One person and one ghost walked through the Divine Stick Alley like this, and Yang Yifan quickly bought all the things he needed. And because the parcel space is still very large, he bought a lot of yellow paper cinnabar at one time and put it in the package.

Facts have also proved that there are really only some magic sticks in Divine Stick Alley, and there is not even a single one with real skills. Yang Yifan and Ke Ning walked in the alley for so long, passing by so many stalls of goddesses and gods. No one stopped him from saying that if you look bad, there will be ghosts and monsters, and I am afraid that there will be a disaster of blood and light.

Leaving Shenzhu Alley, Yang Yifan did not go home directly to retreat and make talismans, but came to the streets and alleys of Chiyue again, and scraped the remnant souls that he and the fairy lady had not finished destroying before. When the last remnant soul was thrown to death by Yang Yifan with a blood talisman as far as the eye could see, he had almost killed about 2,400 remnant souls. Based on the calculation of 5 experience points for a remnant soul, that is a full 12,000 experience.

At this time, his experience has reached 3320010000, but now he can only accumulate experience, and cannot upgrade to improve his strength, so this experience can only be seen.

"Ke Ning, what are you doing sitting so far away, I'm not a tiger, and I'll eat you?"

Yang Yifan returned home and prepared the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the case. I saw that since the death of the fairy lady and the black tiger, he has not hid Ke Ning in the doll anymore. Looking at Ke Ning in a white dress, his clothes fluttering and his little face was red and standing not far from him, the word red sleeves and fragrance suddenly came to his mind.

Thinking that with Ke Ning's current strength, he can already pick up some items in reality, and the idea of letting Ke Ning help him lay paper and grind it has risen irrepressibly, and there are the words that Yang Yifan said to Ke Ning before.

Ke Ning glanced at Yang Yifan, his expression was disgusted, but a flush crept up on his face.

"Although you are not a tiger, but you are a wolf, or a hateful pervert, do you think I don't know what crooked ideas you have in your head, so I won't be in your daze!"

Yang Yifan looked confused, he didn't know what kind of crooked idea he had. Don't you just want you to do some work for yourself, if you don't do it, you can say it clearly, do you need to be so online?

"When did I become a pervert again? Have you ever seen an honest pervert like me? Have you ever seen two or three girlfriends, and they are still big perverts?"

It can be said that Yang Yifan is stupid, that he is bad, or even that he can do anything. But he must not be said to be sexual, because now he is more serious than anyone else, and he can guard himself like jade more than anyone else!

Ke Ning was slightly stunned, she had observed Yang Yifan's private life almost thoroughly in the time she hid in the doll, it can be said that if there is anyone in this world who knows Yang Yifan best, it can only be her.

Through the observation during this time, she also found that Yang Yifan is not the kind of pervert in the traditional sense. It's a bit like that? Oh!

"Phew, you're a big pervert! Even if you don't eat the little white rabbit, you can't hide the fact that you're a big pervert!"

Forehead... Yang Yifan was speechless.

I thought I was covering it up well enough, but I didn't expect to be discovered by you. Sure enough, gold always shines!

If Ke Ning knew Yang Yifan's inner drama at this time, he would definitely replace his Chinese teacher and ask him if he was golden, and always shine, is this sentence used in this case? !

"Well, don't worry about the details. I actually want you to help me study the magic shop paper, not what you think. ”

"What do I think?"

Ke Ning asked rhetorically.

Yang Yifan scratched his head, how do I know what you think! But now in this situation, it is obviously impossible not to answer, so he chose a clever answer.

"That's what I thought. ”

"Ahh

Ke Ning shouted, and ran away with a red face, leaving Yang Yifan with a confused face. That's special, I didn't say anything, why is it nasty?

But it seems that the wish of adding fragrance to the red sleeves cannot be realized, Yang Yifan looked at the neatly arranged materials on the table depressedly, and sighed softly, yes, let's get it yourself. The ancients had a cloud to do it themselves, so they had enough food and clothing!

Just when Yang Yifan picked up the inkstone and was about to start studying ink, Ke Ning suddenly walked back from outside. Without saying a word, he directly snatched the ink block in Yang Yifan's hand and began to study the ink skillfully.

Yang Yifan chuckled, this Ke Ning is the knife mouth tofu heart. She ran out and thought about it carefully just now, feeling that she might have misunderstood Yang Yifan. can be her temper, and how can she pull her face down to apologize to him. As soon as I came back, I saw Yang Yifan preparing to study ink and write something, and it just so happened that he had also learned some skills in using ink, so it was logical that he grabbed the ink block in his hand and quickly studied the ink.

Looking at Ke Ning's familiar movements, Yang Yifan smiled, and no longer paid attention to Ke Ning, who was still a little angry, and enjoyed the feeling of adding fragrance to the red sleeves with peace of mind.

Yes!

At this moment, Ke Ning suddenly exclaimed, Yang Yifan thought something had happened, and hurriedly looked up at her. I just saw that with Ke Ning's movements, a drop of ink that was being grinding accidentally splashed on her hand, and there was still a faint red in this drop of ink.

The ink fell on Ke Ning's hand like a red piece of iron that had been burned in the water. And white smoke rose around the ink, and the body began to dim. Yang Yifan knew that this smoke was a part of Ke Ning, and the smoke that hit her was equivalent to hitting him.

Looking at the position where he was burned by the ink, Yang Yifan suddenly remembered that the talisman he made contained cinnabar, and this thing had a lot of restraint effect on ghosts.

Why did he forget this, and actually asked Ke Ning to help him grind ink cinnabar, but fortunately nothing happened, otherwise Yang Yifan would definitely regret it for the rest of his life.

"Forget it, you don't have to grind, I'll just come by myself. ”

Looking at the place where Ke Ning was burned with cinnabar, Yang Yifan felt a little more distressed for no reason, reached out and pushed Ke Ning to the side, picked up the inkstone and grinded it himself.

"It's okay, just let me come. But what are you grinding here, and why does the ink hurt so much when it falls on my hand?"

Ke Ning saw that Yang Yifan had rubbed ink and robbed himself of his own affairs, where would he be happy. But he stretched out his hand and pulled a few times and didn't snatch it back from Yang Yifan's hand, so he could only ask with a mouted mouth.

"Oh, I say this because I added a little cinnabar to the ink. ”

"Zhu... Cinnabar?"

Ke Ning's face turned pale all of a sudden, and in the process of contact with Yang Yifan, the feeling of being at ease almost made her forget the fact that she was a ghost. But now reality is reminding her that you are a ghost, a poor lonely ghost.

Otherwise, how can you be restrained by cinnabar.

7

(Battlefield Literature)