the sea of ​​trees, with its back against the sea of ​​trees. From time to time, the breeze blows, and the sound of rustling over the sea of ​​trees is rustling.

The flashlight shone towards the forest, and there was a shadow.

This place has been abandoned for a long time. The door of the wooden house was lost, and several openings were broken on the roof, and tender buds emerged from the gaps in the wooden boards.

There were debris and wood scattered in the hut. Although it was a little messy, fortunately, the feces had not yet been touched by it.

Poop beasts often appear around abandoned places by humans, with mysterious whereabouts and no information has been officially captured or observed so far. Their characteristic is that they appear around abandoned buildings, leaving behind excrement, such as private houses, unfinished buildings, etc. Over time, the excrement continues to increase and spread until it occupys the entire abandoned house.

After the failure of the Ten Methods of Seeking Ghosts in the downtown city, Chen Qian believed that the more people were rarely visited and the desolate places, the chances of hitting ghosts were higher.

Lu Li agreed very much, so he dragged him to the deserted suburbs.

Chen Qian in the cottage helped up the wooden chair that fell to the ground, sat down and spread the paper on the table, and put pencils on it.

The unrotten wood floor under his feet made a sound as he walked. Lu Li walked to the opposite earthen kang and sat down. He put the flashlight aside and asked, "Did you remember the steps?"

"Remember!"

“Repeat.”

Chen Qian said viciously: "Summon the Pen Xian and kill it!"

Obviously, this is a fishing law enforcement game: playing the Pen Xian game, summoning the Pen Xian, and sending the Pen Xian to the underworld.

It sounds like a little ignorant of life and death, and the facts are indeed a little ignorant of life and death, but there is no better way at the moment.

The two sat opposite each other, holding the pencil in their hands.

"I'll ask?"

On the eve of the beginning, Chen Qian asked Lu Li softly.

The latter, who has always been talking less, nodded.

Midnight, in the suburbs, wooden houses, Shen Qian opened his mouth, and started the game of Pen Xian.

"Bixian, I am your past life, you are my present life. If you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

The airflow is almost still, and tiny floating and floating in front of the beam.

After saying this sentence inside and outside the cottage, he fell into silence.

Time passed by minute by minute and nothing happened.

Chen Qian turned his head and looked around, and repeated again: "Bixian, Bixian, I am your past life, you are my present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on paper."

The moment the words came, something seemed to be in the wooden house.

Chen Qian seemed to have noticed it, his vision shifted and landed on his arm.

A layer of hair stood up.

Chen Qian opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but his hand suddenly shook.

The pencil gently held by the two began to move slowly.

Chen Qian's body stiffened, and his eyes were filled with panic and said to Lu Li, "I didn't move."

"Neither I."

Lu Li followed the pencil, watching it turn irregular circles in the middle of the paper.

I don’t know if it was because of the appearance of Bixian or the psychological effect, the two felt that the temperature in the small house suddenly dropped a lot.

The Bixian has appeared. According to the scheduled plan, Lu Li will forcefully stop the game, force the Bixian to appear, and then save it.

Lu Li's arms gradually tensed, and the pencil trembled slightly. Chen Qian noticed something and suddenly said, "Wait, can you ask me a few questions first?"

It is rare to see the Pen Xian, and it seems too wasteful to ask a few questions.

Lu Li's tense body relaxed a little: "Please give me some advice."

The fear on Chen Qian's face gradually disappeared, and he said with anticipation: "Bixian, Bixian, can you tell me what my future wife's name is?"

The pencil shook slightly, motionless.

Waiting for more than ten seconds, seeing that the pencil did not respond, Chen Qian called out with concern: "What's wrong with you, Bixian?"

After thinking, Lu Li spoke: "The Bixian may be illiterate."

Chen Qian's face flashed with mocking, and he coughed, "Then I will change my question, Bixian, will I have a wife in the future?"

The pencil that had been silent for a long time finally moved and drew a circle on the paper.

Sure enough, he is an illiterate illiterate fairy.

Chen Qian said shyly, "Then can you tell me... is my wife a man or a woman?"

…?

Lu Li's gaze silently shifted from the pencil to Chen Qian.

The pencil stagnated in the original place for several seconds, and slowly and tangledly drew a circle.

Chen Qianyiben stopped to ask with satisfaction, as if he had identified whether it was a man or a woman from the circle.

He asked Lu Li: "Do you want to ask something?"

Lu Li shook his head gently.

If you don’t ask yourself, you won’t feel psychological pressure when you pass on the Pen Immortal. If you get along well with each other, it will be embarrassing to send the other person to the underworld.

It is like a stranger to both of you.

"Are you ready?" Lu Li asked.

“It’s ready.”

Lu Li, who no longer wastes time, let go of his palms.

If you don’t send Bixian away in the game, let go, and Bixian will entangle the players participating in the game.

This is what Lu Li wants.

With Lu Li stopped the game. A few seconds later, the wooden house suddenly became bleak and a phantom of white skirt gradually appeared on the sky above the earthen kang.

Lu Li narrowed his black eyes slightly.

Although Li Mei didn't say how to save her... but killing the other party can be considered a kind of salvation.

His palm reached into his arms, and suddenly, a figure rushed past his side, bringing a strong wind.

Chen Qian, who had a disconnection in character, went up more recklessly than him.

Bixian raised her arms and waved her wide sleeves forward. Chen Qian flew backwards faster than rushing out and hit the wall.

The dust fell down.

Chen Qian, who suffered internal injuries, fell to the ground, raised his arm and admitted to his timidity, "Ahem... I admit defeat! The boss is dependent on you!"

Lu Li no longer hesitated, took out the thing in his arms, aimed his arm straight at the Pen Xian, and pulled the trigger!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang!

Fire suddenly appeared, gunshots were connected, and 20 bullets poured out without reservation.

Outside the wooden house, gunfire shocked countless birds and left with flapping their wings.

In the wooden house, the pen fairy melted like snow, leaving a scream in the air, dissipating without a trace.

Titicaca—

The pistol made a few empty noises and the bullets were empty.

"Bixian has been solved?" Chen Qian, who was sitting by the wall, widened his eyes slightly and turned his head to search.

Lu Li removed the empty magazine and replaced it with a new magazine. The process lasted for more than ten seconds, but nothing happened in these ten seconds.

"It seems to be."

Lu Li put down his arm, walked to Chen Qian's body and pulled him up.

Unfortunately, there was no ghost messenger, so he was not sure whether the Bixian was successfully "supported".

"Ha, boss, you are really a ruthless killer." Chen Qian praised, then looked like a constipation. "But why can the Pen Xian kill him with a gun!"

"Namo Glock Arhat, the solemn treasure, the immortal of the pen." Lu Li put away his pistol and breathed out a sigh of relief: "When you see someone claiming that using Taoism and Buddhism can kill ghosts and monsters, remember-"
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