The Ultimate Student in the City

"Director Yang, Shao Li..." Guan Le nodded and hurriedly said hello. My heart is really a little hairy, mainly because Li Zedao's eyes are so cold and unkind, which makes Guan Le's heart cold. He has no doubt that this kid now seems to know the cause and effect, here. In this case, he would beat himself up, right? Would you even kill yourself and use your soul as the raw material for Onimaru?

With the kind of hatred the other party has towards him, he is very likely to do this kind of thing.

"He wants to visit this place and learn about Ghost Maru. You take him around and tell him." Director Yang looked at Guan Le and pointed at Li Zedao and ordered.

"Okay, Director Yang." Guan Le nodded quickly, then looked at Li Ze with a flattering smile, "Shao Li, it's my honor to be able to serve you, please here."

Thousands of wearers wear flattering but not wear! So Guan Le decisively flattered first.

Li Zedao looked at the old man indifferently, and said coldly: "It seems that you have forgotten what I said to you."

"Uh..." The smile on Guan Le's face solidified slightly, mainly because Li Zedao's tone was too cold, which made Guan Le's heart even more horrified.

"At that time, in that hotel, I told you that I have been confused by your smile once, so don't show me such a smile. It's too fake, I want to be so fake The fist passed...Now, you are showing this kind of smile again." Li Zedao said coldly.

laugh? what's so funny? Had it not been for this handsome boy who looked like Maitreya Buddha to be fooled by you?

Li Zedao was a little sad, because the answer he gave in his heart was that even if this guy didn't put on that kind face at the beginning, he would walk with the other person, because he was a drowning man, and all he could do was desperately Grab any straw.

After Guan Le twitched the muscles on his face invisibly, he abruptly suppressed the smile on his face, and worked hard to hold his face, regretting in his heart, how could he forget that?

"It's too late." Li Zedao said grimly, flexing his hands and twisting his neck. "Have you washed your face? If not, give you some time to wash it."

"Shao Li..." Guan Le was startled, his face turned pale, and he hurriedly looked at Director Yang with a look for help, hoping that his old man would prevent this impending tragedy.

Director Yang coughed a little with a weird face, and raised his head to look at the ceiling seriously, as if there was something particularly interesting there.

Director Yang is naturally very clear about Yan Luodian. It was established by Huang Wen secretly. Its purpose is many. It can also be said that Huang Wen actually has nothing to do with him and controls many people there. Suspect of fate.

So at this time, Li Zedao wanted to beat Guan Le. He was really not good at interceding with Guan Le. The main reason was that he couldn’t make Li Zedao unhappy. Otherwise, the enlightened kid who had always liked to bear grudges and died for the country would have Said his memory is not good or something.

The call for help was ignored. Guan Le was crying, knowing that the beating was inevitable. He gritted his teeth and voluntarily fell down and curled up on the ground, holding his head.

When Li Zedao saw him like this, the muscles on his face twitched. Is this guy too cheap?

Looking at this shameless old man with cold eyes, he said lightly: "Get up."

"Huh?" Guan Le was stunned. After making sure that he had heard it correctly, he quickly got up from the ground as if he was granted a pardon. He didn't dare to show any smile and looked at Li Zedao. Of course, his eyes were full of gratitude. , Tears are almost in my eyes, thinking that Shao Li is still very kind.

Director Yang on the side was also a little surprised. He really didn't expect this kid to let Guan Le go like this. This was not in line with his behavior.

"Your belt is good." Li Zedai pointed to the belt on Guan Le's round waistband and said.

"Uh...this is a French brand. If you like Shao Li, I will buy one and send it to Shao Li." Guan Le said quickly. Of course, he didn't quite understand how this kid got on the belt. Now, does he have a hobby of collecting belts? No matter what, as long as you don't beat yourself up.

"Resolve it, let me see." Li Zedao said again.

Guan Le quickly put his belt on and passed it over. Of course, the other hand had to hold the bottom of the trousers. There was no way. If you didn't hold it, the trousers might fall off.

Li Zedao took it, tugged with both hands, nodded, looked at Guan Le with a weird smile and said, "Yes, it should be painful to use this to draw people?"

"Huh?" The muscles on Guan Le's face twitched violently, and there was already a puffy cold sweat on his forehead, and the gratitude that I had just developed in his heart for the other party instantly fed the dog.

Director Yang on the side also twitched his face, and continued to focus on the ceiling, silently helping Guan Le to mourn.

