Shen Qian wouldn't have gone on vacation if he had such a thing. Then again, Shen Qian couldn't be willing to spend 100,000 yuan to buy a magic weapon.

Lu Li doesn't know the market, but the magic weapon is only sold for 100,000 yuan, and Lao Dao must have secretly given a discount.

Affection is inherited.

Tell the result to Yang Chunxue, who was reluctant to give up, and returned to the bedroom step by step, using games to relieve the desire to pet the cat.

The orange cat, with one leg crossed and cleaning its belly, lifted its head and looked at Lu Li, who had hung the portrait of Dracula on the wall.

"Brother, don't hang too high...... I'm afraid of heights, so I'm going to get here a little bit low, so I'm sorry for you. ”

The temporary residence of Dracula's portrait is next to the door, separated from the dummy by a door.

A Western medieval portrait on the wall is out of place with the rest of the room, but it can only be so.

Yang Chunxue quickly broke away from the obsession of cats and threw herself into the game. Having mastered the art of touching objects, she finally stopped playing in the air, she used a keyboard and mouse like a normal person, but the technique became ...... Don't mention it.

Kong Nanqing collapsed in bed and had not come down for 48 hours. The temptation for a new member of an orange cat to join is obviously not as big as in the TV series.

The dummy stood by the door, and it always was. Maybe it might be moving around in the middle of the night while it was asleep, but no one could see it.

Dracula, a new member of the detective agency, is greeting the dummy: "Hi, how are you?" How do you do？ In front of his former colleagues, Dracula tries to preserve the last of his dignity.

The orange cat licked the hair on its belly, jumped off the sofa, shook its snow-white hind feet, and ran to Lu Li's feet and jumped on his legs with a soft cry, turned in circles to find a suitable position, curled up his two front paws and lay down on his legs.

Retracting his gaze to observe the surroundings, Lu Li gently stroked the orange cat's head.

The latter narrowed his eyes in comfort, and a faint snoring sounded.

The detective agency is getting more crowded.

Not in space, but in consciousness.

The detective agency, which is less than fifty square meters, squeezes out seven conscious existences.

If you count the cat that was picked up, it's eight paths.

Then again, even the space is a bit cramped, after all, this room is only a one-bedroom apartment.

Changing the address of a new detective agency seemed imminent, but it wasn't now, and he needed to prepare for the Metaphysical Exchange Forum in thirteen days.

And before the metaphysical exchange forum, Lu Li was going to use the Birth Ghost Illustrated Guide—if her abilities were useless.

As usual, Lu Li turned on the TV with the remote control, which was enough to be heard without loud news background sound.

He's been doing this for a while. The local news in Pingling City keeps him informed of daily events and possible vigilance to avoid danger.

For example, if a half-corpse is found in a community with bite rejection marks, Lu Li will stay away from that community and its surroundings.

"This ...... Does this look like this? This doesn't seem like the legendary computer that students often talk about! ”

An accented exclamation rang out, and Dracula leaned out of the painting, full of shock.

Lu Li replied: "This is TV." ”

"Does this seem to have been created with wisdom? Humans really seem amazing...... How does it seem to have an image, and how does it work!? ”

"I don't know, you can watch, but keep quiet."

Lu Li doesn't like to be noisy, especially when he's busy with business.

"Brother, you're busy, I'll take a look."

Dracula understood, covered his mouth, and maintained a position of leaning out of his upper body, so that he could pass over the dummy and land on the television at the other end, which was nearly parallel.

He could only see the figure vaguely, and he didn't dare to change his position, who called himself to send people under the fence now.

Then again, isn't it much better here than an abandoned school building? There's not even a moving thing there.

Soon, however, Dracula learns how to watch TV from the reflection of the opposite window. Despite being a mirror image, it still looks at it without blinking.

It's like a child who sees a game for the first time doesn't mind whether it's played by others or by themselves, and whether the game is fun or not.

Lu Li retracted his gaze, and it seemed that he didn't need to think about the loyalty of Dracula's portrait for the time being.

Sink into your mind and summon the ghost messenger.

Yin Virtue has accumulated to twenty-five, and Lu Li has not yet figured out what the ratio of Yin Virtue to Bearing the upper line is, but one thing is certain: Shen Jingjing's illustrated book is still unusable to him, this is what his intuitive illustrated book told him.

After a slight pause on the title page, turn to the last page.

[Birth ghost]

ghost

The pictorial portrait scene is a gravel pavement with a bunch of dots.

The abandoned playground at West Hill High School.

The birth ghost floated in the air, his cloak scattered, only one eye was exposed, and a piece of intestine fell from between his calves and fell into the air.

Similar to the way Lu Li saw her, nothing special.

In the margin on the right side of the illustrated book, two lines of judgment go from top to bottom like an inscription poem.

[Joy, joy, affection, grievances, sorrows, sorrows, sorrow 】

[Life and death, hatred, hatred, and hatred are muddy. 】

The first reading of the sentence was unclear, so after thinking about it carefully, it came to the conclusion that it was a portrayal of the life of the ghost who was in labor.

It is...... The format is symmetrical, but it still doesn't rhyme.

Lu Li had no way of knowing that the verdict was written in the book of life and death after the ghost's last wish was completed. Or some kind of big data intelligent AI in the underworld, which will automatically calculate the judgment based on the person's life and death.

But either way, it has little to do with Lu Li's present.

Lu Li turned back to the page of the ghost fetus, made sure that there was no change or combination between the two illustrated books, and began to use the Ghost Illustrated Book.

Bang –

The heart beating in his chest stopped for a moment, beating extremely slowly. The majestic yin qi emanated from the bottom of his heart, flowed to the limbs and bones, and then poured into his arms in an instant.

A biting chill appeared on both arms, and a faint layer of frost appeared.

"Meow~"

With a cat meow, the yin qi faded like a tide, and in a few seconds Lu Li returned to his original state, and the warm arm seemed to be just an illusion from the previous scene.

The cat is just an ordinary pastoral orange cat, and the yin qi fades because Lu Li took the initiative to withdraw the illustrated book.

He was afraid that the yin qi would hurt the cat.

In front of Fang Qian, Lu Li got two pieces of good news.

Although the feeling of yin qi entering the body is uncomfortable, it is still within the scope of bearing. And his hands can hurt ghosts.

Lu Li's attack methods are finally no longer only kitchen knives and summoning Yang Chunxue, as well as the dispensable Glock.

The illustrated book of the birth ghost seems to be an enhanced version of the ghost fetus. With it, the ghost fetus can be used as a material to strengthen.

But when he turned to the page of the ghost fetus, Lu Li hesitated.

The birth ghost and the ghost fetus are mother and child, and perhaps the related illustrated book is strengthened...... There will be new changes.

Moreover, the strength of the ghost fetus is weak, and even if there is no special effect, it will not affect Lu Li's overall layout.

No longer hesitating, Lu Li strengthened the newly obtained birth ghosts and ghost fetuses.

A scene that has never been seen before is happening, and the illustrated book of the ghost of childbirth is gradually fading and dissipating.

Lu Li, who had some understanding, turned back to the page of the ghost fetus, and sure enough, the illustrated portrait was undergoing new changes.

It was still the winding path that stretched into the distance, but the ghost fetus that crawled forward to chase the figure stopped, raised its head, and silently stared at the painted birth ghost beside him.

Mother and son looked at each other, and everything froze in this picture.

The sentence is no longer the same as before.

[Confused and ignorant, fortunately met a nobleman. 】

[Thank you.] 】

[Xie ...... Thank. 】

Lu Li sighed slightly, and his tone was soft.

"The family is reunited."