Liang Zhu Bu'an can only hum the second half of the song, and the remaining half can only be played by Qingshan himself. Whether it's a surprise or a disappointment, it won't be long before you can see it anyway.

Ghost hunting is still very busy, day and night, and the days are upside down, but since the people of the Seven Divisions have heard about Qingshan's "Moon Splash Galaxy" and know that she will play a song like this every three days, they have never complained about suffering.

Luo Qingting needs time to set up the formation, and he can only be in charge of the first family every night, but he followed him all night long, and never said that he would leave early, and he was even afraid that everyone would say that he was eating idle food, so he declared early that he could really share her a little less if he earned money.

Deng Xiaoxian occasionally repeats his old tricks, but You Ping has become surprisingly positive, scattering soul charms everywhere as if he doesn't want money, and carrying the two or three families that Deng Xiaoxian relied on alone.

On the evening of the seventh day of the new year, everyone suggested that Mr. Haruyama should come every other night in the future, otherwise there would be no time to compose music.

Qingshan originally insisted, but Bu An also felt that everyone's statement made sense, so he set a rule and let her rest every time.

In fact, the intensity of the aura attracted by a single "Moon Splash Galaxy" is not as strong as that of Jiang Chengzi (ten years of life and death), and the reason why it can boost morale at once is because of the promise that must be made every three days.

After all, the people of the Seven Divisions spend spiritual power to catch ghosts, and a Jiangchengzi is equivalent to making a windfall (Deng Xiaoxian and Huiyuan also have to add Lanting Xia Ji), with this time, I don't know where it will be next time, and Qingshan's promise is to let everyone have a fixed income, of course, it is of great significance.

When Bu An first came into contact with ghost hunting, he felt nervous and excited, but after working for a long time and watching more, it became less and less unusual. Later, he could easily point to the female ghost hanging on the beam and say, "It's really a hanged ghost." ”

Rubbing thirty ghosts in one night, there are weak and strong, the accumulation of small amounts, quantitative changes into qualitative changes, when he returned to the seventh division of the yamen on the morning of the seventh day of the sixth month, he was surprised to find that he did not seem to be tired at all, busy all night, still full of energy.

At first, he wondered if he was used to "working the night shift" in a row. After being served by Su Su to wash her feet, when she saw that she was going out to pour water for washing her feet, a thought arose and shouted, "Su Su slow down!

As he spoke, he put on his shoes and took the footbath from Su Su's hand.

"Isn't it heavy?" he looked at Su Su with a stunned expression.

Su Su nodded as a matter of course and said, "It's not heavy." ”

The little girl is born with great strength, of course she doesn't feel a big pot, but Bu'an is different.

This year's footbath is made of wood, the material is extremely solid, the weight is already heavy, and with a large basin of water, how can it be easy to hold it in his hand - he has just returned from a night shift, and it should be very tired.

Bu An didn't say anything, walked out of the house with the footbath, removed his left hand, and pinched the basin with his right hand to hold it.

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, "Bang!"

Finally, the strength in his hand was insufficient, and the footbath fell to the ground.

"Childe, are you alright?" Su Su rushed out of the house and found that his son seemed to have fallen into an evil spirit. Obviously, one of them didn't hold it, and the footwashing water wet all the shoes and pants, but the smile on his face was like a madness.

"It's okay...... Very good...... No matter how good it is......" Bu'an was a little incoherent, from finding that he could rub the ghost, to following the ghost hunting three divisions to rub the ghost, and then to pulling up the team by himself, all night long, coaxing the child to beg grandma to drag Deng Xiaoxian and them to catch ghosts, rubbing, rubbing, rubbing, finally rewarding!

He knew very well how much water was in this basin, in the past, it was no problem to hold it with one hand, but it was obviously impossible to maintain balance by pinching the basin with a few fingers.

I still racked my brains to think, what is divine power, it turns out that divine power is divine power? The divine power of natural divine power? Literally, what are you kidding?!

As soon as Bu An thought of this, he quickly picked up the footbath and ran into the house, closed the door tightly, and forced Su Su into the corner.

"Susu, you are honest!, why do you have so much strength?"

