As soon as the words fell, a black brush slipped from Mo Yifu's hand, unremarkable, at most 8 yuan, it couldn't be more. I don't know how he hid it in his clothes.

The old ghost turned his back up, looked at this ordinary brush, and beat a drum in his heart, is this the legendary judge's pen?

Distinguish yin and yang, change fate, break life and death, and control the world?

I felt that I was being made a big joke, I spent a few days of hard work, rehearsed a good play, the little ghosts in the hospital were very supportive, and the crowd responded enthusiastically during the rehearsal, and it once exploded.

Thirty years, hope, hope, hope to be reincarnated again.

Finally, this year's Midyear Festival ghost door was opened, and an uncertain news flowed out.

The judge's pen is here!

Great welfare, whoever can get the judge's pen can rewrite their own destiny, reincarnate as a human, and even turn over to be the master!

As a result.

I'm being trampled under my feet now!

The old ghost felt like he had been tricked. Very thoroughly.

"My life is up to me!

The old ghost let out a mouse-like cry from his mouth, which was unpleasant and harsh, but it made Mo Yifu very curious.

"It turns out that you are a rat. No wonder you want to hide in the toilet! No, shouldn't rat spirits hide in the sewers?Teacher Splinter, if you don't call out a few of your turtle disciples, I'm going to trample you to death!"

At this moment, Mo Yifu seemed a little high-spirited, and he didn't take these thirty-year-old ghosts in his eyes at all.

Ever since I got this pen, I don't know what it means to be afraid. Although Miss Lu did not show up at this time, she must be testing her heart. Don't invite the great god out at every turn.,You always have to try it yourself for leveling.,Slowly familiarize yourself with various skills.,In order to successfully clear the level when fighting the boss.。

The great god is right!

"Twitter~ Turtle sons, why don't you come, I'm going to be trampled to death!

The old ghost shouted out directly, he didn't want to play any more fancy intestines, in the face of absolute strength, those vain things were useless.

Actions speak louder than words!

Whew~

It's like hearing your own shouts, like the imps are responding.

The sound of the wind whistling from the window, knocking on the curtains and windows, crackling, majestic and powerful. It was just a thunderclap that could break the silence completely.

Mo Yi was waiting, he wanted to see what other demons and monsters were making trouble, so he just collected them together, saving the little ghosts from being difficult, and he had to find them himself.

Although the great god hasn't set the task indicators yet, he fights monsters in advance, saves some experience, and when he upgrades, biubiubiu is promoted to three levels in a row, isn't it happy!

It's fast, the wind is tight, there is definitely a situation.

Click, the dark night, really lit up a light, Mo Yian, carried the old ghost to the window.

After waiting so long, is it finally coming?

Click, is it lightning, and the night sky in the distance suddenly brightens.

A beam of light rose into the air, bang~ exploded, turned into a little light, and soon dispersed invisible.

It turned out to be fireworks! Whose fireworks are like this?

Mo Yifu looked at the movement in the distance, thinking about which new store was making noise at this time, and he was not afraid of the neighbors reporting him?

"Uncle Zheng, forget it, let's call you an old ghost. You still don't say it? Who told you the news? You should be able to feel that my patience is very poor! Since I became a writer, I have not been able to sign a contract, this pain, do you know? My patience has been worn out by the great editors~ If I don't say it, I will really trample you to death! I will do it!"

Rubbing his hands, twisting the pen in his hand, thinking about what to write for a while, it is both handsome and good-looking!

The old ghost was carried by someone, his feet dangling in the air, wandering in cold enthusiasm, uncomfortable, and had to twist and twist.

The pen was like a sword of Damocles hanging over his head, and he didn't know when it would fall.

If you fall, you will probably become a terminator. Thirty years of ghost life, Shutdown!

The legendary thing, Yu Wei is also so sharp.

The older you get, the more afraid you are of death. I think that when I first became a ghost, the little ghost who commanded the entire hospital was also infinitely beautiful.

