"I beg you...... Leave us alone...... We don't dare anymore, please let it go...... These are all Song Zi's ideas, they have nothing to do with us, we are all innocent!! ”

Several female students, who were so frightened that they screamed, pointed the finger at Song Zi, picked themselves clean, and put on a posture that had nothing to do with themselves.

"Cuicui, Lingzhu, Jiajia, how do you ......"

Song Zi, who was already full of fear, was much more awake after hearing the words of those female students.

She didn't expect that her friends, who had nothing to talk about in the past and had a very good relationship, would treat her like this today.

just sold her in front of Zhang Fan.

"You are all innocent, right?!" After hearing this, Zhang Fan touched his chin thoughtfully, and said with a playful smile on his face.

"Yes, yes, we are all innocent, I also persuaded Song Zi not to play like this at the beginning, she didn't listen, and now she has caused a mess and dragged us into the water, this white lotus is really not a good thing."

Several female students pointed at Song Zi, their words were harsh and mean, and they didn't care about her inner feelings.

"Why are you doing this to me, aren't we friends?"

Song Zi listened to her friends' verbal abuse of her word for word, her face was full of horror and disappointment, the whole person seemed to have lost her soul, and her breathing gradually became more and more rapid.

She didn't know why her friends would do this to her.

"Oh, I see, that's okay, I see, since it has nothing to do with you, then you get out of here." Zhang Fan casually threw out the key and threw it to the other party, telling them to get out of the way quickly.

Seeing this, several girls hurriedly picked up the key, opened the door in a panic, and ran out.

It wasn't until they were completely far away that Zhang Fan pulled Song Zi up from the ground, straightened the overturned table, and relit the candle before he said: "See, this is your so-called good friend, as soon as you are in danger, you will be sold." ”

"When making friends, you must keep your eyes open, and don't blindly play with some people who are not right-minded." Zhang Fan sighed helplessly.

But Song Zi didn't respond to anything, but trembled all over, wiping tears with fear and helplessness.

In fact, when he came just now, Zhang Fan saw the clue, these friends of Song Zi may have hated Song Zi from the bottom of their hearts.

If you say why, there should be a big reason, it is because she thinks she is beautiful and especially easy to attract boys, so because of envy, jealousy and hatred, these so-called friends joined forces to trick Song Zi.

This kind of scheming behind the scenes is simply too inferior.

As the saying goes, jealousy makes people unrecognizable, and this is true at all.

Today's incident, Zhang Fan mainly wanted to teach Song Zi a lesson, so that she could bring more brains in the future, not to be deceived and help people count money.

Most of the college students who have not left society are very simple, so they are easily deceived by the false appearance of others.

Zhang Fan saw that Song Zi was stunned, his face turned pale, and he shook his head helplessly after all.

The other party should have been short-circuited by the frightened brain.

It seems that tonight has indeed gone a little too far.

Zhang Fan put away the pseudo-bundle fairy rope and kicked the bald man to get it out.

The bald man nodded with a look of fear, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

Now, Zhang Fan is not interested in the white-clothed ghost, even if he wants to accept it, he will also accept the red-clothed ghost, so he let the other party go.

Zhang Fan put the white paper and green pencil of the pen fairy psychic game and burned it with fire, and then walked out with Song Zi.

If you don't burn the psychic things, I'm afraid that the ritual of the pen fairy psychic game will continue forever, and I don't know what kind of ghosts will be attracted at that time.

As long as the ritual is not over, there will be a constant stream of terrifying ghosts being attracted.

Although Zhang Fan was not afraid, for the sake of Song Zi, an ordinary person, he still interrupted the pen immortal psychic game.

In order to avoid scaring Song Zi out of any problems, Zhang Fan summoned Sai Yao out and asked her to use a charming singing voice to erase Song Zi's ghostly memories, and only let her keep some of her friends' bad memories of her.

As long as Song Zi wakes up later, he won't be playing with those people.

As for the female students who escaped, Zhang Fan did not choose to let them go, but let Sai Yao erase their memories of seeing ghosts through remote singing, so that they would no longer believe that there were ghosts in the world.

In addition, for the next week, they will have a high concentration of nightmares.

As soon as you close your eyes and fall asleep, you will start having nightmares.

This is their punishment.

After solving Song Zi's matter, Zhang Fan came to the side of the road, found a shared bicycle, and rode back to Fugui Huating.

Tonight, this trip was really in vain, but no matter what, at least I had an explanation with Jiang Xiaohua.

sent a sentence to Jiang Xiaohua's WeChat that the matter had been done, and Zhang Fancai sat down on the sofa and began to continue to watch short videos.

Watching a video on his grandmother's big night is not satisfactory, it is really convincing.