A few minutes later, Guan Lexia, with a few more shocking scars on that fat face, followed Li Zedao cautiously, and while showing him a tour of the base specializing in Onimaru, he helped him explain in detail about Onimaru. Manufacturing process.

"More than 20 years ago, how Chen Yibing, who was the first to create Ghost Pills, collected ghosts, and finally how to create Ghost Pills, we don’t know much. All we did was in accordance with Huang Longfeng’s requirements. He came to do it, and Huang Longfeng also said that Chen Yibing was not the real inventor of the ghost pill at all. The real inventor of the ghost pill should be the ghost doctor Duanmuweizhuang of the generation millennia ago. Chen Yibing just got the legacy of Duanmuweizhuang by accident. Some mysterious ancient books that came down have created ghost pills again.” Guan Le said cautiously, and took a few vague breaths. There was no way, it was really **** pain.

When curled up there to receive the "whipping", Guan Le wailed and counted how many times the **** whipped him...It was too painful, could it be a little distraction to count? Finally, he counted. The **** drew him a hundred times, no more, no less, exactly one hundred!

Therefore, he has at least a hundred scars similar to those on his face!

Too cruel, this **** is too cruel, too unhuman! What he can do now is to silently greet the **** and the whole family of women, especially Miffy. He has greeted a few times, and who made the little girl always behave against himself by relying on the judge's apprentice before!

Li Zedao frowned and nodded: "How do you collect ghosts?"

"Use the soul bottle." Guan Le replied after returning to his senses.

"The soul bottle?" Li Ze dumbfounded.

"Oh, it's just an ordinary bottle. After Huang Longfeng uses a special method to process it, it is amazingly capable of collecting souls, and the name is also taken by Huang Longfeng." Guan Le explained as he brought Li Zedao to the huge cabinet He pointed to the huge number of bottles and cans on the cabinet and said, "These are the soul bottles that have been processed by Huang Longfeng with special methods and have the ability to collect souls."

Li Zedao's eyes widened slightly, and while shocked in his heart, he stretched out his hand and picked up one of the dark bottles, and looked at it. From the outside, it looks like an ordinary glass bottle containing pills, but after holding it in your hand, you can feel the bottle body is abnormally cold, colder than holding a block of ice, making people There is a creepy feeling.

In addition, the bottle stopper covering the mouth of the bottle is red, and there is a strong **** smell on it. This **** smell is the same as the barrels of dog blood-like liquids on the side, so it is certain that this bottle stopper Soaked in that liquid.

"The specific way to make the soul bottle is Huangfenglonghui. I only know that both the bottle and the cork made of peach wood were soaked in black dog blood for seven or forty-nine days. After that, some charms will be performed. To deal with it, only Huang Longfeng can handle those programs that seem so mysterious, and we can't learn them even if we want to," Guan Le said again.

Li Zedao frowned and nodded. Judging from the current point of view, this approach is undoubtedly extremely superstitious. After seeing it, normal people will only say that you are insane.

"How to use this bottle to collect ghosts?" Li Zedao asked again.

"After a person dies, his soul will leave his body immediately. It stays for about five seconds before disappearing without a trace. In these five seconds, as long as you remove the astral bottle When the mouth of the bottle is opened and within three meters of the soul, the soul will automatically be absorbed into the bottle."

Guan Le pointed to the coffins, dolls, ancient swords and other things and continued: "Besides, there is another way to collect them. Those are extremely yin-qi things that can become carriers of ghosts. At this time, as long as the soul bottle is close to those things, as long as the soul is attached to it, it can also be absorbed."

Li Zedao nodded, no wonder there are so many creepy things here.

Guan Le went on to introduce: "Of course, the number of ghosts in this kind of bottle is limited. Large ones hold more and small ones less. Research shows that after a person dies, they weigh 25 grams less, so ghosts The weight is 25 grams, and after a series of complicated calculations, it can be concluded that the space occupied by a ghost is about 18 ml. The capacity of the soul bottle in your hand is 100 ml, so you can hold at least five ghost……"

Li Zedao was dumbfounded when he listened. He didn't expect this to be calculated and to get such accurate data. This is too unimaginable and unbelievable. This is the legendary science and theology. Combine? If such a theory is heard by others, can it not be said to be neurotic?

The ghost weighs 25 grams and the volume is 18 milliliters? What an international joke!