"It turned out that he died after the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he is still young!"

Wang Lang nodded, and then continued to ask, "Are you a man or a woman?" ”

Hearing Wang Lang's words, the pencil began to rotate slowly again, but in the face of the five Chinese characters of "Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing Dynasties" and the ten numbers of "0-9", the ghost was obviously entangled.

"It was my mistake! Well, you wait a minute, I'll fill in a few letters. ”

After speaking, Wang Lang directly grabbed the pencil and wrote twenty-six letters on the outside of the numbers.

"Okay, are you male or female? How old were you when you died? ”

The pencil slowly turned, paused for a second on the letter "n" before moving to the "v", pausing again and moving towards the number "1".

"Gender: Female, nineteen years old, in the prime of youth! Not bad! ”

Wang Lang rubbed his chin and continued to ask, "What is your measurements?" What kind of cups? ”

“90，60，80？ 36D？ It's a good job! ”

……

Wang Lang's series of divine operations simply stunned Xu Long and a few girls, I have heard of the pen fairy and also summoned the pen fairy, but although the pen fairy has the word "immortal" in the name, everyone knows that the pen fairy is actually a ghost. Therefore, most of the people who summoned the pen fairy were unlucky in the end, and only a handful of them were able to successfully send the pen fairy away.

But what is it called? Why is this pen fairy so well-behaved? Asked a dozen questions and still haven't hurt anyone?

It seemed that he was feeling a little boring, so he stretched his body and asked, "Pen Xian, how fast can you turn?" ”

As Wang Lang's words landed, more unbelievable things appeared for several other girls.

I saw that the pencil possessed by the ghost was spinning as fast as crazy, and the sound of "Xiu Xiu Xiu" swept towards the surroundings with a cool breeze, and even an afterimage appeared.

The pencil turned faster and faster, and gradually even the afterimage became fainter and fading.

But after all, a ghost is just a ghost, not an engine. When the rotational speed reaches a critical point, it begins to decrease rapidly until it comes to a complete stop on the table.

"Brother Wolf, how's it going?"

Looking at the motionless pencil, Xu Long whispered.

"I asked how many pieces it could spin, and then the girl began to spin with all her might, until finally she couldn't bear to turn her soul away."

Wang Lang replied indifferently.

"What the hell is ......"

The scene in front of him made Xu Long feel that his three views had collapsed, could the pen fairy still play like this? What about the harm that is said to be good? What about the ferocious horror that is good? How can you be like a second fool?

"Calm down! Look at your unproductive appearance! ”

Wang Lang snorted and said awesomely: "As long as you are skinny, the pen fairy can ride you!" As long as you are bold, the zombies will take maternity leave! As long as you're strong enough, Sadako can also support the wall! As long as you're wave enough, the alien can get on! See the world more with my brother, and get used to it. ”

"Brother Wolf, you are amazing, anyway, I don't have that guts!"

Xu Long hid in the corner and gave Wang Lang a thumbs up, with an expression of admiration on his face.

Hearing the conversation between the two people, the four girls were stunned.

Who the hell is this man? Why can you play with terrible ghosts like fools? Why does the principal call him brother?

Thanks to Wang Lang's ability to read minds, otherwise when he heard the questions in the hearts of these girls, I am afraid that even his lungs would have exploded.

A good teacher doesn't even know a few students, which class is this teaching? Which class do you attend? Think he's a PE teacher!

Huh? Looks like he's a physical education teacher!

The first ghost summoned had already been played to death by him, Wang Lang hooked his finger at the girl who was reciting the spell just now, and said, "Come here, summon a pen fairy to come over and play!" ”

"Oh!"

Seemingly confused by Wang Lang's previous behavior, the girl walked over timidly and whispered a spell.

"Huhuhu......"

As the sound of the spell fell, a yin wind suddenly rose on the flat ground, and the cold chill was like a sudden drop in the middle of winter, making Xu Long couldn't help but shiver.

"Woo Woo ......"

A shrill voice appeared from the side, Wang Lang didn't even think about it, he stretched out his hand and threw it away.

"Click......"

Thunder erupted, illuminating the dimly lit room.

The four girls and Xu Long were full of horror on their faces, looking at the black shadow that appeared out of thin air, not knowing what was going on.

"I said that female ghost is the same as Shabi, it turns out that you are behind the control!"

Wang Lang snorted coldly, waved his hand and took out a bloodstained talisman from his pocket, jumped towards the ghost on the opposite side and pounced.

After knowing that his mental power could resist the erosion of yang energy, Wang Lang naturally did not just forget it, but carefully started the experiment.

As a result, it was pleasing to see that Wang Lang's telekinesis was not only able to resist yang energy, but even yin and evil energy.

For other mages, the poisonous and evil aura was basically useless to him, and it could not pollute his mental power at all.

After coming to this conclusion, Wang Lang was really ecstatic, because he didn't have to be restrained in the battle with ghosts, zombies and other evil things.

"What a terrible yang energy! You actually used evil magic to refine the pure yang qi! ”

Feeling the rich pure yang qi on the talisman seal, this black shadow didn't dare to fight with him, and turned to the side to dodge.

"Self-aware? Are you the head of the ghost? ”

Hearing the other party's words, Wang Lang was shocked, and a different color involuntarily appeared on his face.

He hadn't seen many ghosts, less than twenty in total, and most of them were in the eastern part of Shang County. The highest level of these ghosts is only a powerful ghost, but the ghost head is the first time I have seen it.

As for the woman who didn't know her origin and identity, Wang Lang couldn't tell if it was a ghost or something else.

"I didn't expect you to have a little knowledge, little guy!"

The ghost couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman, his body was just a vague shadow, and even his voice was hoarse.

"I don't just have the knowledge, I have the means!"

Wang Lang didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, and his telekinesis controlled the Fu Seal to gallop by, attacking towards the ghost head.

"Pure Yang Qi is really powerful, but you have to be able to hit me!"

The black shadow of the ghost head floated around, and no matter how hard Wang Lang tried, he couldn't catch up. And the other party didn't dare to get too close, so as not to be hurt by the other talismans.

It can be said that with the pure yang qi in hand, ordinary ghost heads don't dare to provoke at all, and as for the level of powerful ghosts and Mao Zhuang, they are even more dead one by one.

The ghost head was unwilling to fight hard with Wang Lang, but he couldn't run away if he wanted to run for a while.

The talisman seals in Wang Lang's hand were almost like no money and thrown out one after another, and the flames around him were burning, accompanied by the sound of thunder, which actually compressed and reduced the range of the ghost head's dodge.