Zhang Fan shook his head, stabilized his thoughts, and calmed down a lot.

But......

After he flipped through the short videos of more than a dozen beautiful women dancing in one go, suddenly, his mobile phone rang again.

"Who is this uncle? Why is it endless? Zhang Fan looked gloomy and shouted scolding.

I thought it was Jiang Xiaohua calling again, but when I looked closely, I found that it was not, but an unfamiliar number.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan was surprised, he didn't know why, I don't know who would call at such a late time.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Zhang Fan finally chose to connect.

The phone was connected, and a young man's voice came from the other end: "Brother Fan, I'm sorry, I'm still bothering you so late." The young man hurriedly apologized the moment Zhang Fan answered the phone.

"May I ask who you are?" Zhang Fan was extremely puzzled, the other party's voice was very unfamiliar, and he didn't seem to know it.

"Brother Fan, I'm Xu Qingyi, we met in the hotel last time...... Have you forgotten? The young man declared himself and said who he was.

Hearing the name Xu Qingyi, Zhang Fan reacted.

It turned out to be him.

He can be resurrected again, thanks to Xu Qingyi's help, he came to find him this time, what is the matter?

"Qingyi, has something happened to you?" Zhang Fan asked.

"It's nothing, Brother Fan, I just have a little favor and I want you to help me." Xu Qingyi said with a smile, his voice was full of magnetism, and it sounded like it was easy for people to have a good impression.

"What?" Zhang Fan was stunned.

"Hasn't there been a Huameng organized by survivors in Huaxia recently?"

"I want you to help me suppress the array, I'm going to catch a red-clothed ghost and present it to Huameng, so that I can join in."

Xu Qingyi explained the reason.

"You want to join Huameng?"

This time it was Zhang Fan's turn not to be calm.

Is Huameng really that good? It made so many people squeeze their heads and want to get in.

"Didn't you say that you can enter by offering a white-clothed ghost? Why do you want to sacrifice them a red-clothed ghost again? ”

Zhang Fan was a little puzzled.

According to the survivors in the previous chat box, if you want to join the Huameng, you only need to sacrifice a white-clothed ghost, and offering a red-clothed ghost is really a bit extravagant, or even redundant.

"Brother Fan, don't you know, if you just offer a white-clothed ghost to join the Huameng, you can only be regarded as a first-level member at the bottom, and many treatments and benefits are also the most rubbish."

"It's different to sacrifice a red-clothed ghost, you will directly become a member of the second-level alliance, and there is a special mentor to teach you a lot of unknown secrets." Xu Qingyi patiently explained to Zhang Fan.

"And that said? That's interesting. ”

After hearing this, Zhang Fan looked extremely surprised.

"Brother Fan, why don't the two of us go to Huameng together, the benefits in it are too great, it's better than the two of us fighting alone."

"By joining the Huameng, we also have to rely on and organize, and we can save a lot of trouble in the future." Xu Qingyi described the benefits of joining Huameng for Zhang Fan.

However, Zhang Fan did not rush to answer his question, but changed the tone and said, "If you are not in a hurry, I will go over to you tomorrow morning, okay?" ”

"It's too late tomorrow, I've already found the whereabouts of that red-clothed ghost, if you can come to me tonight, we will definitely succeed, otherwise it will ......be too late" Xu Qingyi rejected Zhang Fan's idea of coming back tomorrow morning, but wanted him to come over to meet now.

"It's so late, I'm undressing and going to bed." Zhang Fan didn't want to go, he had just come back from outside, and he wanted to rest a little.

"Brother Fan, I'll ask you to do it this time, I really need that red-clothed ghost....... For Sister Hui's sake, I will help my younger brother once. Xu Qingyi begged bitterly.

"Okay then."

The Sister Hui in Xu Qingyi's mouth was none other than Feng Hui, so Zhang Fan agreed without thinking about it.

Don't look at Xu Qingyi's face, but Xiao Huihui's face still has to be given.

"Send me your address, and I'll go look for you now." Zhang Fan said.

"I'm in Dajiang City, so I'll come and pick you up, and you can wait for me at home." After Xu Qingyi said this, he quickly hung up the phone, and then, Zhang Fan found that the lights in his room flickered on and off, as if an extremely terrifying supernatural power had invaded reality from the illusory shadows.

At the same time, Zhang Fan suddenly saw the TV screen, and there was a dazzling blood light, and then in the next second, a blood-colored vortex appeared from it.

At this moment, Xu Qingyi's voice came from behind the blood-colored vortex: "Brother Fan, come here!" ”

Seeing this, Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed, he didn't expect Xu Qingyi to have such a supernatural method, it was really ...... Thai cool and spicy.

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