There is such a Sanxian

It was actually quite difficult to find those three companions.

After all, looking around, you can always catch several gods of death or ghosts in the crowd.

Even though the height of the three of them is not like that of junior high school students, not only the students but also the faculty and staff participated in the dance...

Wang Xiaoji transferred more than half of the schools, but he still couldn't find him.

I didn't stay there for long!Why did it disappear after only a few minutes?Where the hell did they go?Shouldn't you leave me to form a group to brush monsters?

It's really boring...

Wang Xiaoji took off the mask and took a deep breath.

It is close to a small garden, and there is a smell of grass and trees in the air.

Will it be in the garden?

Wang Xiaoji was about to go to the garden, just put on the mask, when he heard two passers-by chatting, he had a premonition.

"Aren't they going to win all the first prizes?"

"It's too scary...but that Reaper's marksmanship is quite accurate, and his voice is nice, too. I really want to see what he looks like!"

"It's good to be a voice control, why do you need to control Yan together? You may be disappointed. Besides, what if the child is his son?"

"It's not necessarily... But, if the child is his son, is the ghost his wife?"

"So the god of death and the ghost gave birth to the god of death? The biology teacher said..."

grim Reaper?Child?ghost?

Wang Xiaoji immediately stopped the two of them: "May I ask if the little Reaper is carrying a purple basket? The big Reaper and the ghost are tall, but the little Reaper looks very small?"

As he spoke, he gestured to the heights of the three of them.

After getting an affirmative answer, Wang Xiaoji ran towards the place the two said.

According to those two people, the trio of Reaper and Ghosts are attacking various game booths in the basketball arena, and seem to be planning to win all kinds of first prizes.

When Wang Xiaoji arrived at the basketball hall, the trio was already sitting in a corner to share the prizes.

Seeing him, Jia Ze waved and said, "Xiao Ji, come here quickly! I have a lot of chocolates!"

What on earth are you here for? !There are still a bunch of monsters blocking there, okay?The heart is big enough to hold the whole universe... But seeing the joy of the three of them, Wang Xiaoji had no choice but to swallow the words, but the haze on his face still lingered.

The black cloak turned the Rubik's Cube, glanced at him, and said, "They're all gone, there's nothing else to do with you."

what? !

"We went to see it just now. There are demon masters outside, and those monsters have disappeared."

A Ding's mood is very complicated. As a monster, he is chased by his own kind and protected by his nemesis. He really doesn't know what to do in the future.

Are... all gone?

Wang Xiaoji was a little thankful, but also a little disappointed, and asked, "Have they all been arrested by the exorcist?"

"Probably not, those exorcists seem to be defending. There are no traces of fighting outside. Maybe they were scared away?" A Ding thought for a while and replied.

The black cloak sneered: "Do you think monsters are all rats like you?"

"I am a sheep!"

"So they are just bluffing?" Wang Xiaoji frowned, "Why do I feel that things are not that simple."

The "intuition" this time is different from the previous ones. I can't figure out the internal basis, but I just feel that something must happen tonight.

Well, with the temperament over there, it is indeed impossible to stop the trick here.

The black cloak nodded slightly: "It makes sense."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sudden thunder outside.

The thunder was so loud that it overwhelmed all the noise in the basketball arena.

"It's raining!" someone shouted, glancing out of the window.

A wave of people rushed in from the outside, and responded, "The drop was very sudden, and it was huge."

"Sure enough, you shouldn't trust the weather forecast..."

People chatted about the rain that ruined the atmosphere.

The three who silently observed the situation looked at each other.

Jia Ze said: "Xiaoji, you seem to be right. Maybe things are really not that simple."

Wang Xiaoji nodded silently, the rain is coming at the right time, isn't it?

A sense of uneasiness suddenly emerged from the bottom of Ading's heart. He rubbed his temples: "Why don't we? Let's change the subject."

"No need to change." The black cloak looked around. "The environment here is very good. If there are no lights, it will be more suitable for telling ghost stories."

As soon as the words fell, the thunder sounded again, and the basketball hall was instantly plunged into darkness.

"power cut!"

People immediately panicked, but soon found it very funny.

Someone was holding a jack-o-lantern, baring their teeth and claws and making weird noises.Some people took out their mobile phones to light up and continued chatting with their companions.

Wang Xiaoji and others are not so optimistic.

Jia Ze turned on the electronic pumpkin lamp he had won, and pointed at the black cloak: "There is always only one truth! This dead cat demon is definitely the fifth column!"

The black cloak shrugged: "The next step should be the zombie siege."

"Can you shut up!"

A-Ding wished to seal the mouth of the dead cat demon, and the group of demon-eliminating masters were guarding outside. If he was really surrounded by those "zombies", disaster would definitely happen here.

"Did you... hear the drumbeat?" Wang Xiaoji asked suddenly.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, calmed down and listened carefully.

In the noisy noise, there is indeed a faint sound of drums hidden.

The sound was very slight, but after being captured, it gradually increased, the tone changed from light to heavy, and the rhythm gradually became clear.

After a while, the rhythm actually controlled the beating rhythm of the heart.

