readx;? Looking at his excited appearance, I almost couldn't hold back my shouting, and quickly looked left and right, before I lowered my voice and said angrily to Qiangzi: "What a yarn!~"

Anyway, how long is his brain, or does he really have no concept of this level of ghost king, ranking fourth, a powerful ghost who has been mixed in the yang world for almost five hundred years, it is a lot earlier than my master died. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info and this kind of ghost king, although it is only eight places higher than Zhao Yinyin in the ranking, but its real strength may be more than two or three Zhao Yinyin, this kind of ghost king, unless Zhong Kui personally takes action, otherwise, it may take hundreds of years to send him back to the underworld by the hands of a living person.

sighed deeply, but the strong son beside me, the excitement was still not affected by the negative emotions emanating from me, just grinning silly, I don't know what I was thinking, and after a minute and a half, he whispered to me with an excited look: "Damn, such a terrible ghost king, how many people can't see it in their lifetime!"

His reason made me suddenly collapse in my heart, but because of the occasion, I still tried to adjust my breathing, sighed helplessly, looking at his excited and excited face, I suddenly felt that I didn't seem to have any common language with Hadron in this regard, because his enthusiasm for supernatural things made me a little incomprehensible, and after the mood calmed down a little, I spoke.

"Nonsense, not everyone is yin and yang, Mr. Yin and Yang, ordinary people may not forget it for the rest of their lives when they see a ghost, and it is still a matter if they have the life to survive when they see the ghost king. ”

Now the emotions and reactions of me and Qiangzi can be said to be a complete contrast, he looks like the kind of brain/crippled fan who is about to meet his idol, excited, excited, happy, all positive emotions. But I was full of sorrow, always feeling that there might be a madman lurking around us with destructive weapons all over his body, and he was the kind who would kill if he didn't say a word.

"Hey, Su Ran, does that Qi Yan's death really have anything to do with Meng Lanqiu?"

It is not an exaggeration to say that the gaze that Qiangzi has seen at this moment can definitely be regarded as his eyes are shining, and when he asked me excitedly, his interest in Qi Yan, a girl, seemed to have increased to the peak all of a sudden.

"I guessed too. ”

Sighing weakly again, I walked to the bookshelf in front of me as I spoke, and just wanted to insert the book in my hand back into the shelf, but I didn't think about it, and was snatched away by the strong man on the side.

He hurriedly opened the book, turned his head to me and asked, "Let me see, where is Meng Lanqiu?"

He startled me by this, and after glaring at him, I hurriedly glanced at the book, unlike him, I was afraid that he had just used too much force and damaged this copy of the book, cough, although no one here reads the book. After making sure there was nothing wrong with the book, I looked at him and asked, "What's where?"

"It's about the fourth-ranked person. Qiangzi said with an anxious look on his face.

There are two in the book, one written when he was born and one written when he died. ”

Although I was helpless about his reaction, I still reached out to help him rummage, and pointed out to him when I found information about Meng Lanqiu, Qiangzi's classical Chinese foundation is not very good, as a typical science student, he usually only reads Xiaobaiwen, and gives him a copy of the original Dream of Red Mansions, he may not be able to read it a few times.

After reading those two paragraphs with a frown, he asked me, "Is it really just one born and the other dead, and you have finished looking for this book?"

Shaking my head slightly, I said the truth with a haggard heart: "No, I really can't stand it." ”

"Why don't you look for it again?"

Eighty percent of the people who wrote this book are aunts, and it's a trivial matter, and it's pretty good that I can read so much. ”

For the dissatisfaction of the strong son, I suddenly became a little angry, this kind of bits and pieces of small things, but also recorded by year, in addition to the kind of particularly large family, slightly smaller, in this book of records, but is just one or two sentences, if I really read this book, I think I myself may be assimilated by the aunt who wrote the book.

"Uh, okay. He didn't quite believe my words at first, but when he turned the page or two, and then looked up at me, there was a look of adoration and sympathy in his eyes, "Really, I'm sorry for you, brother." ”

I took the "Miscellaneous History of the Zhengde Year of Ming Wuzong" from his hand, re-looked at the number and inserted it back into the bookshelf, looked around to make sure that there was no one, and then took a few steps back and leaned against the wall, and pointed to the note that was still in his hand, and said weakly: "What do you think about now?"

At this time, the strong son, the excitement just now has gone down a lot, and his head seems to be sober, he looked at this somewhat weird note again, he said in a deep voice: "Don't do it, you are not 100% sure that Qi Yan was killed by him, maybe Qi Yan just wants to write a novel and find a character as material, what do you want to do so much?"

