"Little fat man, will you try to talk more?"

The old ghost's right hand was raised, and his black nails shone out, shining in the light, so beautiful.

Da Zhuang immediately closed his mouth, but his eyes were restless, and he kept purring and turning, signaling Mo Yifu to be careful.

The old ghost can't believe it.

"Uncle Zheng, don't say it again, don't blame me for being unkind. The right hand was stretched out, palm facing down, but the deterrent power had already been manifested, and the old ghost was silent.

Then, the old ghost breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and looked at Mo Yifu, the big fat man in front of him seemed to be serious.

"Well, I'll cut a long story short. According to reliable sources, it is almost certain that you are the new judge, and the judge's pen in your hand is proof of this!"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Yifu and Da Zhuang were stunned on the spot, not knowing how to answer.

Da Zhuang was completely confused, his brain was a little insufficient, and he looked at his friend in a daze.

After a while, Mo Yifu came to his senses and began to think back to what had happened recently.

Zhongyuan Festival, Blue Monkey, Blue World, Blue Pagoda, Teenage Girl, Writing Brush Characters, Ghost Hunting Mission......

But what does this have to do with his identity, he is still a big living person, he is not a judge at all, what kind of sentence is sentenced, it's just writing, at most catch two ghosts and fool that girl, what else can I do.

However, it feels like it's very powerful.

It's also very good.

"Judge the pen, distinguish yin and yang, change fate, decide life and death, and hold the world! You have this pen, you are destined to be your identity. It's just a pity that you haven't fully mastered the function of the judge's pen. Now you are only one chance away. All the demons and monsters in the city are ready to move. If it weren't for the power of the judge's pen, you would have died a thousand times!"

The old ghost said faintly, the greedy look on his face was very obvious, and he didn't hide it at all, but he just looked at it and rubbed his hands, and he didn't dare to cross the thunder pool by half a step.

The legendary Judge Pen is so powerful that he doesn't want to be the first to become a crab-eating ghost.

"Hey~"

Awkward smile, very dry!

"So, have you thought about killing me?" Mo Yifu's tone cooled, and he was no longer like what he said when he was educating Da Zhuang before: respect the old and love the young. "The first time we met in the toilet, why didn't you kill me?"

Mo Yian's eyes were cold, staring at the old ghost uncomfortable, but his face was just sneering, and he couldn't read anything else.

Time ticked by, Mo Yifu looked down at the sports wristband, 23:59.

Drip~

00:00。

A gust of wind arose in the cold and quiet corridor, and struck down the long corridor, blowing the old ghost's clothes, and blowing out along the half-open window, and the blue curtains shook and made a slight noise.

Da Zhuang, who was waiting to hear the story, hugged his arms tightly, shrunk his neck, and turned his head to look out the window.

The night is dark, the stars are lonely, and the whole city is sleeping peacefully.

The old ghost and Mo Yifu glanced at each other, their eyes full of questions and doubts.

"There are so many people looking for you!" Mo Yifu said softly.

"Maybe they didn't come for me!" the old ghost scoffed in a low voice. Thirty years later, how can anyone still remember themselves.

Meow~

This sound was extremely crisp, and there was a hint of loudness, ringing in everyone's ears, Da Zhuang heard it most clearly, saw it most clearly, and fell on the bed.

I saw that the patient in the hospital gown, who had been ignored by everyone, suddenly sat up, squirmed, squatted on the bed, and turned his face around.

That face, wrinkled, didn't look like a human face at all.

His face is covered with black hair, his nose is shrunken, his pupils are slender and red, and his teeth are turned out of his mouth.

Cat-faced monster!

Woo~snort~

His limbs showed sharp claws, and when he was about to pounce on the nearest person, the little fat man collapsed on the bed in fright.

"Uncle Zheng, is this cat raised by you? This is a hospital, you just said that the entire hospital is yours, and this cat should also be under your jurisdiction. Mo Yi said nervously.

"Hehe~ If you want to say that, then this cat should indeed be in my charge. The old ghost said lightly, and while approaching the cat-faced man a little closer, he stretched out his hand to tease it, and it seemed really familiar.

Meow~

The cat-faced man slowly stretched out his paws to the old ghost, as if to accept the old ghost's reassurance.

"Good cat, why did you run out! Your master ......"

Boom~

The cat's claws danced quickly in the air, like a high-speed vibrating stick, scratching the old ghost's hands, face, and buttocks, and it hurt him so much that he screamed and ran away while shouting.

The ward is so big, the old ghost escaped a few places, all of them are dead ends, and the fat Mo Yifu has been standing at the door, like a Buddha, blocking the door to death.

"Boy, if you don't help, if you want your soul to be destroyed, you will definitely let the ghosts of the whole hospital come to your house every day to harass you!"

Mo Yiyi yawned.

"If you say that, you're going to have to help it get you out of the way first. After a night of talking nonsense, who knows which of your words is true and which is false!

"Stinky boy, you don't distinguish between good and bad. If I want to get you, you'll be dead a long time ago, okay?" The old ghost tried his best to dodge, but the cat-faced figure was extremely athletic, and his eyes were sharp, and he could always successfully snipe the old ghost in just the right place.

Gradually, the old ghost's soul became transparent, and he didn't have the energy to continue to threaten Mo Yifu.

Despite this, Mo Yifu still stood there at the door, not moving.

His idea is very simple, the old ghost is the boss of the hospital, and this cat must have been recruited by him to test himself, forcing himself to take out the judge's pen and completely confirm his identity.

How could he be deceived! Lu Yiju made it very clear and tried not to reveal his identity. Although the old ghost said a lot of credible words, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, let alone an old ghost who has been squatting in the toilet for thirty years.

It's a ghost~

The cat ghost chase battle is slowly coming to an end, and the cat-faced people are getting more and more excited the more they chase, and they meow and meow non-stop~

Syllable~

Suddenly, the cat-faced man was slapped and flew out, and fell down against the edge of the bed, soft, like a young man after the first trial, paralyzed there.

"It's boring! There's no mercy at all. If you don't have kindness, how can you be a good person!"

The old ghost crawled back to Mo Yifu's back at some point, and it was no longer the faint appearance before.

"Uncle Zheng, have you been in the toilet for a long time, do something, it's not reliable at all! Don't you look at the time past 12 o'clock, and feel sorry for your old ghost's name! Look at what you scared my friend into. Besides, where did you get the cat, the dead are big, don't toss the corpse, okay? Tomorrow the people in the hospital won't be scared to pee!"

Mo clapped his hands and said helplessly.

"Now, I think the time has come. I'm going to talk to you about the judge's pen. Do you still want to hear it?"

The voice of the old ghost came from behind.

Mo Yiyi grabbed the old ghost behind him in front of him and stepped on his feet.

"Don't you think it's too late? Although you are an old man, I have already respected what you should respect. It's a pity that you're an old disrespectful guy, and you've been lying on my back, I don't know how heavy it is."

Leaning against the wall, Mo Yi gasped for breath.

"Miss Lu, you hurry up and get this old ghost away, I don't like to talk to these people with teapots in their stomachs, I'm tired!