"It's possible to reset the number of times the Black Manual is used, but changing the cheat mechanics is a new round of wishes, and your current conditions can't be met."

Wishing Lake only agreed to reset the number of times the Black Manual was used, but did not agree to cancel the cheat mechanism.

Because Zhang Fan only had three chances to make a wish.

He's over the limit.

"That's fine. Just reset it for me. ”

After Zhang Fan said this, he threw the black leather manual into the Wishing Lake.

With a flurry of ups and downs, the black leather manual sank in.

It was only at the moment of sinking in that the second page of the black book opened slightly.

A line of small, slightly skewed letters emerges on it.

Maybe I should get rid of him. 】

Zhang Fan noticed the corner of the second page of the black manual, but he didn't say anything, but smiled and asked, "Wishing Lake, there should be a ghost locked up in this black manual, right?" A terrifying parasinic, to be exact. ”

"It needs to keep me turning the pages behind me to recover." Zhang Fan expressed his guess.

Since the Wishing Lake has been summoned today, if there is any question, I will ask it generously.

As long as it doesn't involve anything about the Wishing Lake, it will always respond quickly.

Sure enough, the moment Zhang Fan asked about this sentence, Wishing Lake immediately showed a new font information.

"Yes."

"The Black Leather Manual is fifty pages long, and until the last page is turned, the imprisoned parasiters in it will usher in a terrifying resurgence and completely invade reality."

"I see, but it fell into my hands, and there should never be a day to turn over."

After reading the information of the Wishing Lake, Zhang Fan suddenly chuckled and spoke.

He had already made up his mind that as soon as the Black Leather Manual was about to reach the tenth time, he would immediately ask the Wishing Lake to reset it and wash it all over again.

It will never be able to recover.

"Alright, without further ado, let's get started." Zhang Fan shook his head, didn't delay, stopped talking to the Wishing Lake, and strode into the black lake.

Today, I will solve all these messy things in my body.

Without the troubles of the passage of human nature, he will have no worries.

It's a big deal that the power of the parasitic spirit will not be needed in the future.

Save yourself from your own life.

Besides, as long as you participate in the maze scene in the future and don't make waves, you should be able to survive unharmed.

The next time he gets the opportunity to make a wish, Zhang Fan plans to remove the curse of the Wishing Lake.

In this way, he can calmly make love to Jiang Xiaohua and them, and he doesn't have to worry about encountering the curse of the Wishing Lake.

Thinking of this, Zhang Fan had already walked into the lake.

......

Three hours later, approaching 12 noon, Zhang Fan found a clean and neat white casual suit from the system backpack and dressed it neatly.

Now the problem of the passage of his humanity has been fully resolved.

And he's really resurrected.

Seeing the colorful colors blooming again in front of his eyes, as well as the recovery of his senses of hearing, smell, and taste, Zhang Fancai put his hanging heart into his stomach.

Putting the reset black leather manual back into the system backpack, Zhang Fan walked outside.

Now it's time to leave and go back to see Jiang Xiaohua and them.

After solving his own problems, Zhang Fan only felt in a good mood for a while.

At this time, he is sure that if he is in the second subject, he will be able to pass it directly, and he will definitely not fail the course.

Walking out of the suburbs and coming to the side of the road, Zhang Fan waited left and right, wanting to wait for a hitchhiker to go back, but after waiting for a long time, no vehicle passed by.

That's right, this suburb is originally a place where birds don't, and normal people rarely come here.

It's a pity that the vicious dog Hachi in his ghost frame has been forcibly assimilated into a parasitic spirit because of his empty personality, and now he has fallen into a state of serious injury and death, and it will take half a month to recover.

In addition, there are no other ghosts with teleportation ability on him, so Zhang Fan can't do it even if he wants to teleport back directly.

Because of the disappearance of the evil thoughts Zhang Fan, the dream demon power reproduced in the depths of his soul also disappeared.

In other words, he has now lost even the power of the Dream Demon.

This time, it can be described as a mixed blessing.

The joy is that the resurrection suppresses the passage of humanity.

The worry is the disappearance of the dream demon's power.

He can no longer fight ghosts as he wants.

But this is not bad, without this kind of power, you can be down-to-earth and down-to-earth, and you don't have to think about some things all day long.

It's like an old saying, with absolute power, God is first, and I am second.

It's true that I can't tell how many pounds and taels I have.

I waited for about ten more minutes.

On the road in the distance, a blue Shifeng tricycle suddenly drove up.

The tricycle came to a slow pause in front of Zhang Fan, the window rolled down, and it was an old man with a shaved head.

"Little brother, do you want a ride?" The bald old man asked with a smile, but when he looked at Zhang Fan twice, he seemed to feel a little familiar, and before he could think about it carefully, the next second, Zhang Fan opened the co-pilot's door by himself, sat in, and said with a smile: "Of course." ”

Bald old man: "??? ”

Damn, I'll just ask casually, why did you really sit in?

Wait, how this kid looks more and more familiar.

Wocao, remember, isn't this the kid who hitchhiked last time?

Last time, I was cheap for a while, and asked a kid waiting for a car on the road, but before he could finish his words, the kid sat up.

This is his second uncle, it's really evil, and he met the same person again.

"Don't talk, I understand, you drove me last time, and this time you give me another ride, isn't this fate?" Zhang Fan chuckled and opened his mouth, touched the phone from his pocket, and found that he didn't touch it, so he remembered that he had given the phone to Gao Daqiang before.

He originally wanted to give this bald old man some money, but now it seems that God is so willful that he can't give it if he wants to.

So, under the depressed expression of the bald old man, the two of them gradually drifted away and drove towards the center of Dadong City.

An hour later, Zhang Fan finally came to the outside of the Maoshan incense candle shop.

The time is 13:22 p.m.

Strange to say, the outside of the Maoshan incense candle shop is full of people.

Zhang Fan stepped forward to take a look, only to find that these people were all here to see Jiang Xiaohua to see things.

They all came from various counties in Dadong City, and even some outsiders came on purpose.

The purpose of their coming here is because they played the pen fairy psychic game.

Zhang Fan roughly counted and found that there were almost 13 people here who had played the pen fairy psychic game.

In this regard, Zhang Fan secretly said to a good guy, and couldn't help but feel emotional.

Sure enough, just by virtue of the pen fairy psychic game, you can make a fortune.

This is true.