Su Su looked at his son-in-law's fierce expression, and his emotions did not brew in the slightest, and he cried with a "wow".

"Plain is strength...... Strength is great...... Energetic ......"

Bu An grabbed her hands that were wiping her tears, and said ruthlessly: "What's the use of saying it over and over again? I ask you why you have so much strength? Also, are you a demon or a god?"

"Susu ...... How can Su Su be a god...... Susu is a cat...... It's a cat demon......"

"Then you go back and show me. Bu An let go of his hands and said with a straight face.

Su Su wiped her tears and puffed out her mouth as if she was straining...... I tried very hard to turn back into a cat, but it didn't take long for me to flatten my mouth again, and I said aggrievedly: "Susu...... Su Su doesn't seem to be able to change back......"

"You're not honest!" Ayumi pointed to her nose.

"I just can't change back, I haven't changed back for too long, Su Su forgot how to change!" Su Su grinned and cried, crying so sadly, it didn't look like she was pretending at all.

Outside the door, Deng Xiaoxian's voice suddenly remembered: "Hey! I haven't slept early in the morning, what about beating the child?"

"I didn't fight! I cried like this before I fought!" Bu An shouted towards the door, looked at Su Su who pursed his lips and sobbed, shook his head and said in a low voice: "Okay, okay, next time, think about how to change back, don't cry now, okay?"

Su Su nodded and said, "Hmm", sobbing and said, "Childe, Su Su is really a demon, do you believe Su Su is good?"

Bu An touched her head, reached out to help her wipe her tears, and comforted her softly: "Don't cry, don't cry, I believe you...... Don't ask for it in the future, okay?"

After coaxing the little girl to sleep, Bu'an lay on his bed, and a thought suddenly arose in his heart: Is there a demon god? Forget it! This little girl's mouth is harder than Liu Hulan's, and she can't ask anything.

I always feel that divine power shouldn't be so simple, and Bu'an wants to try again.

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After waking up that afternoon, Bu An went around the city of Yuezhou, and came back with a longbow on his back.

Deng Xiaoxian looked straight at it, pointed to the bow and smiled: "What's the matter?

Bu An didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, walked to the courtyard and stood still, took off the bow and held it in his left hand, and put the three fingers of his right hand on it.

The dantian ghost qi instantly swam to the tip of the index finger with the tendons and veins, this process he has practiced I don't know how many times, and now the ghost qi is much more powerful than at the beginning, but it still focuses on the fingertips at most, and it can't do the spiritual power of Zhu Xiuqi out of the body.

In the courtyard, everyone stopped what they were doing, and even the blind man was listening with his ears pricked up.

The longbow was pulled to seven or eight points by Bu'an, aiming at the rockery in the center of the courtyard, and there was no arrow on the bowstring.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

There was a splash of stone chips on the rockery, leaving a small shallow hole, but the "click" sound did not come from here......

Deng Xiaoxian laughed and sat on the ground with a smile, not because Bu'an's archery was too weak, but because he laughed at the bow in his hand.

"Nobody told you...... No one told you...... Is the bow used for archery different? hahahaha...... Ordinary bows can't be left empty!hahahaha!"

He was right, the longbow in Bu'an's hand was useless.

The "click" sound is the sound of the bow breaking.

It's true that no one told Bu'an, and neither did the boss who sold the bow. But Bu'an was not embarrassed at all, not even angry, he accompanied Deng Xiaoxiao and smiled, laughing so much that he squatted on the ground.

"Oh yes!ha!Why didn't anyone tell me!hahahaha!That boss!Boss who sells bows!Hahaha!What a bastard!"

He smiled happily, happier than Deng Xiaoxian, and he didn't pretend to be happy, he was really happy.

Finally being able to disguise the ghost qi as aura to practice archery, even if it is just an inconspicuous hole left in the rockery, it is also a decisive step for him to start from scratch.

What is it to scrap a bow?

In the evening of the same day, Bu An went to hunt ghosts with a bow that he had newly purchased, and when Qingshan saw it, he probably remembered the strange pipa, and said with a smile: "Bu Gongzi, are you going to practice all the six arts of Confucianism?"

"Why not?" said Bu An with a smile.