"Let's go now, you'll be a walking dead for the rest of your life! Wait for the corpse to stink! Lu Shibai clipped the gun box to his waist and walked out angrily, but he didn't want Wang Simiao to turn his head and sit on the sofa, raise his head and look at them confidently.

"Let's go, no accident...... In three days you will be a snakeskin. ”

"......" Lu Shiba's feet paused, turned his head to look at Wang Simiao, gasped twice, looked down at the square inch arm in his hand, frowned secretly, and finally gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, sat back on the edge of the kang, and looked at Wang Simiao, "Say, what are you going to do?" ”

"Although we each took what we needed at the beginning, after all, the Taishan Mansion Jun Sacrifice failed, and we all fell into the trap of Grandma Taishan, so in order to survive...... It's better to work together and solve the problem. Wang Simiao crossed Erlang's legs, and gently fiddled with the buttons of the cuffs with his hands:

"After all, you don't want to go to a place like Tarzan."

Lu Shibai hesitated a little, looked up at Fang Cun, the two sighed in unison, and then turned to Wang Simiao and said:

"That's all you want?"

"Of course." Wang Simiao spread out her hands and smiled slightly, "Isn't it better for each of us to take what we need and achieve our own goals than to fight alone?" ”

But he didn't want Lu Shibai to snort coldly: "Take what you need?" Why do you tell us to take what you need? What to take from you? What will you be? ”

Wang Simiao raised her eyebrows and nodded, with a look of 'what you said was true' on her face, but she raised her left hand and snapped her fingers in the air.

In the blink of an eye, in the house, in the courtyard, on the kang, on the sofa, even the four of them were standing with different ghosts, Lu Shibai was frightened by a man wearing a brown shirt, dull eyes, and no tongue next to him, and ran to Fang Cun's side in one step.

The four of them looked at the more and more ghosts around them in disbelief, but Wang Simiao reached out and picked up the teacup on the coffee table without changing his face, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and took a sip of tea against his lips, "See?" ”

"You...... Can you summon ghosts? Lu Shibai looked at Wang Simiao with a pale face, she only felt that the yin qi around her was extremely heavy, which slowly made her hands and feet cold.

Wei Kun, who was silent next to him, suddenly had a smile, walked to Wang Simiao's side in two steps, sat on the sofa beside him, picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for Wang Simiao, before looking up at Wang Simiao, who was drinking by himself, and slowly spoke:

"This bureau ...... How long have you been clothing? ”

Wang Simiao opened her eyes, looked at the floating tea leaves in the teacup, and smiled slightly, "Before I die." ”

Wei Kun nodded: "Could it be that on the day of the night walk of the hundred ghosts, you were beaten by the ghosts and bruised all over your body?" ”

"There is a give-and-take."

Wang Simiao put down the teacup, rested his hands on his lap, and turned his eyes to look at Wei Kun, as if the person who was only timid and afraid of things before was not like him.

"I now finally understand why all the ghosts stopped at that time, you deliberately lured us back to save you, you lied to all of us."

"A life and death situation...... Of course, it has to be more realistic. ”

"You said you had read the Book of Heaven?" Wei Kun asked.

Wang Simiao said 'En' in his mouth, and didn't answer much, the three exchanged glances, Wei Kun smiled and continued to ask:

"What do you see?"

Wang Simiao paused in his hand, looked at the cup on the table, his eyes were gloomy, and he remembered what he saw in the Book of Heaven.

The Book of Heaven can only be read once in five years, and if you write what you want to ask with a pen, the Book of Heaven will answer. At the age of five, he learned to summon ghosts, so every time the older children bullied him, he would let the ghosts in his hands scare them.

Over time, some were adopted, some were scared out of illness and died, Wang Simiao thought that the days of suffering were finally over, but those teachers thought he was ominous, and left him in the snow all night, if it was someone else, he would have frozen to death, but Wang Simiao survived.

Not only did he survive, but when he was ten years old, he reopened the Book of Heaven, and on that cold and snowy night, he wrote the word fire on the Book of Heaven, and finally learned the Phoenix Fire almost easily.

When he was fifteen years old, his friends were adopted by a rich and noble family, he wrote the two words of the future on the book of heaven, and learned to predict certain things that would happen within three days, but unfortunately when he immediately learned all the ability of prediction, the book of heaven was suddenly taken away by the fierce teacher, and thrown into the trash can like garbage, he searched for a night to finally find it, but if he wanted to open the book of heaven again, he had to wait until five years later.

Until Wang Simiao was twenty years old, he saw death in the Book of Heaven, so for four years, he had been planning for his death, and he believed in the Book of Heaven, so Wang Simiao was sure in his heart that he would really die one day in four years.

Since we are destined to die, it is better to let death and resurrection be in our own hands......

"So, we didn't have any ghosts when we went out, you made the ghosts?" Wei Kun asked.

Wang Simiao smiled noncommittally, stretched out his right hand to the ghost beside Lu Eighteen, bent his knuckles slightly, and saw that the ghost's eyes widened instantly, and he wailed as if he was in great pain, and after struggling a few times, Wang Simiao's palm turned into a gray smoke soul in the blink of an eye.

Retracting her palm, Wang Simiao cleaned her body twice with her right hand as if nothing had happened, and then slowly spoke:

"This village is really weird, and all the ghosts come here from all directions."

Wei Kun asked, "So you already knew." ”

"If it weren't for the fact that you were going to open the Book of Heaven today, I planned to keep it by your side, after all...... A weak person is more likely to arouse empathy in people. Wang Simiao shrugged his shoulders, with an indifferent look on his face, Lu Shibai frowned and hissed in his mouth, obviously looking like he was about to rush in the direction of Wang Simiao.

Seeing this, Fang Cun hurriedly reached out and grabbed Lu Shibai, wrapped his arm around her shoulder, and forcibly fixed the person in his arms, Fang Cun was a little caught off guard by Wang Simiao's sudden change of face, and he didn't know what kind of conspiracy such a sinister Wang Simiao would come up with next, so he looked at Wang Simiao almost cautiously before he slowly spoke:

"The ghost hit the wall before, was it your trick?"

"Yes." Wang Simiao raised her eyebrows, and turned her head to look at Fang Cun, "It turned out that I wanted you to fight against each other, and I will reap the benefits." But I didn't expect that halfway through the killing, there seemed to be someone in the dark who wanted you to die......"

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently pointed at Lu Shiba, causing the other party to be stunned, "If she hadn't suddenly broken in, I'm afraid even I would have died inside." ”

"It's a big game." Wei Kun leaned back, leaned back on the sofa, let out a long breath, and asked, "Is there anything else you don't know?" ”

Wang Simiao chuckled, "I remember Grandma Taishan once said that if you bet your life, guess whether you will win or lose in the end......" As she spoke, she turned her head to look at Wei Kun, and the slight smile on her face was not difficult to see a little pride, "Obviously, this first step... I won. ”