Lu Shiba's eyes widened, he jumped off the kang and picked up the book of heaven in his hand to check it repeatedly, his face was full of disbelief:

"What's going on! It's a family heirloom! My grandfather practiced this one! ”

Wei Kun stood up, took two tissues on the coffee table to wipe the sweat on his face, bent down and picked up the book of heaven in square inches, and handed it over. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Take good care of it, this one of yours is the real book."

Fang Cun was a little surprised, and quickly nodded and took the Book of Heaven, rubbing it lightly in his hand, he didn't expect that his grandfather Zeng Ji was expelled from the house by the Wang family, just because he had cultivated the evil sect demon art, and the evil sect demon art was naturally taught by this book, and the thing that was regarded as a demon and monster by the Wang family turned out to be the book of heaven that made so many people scramble for the head to break the blood flow?

Fang Cun carefully put the Book of Heaven into his pocket, Wei Kun, Lu Eighteen, and Fang Cun stood in place and frowned, looking at the fake Book of Heaven on the table for a while, their hearts were mixed, and it was precisely because they didn't believe it in their hearts and saw with their own eyes that the fake Book of Heaven was useless and the contradictory heart that made them ignore the sinister gaze behind them.

"I really didn't expect it...... So soon you guys found out. ”

The three of them were stunned when they heard this, turned their heads stiffly, and saw that Wang Simiao was wearing the aqua blue robe given to him by Wei Kun, which was still stained with blood stains, and was sitting on a chair not far away with Erlang's legs crossed, his sinister eyes were covered by the black broken hair in front of his forehead, but the expression at the corner of his mouth that seemed to be smiling but not smiling was terrifying.

"You ......" Wei Kun hesitated a few times, stretched out his hand and pointed at Wang Simiao, he still couldn't believe that Wang Simiao, who had been timid and scared from beginning to end, would have such a grinning smile that made him, a ghost who had experienced thousands of years, a little creepy.

"Wang Simiao?!" Lu Shibai exclaimed in surprise and stretched out his hand to hold Fang Cun's arm, staring at Wang Simiao in disbelief and looking at Wang Simiao, raising his head and provoking a smile at her, but the disdain on his face was not concealed at all.

Wang Simiao slowly turned up, stretched out his hand and swept the robes on his body, and glanced at them with disdain:

"I don't know if I should call you stupid or stupid."

Seeing that the three of them didn't reply, Wang Simiao bent down and slowly picked up the fake book on the coffee table, snorted and threw it into the trash can not far away.

Lu Shibai was completely enraged by Wang Simiao's appearance, she didn't even think about taking a few steps to pick up her pistol and put it against Wang Simiao's forehead almost in the blink of an eye, she was a little short of breath, and she was caught off guard by Wang Simiao's sudden change of face.

Wang Simiao turned her head to look at her, reached out to hold the barrel of Lu Shiba's gun, and pressed it against her forehead fiercely.

"Do you believe I shot you?"

Lu Shiba's eyes stared at Wang Simiao tightly, and he roared angrily. But he didn't want Wang Simiao to smile slightly, turned his head and used his gloomy eyes to wander back and forth on Lu Shibai's face, Lu Shibai only felt a chill oozing from his bones, and the hand holding the handle of the gun was also a little trembling.

"Shoot?" Wang Simiao slowly spoke, "You can only fight ghosts with this gun, right?" ”

Lu Shiba's hand paused, gritted his teeth at Wang Simiao, and before he could speak, he heard Wang Simiao say again:

"I've been resurrected now, and I'm still a walking corpse, but at least ......," he said, looking around at the three of them with that eerie smile:

"Your ghost-fighting stuff is useless to me."

Shrugged his shoulders while his tone was relaxed, Wang Simiao reached out and pulled the hair in front of his forehead behind his head, revealing the deep bottomless eyes below.

Wei Kun, Fang Cun, and Lu Shibai exchanged glances with each other, and finally Wei Kun stepped forward to hold Lu Shiba's pistol, slowly put her hand down, turned his head to look at Wang Simiao, and looked at him with a smile.

"Why are you lying to us?"

