Jiangcheng in November was already quite cold, and a gust of wind blew, and the little ones were like quails, shrinking their heads one by one, and their little faces were flushed.

At this time, the sunset has completely disappeared from the sky, the whole park is darkened, there are no lights, only the sound of insects and birds singing with the wind blowing comes from afar, and the silence is a little scary.

Guo Fucheng is very good at coaxing children, and after stabilizing the army's heart with small snacks prepared in advance, he took the little ones who were both nervous and excited to a pavilion next to the Lake Center Pavilion.

The park has not been tended for a long time, and the red fences and pillars have been painted off, giving it a stale feel. In the center is a small stone table, which is similar to the road from which it came, with some dead leaves.

Nabefujo put the small burden on his shoulder on the stone table and opened it, and then took out the candlesticks, candles, etc., which looked like things for worship, in addition to a large piece of white paper, and a few markers. He spread out his things on the table, stacked them neatly, then lit the candles and placed them in the four directions of the gazebo.

Seeing this similar to the posture of sweeping the tomb during the Qingming Festival, the children were a little overwhelmed, and one of them asked: "Brother, what are you doing here?"

"This is the process of calling the pen fairy, what, don't you want to ask the pen fairy to write your homework for you?" asked Guo Fucheng with a smile.

The children nodded like pounded garlic: "I want it!"

"Wait a minute, and you'll be fine in no time. Nabefujo skillfully fiddled with the various utensils in his hands.

The children didn't ask any more questions, and waited expectantly.

Seeing this, the live broadcast room of the mobile phone in the pot rich city almost exploded.

"I'll go, isn't it okay to deceive children like this?"

"That's right, if something really happens, you can bear it?"

"Why are you looking for children, can't you look for adults?"

Netizens asked nervously, and Guo Fucheng said that this time he would use a lost pen immortal Dafa, and he tried all kinds of things, and the condition was to find three boys and girls.

I thought that there would be a few volunteers, but who would have thought that it was actually a child, and this look was a lie, and the audience said that they were not very comfortable. Most of the people who will watch this show are thrill-seeking lonely people, but the things in front of them are really a bit beyond their moral bottom line, and some of them are unfollowing at the moment.

But there are also some iron fans who support: "Love to see, don't watch it!"

So the two sides quarreled in the barrage, and all kinds of national scolding floated all over the screen, and it was as lively as a vegetable market.

After making the preparations, Guo Fucheng glanced at the barrage, and after understanding the ins and outs, he had to explain: "Big brothers, you think I am willing, the key is that people are too difficult to find, and the boy is okay to say, there are a large number of people in the university, but the virgin ...... Junior high school is rare, right, and I went to elementary school to find it, but it was also out of helplessness. ”

Audience: "......" sentence, they can't refute it!

"Don't worry, since I dare to open the altar, I can definitely ensure the safety of the children, don't you still believe me in the rich city?" the fat man swore an oath.

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot less controversy in the barrage.

In the section of supernatural live broadcast, the popularity of this guy in Pot Fucheng is indeed very good, and his reputation is also excellent.

Qingming grave jumping, night visit to the haunted house, the first seven in front of the mourning hall to talk with the deceased...... All kinds of unbelievable, exciting things that others can't think of, this guy has done it, and he hasn't done anything at all so far, so he can only say that he is really bold.

But in the eyes of some viewers who believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, they feel that the pot rich city is no longer as simple as being bold, but has real skills, if it weren't for this, it is estimated that they would have been killed by ghosts a long time ago.

After pacifying the audience, the pot Fucheng called the children to him and told them to reach out and hold the same pen. The children's hands are small, but they can't stand the crowd, and it's still a bit reluctant for six people to have a pen, so Guo Fucheng also helped to coordinate it, and finally finished it.

Looking at the marker that was held by six little hands and then hung quietly in the middle of the stone table, the children around the stone table suddenly felt a little nervous, and they were looking at each other at this time.

"Don't be nervous, relax, the pen fairy will not hurt you, will only help you with your homework and play games. Guo Fucheng comforted like this, having said that, in fact, he was more nervous in his heart, but he hid it relatively deeply, and outsiders couldn't see it.

As an anchor of the supernatural sector, Guo Fucheng initially didn't believe in ghosts and gods, but because of this, he was able to let go more openly, and there were no taboos.

But as the saying goes, if you walk by the river, you won't have cramps.

After a hysterical grave jump, the next day he caught a severe cold, and hung for three days with salt water to no avail, until the uncle of his neighbor helped him wrap a handful of rice.

