"I'm sorry, because lately I've been showing up in front of others a lot, and the energy consumption is high, and the signal is a little bad." After taking the tablet, the ghost doctor typed quickly.

"Where did you get the tablet?" How does this tablet look like a copycat.

"My colleague burned it for me before. By the way, my name is Zhao Wei, what do you call me? I've just checked you up, and you're almost fine, and you should be able to be discharged. "Zhao Wei really enjoys interacting with people. For the past month, he felt abandoned by the whole world.

Loneliness and helplessness had driven him crazy, and now he could finally talk to people.

"Mahata. You still get to the point, I think you're getting more and more empty. "Brother Zhao, hurry up and let me complete the task.

After Zhao Wei listened, he wrote with a sad face, why can't ghosts and people communicate well. "My house is in Room 587, Building 3, Claypot Community, the door is an electronic lock, and the code is 9527. The computer is also this password, and the paper is ......"

Zhao Wei finished writing quickly, and Ma Li nodded, "Got it." I'll help you find it when I regain some strength. ”

"That's the point, can I chat with anything else?"

"Say it. I couldn't stand still, rest. Ma Li fell on the bed and sighed: Why can't this ghost pursue a little. Whether it's scary, it's okay to possess a body and find a replacement for a dead ghost, it's better than looking for someone to chat. There is also the guard who guards the toilet and delivers paper to people, which is also wonderful. In other words, this Zhao Wei, why didn't he type for half a day?

Ma Li looked around, and he was gone again.

He squinted, planning to sleep for a while and wait for Zhao Wei to come to the door again. There was a cacophony outside the door.

"Go to the top of the building, the Taoist priest has come to the Extreme Yang Temple, and he wants to catch ghosts."

"Aren't all Taoist priests fortune tellers now? Catching ghosts at that time? ”

"Don't talk nonsense, the Taoist priest of the Extreme Yang Temple has real skills, be careful that the Taoist will treat you."

……

Taoist? I don't know if he can really catch ghosts. Ma Li became interested, and he wanted to observe the modus operandi of his peers, maybe he could use it himself.

When he took the elevator to the top floor, he slowly walked to the top of the building, which was already crowded with people.

He could only barely watch the Taoist priest's practices through the gaps between people's heads. A young man in a Taoist robe, holding a sword made of copper coins in one hand and a yellow paper talisman in the other, shouted in his mouth: "Those who are fighting in the army, all march forward in formation." Evil animals, not yet appear quickly. ”

He threw the paper talisman forward, and the paper talisman instantly turned into ashes, and in mid-air, outlined the outline of the upper body of a person.

"Ah, what's that?" Passerby A exclaimed.

"This little Taoist priest is so powerful." Passerby B said.

"No wonder the incense of the Extreme Yang Concept is prosperous, but people are really capable." Passerby C had a deep expression.

This made the young man who was casting spells, Ge Shengjie, a little proud when he heard people's discussions. This is the first time he has gone down the mountain, the first time to show the world the skills of the Extreme Yang Temple, although the ghost in front of him has not been eliminated, but the people's applause let him know that he has not disgraced the Extreme Yang Temple.

He held back a smug smile, pretended to be serious, grabbed the outline of the ashes in one hand, held the sword in the other, and said, "Poor Dao, today we will eliminate harm for the people." ”

Ma Li, who was standing outside the crowd, yawned and said, "The posture is strange and bluffing, it feels so fake." With that, he used the last Tianyan Tong to see what was under the ashes of the paper rune.

His yawn was halfway through and stuck. "Hold the grass, someone robs the monster." It turned out that Ge Shengjie was caught by Zhao Wei, this was Ma Li's scheduled mission ghost, and he shouted, "Dao Chief, leave a ghost under the sword." His voice was covered by the enthusiastic cheers of the melon-eating crowd, Ge Shengjie, he didn't hear it.

