Chapter Eighty-Seven: Bird Lovers Tweet and Hope for You to Come (2)

Zhou Rafter Fang felt that she was unlucky, not to mention the ghost in the middle of the night, and called the ghost to attack and smash her unconscious.

What's going on!

โ€ฆโ€ฆ I don't know if the ghost is gone.

With his eyes closed, Zhou Rafter Fang unexpectedly crossed such a thought in his heart.

Hiss โ€“

How do you feel a little cold?

The man opened his eyes, and as expected, it was still pitch black.

"Mr. Zhou, are you awake?"

A cool, low-pitched female voice came from not far away, making Zhou Rafter Fang frown.

If memory serves, the ghost who knocked him unconscious just now is a man, and his voice is clear, which is not similar to this at all.

"Poofโ€”"

The dark blue flame lit up, jumping nimbly on the fingertips, lining the slender fingers and the snow-white skin.

Zhou Rafter Fang narrowed his eyes, gradually adapting to such an environment, and gradually saw the appearance of the person sitting opposite.

This is undoubtedly a beautiful female ghost, with a pair of eyes like a pool, as if it was contained in the sky full of stars, and she didn't dare to go deeper, and if she went deep, she would be crushed.

It's like a mortal who doesn't like a shy foot into space, but his breath will become powder.

It can't leave a trace, and it can't stir up waves.

"You...... You're the boss of that ghost surnamed Yun?"

Don't open her eyes and stop looking at the eyes of the female ghost, Zhou Rafter Fang sat up and found that her clothes were not messy at all.

He just fell to the ground, wearing his home clothes, and that kind of action would definitely mess up his clothes, how could he be so solemn?

And......

Zhou Rafter Fang glanced at the buttons of the clothes that were buttoned to the top, and was speechless for a while.

The ghost shouldn't be so boring, right?

Yun Bulu: It's just so boring.jpg / Hidden merit and fame .jpg

"Exactly. โ€

Zhifei said: "The subordinates are rude, don't be surprised by Mr. Zhou." โ€

"I took the liberty to visit Mr. Zhou today, because I have some things to ask Mr. Zhou. โ€

The fingers were lightly sent upward, and the blue flame floated obediently beside Zhiqian by itself.

After freeing his hand, he took out another piece of paper from his pocket.

From Zhou Rafterfang's angle, it happened to be a dark coin.

Slowly unfolded the dark coin, and held the dark coin and sent it to Zhou Rafterfang.

"I don't know if Mr. Zhou has this or not. โ€

"Isn't this the ...... of the Stygian Coin?"

Zhou Rafter Fang picked it up and was talking, but the ghost in front of him had never seen the world, and he had no intention of glancing over to see it clearly, and suddenly lost his voice.

He leaned closer to the direction of the dark blue flame, put the dark coin in front of his eyes and examined it carefully, his expression gradually calming.

"I don't know what Mr. Zhou has to say. โ€

Zhiqi caressed the flames and looked at the man who suddenly froze with a good look.

The tone was as usual, and it didn't seem to notice any abnormality in the man.

"This ...... Where did you get that?"

Zhou Rafter Fang approached again and looked at the dark coin carefully and without landing an inch, and spoke with a calm face.

This man's temper is completely different from his physiognomy, and he is considered to be a mild one among the strange people.

Otherwise, Yun Bulu would not have won it simply before, and Zhixuan would not have sat with him so peacefully.

But after seeing the piece of paper that was born like a dark coin, but was actually a charm, his mood was obviously agitated.

There was a dangerous coldness in his eyes that stared at Zhixuan.

It seems that as long as there is the slightest mistake, he will have a fight with the ghost in front of him.

Zhiqian didn't care about his cold and unkind tone, and his expression was as light as ever:

"This charm was taken from the hand of a rich man, I saw that it was invulnerable, and I wanted to get it in my hand, and before Mr. Zhu, I saw a similar pattern, so I took the liberty to visit and ask what it was. โ€

In fact, it's just that the magic breath is similar, and I didn't pay attention to the runes or something.

However, Zhou Rafter Fang didn't know, and suddenly said, "You are the ghost that Mr. Zhu wants to deal with?"

No, it's okay for his magic to trap the ghost for a hundred years, how can this female ghost not seem to be affected at all?

Could it be that she has been practicing for more than a hundred years?

How can there be hundreds of years of ghosts in this world?

Zhiwan didn't answer the obvious answer to the question, and bowed his head: "I answered your question, should you also answer mine." โ€

"Do you recognize this spell?"

"Naturally. โ€

Zhou Rafter Fang couldn't help but rub on the charm, and a trace of almost imperceptible obsession crossed his eyes.

"This is one of the top talismans in my sect, called the Ghost Talisman. Idle disciples are not allowed to practice, and I can recognize it by relying on the luck of having seen it. โ€

Ghost charms.

As the name suggests, it is to designate a ghost and deliver the burned things directly to the ghost.

The reason why this spell is called a top-level charm is because its use is merit-consuming.

It costs the merit of both the user and the recipient, which eventually converges on the person who drew the spell.

For mortals, the transfer of merit is a fantasy, but this spell breaks the ban, so it is listed as a top charm.

After roughly understanding the effect of the charm, he twisted his eyebrows.

Ghost charms?

What a strange and rustic name!

Not to mention that there is no such charm in the talisman kept by the magic family, it is also called ghost nausea just by looking at this effect.

The wanton transfer of merit is contrary to the way of heaven and in a certain way also causes trouble to the work of the scarf.

Doesn't that just upset her?

And Zhiqian always feels that this effect is a bit familiar, but he can't think of it for a while, so he can only put it aside.

"Master, I don't know where Mr. Zhou came from?"

The most important purpose of Zhishuang is to find out the warlock who may exist behind the spell, but he didn't expect that he was still a "master".

Since there is a "master", does it mean that there are still a group of warlocks in this world, hiding in the crowd?

Zhou Rafter Fang carefully folded the coin and carefully placed it in his pocket, before looking at Zhixuan.

"I can't say this, the master has an order, not to disclose all relevant information, today I tell you, the right is to thank you for bringing this charm to me, don't ask again, I won't answer." โ€

Zhixuan: "You won't answer, you can't help it, you accepted my things......

She moved her fingers, and the dark blue flames quickly floated towards Zhou Rafterfang, hitting the front.

Zhou Rafter Fang didn't expect Zhiqian to say that he would do it, but he was hit by the flames without noticing, and the whole person turned over the sofa and fell to the ground.

The blow succeeded, and the little flame floated back to Zhixuan's side and turned, rubbing his fair and smooth face as if asking for credit.

Zhifei touched the little guy rewardingly, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the man who fell to the ground and couldn't get up with his face covered.

This Master Zhou, who seems to have some strength, is actually a paper tiger, which can be broken when poked.

Obviously there is a precaution in his heart, but his actions can't keep up at all, and his reaction is terribly slow.

stepped on Zhou Rafterfang's neck, and tilted his head to make up for his previous words: "You have to listen to me." โ€

Otherwise......

Even if you can't kill people directly, there are many ways to torture people.

"Got it, Mr. Zhou. โ€