This is......

Uncanny!

Qin Muyang's pupils shrank suddenly.

Judging from his years of experience in handling cases, the inconspicuous but somewhat eccentric thrush pencil on the dresser is absolutely weird.

This thrush pencil, lying quietly on the dresser, seems to have some kind of bizarre effect of its own, which is easy to ignore.

"If I hadn't been reminded by His Highness, I would have ignored it."

"Your Highness is really clever, not only calculated the strange whereabouts, but also accurate to a dresser."

Qin Muyang's heart sent out his heartfelt admiration.

It's incredible!

And the weirdness in front of him is still an extremely precious item.

In the Seishoji, weirdness is divided into life and items.

Life is weird, with wisdom, and the best of them are not even weaker than humans, extremely cunning and cruel.

The items are weird, the intelligence is weak, and there are only the most basic instincts.

Not only is it easy to seal, but it's also easy to use, and once you figure out the negative effects, you can become a strange thing and be used by warriors.

On the other hand, life is weird, and if you want to become a strange thing, you need to erase its intelligence first.

The process of erasing the wisdom can take as little as a hundred years or as many as thousands of years, and there is almost no certainty.

Because of this, in the Seishoji, the strange feats of sealing items far exceed the weirdness of sealing life.

After settling down, Qin Muyang suppressed the excitement and shock in his heart.

He knew that the real battle had just begun.

Sealing is weird, but it's not an easy thing to do.

The strange process of sealing is very dangerous, and the warriors who die every year because of the strange seals can fill a cemetery.

Qin Muyang gestured to the general flag and the small flags, these subordinates have followed Qin Muyang for several years, and they have a tacit understanding, and they immediately understood what Qin Muyang meant.

Lock down the room!

More than a dozen people scattered and surrounded the room. People are not far from each other, and once they encounter danger, they can also help in time.

The people of Kiyomasa had just stood in formation, and the thrush pencils on the dresser seemed to instinctively sense the danger.

Whoosh!

In an instant, the thrush pencil disappeared from everyone's eyes.

It's so fast, it's like teleporting.

"Be careful......

Before Qin Muyang finished speaking, a pitch-black ghost light pierced the void, like a desolate beast that chose people to devour.

When the light fell, the thrush pen was inserted into the cover of a general flag.

Knock knock!

The thrush pen stirs twice, as if stirring and shattering, making a creepy sound.

Before the general flag could let out a scream, the thrush pen flashed again, from his heavenly spirit cover, and disappeared—

Poof-

The brains were mixed with blood and splattered out, like a blood-colored fountain.

In just one face, Qin Muyang lost a capable leader.

Qin Muyang's eyes erupted with fire, his eyes swept across the void, and his mouth suddenly burst out.

"Southeast!"

Everyone's eyes flew to the southeast in unison.

Sure enough, the thrush pencil appeared there.

"Six Soul Destroying Sword!"

"Slash!"

A flag-general grasps the hilt of his sword with his right hand and takes a half-step forward with his left foot.

Bang!

Long knives out of the body!

He shot out angrily, and the knife was sharp and fierce.

The sharp blade, like a cold waning moon, pierced the void.

The blade was sharp, as if it could tear through the void.

Fierce and sharp, the sword qi containing the power of terror and destruction slashed at the thrush pen without any fancies.

Ding!

The sound of gold and iron resonating.

On the thrush pencil, there was no injury, not even a single white mark.

On the contrary, it was the general flag that shot out angrily, and the tiger's mouth cracked with the force of the countershock.

"You just block the weird escape routes!"

"Weird, it's not something you can deal with!"

Qin Muyang took a deep breath and said.

Weird, immortal and immortal.

The martial arts cultivated by the martial artist cannot cause any damage to the weird.

The only thing that can deal with weirdness is weirdness.

If a warrior wants to seal the weird, the only way is to use the same weird "strange thing".

Qin Muyang hurriedly unsealed the healing seal and took out the requiem flute.

At the moment when he took out the requiem flute.

In the midst of the lightning, the thrush pen pierced the heart of a small flag.

Qin Muyang's face was not good-looking, he picked up the requiem flute, and planned to play a lullaby.

At the moment of picking up the requiem flute, a strong sense of sleepiness welled up in my heart.

It's like just fighting with the juice witch for a day and a night, and I'm exhausted and collapsed on the bed, and I can't help but want to sleep.

The eyelids sink uncontrollably.

Qin Muyang shook the tip of his tongue violently.

There was a sharp pain, but he stayed awake.

Blowing, requiem.

Invisible sound waves, echoing in the night.

Soft, tranquil, restful.

It was like a mother's palm, gently caressing her cheek.

Beautiful tunes, serene melodies, lead people into a gorgeous dreamland.

Instinctively, the thrush pencil felt a great threat and wanted to escape.

But on all sides, there are people from the Pure Division, blocking all its escape paths.

Bang –

Bang –

Bang –

In the room, a fierce exchange broke out.

But gradually, the speed of the thrush pencil is getting slower and slower.

Attack, getting weaker and weaker.

It's like a high-speed train that goes into a quagmire, slower and slower, and finally ...... Stopped.

The thrush pencil fell into a dream prepared by the requiem flute.

Can't help yourself!

"Seal it now!"

Qin Muyang led it down, and the three general flags immediately acted skillfully.

One person opened the jade box.

One person urged the blood qi and pushed the thrush pencil into the jade box in the air.

One person holds three seals, and the moment the jade box closes, the seals are pasted.

The whole process is smooth.

Obviously, on weekdays, there is no lack of practice.

At the moment when the thrush pen was sealed, Qin Muyang immediately put down the requiem flute and sealed it.

It seems that in the next second, he will fall into a dream forever and will not be able to wake up.

It wasn't until everything was packed up that Qin Muyang showed a relaxed smile.

……

At the strange moment when Qin Muyang sealed.

The Five Princes' Mansion, the Sleeping Palace.

The cold voice of the system suddenly sounded in Ji Tianci's ears.

[National Fortune Point +150! 】

Seeing the sudden increase in the number of national fortune points, Ji Tianci instantly understood.

Qin Muyang's side, it's done!

"Seal a resentful level weird!"

"I just help and lock down my whereabouts, and I can get 150 national points."

"This national fortune point is too easy!"

"This is still resentful-level weirdness, if it's evil-level, or even killing-level weirdness, how much can it increase the national fortune by sealing one?"

Ji Tianci smacked his tongue, and suddenly had an urge to replace the commander of the Qing Zheng Division.

"If I become the commander of the Sei Shoji, there will be a large group of people who will help me brush up on KPIs."

【Ding! The big turntable module is on! 】

[The big turntable of chance, each time you consume 50 national points, you can draw a chance. 】

As the voice of the system fell, Ji Tianci saw that there was an extra module in the system.

The big turntable of chance.

On the large turntable, it is divided into 100 grids.

Fifty grids, blank.

Thirty squares, white chance.

Fifteen squares, red chance.

Four squares, purple chance.

A lattice, golden chance.

Ji Tianci didn't think much about it, and spent 50 national fortune points to try his luck.

Roulette wheel spins......

Turn......

Turn......

Stop it!

Finally, the pointer landed on the grid of golden chances.

[Congratulations to the host, get a golden chance.] 】

Seeing the results of the sampling, Ji Tianci couldn't help but wipe his eyes to make sure that his eyes were not flowered.

"Draw it once, it's a golden chance."

"How does it feel, it's like a routine of the Internet!"

"The newcomer has a large red envelope for the first time, and when the user's habits are cultivated, they can harvest leeks!"