When the rhythm of the drums slowed down, the heart beat slower, and when the rhythm increased, the heart beat continuously with "bang bang bang bang".

The black cloak was the first to react, and quickly made a trick, calling out an enchantment to cover this small corner.

The barrier is like a signal jammer, cutting off the drumbeat.

As soon as the drumbeat stopped, the others were relieved, and the beating frequency of the heart returned to normal.

"Sorry, it was my fault..."

Wang Xiaoji realized that he seemed to have done something stupid to cheat his teammates, so he quickly confessed his mistake to his teammates guiltily.

"No need to apologize. If you don't remind me, it will be too late when we realize something is wrong."

The black cloak stood up and shook his clothes.

Jia Ze and A Ding nodded in agreement.

"What do you mean?" Wang Xiaoji wondered.

"That's the sound of the soul-responsive drum, also called the soul-absorbing drum." Jia Ze's tone was unusually heavy, "it can control the soul."

"Is it the kind that often appears in novels? Controlling souls to confuse people?"

"It's almost like that..." A-Ding frowned, "Could it be, really...is it really Wuwu?"

Wang Xiaoji frowned after hearing the words: "Why do you say that? Is this something from Wuwu?"

"It's not unique to him, but only he has used it." The black cloak touched the long handle of the sickle: "Even if it's not him, it has something to do with him."

After all, there are only a few big bosses who have Yinghun Drum, and they are all relatives and friends of Zhuwu.

"Then... are these people being controlled by that drum sound now?"

Wang Xiaoji looked around, everyone looked normal.

Adin shook his head: "No, only those with spiritual power will be controlled."

At this moment, he really wanted to be an ordinary person.

There was another thunderclap, and a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, briefly illuminating the basketball hall.

Two Ultraman appeared at this moment.

"Dead cat demon, dare to fight with me?" Ultraman Tiga said.

Ultraman Taro snorted, "Do you dare to fight?"

Wang Xiaoji, who was about to continue asking questions, was stunned. Hearing the voices and tone of these two people, it was... the Frog Prince, right?

The black cloak raised his eyelids: "Don't dare."

"Coward!" Altman Dijia scolded, then turned his head to Wang Xiaoji and said, "Little Exorcist, I actually did it on purpose to lose to you last time, do you dare to fight again?"

Wang Xiaoji shook his head: "Don't dare."

As soon as Ultraman Dijia said the word "coward", Jia Ze suddenly threw the basket at him: "Young master, I dare!"

The basket sent Altman Nadija into the air, crashing him into the floor-to-ceiling windows of the basketball arena.

The floor-to-ceiling windows slammed open and shards of glass fell, startling people.

Luckily no one was standing there...

Seeing that the crowd was generally concentrated in the center, Wang Xiaoji breathed a sigh of relief.

Gaze looked at Ultraman Taro again, and glared at him: "Do you want to fight too?"

Altman Taylor said tremblingly: "You... If you don't want to hurt the people here, then, just come to the track and field..."

After speaking, he disappeared in a flash.

"Ga Ze, can you stop being so impulsive!" Wang Xiaoji was a little sullen.

The crowd began to commotion, and it seemed that some sensitive people had already noticed something was wrong.

It can be troublesome if it triggers a panic.

"I'm sorry..." Jia Ze lowered his eyes and apologized obediently.

He didn't think too much about it just now, he just felt that the Ultraman damaged Dijia's image in his heart, and at the same time he was very upset that his daughter-in-law was being scolded, so he shot in a fit of anger.

The black cloak touched his chin: "They should be regarded as a literal 'please enter the urn'."

(Please enter the urn, which means repaying the person in the same way as the person. The literal expression here is to set a trap for the other party to come in.)

"Then do we want to 'blame Jiangdong' in a literal sense?" A-Ding was very upset.

(To blame Jiangdong means to set the blame on others, and let others take the blame. This is a literal expression that I want to bring the disaster elsewhere.)

Fear is of course fear, but if so many people are buried with him, maybe he will not even be a monster in the next life, right?

Even though these people are likely to be subsequently...

Alas, conscience will always feel bad.

If you don't add "literal meaning", the Chinese teacher will be pissed off when he hears it, right?Wang Xiaoji looked at the door: "Let's go."

"Well...how about I wait here for you?"

A'Ding thought about it, and felt that he should not be the main target of the other party, and maybe "you" were not included.

Without saying a word, the black cloak pulled him up and walked towards the gate.

The remaining two children looked at each other and followed hand in hand.

"George" who stood by and watched all this blinked, raised his head, and asked, "They seem to have said Uncle Peach's name just now, do they know Uncle Peach? Is Uncle Peach waiting for them at the track and field?" ? Do you want to play games with them?"

"Yes!"

After "Daddy Pig" finished speaking, he smiled at "Mother Pig" and said, "Look, Crab, I just said that Taozi has always been blamed, and has never been whitewashed."

"Mummy Pig" glanced at him: "Hand."

Hearing this, "George" turned his head to look, hurriedly stood on tiptoe, and angrily took a picture of the "salty pig's hand" behind "Mother Pig".

"Daddy Pig" withdrew his hand embarrassingly: "I can't touch anything..."