Although people didn't hear it, the ghost heard it, and Zhao Wei reached out and took out the tablet from his body. This action scared Ge Shengjie by one, two, and three jumps. He jumped to a position two meters away from Zhao Wei, but he didn't expect this ghost to have a magic weapon.

"Wow, what's that?" The crowd exclaimed.

"It's just a copycat tablet." Ma Li calmly replied to the questions of the masses.

Ge Shengjie also heard it, and then his face couldn't hold back. The way I was scared just now was really embarrassing. He stared at Ma Li viciously, and walked towards Zhao Wei again.

Zhao Wei didn't care about Ge Shengjie, he crackled and typed, held up the tablet, and wrote:

"Don't worry, brother. The old Taoist priests in front of me couldn't help me, this little kid just loves to put flowers on the shelf. You should just watch the show. ”

The eating crowd couldn't see Zhao Wei, but they saw the tablet and the words on it.

"What the hell is this, you can type on a tablet?" Passerby A exclaimed.

"This ghost is amazing." Passerby B said.

"No wonder the hospital has invited a lot of Taoist priests, it turns out that this ghost is really powerful." Passerby C had a deep expression.

Ge Shengjie also saw the words on the tablet, and at the same time heard the exclamation of the people who ate melons to the ghosts. This made Ge Shengjie angry, and he bit his finger and wiped the blood on his sword. didn't even read the lines, so he pierced Zhao Wei with a sword.

Ma Li saw Zhao Wei's painful expression, and then crackled and typed with one hand, which read, "Oh~ah, it hurts, help." ”

Ma Li wants to hit the wall, in addition to the villain, the funny ghost will also die from talking too much. It's okay to write a life-saving word, but you have to add onomatopoeia, even punctuation.

Ma Li wanted to go up and stop Ge Shengjie. But he had only taken a step, and Zhao Wei had already pulled out his sword and inserted it again. Zhao Wei's hands trembled, and he couldn't type for a long time.

It's too late, and by the time I get up, the tease has already been stabbed to death. By the way, I still have a ranged attack skill that I haven't used, I hope it works. Ma Li thought of a way in an instant, and he used the fart spell skill on Ge Shengjie.

Ge Shengjie felt that the true qi in the dantian was leaking a little, and then he released a fart that only he could hear, and the movements in his hands were also a little sluggish.

Useless? Again. Mahata used the fart charm again.

With a slight "poof" sound, the air was filled with a strange smell. That's right, Ge Shengjie farted again.

He also found that the true qi of the dantian was reduced by one-third, and the copper coin sword that relied on the true qi to drive showed signs of weakness. But that's not his concern.

He was concerned with preserving his dignity. Because people covered their noses and pointed at him at the same time.

He blushed and lied: "I didn't put it, it's not me." Ge Shengjie has never farted in public, and he doesn't know that the best way to hide his fart is to stare at others with disgusted eyes.

The worst way is that he is the first to run out and deny that he farted.

Ma Li looked at the list of skills, yo, the fart spell can still be used once, anyway, it will be restored to three times tomorrow, and it will not be left today.

"Bang" A loud noise came, yes, it was still Ge Shengjie farting, this fart was too powerful, and it had already put his pants and the robe outside. Blow up a hole the size of a sunflower.

Ge Shengjie Dantian's true qi was all released, and the copper coin sword in his hand was like a wicker, and it hung down softly.

"What was the sound just now?" Passerby A exclaimed.

"This fart is amazing." Passerby B said.

"No wonder...... No, I can't go on. I'm going down, it stinks so much in here. Passerby C left in a deep voice.

Zhao Wei typed "see you in the old place" and disappeared. When Ma Kasa saw this, he followed the crowd downstairs. He was slightly surprised, it turned out that the seemingly useless fart spell skill was actually stacked damage, and each time it was stronger than the other.

A second ago, the roof of the building was still bustling, but now only the boy with his broken head is left, and that different flavor.