Of course, this is just Lin Hu's whimsical for a while, there is still a big difference between the profession of novelist and summoner, but many characteristics of summoner can still be learned. = Music = Essay = Novel

There aren't many characters that a novelist can summon at the same time, but that doesn't stop him from making them intentionally complementary.

For example, after letting this thousand-year-old tree demon grandma entangle the enemy with vine control for a period of time, if there are a few characters around that can output strongly, such as using the flying sword Yan Chixia, then its combat power will definitely rise in a straight line.

Think about the characters in the novel with their own characteristics, such as Yan Chixia's Flying Sword and Duan Yu's Six-Vein Divine Sword, the sword qi of the Six-Vein Divine Sword is constantly shooting down from the void, this is simply a humanoid bomber!

This is indeed a good idea, if you encounter an enemy of similar strength in the future battle, you can let these fiction characters go first, if the enemy can't even win these fiction characters, then it is naturally the best, if the enemy tries his best to repel the attack of these fiction characters and struggles to run in front of him, thinking that he can succeed, then, hum!

In this short period of time, Lin Hu's mind flashed through many thoughts of Dao Yin people, for example, in the case of a large number of people, he tried to make as few shots as possible, and if he didn't speak in his snow-white Confucian clothes, who would know if he was a Wen Confucian or a Wu Confucian student?

It would be best if you thought of yourself as those scholars who were "powerless", and I believe that you can surprise many people at that time.

The more Lin Hu thought about it, the more energetic he became, and after a while, he took Yan Chixia and the thousand-year-old tree demon grandmother, and after putting the two away, Lin Hu suddenly exhaled heavily.

In other words, the energy spent by these characters who are not the protagonists to summon them out has really increased exponentially. Especially the Dryad, summoning a Dryad at least took him the strength it took to summon five Ning Caichen.

After calming down his current mood, Lin Hu suddenly felt that he was a little nervous, but he still had to come.

"Huh?"

When Zhihai gave a certain command towards the Great Yan Rune, the imaginary figure did not appear. Lin Hu thought again, but the figure still did not appear.

"What's going on?"

Lin Hu was wondering if something was wrong, and suddenly, a miracle appeared.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, Lin Hu's robe was windless, and the belt on his chest was stretched to an extreme. If it weren't for the extraordinary texture of this garment, the strap would have been torn off.

Lin Hu only felt that something seemed to be beating in his chest, and kept rushing outside, and Lin Hu, who felt that something was wrong, immediately stretched out his right hand and grabbed the thing that was beating.

"What is this?"

I saw that a white handkerchief appeared on his hand. The handkerchief was now beating and struggling in his hand like a living creature, as if trying to escape.

This piece of Yipalin Tiger is naturally familiar, this is Xiao Qian's "prototype" Yiyi "returned" to him when he dispersed his three souls and seven spirits, and there are poems about his "endowment" on it, but I didn't expect to react at this time.

Why is that?

Suddenly, the handkerchief in his hand shone brightly, and a dazzling light like the sun shot out, and Lin Hu closed his eyes suddenly.

That's just at this time. The origin of "A Chinese Ghost Story" hidden in the Dayan rune suddenly jumped out of the rune seal automatically and appeared outside Lin Hu's body.

After the original origin of "A Chinese Ghost Story" appeared, the beating frequency of the white handkerchief became more and more intense. Although Lin Hu didn't know what the reason was, he seemed to understand Yipa's thoughts at the moment, and automatically let go of his hand.

"Whew!"

Finding that Lin Hu no longer restrained it, the handkerchief immediately shot out of Lin Hu's hand like a wild horse, shooting towards the origin of "A Chinese Ghost Story" floating in the void.

When Yipa approached "A Chinese Ghost Story", a miraculous scene appeared. As soon as the white handkerchief and the black book came close, they were completely blended.

Wrong. It should be said that the white handkerchief was completely integrated into "A Chinese Ghost Story" until it disappeared.

"This ......"

This scene in front of me. Lin Hu was a little overwhelmed, but the matter was far from over, and the figure that had not appeared until this time finally appeared.

"Whew!"