"Just in case. ”

I said and shook my head, Zhengzhou in the past two months is really messy enough, first Zhao Yinyin, who ranked twelfth on the list of fugitive ghosts, was accidentally discovered by me because of Liu Chenfeng's relationship, and a few days after returning to school, Hua Diyuan, who was trapped in the nineteenth rank in the Zhenxian Ghost Array, and Hua Tianan, who ranked twentieth, were brought out by me unintentionally. When these three ghost kings were already giving me a headache, another fourth-ranked Meng Lanqiu appeared, alas, in these two short months, the ghost kings I found had all gathered a table of mahjong.

"Seriously, Su Ran, you're thinking a little too much. In the middle of the Tang Dynasty, Qiangzi leaned over and stretched out his arm to put it on my shoulder, patted it twice and continued with some persuasion: "Zhengzhou is not big, it is small, it is really not small, in addition to you, there are many Mr. Yin and Yang, Taoist priests and the like are working hard in secret, why should you take all the responsibility on yourself." ”

"How about your strength, it's not for your buddies to hit you, you may be very awesome among rookies, but compared to their veterans, you are still very tender, not to mention others, it is Qingyou, Luo Ze, Sister Hu, they don't know how much stronger than you. ”

"The so-called magic is one foot high, the road is one foot high, there are always people who will deal with the ghost kings, you can't handle it, don't think about fighting hard or what, you also said, he has been mixed in the yang world for almost five hundred years, it's not good to say, your eight/generation/ancestor/ancestor is not as old as his ghost. ”

"Damn, pull a woolen ancestor. ”

Qiangzi was talking about sensationalism, but I interrupted him helplessly, but what he said was indeed right, I may really think too much, but to be honest, it really makes me put Meng Lanqiu down and not think about it, the possibility is indeed too small, after all, he may really be in the same city as me, maybe, very close to me.

"By the way, about this Qi Yan, have you ever asked Li Yubo about them?"

Although Qiangzi said that he was persuading me, his attention was the same as mine, and he couldn't get out of the impact brought to him by the name Meng Lanqiu.

"No, I was thinking about that. ”

Shaking my head, I subconsciously took out my phone and looked at it, and began to wonder if I should call him at this time, but this case has been a month or two, and the knife falling next to Qi Yan's body basically can't have other people's fingerprints or DNA on it, and it is very likely to be regarded as a suicide, so I don't know if they have any special progress.

"Let's fight again tomorrow, let's concentrate tonight, I always feel a little uneasy, maybe something will happen to Chu Yuetong." Qiangzi said, and his eyes turned to Chu Yuetong, who was busy at the borrowing registration office, obviously worried.

"Don't worry, everything is with you, if any blind imp dares to come, I won't let him eat, roll away." ”

With a long exhalation, I also put the focus back on Chu Yuetong tonight, the number of charms in my backpack gave me absolute confidence to say this. In the past few days, I have learned a lot about the Three Qingming Fire Mantras, and the effect of this spell is more comprehensive than the Five Thunder Tiangang Mantras.

As you can imagine, the Sanqing Fire is not an ordinary fire, but it is not a particularly awesome immortal fire, in general, the effect of this fire is not only to burn the yin and evil qi, but also to dispel poison, especially for corpse poison, almost a nemesis-level existence. Last time, Liu Xiangyang's situation was a little different, the poison on his body was not an ordinary corpse poison, but when the corpse was transformed, the corpse fused the poison in mercury at the same time, and completely exerted it.

And after coming back, Qiangzi and I also analyzed the events of that night, the main of which was about the corpse poison on Liu Xiangyang's body, when we first approached him, we only felt the stench, and felt the smell of dizziness, and then two successive three clear fire spells, so that the toxicity on his body was greatly reduced, and he lost his original advantage. However, if Qiangzi and I didn't take the pill handed over by Qingyou at the beginning, it is likely that there will be no later incident, and we would have been poisoned and died a long time ago, cough, that pill is very useful, and if you have a chance to turn around, you can ask them for some.

"That's okay, Su Ran, I'll go over and help her first. ”

Qiangzi glanced at the many borrowing registration offices, and there were many students who were returning books at the moment, and as he spoke, he handed me back the note in his hand and ran quickly towards the registration office in the middle.

Just looking at his back, I suddenly felt that something didn't seem right just now, why did I come to the location of this bookshelf for the first time, and I pulled a book casually, I could see the note left by Qi Yan, and the note was still about the fourth-ranked ghost king, isn't it too much of a coincidence?

Could it be that this is a trap for me?

Thinking of this, my face remained unchanged, but my heart suddenly became vigilant.