Qin Tian's words made Lin Shen subconsciously look down, damn, Lao Tzu's thing is still there, why isn't it a man?

This Qin Tian also underestimated him, right?

"Tell you, Qin Tian, Lao Tzu is a real man, don't doubt Lao Tzu's gender."

Lin Shen glanced at Qin Tian fiercely.

"Grass, don't you know that gender can be changed? You were so squirming before, if it weren't for your appearance that you were really a man's appearance, I would have thought you were a woman. ”

Qin Tian's words only meant to make fun of Lin Shen, not to belittle Lin Shen. But Lin Shen didn't know how uncomfortable in his heart when he heard this.

His previous behavior was completely Zhou Shen's behavior, not his behavior.

But Qin Tian said this as if he was talking about him, which made him feel quite unhappy.

"Qin Tian, you are discriminating."

"Discrimination? What is this called discrimination, you have never seen real discrimination. ”

Qin Tian snorted coldly, straightened his face, this is not the time to play tricks with Lin Shen here.

"Then you will show me what I will see."

After Lin Shen finished speaking, the ghost re-entered Zhou Shen's body, and Zhou Shen, who lost consciousness, returned to normal, and the moment he opened his eyes, his originally sharp eyes were left with only a piece of confusion.

Staring at Qin Tian's face, Zhou Shen didn't seem to know him as a person, and as if he knew him as a person.

"You..."

"Hey, you're not confused, you don't even know who I am, do you?"

Qin Tian looked at him as if he was very confused, thinking that his head must not be stuck, if it was really stuck, it would be troublesome.

He didn't want to take such an idiot on the road.

"I know who you are, you are Qin Tian, I remember everything that happened between you and Lin Shen clearly, including what happened before."

The confusion in Zhou Shen's eyes slowly receded, and when he finished saying this, Qin Tian saw that there was only a puddle of deep water in his eyes that seemed to be bottomless.

If Lin Shen was kind and serious before, Zhou Shen in front of him was a little bit so that Qin Tian couldn't see what kind of character he was at all.

Originally, he thought that the stupid and lovely person before would be Zhou Shen, but now it seems that it is not exactly Zhou Shen.

Qin Tian found that there seemed to be a lot of secrets hidden in Zhou Shen's body, and he had to explore them slowly.

"Okay, now that you're fine, we can do the rest now, right?"

Qin Tian hadn't forgotten that Xiao Mao hadn't been found, and he didn't know where he and Qin Jian had gone.

Zhou Shen responded, and didn't ask Qin Tian what he was going to do.

After cleaning up the eighty or so ghosts, Uncle Bai and the other ghosts really had a full meal, and the ghost qi on their bodies became heavier and heavier.

Qin Tian felt that it was unbearable to be close to them, he had never felt like this before, but now this feeling was becoming more and more obvious.

How strong a ghost's strength is depends on how deep his ghost energy is.

The ghost energy that Qin Tian felt from Uncle Bai's body was already several times the original, and Uncle Bai had really earned it by following Qin Tian during this time.

Every time Qin Tian experienced those terrifying events, he could invisibly bring them a lot of benefits, and Uncle Bai's group of ghosts really felt that it was worth it.

Especially after Mo Fan and these ghosts saw their enemies just now, they really felt that if they hadn't followed Qin Tian, how could they have met their enemies, and how could they take revenge?

Now Qin Tian told them to go east to the east, and to go west to the west, and even those who took revenge like Mo Fan were even more active.

Don't Qin Tian open his mouth and tell Qin Tian directly, let them go to Xiao Mao and them.

Qin Tian was originally interested in going to Xiao Mao and them, but after seeing that Mo Fan and they were interested in helping, he nodded and asked them to disperse to find someone.

After all, relying on him and Zhou Shen, there was no way to find the two of them in the huge hospital, and there were at least seventy or eighty ghost soldiers under Qin Tian, so many people were scattered, I believe there would be news soon.

