Compared with the white jade pen that stood in the center and was offered by Bai Zhenjiang and others, this brush is a little unpretentious. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info under the black and shiny pen barrel is a large and extremely disproportionate pen tip, with a simple dark red, I don't know what material is made of.

The three people who had never left the wooden box were stunned, and Ma Zi and Li Mengkai saw confusion in each other's eyes. Huang Biao didn't think about the two of them thinking so much at all, and reached out to pinch the brush in the box. was slapped by Ma Zi and opened his hand.

"Save the old seven!" Huang Biao stared at the bull's eye, glanced at Leng Qi who had fainted, and was startled by Leng Qi's haggard face.

Li Mengkai said dumbfoundedly: "How to save it?" Can this thing save the seventh? ”

The others didn't know what was going on in this little corner, and the old monk suddenly opened his eyes and sat up from the ground, and the two hungry ghosts were still lying on the ground in fear.

When Liu Yuanqing saw it, his heavy face finally eased a little, and he said: "Old bald, the resentment on my apprentice's body will be handed over to you!" Leave the fight to me! You go and take a break! ”

The old monk nodded tiredly.

"Hehe, old man Liu, it's really a narrow road! I don't remember this evil thing, I just said that this thing is not that simple, there is a shadow of it everywhere! Uncle Du said with a smile.

"Why don't you remember, I almost lost my life, it's okay, I hide my head and tail and hurt people everywhere, and today the new account and the old account are all settled! Whatever it was that came out of it! Bai Boiled Water, you Bai Jiate is not a thing, and you are also a worthless person. I can't bear it, and I have some evil and crooked thoughts! If your Bai family is not finished in your hands, it will really be unreasonable! ”

Liu Yuanqing was free, took a cigarette stick and took two puffs, not forgetting to squint his eyes and damage Bai Zhenjiang.

Bai Zhenjiang was the same as wood, and he didn't react, and so did the elders of the Bai family behind him.

Qing Xuan looked at the brush, the more he looked at it, the more uncomfortable he became, so he simply turned his head and said to Liu Yuanqing: "Liu Yuanqing, my cave god will help you solve these troubles of the Bai family, can you help my cave god collect the zombie?" ”

Liu Yuanqing showed a hesitant expression, and Banxiang seemed to have made a difficult decision, "Okay!" Deal! ”

Uncle Du smiled in his heart, he didn't know his old man for many years, this is a change of law to let the cave god first explore the Bai family and the evil white jade brush.

"A word?" Qing Xuan's face was still skeptical.

"The old man doesn't talk empty words!" Liu Yuanqing put away his cigarette stick.

Qing Xuan nodded, looked at the dense ghosts that appeared behind Bai Zhenjiang, snorted coldly, waved the dust whisk in his hand, and took out a few copper coins with his other hand, and was swept out by the dust after two changes.

This is the Five Emperors Money, which Qing Xuan took out, and it is naturally not a mortal thing.

Five copper coins with round square holes were thrown out and struck the five ghosts, and in an instant, it was like red-hot steel touching the cold well water, sizzling. Five terrible and resentful voices rang out, and then the ghosts vanished.

Bearing cause and effect is naturally troublesome, but as long as this matter is over, there is always a way to resolve it. Seeing that the five ghosts were destroyed so easily, Qing Xuan's heart was much more settled.

Liu Yuanqing and Uncle Du looked at each other, and Liu Yuanqing said in a low voice: "It's not that simple, watch carefully, you still have to make a move when it's time to help!" ”

"That's natural, when the Japanese devils came, Lao Jiang didn't have to fight with the devils honestly, the same reason, first deal with these inexplicable things, and then talk about the matter with the cave god!"

As soon as Uncle Du's words fell, there was a strange wind in the field, and the white quill pen standing upright actually giggled and laughed, which was very weird.

"Uncle Shi, just kill those miscellaneous pieces, and give this mouse-like brush to my nephew!" Yuan Zhenzi saw that Bai Chengyu was gone, and Leng Qi looked half-dead again, so he said to Qing Xuan.

Qing Xuan heard Bai Zhenjiang's words, and was a little worried: "Don't be careless, be careful!" ”

Yuan Zhenzi disagreed, and his face was a little disdainful: "Uncle don't worry, what a ghost, a wild ghost who stays his soul in the pen!" ”

After speaking, Yuan Zhenzi pinched his hand again, and the six golden characters in the nine-character mantra appeared beside him again. With a wave of his big hand, six golden characters flew towards the brush.

Liu Yuanqing thought that he was dazzled, but now it was real, the six golden characters had not yet flown to the brush, and suddenly dissipated, and Yuan Zhenzi was already spitting blood.

Uncle Du sighed lightly: "Lao Liu, you are not mistaken, there was a claw stretched out of the brush just now?" ”

Uncle Du didn't wait for Liu Yuanqing's answer, because he didn't need it, and in the white quill, he stretched out a hand again, green and thin like a locust branch in the wax moon.

Qing Xuan was in a hurry, quickly pulled Yuan Zhenzi, bit his fingertips and wiped it on the dust, and then slammed it towards the palm that stretched out.

The dust whisk is the magic weapon that Qing Xuan began to cultivate when he became the head of the family, and when it was pumped on the palm of that hand, it actually shot out a series of sparks, and the last root was broken, and the handle of the dust whisk also fell to the ground with a snap, breaking in half.

The palm of his hand retreated, but Qing Xuan was terrified, he knew very well how lethal his magic weapon was to ghosts under the care of him for so many years.

The giggling laughter filled everyone's ear holes again, and the white jade pen ignored Qing Xuan and Liu Yuanqing this time, and flashed in front of Bai Zhenjiang, the tip of the pen swiped across the bloody palms of Bai Zhenjiang and a cadre, and every time it was crossed, it took away a trail of blood.

Finally, floating to the top of Bai Zhenjiang's head, accompanied by a strange laughter, the figures of nearly a thousand ghosts twisted, like chopsticks in the water, the eyes of each ghost showed the color of painful struggle, and the resentful screams of thousands of ghosts together pierced the ears of those present.

Among the idle people who were lucky enough to survive, some of them covered their ears, and there were red bloodshots between their fingers, and these ears were afraid to be wasted!

Leng Qi, who was already unconscious, had a painful look on his face that intensified a little again, and his body was filled with misty black qi.

Huang Biao stretched out his hand to block Yuan Yu's ears, held them in his arms, and shouted at Ma Zi: "Ma Zi, it won't work, it won't go on like this!" What the hell is this thing going to do! ”

Ma Zi kept flipping the brush, without a clue, but he heard a long Buddha horn behind him. The piercing sensation has dissipated a lot!

"Amitabha! Leng Shi is saved! ”

"Oh, old monk...... Ah no, Uncle Kong, we are not outsiders, so don't be donors, inkblots! Hurry up and suppress the resentment in Lao Qi's body, Lao Qi can't stand it anymore! Li Mengkai hurriedly rushed over, hurriedly trying to give the old monk's bare head a sugar-fried chestnut, but had to endure it.

"This should be your Daomen's thing, you might as well recite an ink mantra to try!" The old monk pondered for a moment, looked at the brush, and then looked at the white quill in the field, and the unrest in the depths of his wrinkled eyes was well concealed by him.

Although Ma Zi didn't know what was going on, he still read it out according to his words!

"The Jade Emperor is ruthless, and the gods are spiritual.

It is shaped like a cloud and mist, and there are nine stars on it.

Pondering, thunderbolt disputes.

Haste as a law"