"Introduction, tomb robbing is not a dinner party, not a fuss, not a painting and embroidery, not so exquisite, so calm, courteous, so gentle and frugal, tomb robbing is a technical work, a technical ...... to destroy"

lit the fire, Nie Xiaoqian sat next to Jiang Xiaoxian, Jiang Xiaoxian was not in a hurry, and a copy of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" began to tell the story.

In order to respond to the background of this world where Nie Xiaoqian is located and the historical background of the Middle Continent, Jiang Xiaoxian changed the world background of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", and some nouns that do not exist in these two worlds are also based on this fragmented world, and they have been modified to meet the principles of the two worlds as much as possible.

"These deeds must start from a remnant book left by my grandfather, "Sixteen Characters Yin and Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique", this remnant book, the second half of which was somehow torn off, was forcibly ripped off, leaving only this chapter on the scroll of feng shui, most of which are described in the book, most of them are unique secret techniques such as interpreting the feng shui pattern of the tomb......"

Because it involved ghosts related to his identity, as soon as Jiang Xiaoxian started talking, Nie Xiaoqian quieted down.

She had no worries about food and clothing before she was alive, but she didn't read any books, let alone any novels, Jiang Xiaoxian is now talking about novels, although the beginning is bland, she listened to a few words and indulged in it.

"Chapter 1, Blank Paper Man. My grandfather's name was Hu Guohua......"

Jiang Xiaoxian's first chapter opened, and the beginning was all about Hu Guohua's autobiographical introduction, and a group of enthusiastic viewers in the live broadcast room were dumbfounded.

"Is this a ghost story?"

"Is there such a bland ghost story?"

"It doesn't feel like a ghost story at all, it's like listening to someone's autobiography, but what's the point of this kind of autobiography of an ordinary person?"

Dharma Protector. Fingertip Young Emperor, "Fingertip Young Emperor rewards one million copper coins!" Good, good, good, little idle sister said it well! ”

"The fingertip young emperor rolls NMLGB, Sister Xian is naturally talking about what is good, I don't need your cup of poisonous milk at all! Sister Xian, don't listen to the barrage, I just think it's good, be bland, what's wrong? ”

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"Don't tell the story of fighting and defeating the Buddha, why do you want to talk about this kind of ghost blowing the lamp?" Nuo Ye frowned slightly, she came because of the many stone birth novels that appeared on the platform, and wanted to hear a new story about fighting to defeat the Buddha, but she didn't expect to hear anything related to the victory over the Buddha, but she heard a ghost novel that was as plain as water.

This novel is told in an orderly manner, and it must be clear, but as a novel, such a story must also hit the street, no matter what happens later, this beginning will scare off countless readers.

"Those fragments about fighting and defeating the Buddha may have been told to her, so they can be said to be fascinating, and the book she is talking about now may be her real novel level."

The number of viewers in the live broadcast room is decreasing, and Nuo Ye also has the heart to leave immediately, but today is rare free time, although this book is not very good, but the anchor Xiao Lori's female dress as a man and the beauty of the alluring city made her eyes pause.

It's also troublesome to find an interesting live broadcast room.

Just take care of your eyes, review a bunch of street novels every day, your heart is tired, and your eyes are tired!

The number of viewers is decreasing, and the barrage in the live broadcast room is not optimistic, but Jiang Xiaoxian has no impact at all, and continues to speak in an orderly manner, the text is very stable, and the tone is also very stable.

And when Nie Xiaoqian gently leaned her head on her shoulder, the book came out of her mouth more and more flavorful.

A few minutes later, Jiang Xiaoxian talked about a paper man who was a pasty paper man came to life, cooked for Hu Guohua, and fooled Hu Guohua's uncle together, the noisy barrage in the live broadcast room was reduced by half in an instant, and countless viewers felt that the air around them was cold in an instant, and a group of children directly threw out the doll toys around them.

Nuo Ye shuddered, and his body, which was not afraid of the severe cold and heat, actually felt a little cold.

"Is this novel just starting now?" Nuo Ye's body sat up straight unconsciously, and his eyes also unconsciously looked directly at Jiang Xiaoxian.

Every time she reviews a wonderful novel, she will have this action, and this ghost novel, which was not optimistic about a few minutes ago, has now aroused her interest.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't make much movement, but the two hands that grabbed Jiang Xiaoxian were even harder.

She knew that she was a ghost, but she couldn't feel the plot that Jiang Xiaoxian said.

Ghosts listen to ghost stories, and they will also be afraid of ghosts. It's like when people listen to the story of a murderer, they are still afraid of a murderer.

After a few more minutes, the plot of the novel becomes more and more compact, the suspense increases, and the heart-wrenching plots are one after another.

The live broadcast room began to become quiet, and countless audience breaths became nervous with Jiang Xiaoxian's voice.

Nie Xiaoqian's whole body was already close to Jiang Xiaoxian's body, and the little bird looked like a human, and no longer had the previous imposing momentum.

On another blank holographic screen in front of Nuo Ye, paragraphs of text kept popping up with Jiang Xiaoxian's speech, and it was actually the book that Jiang Xiaoxian was talking about, which was converted into text word for word.

Zidi, whose pen name is the Young Emperor of the Fingertips, turned black at this moment, and the cold glow in his purple eyes shone brightly, Jiang Xiaoxian began to talk about "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", he thought he had found a point to help his sister get angry, but he didn't expect this final result, but he was going to indulge in it,

"Second sister, I'm a little scared!"

Outside Lanruo Temple, countless female ghosts were scattered everywhere, their bodies curled up, their ears erected, and a pair of eyes staring at the two figures in the ruined temple.

"You're a ghost, you're afraid to listen to ghost stories, don't you feel like you've lost your ghost's face?"

"Second sister, you hurt me."

"It hurts, it hurts, what's there to hurt? You are a ghost, not a human, how much can it hurt to pinch? ”

"Second sister, are you really not afraid?"

"What's there to be afraid of? Isn't it just a ghost story? I'll make it up, I'll talk about it, do you want to hear it? ”

"No, don't, let's just listen to that scholar."

"Yes, yes, ghosts tell ghost stories, and they will scare ghosts to death."

The yin wind was howling, and several female ghosts instantly stayed away from the female ghosts in Tsing Yi.

Xiaolan looked around and found that when no ghost could pinch herself, she had to hug her arm tightly.

"Sister, you are so fascinated by listening to books, how do you explain grandma!"

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Giggles!

At dawn, Nie Xiaoqian, who was already half-lying on Jiang Xiaoxian's body, shook her body and stood up instantly.

"Childe, it's getting late, I'm leaving!" Nie Xiaoqian's expression was a little flustered, she didn't expect that as a ghost, she would indulge in ghost novels, and it was dawn as soon as she heard it.

The task assigned by my grandmother was not completed, and my scalp was numb for a while.

"By the way, my name is Nie Xiaoqian, what's your name!" The moment Nie Xiaoqian opened the door to leave, she suddenly turned around and said her name.

"My name is Ning Caichen!" Jiang Xiaoxian's face was not red, and his heart was not beating.

"Ning Caichen, Caichen, I remember, you should leave here today, don't stay here again." After Nie Xiaoqian finished speaking, she no longer glanced at Jiang Xiaoxian, and her figure rushed out directly.