When the wanted warrant for the underworld came out, he came to the door angrily and demanded that Lin Zhihui be responsible, and he must bring a message to King Qin Guang for her.

"It's not that I can't help, I have to be able to do it. Lin Zhihui was patient and tried to reason with the female tyrannosaurus in front of him, no way, who let him not beat others, smart people have to know practice.

"Don't try to play tricks with me, I don't believe that King Qin Guang didn't tell you how to contact you. His eyes were horizontal, and he stared at Lin Zhihui with an expression that I was just unreasonable, what kind of dare you do: "Think about it, there must be." This matter is urgent, now that my identity in the human world has been exposed, at most three days, people from the underworld will appear, and it is impossible for me and Ben to escape, then you stinky boy, just give me a funeral. ”

There is no need to say anything more, just look at the glow of the constantly surging eyes of the Qian, Lin Zhihui also knew that the other party was not joking, and his mind was spinning rapidly, since he promised to help, he didn't plan to go back, but this request is really a bit difficult, if he and King Qin Guang are friends, it is not completely nothing, not to mention anything else, the other party just took away three bottles of peach juice, and he rushed to this point, just with a word, he can still do it, but he doesn't know how to carry the words over.

Writing words on yellow-mounted paper and burning them will certainly not work. Find a place to hang yourself? I'm afraid that if the words are brought, people won't be able to come back, and that's not cost-effective. Otherwise, if you find a monk and Taoist priest to do it, and look at the appearance of the monk, it is estimated that there is no fun......

Lin Zhihui thought about it seriously, how could he get on the line with the underworld, and suddenly his heart moved, thinking of something.

He kept staring at Lin Zhihui all the time, and immediately noticed the subtle change in his expression, and subconsciously straightened his back, showing a hint of expectation on his face: "How is it?

After glancing at Qianqi, Lin Zhihui didn't speak, stood up and walked to the desk in the room, flipped through it and walked back with something.

Putting the small black box on the coffee table, the young man looked at him with some doubts, Lin Zhihui pointed his finger at the lid of the box and said, "This is Xuanmo." ”

Lin Zhihui originally planned to explain the purpose of this thing, but as soon as the two words Xuanmo came out, Qianqi, who was sitting on the sofa, sat up straight suddenly, grabbed the box and opened it, looked at the white porcelain bottle, and his eyes lit up: "I know that Xuanmo is used to write life and death, and it can also lead the soul into the underworld." ”

Slightly surprised, Lin Zhihui frowned slightly, it seems that his previous guess was not wrong, her identity is really not ordinary, ordinary underworld ghost clans, should not know the purpose of Xuanmo, but thinking that the other party is still wanted after hundreds of years, it seems that he still knows a lot of underworld secrets, so it is reasonable to think about it.

"Now that you know, I won't say more. Lin Zhihui didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "But I only have one drop, and I can't write my name completely at all." ”

Qian's excited expression eased slightly, and he looked up at Lin Zhihui, with a complicated look in his eyes, to be precise, full of "envy, jealousy, and hatred": "You are too extravagant, Xuanmo is a controlled material, and there is only one place in the heavens and ten thousand worlds that can make it, do you know how many people can't ask for this drop." As she spoke, she carefully put the porcelain vase back into the box, closed the lid lightly, changed her previous anxious appearance, grabbed the box tightly in her hand, picked up the leather bag next to her and got up and walked to the door: "Leave this matter to me, you are ready, and you will be on the road tomorrow at the latest." ”

Lin Zhihui sat stupidly on the chair, the world is changing too fast, he feels that he can't keep up with the rhythm, one second they are still discussing problems seriously, why the next second the style of painting has changed, the footsteps of the Qian Qi towards the door are not too brisk, just looking at the back, you can feel that she is in a good mood.

"Wait a minute, what road do you say you are going on, where are you going?" Lin Zhihui was stunned for a few seconds before he remembered what he said, the cold air in his back was rising, and he saw her stretch out her hand to open the door, and hurriedly asked.

"That's right. As if he remembered something, he opened his mouth to interrupt his words, and pointed back, and the ghostly light flashed, and it didn't enter Lin Zhihui's eyebrows: "This is what you bring, don't worry, it's not a spell." Before the words fell, he stepped on his high heels and twisted his waist and walked out, slamming the door shut.

The phrase "I won't let you work in vain" floated through the air......

Lin Zhihui looked confused, looked at the closed door, raised his hand to touch the door of his head, Mo Ming felt that something was not right.

......

Although he wasn't sure when he would do it, after a few dealings, Lin Zhihui also had a certain understanding of her fiery character, since he couldn't control it, he had to put it aside, he didn't forget, he still had a task to complete, and it was naturally not good to delay it for too long after receiving the reward, not to mention anything else, he always had to think about his reputation.

Lin Zhihui cleaned up his emotions and honestly sat in front of the computer to code words, but he didn't know that following the popularity of his kung fu master video, a video about peanuts quietly appeared on major online media.

......

Morning.

A university dormitory.

There were snoring sounds in the house, Deng Xiaoli was sitting in front of the computer, watching dramas, and suddenly a video page popped up, he moved the mouse to close it, and accidentally clicked the left button, and the video immediately played automatically.

"TMD, these little ads are really annoying, and they have the ability to be real. Deng Xiaoli scolded and was about to press the upper right corner to close the door, when a person's front appeared in the video, and his movements suddenly stopped.

The video shows a simple room with a bookcase and a corner of a bed, and a man in shorts and a cup sitting in front of the frame, watching his movements, as if he is chatting with someone, and the sound of tapping on the keyboard can be heard. Deng Xiaoli stared at the man's face, feeling very familiar, and was trying to remember, when he saw the man's fist slammed on the keyboard, stood up and began to curse loudly, hoarse, like a violent beast.

"What's it, you begged me to participate, swore that you wanted to praise me, and now you want me to be a foil for that guy, dreaming!"

"Don't think I don't know about your cats, if you dare to do this to me, don't blame me for not being authentic. ”

......

"Isn't this the god of peanuts?" Deng Xiaoli suddenly slapped the table hard, and when the other party turned his face, he finally recognized the identity of the person in the video and shouted excitedly. At the beginning of the year, he also participated in the peanut signing party, and he will never admit his mistake.

Now the selection of the top ten online writers is underway, and Peanuts are also a popular candidate, I heard that he is still a god praised by his website, and his image has always been healthy and upward, and now he has exposed such a face, this is the rhythm of the end.

Hearing the foul language that kept coming out of the video, as well as the swearing of a certain editor, Deng Xiaoli's eyes widened more and more, and he felt that there was going to be a big uproar.