"Stick, put away your dead cat. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Lu Shibai didn't raise his eyelids, picked up the brush next to him to dip the ink, and raised his hand to drop a big character on the red paper.

Wang Simiao took a closer look, held his breath for a long time, and looked at Lu Shiba's slender wrist with a little incredulity, with strong bones and powerful strokes, although he didn't know calligraphy, but the general outline could also be seen.

But although the characters are beautiful, Wang Simiao can't see what is written, but it is more like a combination of various radicals and an extremely weird and awkward font.

Looking at Fang Cun and Wei Kun again, each of them raised the phone in their hands, frowned and kept dialing, and repeatedly asked about the whereabouts of the tenth rooster, but only Wang Simiao and Ba Ku, two idlers, squatted on the side, looked at Wei Kun Fang Cun blankly, and then looked back at Lu Eighteen.

In the end, he cautiously bent down and walked two steps, walked to Wei Kun's side, and cautiously reached out and pushed him, "Huh?" ”

Wei Kun looked back at Wang Simiao, hung up the phone casually, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Wang Simiao scratched her head embarrassedly, reached out and patted the cloth bag on her body, "My yin-yang mirror is broken, how can I contact my grandfather in the future?" ”

Wei Kun was stunned for a moment, looked down at the cloth bag on Wang Simiao's body, looked around again, stretched out his finger for a long time and made a silent gesture, and pointed out the door again.

Wang Simiao nodded and walked out of the wreath shop with Wei Kun's hind feet, Wei Kun stood at the door, took out a cigarette and took a deep breath in his mouth.

"Neither the eldest sister Hu nor the eight bitters inside can see you." Wei Kun said, lowered his head and pulled a handful of the cloth bag on Wei Kun's body, and stared at it for a long time, "Your mirror is an artifact, since it is broken, there will definitely be no way to reunite, and the wreckage is left on Qingling Mountain, which is basically equivalent to scrapping." ”

"Huh?" Wang Simiao cried and wailed, stomped his feet and hid next to Wei Kun, looking up at him, "Then how can I contact my grandfather!" ”

Wei Kun called him that cowardly look, and snorted, "Your grandfather is a ghost immortal in Hou Shengcheng, and it is already a violation of the rules to contact you, a little wild ghost, you come to ask me now, this ghost is impatient, right?" ”

Wang Simiao sighed in her mouth, and secretly rolled her eyes, "I would have died ...... I would have died."

As soon as Wei Kun heard this, he made a "...... eh" in his mouth, flicked the cigarette ash, and was about to take out a copper coin and hit Wang Simiao.

Fortunately, Wang Simiao's eyes were quick, and he almost instantly pressed Wei Kun's hand that was stretched into his pocket, and hurriedly laughed, "Don't be angry, I'm just saying." ”

Wei Kun was deliberately scaring him, but seeing Wang Simiao's cowardice, he just had a good time, turned his head and continued to smoke.

"Why do you want to survive so much?" Wei Kun asked

Wang Simiao squatted beside him, looked down at the code words on the ground shuttling through the cracks in the stones, and replied in a muffled voice:

"I have to survive." Raising his head and looking at Wei Kun seriously, "I was eaten by the Yin God, and the underworld will not accept me." Although my grandfather didn't say it, he went to such great lengths to get me up, and I guessed it. ”

Wei Kun nodded, "Indeed, you are not a real ghost, even if you enter Hou Sheng City, you will definitely not be able to avoid the eyes of the ghost after half a month." It's just ......" glanced at Wang Simiao, and said, "Do you know where you will be sent in the end?" ”

Wang Simiao shook her head: "I don't know." ”

Wei Kun grinned, and threw the cigarette at his feet to crush it, "There are two places, one is the underworld, and the other is Mount Tai. ”

Saying that, he squatted down, squatted side by side with Wang Simiao, and said, "There are thousands of miles of ice and snow in the capital, and there is no popularity at a glance, there is no time there, the cold ice and snow have frozen to death many souls, and stepping on the ground is like a sharp knife, there are not only you, but there will be other people who can't find their souls, but you can't see each other, you can't hear, and you are all a cruel and sad place." ”

After a pause, he glanced back at Wang Simiao, who was full of horror, his smile deepened, and he continued, "And Taishan, born in flames, you can hear the cry of torture and purgatory everywhere, the human bone grinding plate, the fire sea oil pot, the hundred ghosts and demons cave, and the peeling iron mountain, are all punishments that make people not want to live and cannot die, where you have no tongue or eyes, but you can clearly hear the voices of other souls struggling and crying. ”

Wang Simiao's face was pale when he heard this, he was covered in a cold sweat, and he trembled twice, Wei Kun smiled slightly, put his left hand on Wang Simiao's shoulder, and rubbed his neck.

"This Taishan Mansion Monarch Sacrifice, if you succeed, you can borrow the corpse of the Hades King to continue to live, but if you fail......"

Wang Simiao looked back at Wei Kun, his face was a little hesitant, and he became more and more anxious: "What will happen if you fail?" Yes? You say! ”

"If you fail, you will be left directly in Tarzan and punished by that purgatory."

Wang Simiao suddenly stopped talking, looking down at the ants on the ground, I don't know when they have been hiding in the dirt in the cracks of the stones.

Wei Kun also saw the apprehension in Wang Simiao's heart, and stood up and cleaned the dust on his body.

