Open the door and send warmth to the community!

Zhan Lexing felt that he could still save him.

"That's right, it is the drone developed by our Shenxiao faction. It has the function of detecting and improving the magnetic field, and it can also project holographically..."

Wen Congquan's expression became more and more strange.

Zhan Lexing added weakly: "If you don't believe me, ask Bai Miao..."

Bai Miao looked at Zhan Lexing almost with pity.

Sure enough, Wen Congquan rushed forward with a ferocious expression, pinched Zhan Lexing's neck and shook, "Don't be fooled, I've seen it all! Tell me, is there a ghost in our house!"

Zhan Lexing was about to die from being shaken by him, he threw up his hands and shouted: "Bai Miao help..."

Wen Congquan: "It's useless to call the magic stick!"

In the end, Bai Miao rescued Zhan Lexing.

Zhan Lexing slumped on the stone table blankly, feeling deeply that he was already a dried salted fish.

After calming down at first, Wen Congquan looked back at the dilapidated villa and wiped his face.

"So you just fought three hundred rounds with ghosts?"

Bai Miao: "Almost."

Wen Congquan: "Is the ghost dead?"

Bai Miao thought for a while: "It's probably about the same."

Wen Congquan: "What?"

No matter how dazed Wen Congquan was on this side, the servant ghost on the other side quickly passed through the void, and fell awkwardly in front of a shoehorn-faced Taoist priest sitting cross-legged.

The chain around the slave ghost's neck is pinched in the hands of the Taoist priest.

"You can't do anything well, so what's the use of you." The Taoist scolded coldly.

The slave ghost curled up, hiding the fear in his eyes.

The Taoist glanced impatiently at the slave ghost: "Okay, go and heal yourself."

The servant ghost trembled and kowtowed, and was about to retreat when suddenly his whole body convulsed violently.

The shoehorn-faced Taoist priest was startled: "You..."

Bunches of clear white light burst out from all over the ghost's body, and finally twitched and melted silently under the white light.

The shoehorn-faced Taoist stood up in shock, and quickly raised his hand to make a tactic in an attempt to save the servant ghost.

However it was too late.

With a soft "crash", the chain fell to the ground, and the slave ghost on the other end had completely disappeared.

In the silence, the Taoist squeezed the chain tightly, and the veins on his forehead tensed.

"hateful--!"

Bai Miao, who was hated, helped Zhan Lexing get 200 million labor fees, plus the eighteen thunder charms sold to Zhan Lexing, a total of 570 million.

Zhan Lexing looked at the balance with his mobile phone in his hand, feeling extremely distressed: "Damn, work hard, half of the money will be contributed to you, plus a fine... What a blood loss!"

Bai Miao raised her eyebrows: "How much is your array worth?"

Zhan Lexing quickly took a few steps back clutching his phone: "Hehe, I think your efforts are worth the price, thank you for your hard work."

After a while, Zhan Lexing came over again.

"Then what, are you practicing talisman or formation?"

Bai Miao asked back: "What's the difference?"

Zhan Lexing: "In short, talismans are for drawing talismans, and formations are for forming formations. Like me, what I practice is the talismans of our Shenxiao School. The five thunder talismans are the main ones. If you want to form formations, you must rely on formations." plate."

Bai Miao: "I can do it."

Zhan Lexing: "..."

Zhan Lexing endured the envy and hatred in his heart, and rubbed his hands expectantly: "Then can I place an order with you for talismans and formation disks? Our Shenji Pavilion needs a large number of various talisman seals and formation disks to research new magic tools. Price is not an issue."

Bai Miao: "Yes, but I have to study how to make the formation disk."

Zhan Lexing's eyes lit up: "Give me another 12 Thunder Talismans that day, and give me [-] more Fire Talismans like the one you used just now, and the price will be [-] apiece."

Bai Miao shook her head: "That's not how it works."

Zhan Lexing was taken aback: "Isn't it the same price before? 12 a piece is absolutely fair..."

Bai Miao smiled slightly: "One yard is worth one yard, and we will settle the bill according to the spirit beads."

Zhan Lexing: "..."

Oh shit.

Zhan Lexing clutched his broken heart and sent a report to Shenxiao to apply for the Lingzhu.

