Miscellaneous Records of the Firecracker Bureau: Nine Desolation Departments

Soon, a row of mahjong flew out of the private room, and Lang Guangwu tore off a piece of tablecloth to block it. Before there was any movement inside, Lang Guangwu ran towards the corridor again with his stick.

The giant black claws in the corridor kept flipping up and down, and once they touched the rune black claws on the wall, blue smoke would immediately burst out.

Sure enough, it was strange.

Lang Guangwu already knew what kind of monster this guy was because he bumped against the walls and smoked all over the place, but now was not the time to discuss it, the person he really wanted to deal with was in one of the four private rooms.

Pushing lightly with the left palm, the Zen staff flew out of the string like an arrow, and shot at the black claw. The black claw couldn't dodge and was stabbed and was nailed to the wall.Lang Guangwu quickly moved across the corridor with a spell in his hand, and kept throwing it into the room. When he moved to the third room, the door was suddenly closed, and he fell straight towards Lang Guangwu. Lang Guangwu jumped back out of the corridor, and a familiar figure He rushed out from the door, his chubby face with dimples, this familiar face has never been forgotten by light and mist, it stands to reason that this person should be handled by people in the human world, but in fact he prefers to do it himself understand this.

After Ning Youran appeared, she kept throwing white cloths to disturb Lang Guangwu's sight. Lang Guangwu didn't like this set. She waved her Zen stick, and the white cloth was burned without leaving any traces. She rushed into the corridor with her Zen staff, Ning Youran Unable to retreat in time, Ning Youran was hit in the waist by the Zen rod, Ning Youran waved his arm, and the white cloth reappeared.

This time, Lang Guangwu directly ignited the body of the stick, and the Zen stick pierced through the white cloth that was rushing towards Ning Youran, and pointed at Ning Youran. The white cloth pierced through the fourth door, Lang Guangwu sensed a change, quickly pulled back the Zen staff, urged the magic talisman, and during the movement of the burning cloth talisman, the door was pulled out by Ning Youran and smashed at the black claw, the black claw was smashed to the ground, Ning Youran Leisurely tore off the talisman paper on the back of the claw through the cloth strip, the part of the black claw where the talisman was pasted had been scalded and dented, and white pus flowed out.The charms on the wall were all shining with green light, Ning Youran stared fiercely at Lang Guangwu, Lang Guangwu was unmoved, and activated the spells more quickly, Ning Youran suddenly felt weak all over, surrounded by cold air, As if locked in an ice cellar, he gritted his teeth to hold on, but his legs kept shivering. Looking at the flickering green light on the wall, things in his vision became more and more blurred.

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from behind Lang Guangwu. Lang Guangwu dodged, and when he looked up, it turned out to be the boss who had just been tied up.At this time, the boss's face was no longer full of businessmen's smiles. Instead, he had a fierce look on his face, holding a long stick. He missed the previous blow, so he raised the stick again. Lang Guangwu raised his hand to block it, and then saw To someone running out of the corner and dragging the boss.Among them was the aunt rubbing hemp who had just winked at Lang Guangwu.

The strange thing here is that instead of being afraid, the aunt casually copied a folded stool, which is called "the ultimate weapon necessary for travel, adventure, and comfort at home".

Let out an "Ah——" roar full of vigor and strength, and beat the boss crazily.The young man who was rushing to grab the boss now changed to grab Aunt Ma, fearing that if she didn't pay attention, it would turn this place into a crime scene.

However, in Lang Guangwu's eyes, the aunt's words and deeds were clearly that she just lost money and took the boss's anger. Hu twice, when I turned back in the middle, my ears were still very sensitive to hear that the aunt who was the only one at the table in the hall ordered a three-shot, alas, it is not easy to be old.

Although the boss was stopped by someone, Ning Youran obviously didn't let go of the gap, waving the white cloth in his hand, trying to disturb Lang Guangwu's sight, but probably the spell on the wall had worked, Ning Youran didn't take long after waving it. Feeling a foreign body churning up and down in his chest, he opened his mouth wide, spurting blood, and collapsed to the ground. Lang Guangwu wanted to use a spell to greet Ning Youran, but he used up most of the spell, leaving the rest in the In the small room of the farmhouse, you can only use the spells on the wall. Just after flying down a few sheets, you can see the giant black claws at the end of the corridor flying towards everyone. Unexpectedly, the Zen stick could know the direction, no matter how Heicaw hid, the head of the Zen stick was aimed at it, seeing that he couldn't dodge, Heidao rushed forward no matter what, and was pierced by the Zen stick.

"Hey, hey——" Black Claw was nailed to the wall by the Zen staff, emitting blue smoke, turning into a pool of black water, emitting a foul stench.

Lang Guangwu wrapped Ning Youran in a circle with the charm on the wall. Although he didn't bring the immobilization spell this time, he still had a Zen stick in his hand.After dealing with the black claws, the Zen staff moved out of the wall and hit Ning Youran with stamina, and Ning Youran was knocked unconscious on the ground without even a chance to cry out.