"You won't be naïve enough to think that Lu Eighteen will really guarantee your success, right?"

Wang Simiao looked up at Wei Kun and nodded blankly.

Wei Kun sneered, stretched out his hand to rub Wang Simiao's hair, and couldn't laugh, "You are really naïve, how can Lu Shibai, who can't afford to be early, really help you?" ”

Regarding Wei Kun's ridicule and questioning, Wang Simiao also once doubted Lu Shiba, after all, such a powerful girl, without a penny of remuneration, naturally cannot sincerely help herself, the Golden Rooster Yin is an example.

I don't know why, when Wei Kun said this, Wang Simiao's eyes saw Helianshuang's cold and arrogant face.

The woman she rescued at that time was also the woman who caused her soul to be eaten by the Yin God, maybe Helian Shuang was really Wang Simiao's destined turning point, just looking at Lu Shiba's attitude towards Helian Shuang, and the certainty in her eyes when she promised Helian Shuang, Wang Simiao had to believe in this somewhat slippery and selfish girl again.

"It's going to give it a try, what if it really works?" Wang Simiao said.

Wei Kun smiled faintly and then nodded, "You're right, but do you really have a book of heaven?" ”

Wang Simiao stiffened, and nodded a little uncomfortably, "Of course there is!" ”

"That's good." Wei Kun was very satisfied with this answer, reached out and patted Wang Simiao's shoulder, leaned his head close to his ear, and whispered:

"You'd better really have, otherwise I won't let you go to great lengths to do these basically impossible things with you."

Wang Simiao broke out in a cold sweat almost instantly, and even felt that his back was cold, and the breath that Wei Kun had just sprayed on his face was like a knife cutting off half of the skin on his face, so he had to nod in horror and agree:

"You can rest assured, but ......," Wang Simiao said, "what do you see in the Heavenly Mirror?" ”

Wei Kun raised his eyebrows, looking a little flustered, "Why are you asking this?" Don't inquire about things that have nothing to do with you. ”

Wang Simiao saw that his tone was cold, so naturally he didn't dare to ask any further, tilting his head and remembering that he was blank in the Tongtian Mirror, and he didn't see anything, and his heart couldn't help but beat again.

He shook the red string on his wrist and asked, "When will this thing be taken off?" ”

Wei Kun glanced at it with half-squinted eyes, snorted and said, "What's the hurry, the poison in your body is so heavy, if you don't have this thing to help you suppress it, I'm afraid you will be the first to show your feet at night, and when the time comes, we will all have to die." ”

Wang Simiao nodded, and through the glass behind him, he saw Lu Shibai sitting on a chair and writing down his pen while talking to Fang Cun.

"When are you going to write this talisman?" Fang Cun asked

"What's the hurry? How's the rooster asking? ”

Fang Cun stood up, walked around behind Lu Shibai, looked down at her IQ spell, shook his head and continued:

"I didn't find it, but there are a lot of hens, and the roosters are probably caught by us."

"Rubbish!"

Lu Shibai lowered his pen and rolled his eyes at Fang Cun, then folded the copy and put it aside, stood up, half leaned on the table, tilted his head to look at Fang Cun, and looked at Fang Cun with a smile on his face, and couldn't help but take two steps back and shrink his head.

"Why are you smiling at me so greasy?"

"What do you see in the Bato Mirror?" Lu 18 asked.

Fang Cun's whole body instantly stiffened, his hands and feet were uncomfortably put into his pockets, and he whistled and looked around.

But Lu Shibai didn't have Wang Simiao's good temper, reached out and grabbed Fang Cun's collar, strangled his neck in the blink of an eye, and leaned his head closer.

"Let me ask you again, what do you see in the Babel Mirror?"

"Didn't see anything."

Fang Cun shrugged his shoulders, showing a rogue attitude, Lu Shibai hooked his lips and smiled, reached out and picked up the pistol on the table, and pressed it against Fang Cun's waist.

"If I shoot down, all the dead ghosts on you will have to die."

"Why are you so curious?"

"I'm not curious, you have to tell me, is there any mention of this Taishan Mansion Monarch Festival in the Heavenly Mirror?"

Fang Cun shook his head, "No." After a pause, he suddenly evoked a playful smile with a sly smile, reached out and tucked the broken hair in front of Lu Shiba's forehead behind her ear, and suddenly approached three points, almost sticking to the side of her ear, and said in a deep voice, "I saw your ......"

Lu Shibai stiffened, stretched out his hand to push Fang Cun away in the blink of an eye, looked the smile on Fang Cun's face up and down, and snorted coldly.

"Since I haven't seen the Taishan Mansion Jun Festival, then I'm relieved."

Fang Cun nodded, took a step back, turned his head and walked to Sister Hu's side, touched the paper figure and touched the wreath.

I see you......

Fang Cun's afterglow was left on Lu 18 without a trace, he didn't lie, he saw Lu 18 in the Heavenly Mirror, in addition to a raging fire, Lu 18 was standing in the fire, the two seemed to be separated by a glass, no matter how Lu 18 knocked on the glass and cried at him, he couldn't walk over.

Fang Cun lowered his head and squatted next to the paper, and his heart turned over for a while.

He thought, maybe one day in the future, Lu Eighteen would die, die in that fire, in front of his eyes......