Here Wen Cheng didn't wait to tidy up, and directly asked the people from the museum to take away the batch of porcelain.

After sending off those museum staff with subtle eyes and politely refusing to call the police, Wen Cheng received a call from the hospital, saying that his wife had finally woken up.

Wen Cheng wiped his face, sat down on the blown fabric sofa, and finally felt the depression in his heart dissipate.

Wen Cheng was not in a hurry to drive to the hospital, when sending Bai Miao and the others out, he lowered his voice and said to Bai Miao: "You guys have to be careful next time."

Wen Cheng sighed, with a worried expression on his face, "My family is unlucky, and this catastrophe also made me certain of a few things... The Taoist priest of the Shenxiao Sect is nothing more than that, but you must be careful when you are out alone."

Bai Miao nodded.

At the end of the incident, Yi Wencheng ordered a set of magical instruments for the town house, and agreed to complete the decoration after the renovation of the villa.

With money in the account, and a special car to pick him up, Zhan Lexing came back to life.

After saying goodbye to Bai Miao near Yuwu University, Zhan Lexing answered the phone.

"how?"

Zhan Lexing glanced at the direction of the bus that Bai Miao was on, and his eyes were serious: "Unfathomable."

After listening to him briefly recount Wen Zhai's whole process, the other party fell into a long silence.

Zhan Lexing hesitated and said again: "You suspect that he has something to do with Master Yang? Wouldn't it be faster to ask him directly?"

He didn't understand why Shimen wanted to probe with such a cautious attitude.

There was a moment of silence on the other side of the phone, and finally heaved a long sigh: "Forget it, don't mention this matter to outsiders, and you don't need to think too much, just have a normal relationship with him."

On the bus, Bai Miao glanced at the quiet chat page, and tentatively dialed a number, but it turned out that she was not in the service area again.

Which corner did this old man go to squat?

"Mr. Bai is back?"

When Bai Miao got off the bus, several strange beasts and monsters in human form brightened their eyes and greeted them enthusiastically.

On the side of the road, there are constantly ghostly vendors cheerfully calling Bai Miao to come and sit, and some people try to force things to Bai Miao.

Bai Miao forcibly refused, and quickly slipped away.

This has been going on for some time since the counseling room opened.

When he got home and turned the key to open the door, the corner of Bai Miao's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

Several pairs of eyes that were looking around curiously turned around and stared at Bai Miao.

Bai Miao: "You..."

The shaggy-headed ghost jumped up first, and said bluffingly: "Mr. Bai, you are finally back. We have been waiting for you for a long time, and those ghosts were taken away by Lord Qingqiu."

Bai Miao was inexplicable: "What and what?"

The spooky ghost then shouted: "A few strange ghosts appeared in the psychological counseling room, we came to ask Mr. Bai for help."

Bai Miao: "A strange ghost appeared in the counseling room?"

The unkempt ghosts and sprites nodded their heads again and again.

Bai Miao closed the door behind her backhand: "So what does this have to do with your presence at my house?"

The shaggy-headed ghost suddenly smelled a familiar smell of danger.

It stretched out its hand to grab the sprites and other staff members, and quickly said, "Let's go back to the neighborhood committee to see if there is anything we can do to help!"

After finishing speaking, it dragged all the ghosts and jumped towards the glass window, through the glass and jumped out of the window.

Bai Miao frowned.

run fast.

He was also reminded by these ghosts that his house was a place where ghosts could come and go freely.

Qingqiu took away the strange ghost that the monster spoke of, but he was not in a hurry.

Bai Miao dug out the old man's ancient book, turned to the enchantment circle, and found a purple spirit enchantment circle.

Soak the red rope mixed with gold thread in the sun-exposed talisman water cinnabar for seven days. When the dawn is about to break, bathe and burn incense, sacrifice to heaven, and attract the purple air of the sun into the red rope, and form it before sunrise. circle.

When preparing the materials for the formation, Bai Miao was not idle, and drew all the talismans that Zhan Lexing ordered.

In the interval between drawing symbols, he also refined the portraits of Jinwu and Bi Fang that he had drawn before, and planned to take them to the neighborhood committee and give them to them after they were all drawn.

