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At this moment, the sky is just gray, and according to the past, there are still many people walking around, some rushing to study, rushing to play ball, and rushing to play outside. There is also a couple of young couples who take a walk and love each other. But now all the way through, the lights on the basketball court are still on, and there is indeed a shadow of people playing basketball.

When I came to the library, the door was open, and the headmaster heard that the goddess would not come out until at least a year later, so the library was opened normally. At the moment, the library is well lit, and it always makes people think that there are many people who are working hard to get into graduate school.

Walking to the center of the library and looking around, except for a few management teachers who were bored playing with their mobile phones, there was not a single student, Zhang Wei couldn't help frowning. When I first came back, there were still most of the students walking around on the road, and I could still hear words praising myself and discussing my heroic deeds, but now there is no one, and the people who are going to graduate school are gone, and I don't need to think about it, I know that I can sleep in the dormitory or play games.

Hiding aside, Zhang Wei took out the incense, and after recalling the method of use in his heart, he threw the incense into the air.

I saw that the incense was thrown into the air, and after a while, it hovered, Zhang Wei put his hands together, chanted a mantra, and separated his hands in front of the incense.

Burning incense received Zhang Wei's instructions, and as soon as the red dot on the top lit up, a trace of smoke slowly floated out and went straight to the ground. It's like entering a no-man's land, and the smoke that wafts out easily burrows into the ground.

Zhang Wei watched quietly from the side, and waited for the red on the top of the incense to light up 3 or 4 times, and then Zhang Wei folded his hands again.

The smoke that had penetrated into the ground all floated back, forming a large screen in front of Zhang Wei, just like before, and pictures slowly appeared on the screen.

The first thing that appeared in the picture was the foundation of the library, but it was conceivable that the smoke was entwined around the foundation, and the picture was spinning again, and Zhang Wei was almost dizzy when he saw it.

Finally, the picture stopped rotating, and stayed in that grid, only to see a woman dressed in white with her back to the camera, her long hair waist-high, and she didn't have to think about it to know that she had wrapped the goddess, not only because only the goddess had been wrapped in the ground, but also because of the copper coin inserted in the shoulder of the goddess.

Before the goddess came out of the elevator, it was Du Bufan who used the copper coin array to beat it out, because at that time, Zhang Wei had doubts about the copper coin on the goddess's shoulder, and he remembered it at once. Now the woman on the screen is not only in line with drilling into the ground, but also inserting copper coins, who else will it be if she doesn't wrap the goddess.

As if sensing that something was wrong, the goddess slowly turned her head, and her eyes immediately widened. She knew how powerful the smoke was. The face was full of incredulity, never expected that this smoke could actually drill into the ground to find himself, the whole person immediately turned around, his expression was nervous, the alert state reached the highest level, and he opened his mouth. The clothes and hair on his body were galloping.

Even Zhang Wei, who was just looking at it on the ground, could feel the heart-rending cry of the goddess.

Immediately afterwards, the goddess grabbed it with one claw, and the picture shook slightly, as if she was dodging the attack of the goddess. After all, the smoke this time was only for exploration, and it didn't have much of a killing effect.

I didn't catch a claw, and I was angry when I wrapped the goddess. Directly at the smoke spewed out a large breath of yin qi.

At this moment, the picture shook violently, as if it had been hit hard by the goddess, and when the picture calmed down, it was to see the rapidly rotating foundation, and the whole picture was turning faster than before, it should be to avoid the pursuit of the goddess.

After the moment is played, the picture is gone. The smoke cleared.

Zhang Wei beckoned, and the incense flew back into Zhang Wei's hand, "Is the goddess behind the scenes this time?" ”

The incense burned, and another puff of smoke flew out to form a few big words: "The injury has not healed, the ghost has not been formed, the ideal is very beautiful, and the reality is very skinny." ”

This passage, Zhang Wei was speechless for a while, and he was still realistic and skinny, why were such modern words said by Burning Incense, I really doubt that Burning Incense was passed down from the Tang Dynasty.

But in this way, the clue is also broken, since it was not done by the goddess, who else will do it? Who has the power to make the students of the whole school so lazy? Almost no labor force was lost.

I originally thought it was good, but I did it by the goddess, so I got rid of her. But now, the incense also said that it couldn't be made by the goddess, so his ideas were all ruined. I can't know the past and the future, and I'm not Detective Conan, how can I investigate?

Just when Zhang Wei was full of sadness, he suddenly felt that someone slapped him from behind.

"Who?" Zhang Wei's nerves immediately tensed, and with a turn of his backhand, he clasped the hand that was clapping him and shouted.

"Oh, Zhang Wei, let go, I'm Cheng Wencan. It hurts. Cheng Wencan's hand was clasped by Zhang Wei, and his joints ached, and he hurriedly screamed.

"Ah, it's you. I'm sorry. Seeing that it was Cheng Wencan, Zhang Wei hurriedly let go of his hand, feeling very embarrassed, hurting his friend who had just met, "Why did you come to the library." ”

"I'm running out of takeaways here, and I'm about to come to the library to borrow books, and then return the little electric donkey to the proprietress and then have a meal and go back to the bedroom to rest." Cheng Wencan rubbed his shoulders, a little dissatisfied, "When I saw you here, I came over and said hello loudly, I didn't expect you to treat me like this." Oops, it's painful, have you studied martial arts? ”

"I'm sorry, I'm thinking about something, so I didn't notice you, how can I know any martial arts, if I can, I'll be filming like a martial arts star." Zhang Wei smiled, "Then did you borrow the book?" ”

"I borrowed it, and I'm about to return it."

"Then I'll go with you, there's nothing to do anyway."

"That's fine. Let's go. Cheng Wencan thought that he had always been lonely, and with Cheng Wencan accompanying him to return the car, at least he could say something, so he immediately agreed, let Zhang Wei sit in the back seat, and drove the little electric donkey towards the chicken steak restaurant.

Not long after it opened, the little electric donkey stopped, "It's here, you wait outside, I'll talk to the proprietress about it." Cheng Wencan motioned for Zhang Wei to get out of the car, and walked in to talk to the proprietress by himself.

Zhang Wei stood outside this chicken chop shop, frowning deeply, not for anything else, just for this chicken chop shop built at the foot of the back mountain, giving people a deep feeling of yin. xh118