The monsters in the corridor were wiped out, and everyone stepped out of the avoiding objects and gathered behind Lang Guangwu.

"Then what is it, it shouldn't wake up again."

"Who are you, that woman won't be beaten to death by you, oh, did you kill someone?"

"What a mess, didn't you see that the woman was with the monster? Maybe the woman is also a monster. Seeing that she fell down when she saw the spell, it must be a monster, right?" Lang Guangwu uses both spells and Zen sticks. He is either a Taoist priest or a bald man. He subdues demons and eliminates demons.

Lang Guangwu ignored him, and didn't turn around to look at anyone. He circled the Zen staff back and forth in the four rooms, and the Zen staff followed suit. The room was empty except for the mahjong table that was still rolling. No, he didn't enter the room, but stood in front of Ning Youran, and someone behind him wanted to come up to see what happened, but he sternly stopped him.

Ning Youran, who was covered in spells, curled up, thinking of a moth waiting to break out of its cocoon, but what she encountered was Lang Guangwu.Lang Guangwu glanced coldly at the pool of black water on the wall, and he understood. He tore off a piece of talisman paper from the foot of the wall and put it to his lips. The lower end of the paper was rolled up and stuffed into Ning Youran's mouth, then turned around and said coldly to everyone: "If you still want to continue, you can sit back in your seats and continue playing."

The crowd shook their heads wildly.

"Or just stay anywhere, but don't go through this corridor."

The crowd nodded wildly.

"As for the boss—"

The crowd pricked up their ears.

"You guys help me keep an eye on him first, he's just an ordinary person, not a threat."

Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one made a sound.As Lang Guangwu approached the crowd, people stepped aside from the middle, and as Lang Guangwu passed through the crowd, someone asked in a low voice, "Just put that...it's okay here."

"En." Lang Guangwu walked towards the hut without looking back.

The boss escaped just now, half of the reason was that there were too many people coming in to avoid it, and the Nongjiale suddenly didn’t have time to explain the incident, so someone let the boss go. Shouting, someone wanted to untie the three people under the table. Just when they heard the farmhouse shouting, they didn’t continue, so the three people who had been blood mold for eight lifetimes and were about to be soured by lemons were still tied tightly to the table. Down.

There were quite a few people who went out, but the room was too small, and the room was still crowded with people.Seeing someone coming in at this time, everyone was tense, and the few guys who had already copied at the door put on a fight pose.

The concierge was half opened, and Nongjiale had already seen the silhouette of a human figure and hurriedly shouted: "It's my own, it's my own." Several people who had recognized this person as the one who let them escape just now breathed a sigh of relief, and asked quickly when he appeared Has the danger been ruled out? From time to time, he sticks his head out to look behind Lang Guangwu.

Lang Guangwu waved his hand and said, "Stay here, Nongjiale, come here." Nongjiale heard that it was difficult to squeeze through the crowd from inside, but there was no way, when people rushed in at that time, he didn't know what happened and was squeezed out It was on the top of the cabinet. After going out for a few times, he managed to climb down from the cabinet and obediently stayed in the corner.

"What's the matter?" After finally squeezing in front of Lang Guangwu, Nong Jiale's hair was so messed up that even Lang Guangwu couldn't help but stare at his hairstyle. Wu wanted to complain that he could watch it without grabbing it, but after thinking about it, he still had no words, and just asked Nongjiale to follow him.

The two came to the corridor again, Nongjiale looked suspiciously at the man who was curled up on the ground wrapped in a spell, and looked at Langguangwu with a question mark on his face, Langguangwu winked at him, Nongjiale squatted down, cautiously Remove the spell from the face.

"It's her!" Nongjiale stood up in surprise.The memories not long ago quickly occupied his brain. Back then, Qu Jingren and Zhang Qiju, by the way, both she and Zhang Qiju disappeared at that time. He once asked Lang Guangwu about this matter, and Lang Guang Wu's answer was that the affairs of the human world should naturally be taken care of by people from the human world. At that time, he thought that maybe this was similar to performing their own duties, but now it seems that maybe Lang Guangwu is looking for an excuse to evade responsibility.

"Actually, she shouldn't be here now." Nong Jiale's tone was slightly heavy, with a hint of blame.

Lang Guangwu said lightly: "You should ask people in the human world about this matter."

"You can see everything."

Lang Guangwu turned his head to look at him, and Nongjiale didn't hide. He looked back at the other party, and looked at him with inexplicable guilt, as if he was the one who took care of Zhang's daily life. It seemed that she was lost. It must be because the opponent was too strong. Only someone like Lang Guangwu could restrain her. Thinking of Nongjiale, her eyes flickered slightly, and she slowly looked away.

"Why are you guilty?" Lang Guangwu saw through it at a glance.

Nongjiale muttered: "Then what should we do now." Indeed, now is not the time to pursue responsibility. Since Ning Youran can appear here, will Zhang Qiju be nearby.

"There is another one?" Nongjiale asked doubtfully.

Lang Guangwu said in a deep voice: "There is no such sign at present, but it cannot be ruled out."