The light and shadow flashed, and a beautiful figure immediately appeared in front of Lin Hu.

Her beauty is the kind of white clothes that win the snow, the eyebrows are picturesque, she has never seen her life, the white shirt moves slightly in the breeze, like a lily blooming in the dark night, and the whole person is like walking out of the painting.

"Yiyi?" Lin Hu exclaimed tentatively.

But then, he said to himself: "It should be called Xiaoqian, right?" ”

Lin Hu sighed and walked around to look at the beauty in front of him, but as he moved, the beauty's eyes also turned with his moving pace.

Turned?

Lin Hu was stunned for a moment, as if he had seen something incredible, and quickly stopped.

Lin Hu rubbed his eyes in disbelief, then walked to less than a foot away from the beauty and looked at it carefully.

At such a close distance, the beauty could even feel the hot breath exhaled from Lin Hu's mouth and nose, and couldn't help frowning.

"Are you a human or a ghost?!"

Seeing her action, Lin Hu suddenly shouted, caught off guard, the beauty was immediately startled by Lin Hu's voice, and couldn't help but take two steps back.

But then, Lin Hu said again: "No, Yiyi seems to be a ghost...... And under this scorching sun, it is impossible for ordinary ghosts to show such a calm appearance like you, who are you?"

Perhaps she was frightened by Lin Hu, and it took a long time for the beauty to loosen her frowning brows, and just when Lin Hu was a little skeptical that she couldn't speak, the beauty finally spoke: "I don't know!"

The sound is very crisp, like a tinkling spring water, which is very pleasant to listen to.

I don't know, what kind of answer is this, Lin Hu thought for a while before he said, "Then how did you appear, why did you have consciousness?"

As soon as Lin Hu asked this sentence, the beauty in front of him was stagnant, and just when Lin Hu thought that there was something wrong with her, the beauty regained her agility just now: "I am the spirit of the book produced by this book, you are my master, right?"

The beauty has always been the book of "A Chinese Ghost Story" in Lin Hu's hand, and asked tentatively.

"Book Spirit?"

Lin Hu was startled, and then said slowly: "You mean that this book has become a Taoist book?"

In the face of his questioning, the beauty shook her head, indicating that it was not what he said.

"It's not a Taoist book, so why is there a book spirit?"

"I don't know, anyway, after I became conscious, I knew that I was a book spirit born from that book, and I knew that you were my master. ”

"So, what can you do?"

The beauty shook her head again, indicating that she knew nothing, and in the face of Lin Hu's incessant inquiring gaze, she lowered her head a little ashamedly, made an ostrich shape, and looked straight at the ground under her feet.

"Uh...... Okay, so what's your name?"

The beauty shook her head again, and at this moment, Lin Hu couldn't help but stare depressedly. Seeing Lin Hu's appearance, she suddenly thought that Lin Hu was blaming her, bit her lip, her eyes seemed to be blurred, and she looked extremely aggrieved.

"Stop, I'm not blaming you, if you don't have a name, then let me get you one, just call it Yiyi!"

Hearing that Lin Hu was not blaming her, he also named her, beauty, uh, it should be said that Yiyi immediately laughed like a rainy day.

She smiled beautifully, and her smile was innocent, like a child who didn't know anything about the world.

"I thanked the master. ”

As he spoke, Yiyi immediately leaned down and thanked her.

"Wait, don't do that, and don't call me master, that sounds too unaccustomed. ”

Although it is also a very cool thing for a big beauty to call her master, Lin Hu does not have that kind of hobby, so he still decisively refused.

"So, what should I call you?"

"This ......"

Lin Hu thought about it carefully, and suddenly saw his white Confucian clothes, "By the way, you can call me Gongzi." ”

"Okay, Childe!" Yiyi immediately exclaimed sweetly.

Hearing her son, Lin Hu felt that his bones were crispy.

Cool, so cool!

"By the way, Yiyi, come into the room with me, I still have some questions for you. ”

"Yes, Childe!"

......

Lin Hu, who was immersed in the joy brought by the spirit of the book, did not know that under Ye Qingyun's solemn attention, a storm set off by "A Chinese Ghost Story" had quietly swayed. (To be continued)