And Zhou Shen saw Qin Tian take out a mirror from his pants pocket through Lin Shen's gaze, which was only the size of a palm, but it instantly became a mirror more than one person tall in front of him, which made Zhou Shen wonder if this mirror was the rumored prop.

Zhou Shen always thought that Qin Tian might really be a ghost catcher, but after his research, Qin Tian was afraid that he was the same family as Zhou Shen's grandfather.

"Qin Tian, there is no one else here, it just so happens that I have a question for you."

Zhou Shen planned to ask something about the writer from Qin Tian's mouth, so that he could know where Dean Zhou went in the end.

"Ask me something? What do you want to ask me? ”

Qin Tian had already exposed his hole cards in front of Zhou Shen, and now there was nothing he could not say to Zhou Shen.

Of course, after he finished speaking, he could delete Zhou Shen's memories after he went out, so that Zhou Shen could completely forget him.

"You're a writer, aren't you? Writer of a collection of horror stories. ”

Zhou Shen suddenly asked Qin Tian, which made Qin Tian suddenly feel a little overwhelmed.

Damn, how did Zhou Shen know about the horror story collection?

Could it be that he is also a writer?

Qin Tian's face changed, and he became wary of Zhou Shen.

"Are you supposed to be a writer like me?"

"You're mistaken, I'm not a writer, but my grandfather, Dean Zhou, is a writer." Zhou Shen shook his head.

"Your grandfather, Dean Zhou, is a writer?"

Qin Tian had whimsically thought that Dean Zhou was a writer before, but there was no evidence that Dean Zhou might be a writer, and there was no computer or anything in those days, so he relied entirely on a pen to write articles. Therefore, he felt that Dean Zhou could not be a writer, after all, if the works of that era were published, they could only be published in newspapers for people to read.

In order for something like a newspaper to be published, the relevant information must go through strict review before it can be published.

Like ghost stories, it is completely feudal superstition.

In that underdeveloped era, to write those things was to spread feudal superstitions.

Qin Tian couldn't figure out how Dean Zhou published his article.

"Yes, the writers of that era are actually completely incomparable with the writers of this era, and the only thing they rely on is a special book and a special pen."

Zhou Shen thought back to what Dean Zhou had said to him before, and maybe it was time to solve some mysteries.

"A special notebook and a special pen? What kind of special book and pen is it? ”

Qin Tian thought that the media that people would use in that era might be notebooks and pens, but he couldn't think of how these things would be generated and disseminated.

"I haven't seen this.,I've heard my grandfather say that the book usually has a white cover.,It's only when the task is released will it become a black cover.。 If you want to write an article, as long as you put a pen in the notebook, it will automatically write down the relevant things. ”

Zhou Shen didn't know what method Qin Tian used to write in this era, but it would definitely be much easier to write than in that era.

"So amazing?"

After listening to Zhou Shen's words, Qin Tian felt that the notebook and pen that Dean Zhou got were a bit like the magic notebook and quill in "Harry Potter".

"Mmmm, grandpa said that it was not easy to become a writer, and told me that entering this horror world was the thing he regretted the most in his life."

Zhou Shen didn't know if Qin Tian had regretted it, after all, when fame, fortune and beauty came, they also had to face terror directly.

"Hehe, your grandfather regretted entering at that time, so what about later? How did your grandfather end up? Based on his current age, he should be at least sixty or seventy years old, right? ”

Qin Tian thought that Zhou Shen would be 25, if his father was 50, Dean Zhou estimated that he would be more than 70, after all, people in that era got married relatively early.

"He's missing, he's gone from this world, and I haven't found anyone for him."

The reason why Zhou Shen became a policeman was because he wanted to use his connections to find Dean Zhou, but after so many years, he had not found any trace of Dean Zhou, and he suspected that Dean Zhou might have gone to another world.

A world that does not belong to death.

"Missing? Maybe you died in the mission, and you won't be able to find anyone. ”

It is not difficult for Qin Tian to guess that according to Dean Zhou's age of about fifty at the time, he is neither young nor old, but his IQ may not be enough, and it is difficult to say that he died in the mission.