"Bao rice" is a popular name, but it is actually a kind of spiritualism that is spread among the people.

Legend has it that when a person has three souls and seven spirits, when he is hit by a huge blow or frightened, the spirit is scared away, and the person will fall into an abnormal state such as dementia or panic. When this happens, someone who knows a little bit of Taoism will take a small ceramic bowl full of rice, and then cover the bowl with a white cloth and tighten it.

The caster grabs the back end of the white cloth with his hand, holds his fingers against the bottom of the bowl, and then hangs the bowl covered with the white cloth upside down ten centimeters above the victim's head. In this way, the lost spirit is recovered.

Many years ago, there were many people who could do this, but it is not excluded that most of them were charlatans. After the establishment of New China, it launched a thunderous attack on this phenomenon, and soon after, it was almost extinct.

So when he saw his neighbor using this ancient method, Nabe Fucheng was surprised and disdainful, thinking that he had encountered a liar.

It wasn't until the afternoon when his health improved rapidly that the kid realized that he had met a master, and immediately came to thank him with good cigarettes and wine, and consulted some things in this regard.

When the neighbor saw that he was so curious, he confessed that he was not a master, but that someone from his ancestors had walked this road and inherited some small deviations. Seeing that the pot Fucheng didn't believe it, the neighbor also sent him a few books, which were about some small tricks, including a one-handed summoning pen fairy.

The pot Fucheng immediately realized that the time had come to make a fortune.

However, he is a cautious person, and it is impossible for him to do live broadcasts without confirming it. So during the day today, he visited everywhere, looking for people, and doing experiments. Unfortunately, a netizen happened to come to see him today, but for the sake of his future, he decisively chose to snub netizens and fight for his career, which led to the afternoon episode.

Fortunately, Huangtian paid off, and after an afternoon of experiments, he had almost determined the authenticity of this method, but the conditions were a bit harsh, and if it could not be achieved, the success rate would be greatly reduced. So he had an idea, called his little cousin who was studying at school, and called a few classmates to come out.

At this time, when Guo Fucheng saw that the preparations were ready, he asked the children to call the pen fairy, and the lines were all copied from the movie, such as "Are you here for the pen fairy pen fairy", in fact, there is no bird use at all. As the children asked, he leaned over and playfully recited the mantra in the manual.

A hundred meters away, Xu Le watched this scene from a distance, slightly surprised.

He saw that in the center of the pavilion, there was some black fog for no reason. The black mist and the autumn wind blended together, with the pavilion as the center, spread out like a wave of air, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground together, like a miniature tornado, only the candle stood still, and even the flame did not beat a few times, it was really magical.

After the black mist flew out of hundreds of meters, it plunged headlong into the ground, passed through layers of barriers, and finally, came directly to the layer where the oil pot was placed in the underworld!

At this time, a certain female water ghost, known as the "single-minded woman", was in a huge oil pot, doubting her life.

She's been caught twice.

Both times they were defeated by the same man, and they were crushed by the same ghost.

At this time, she has long lost the sharpness she had at the beginning, and she just wants to spend a pleasant lower body here in peace, wash away her lead, and reincarnate is the ultimate goal she yearns for.

As for fleeing...... If anyone tells her about this now, who can she be anxious with!

- Is there a warmer place in the world than a frying pan?

Of course, now she can't escape if she wants to. When she returned, she found a suspended bead above the oil pot, said to be the latest product from the Netherworld, to suppress the demons and prevent them from fleeing again.

So now, she basically has no desires.

But just as she was about to stuff her head into the oil to wash her hair, a black mist quietly appeared, enveloping her body, and then disappeared quickly with her.

When the female ghost opened her eyes again, she was shocked to find that she had actually appeared outside a gazebo!

She was tied with a black thread, and it was clear that it was the thread that pulled her out of the underworld. And the other end of the black line is in the middle of the gazebo.

In the gazebo, several little children were holding a marker, chanting the words: "Where are you?" The top of the marker pen in their hands was constantly emerging black lines, trying to pull her into the gazebo.

Seeing the female ghost, she suddenly understood what was going on, and she couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy in her heart.

When given a choice, who would want to stay in the pan all the time?

However, this mood only lasted for less than a second, and when she saw the girl in the group of children wearing red clothes and a small face, her smile instantly stiffened.

"Why her?!"

The female ghost's scalp is numb, and the corners of her mouth twitch.

At one point, she felt that the world was too unkind to her.

Or...... Or go back to the oil pot honestly, right?