It's just that now it seems that the scenery is not there, and I can't even find a life-saving ghost.

The hospital was in the dark, and there was a figure parked there, and if you didn't look closely, you wouldn't be able to see that there was anything else here.

The figure stood silently, a much smaller shadow on his shoulder moving.

"Ahri, are you full? You are too greedy, swallow all the little ghosts in the hospital in one gulp, and you are not afraid of panicking!"

"Ahh Wouldn't it be too cheap for him to hurt his leg last time, and let him absorb these little ghosts?"

A pair of thief's eyes poked out of the shadows, but they were a pair of turquoise pupils.

"Ahri, you are really a little fox who loves to hold grudges! Anyway, after you met me, you didn't write down the two of us in a small book, did you?" The man's voice was a little empty, it seemed that he had bullied this fox countless times, if it wasn't for the fox not being able to beat him, it was estimated that he would end up like these little ghosts, and the more he thought about it, the more worried he became.

Thinking about it, the man turned and left, his steps were very fast, and he disappeared from the hospital in a few clicks, as if he wanted to throw the little fox off his shoulder.

"Hey, why didn't you just leave, don't you see what he writes?

"There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't have to ask for it!

"Hmph, you have culture! Don't wait for me if you have the ability! Hey, hey......"

The downstairs is silent, and the upstairs is silent.

"Old ghost, you're really not reliable at all! After waiting for such a long time, what about your subordinates, didn't you say that the hospital is all yours?

The old ghost struggled for a while, but still couldn't break free.

"It's all white-eyed wolves! Unreliable! This time I admit it, I want to kill or chop, just come. Shout a painful word, and I won't be surnamed Zheng!"

Mo Yifu retracted his gaze, it was completely quiet outside, there was really nothing, no one would come, and he couldn't wait for the ghost.

I thought of a word in my heart, which is quite interesting.

Hey~

"In that case, then I'm disrespectful! Goodbye, old ghost!"

The old ghost is dying, and the righteousness is awe-inspiring.

As a knife warrior, Mo Yiyi is annoying, but he looks like he doesn't care.

He held a brush in his hand, volleyed a few times, crisp and neat, extremely chic, there was a great artist's breath, if there was a young girl beside him, his eyes must be full of peach hearts, shouting: Liuchuan annoyance, I love you~

Soon, a big golden character appeared in the air, looking at the eyes of the old ghost, it seemed to be an incomparably terrifying scene, even more terrifying than seeing the ghost in the West District.

"Daxian, be merciful, I said! It was the ghost in the Western District who deliberately revealed the news, and it was also the killer he sent to inform all the ghosts in the Western District, find out your address, and send out! I have always been a good citizen! Thirty years ago, I was a good citizen, and it was the director of the hospital who killed me and sealed it in the toilet on the tenth floor with cement. After several changes, I have never been allowed to leave this building! I have never harmed you, you killed me, it is against the way of heaven! In the future, if you become an immortal, you will be a demon! Controlling the universe is even more of a fool's dream! You can't kill me! I'm afraid of pain~"

The old ghost opened his teeth and claws, spoke incoherently, and said a lot.

"Hehe~ You finally shook it all out?Who is the ghost guy, where do you live, do you want to borrow a knife to kill someone?" Mo Yifu stared at the eyes of the old ghost, and the other party's eyes were very pure, just like a child, bent on death.

Alas~

"Go ahead!"

The golden characters in the air fell on the old ghost's head, like a red soldering iron, imprinted in the cold water.

There was a snort......

The old ghost's soul was completely weakened, gradually disappearing, and even the wailing slowly stopped, and it was no longer audible.

"Oops, embarrassing. The turtle character is written incorrectly. The old ghost shouldn't be able to see it. I guess it doesn't matter anymore!"

He originally wanted to write the turtle character, but it turned out to be 黾!

The old ghost surnamed Zheng eventually died from a typo.

There is nowhere to talk about desolation......