When Wang Simiao heard this, he snorted, "Because I want to live." ”

Lu Shibai scolded angrily: "You can use us if you live? Can you deceive us?! ”

Wang Simiao turned her head and took two steps towards Lu Shiba, and when Fang Cun saw this, he subconsciously stretched out his arm to protect Lu Shibai behind him.

"Deceive you? Take advantage of you? ”

Wang Simiao sneered in his mouth, "You are a ghost, two gentlemen, and a monk with a mouth full of wine and meat, ask yourself, who helped me because you believe in me?" ”

As soon as Fang Cun heard this, he looked back at Lu Shiba's little face, which was flushed angrily, took a deep breath, put his hands in his pockets and took two steps towards Wang Simiao, the height difference between the two was not too much, and between the four eyes, Wang Simiao's aura was not inferior by half a point.

"See what I'm doing? Just a small trick, you almost beat Wei Kun to death. ”

Wang Simiao smacked her tongue, and 'hissed' in her mouth, and stretched out her hand to make two gestures in the air, like the action of desperately beating Wei Kun before Fang Cun.

"It's a pity, it's just a little bit!" His tone gradually became sharper, and his eyes seemed to contain a sharp knife and stabbed the three of them, "It's almost you, you're going to kill each other." ”

Wang Simiao paused, withdrew his hand and looked at his fingertips, which slowly contained a puff of inky blue smoke, and he pursed his lips and frowned:

"I knew I was going to die...... So it's not surprising that I met you and asked you to help me renew my soul. ”

Wei Kun gasped, looked at Wang Simiao, and wanted to find a flaw in his face, but found that the fierceness on Wang Simiao's face was from the heart, and he didn't expect that the cautious and cowardly boy around him would lay down such a big game.

"The Wang family, the Heavenly Master Wang family!" Wang Simiao looked back at them, his forehead was bulging, the smile on his face was a little hideous, and he almost roared:

"Do you think I'm really afraid of you? But how could I have survived without you! I have to come back to life! ”

Lu Shibai was frightened by his appearance, and his arrogant and willful appearance on weekdays was unconsciously retracted, so when Wang Simiao stepped forward and pinched her chin, Lu Shibai actually let him forget to struggle, leaving only resentful eyes.

"You don't have to look at me like that!" Wang Simiao opened his mouth, and Lu Shiba, who roared, trembled, "It's not me who deceived you!" It's desire! ”

As he spoke, his eyes swept over them, and finally stopped at Wei Kun, "You were deceived here by your own vanity!" You, Wei Kun! I want the Book of Heaven, but what are you going to do here? Is it to save your sick girl lying in bed? Or for the people you're waiting for? No matter what it is for, you have thought of receiving the souls of all the village names in front of the goddess temple at the foot of Qingling Mountain! You're a ghost! Feel free to dementor your own greed, do you think you can hide it from everyone? ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Lu Eighteen, "As for you, you have been commanding and arrogant all the way. Do you really think I'm afraid of you? ”

The hand that pinched Lu Eighteen's jaw suddenly increased its strength, Lu Eighteen retched and struggled a few times, but he never broke free, Fang Cun was anxious when he saw this, took a step forward, held Wang Simiao's arm, took a deep breath to increase the strength, and saw the black smoke emitting from his fingers, but Wang Simiao's face still did not change.

"We have the ability to help you resurrect your soul, and we have the ability to kill you again." Square inch opening.

Wang Simiao smiled slightly, seeing that Lu Shibai's face was flushed, he retracted his head without hurrying, rolled up his robe and wiped his palms:

"Now you have to understand that it's you, not me, who are about to die with snake skin!"

As he spoke, his eyes darkened, and he seemed to be a little provocative, reached out to hook Fang Cun's neckline, and walked half a step further, spraying his cold breath on Fang Cun's face:

"Even if you kill me, it's a big deal that I'm dead, let's go to Mount Tai five years in advance to restore my life? Anyway, now it's all grasshoppers on a rope, and no one can run away! ”

"How can you be sure that if you die, we won't be able to find Hades?" Fang Cun asked rhetorically.

Wang Simiao laughed disdainfully, stretched out his hand to push Fang Cun away, watched him take a step, raised his hand to tidy up his cuffs, turned his head to look at them, and said word by word:

"Just ...... I've read the real heavenly books. ”