Not long after he sent the talisman to Zhan Lexing, Zhan Lexing called.

Zhan Lexing was eloquent: "Our Shenxiao faction wants to cooperate with you for a long time. We will charge as much as you have for the Heavenly Thunder Talisman, and the other Talismans and Formation Disks each require this amount..."

Bai Miao: "..."

His liver literally twitched,

Thinking of the glittering Lingzhu, he felt pain and happiness.

The red rope soaked for seven days was full of cinnabar, showing a bright red like blood moist.

Bai Miao bathed and burned incense, bowed towards the east, and inserted three burning incense sticks into an old incense burner.

In front of the censer are a plate of fruit, a chicken, and three wine glasses.

The sacrifice was placed by Bai Miao himself, and the incense burner was dug out from the old man's pile.

After burning the incense, Bai Miao glanced at the still pitch-black sky, feeling uncertain.

Not long after, a faint halo dilutes the darkness.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Bai Miao quickly made seals with both hands, grabbed the Wanxu brush and made a move towards the sky.

Suddenly, a hint of purple flashed across the white and dark eyes.

As soon as the Wanxu pen was put away, it fell straight into the talisman cinnabar soaked in the red string, and quickly stirred nine times clockwise.

As soon as he lifted the pen, the red string was lifted up by the tip of the pen and flew in the air.

With a flick of the pen tip of Wanxu, he quickly drew the vermilion runes in the air.

The rune floated up in the air, and then floated into the red rope. When the red rope fell back into the cinnabar bowl, the last rune also floated into the red rope smoothly.

Bai Miao breathed a sigh of relief, the most important Ziqi had been locked in the red rope.

The eastern sky was already a hazy white.

Bai Miao quickly wrapped the red rope around the house for a week, and set up a purple-like formation around the sky.

The last red rope is connected end to end, and the first ray of sunlight in the sky is also sprinkled on the white window.

The magic circle greeted the sunshine with purple aura, and the whole aura shook slightly, and then became round and smooth, completely hiding in the corner of the room.

Bai Miao nodded in satisfaction, so that in the future no strange things would come in casually.

If Zhan Lexing was here, his eyes would pop out.

Don't talk about the formation, just talk about mobilizing Ziqi for your own use, how can it be so easy and simple?

Bai Miao yawned, and didn't bother to deal with the mess on the table.

He was just about to go back to his room to sleep when his phone rang.

As soon as it was connected, Wen Congquan's urgent voice sounded: "God stick, it's urgent!"

Bai Miao glanced at the clock and frowned slightly: "What's wrong?"

Could it be that the master of the slave ghost has been found?

Suddenly, Bai Miao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Outside the glass window that was gradually lit up, a black and red airflow hit straight, and then was suddenly bounced away by a light purple halo.

The black and red air currents collided again and again, but were blocked by the enchantment circle.

Over there, Wen Congquan burned his buttocks around and said, "Hurry up, help me draw my profile picture! The sooner the better! All the ssr character data designed by our mobile game was stolen by the inner ghost painter, but the character is scheduled to be released tomorrow. Go online and replace it quickly..."

Bai Miao:?

Bai Miao took the phone away and was about to press the hang up button.

Wen Congquan: "Don't hang up!!!"

Bai Miao was ruthless and pressed the round red button.

After hanging up the phone, Bai Miao ignored the black and red air rushing left and right, turned around and went back to the room to sleep.

Suddenly, there was an abnormal glare of light outside the window.

As soon as Bai Miao turned his head, he saw a golden light slamming into the black-red air flow, and shattering his window glass.

In the crackling broken glass, Jin Jiuri, who was bright enough to dazzle the eye, squeezed the last trace of black and red air as soon as he tightened his hands.

He flicked the remaining red rope on the battle armor, and the red rope was immediately ignited by a golden light, leaving no ashes.

Jin Jiuri gave Bai Miao a disdainful look, and said impatiently, "What are you, you are in the way."

Bai Miao: "..."

He has just set up the enchantment circle!

Jin Jiuri frowned: "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Bai Miao calmed down, and said slowly: "It's nothing, I just think you are quite suitable as the prototype of the character in the game."

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