That day.

The old ghosts remembered the fear of being dominated by their high school homework.

In order to maximize the work efficiency of many old ghosts, Fang Xing thoughtfully replaced the two computers with small tablets that could be placed in his hands.

In this way, each demon knows what he is going to copy.

Fang Xing's requirements for copying are simple.

Just don't make a mistake.

But this request is a joke for the old ghosts.

First of all, the text taken is basically traditional Chinese.

Secondly.

Don't talk about the days when they were ghosts.

It's that when they were people, they hadn't written for a long time......

Looking at the ghost boss who copied a line and made a mistake of three words, Fang Xing had no choice but to lower his requirements.

"You are not required to have a good word on a page, but you can't make more than three mistakes, and you can't write very sloppily."

"That's the minimum I want!"

The old ghosts nodded obediently.

Then, copy and copy and start tearing up and rewriting.

Fang Xing: ............

"The next world is an urban world."

"You must remind me to get a printer."

"I've seen so much, and there are ghosts under my command and no one else who has a need for a photocopier."

Fang Xing's voice of hatred for iron and steel echoed in the carriage, and all the old ghosts lowered their heads in shame.

They didn't expect that they couldn't copy the books well.

The ghost boss suddenly raised his head:

"It's really not good, boss, you can collect a pen fairy in the next world!"

"Since they are pen fairies, they should be able to copy books quickly!"

Fang Xing: ............

"Do you think that seventeen of you are still too few, and you have to make up the eighteen bronze people of Shaolin?"

The copying of the book did not go well.

But it's still going slowly.

In order to meet Fang Xing's standards, the old ghosts are extremely serious.

Then write one, tear it out, and rewrite it again.

Fang Xing didn't accompany him, stayed for a while and left.

The old ghosts copied all night.

If there is resentment.

The old ghosts' current grievances can kill a powerful ghost!

Waiting for dawn, the old ghosts finished sorting out the copied cheats.

Before Fang Xing got up here, the old ghosts had already started to go crazy.

"Ahhh

"Ahhhh

"I'm dead! They even died in another world! ”

"Why do you have to copy books!"

"The reason why I became an artist is because I am lazy, why do I still copy sketches, why!"

"I don't take notes when I trade stocks, why do I have to do my homework when I die!"

"As an old SD person, I recall the nightmare of high school when I got out of class at half past ten in the evening and finished reading at half past five in the morning......"

A group of ghosts began to go crazy in the car.

(scream) (twist) (gloomy crawl) (crawl) (crawl) (writhe) (squirm) (squirm) (tumble) (crawl violently) (twist) (spasm) (hiss) (squirm) (eerie growl) (crawl) (split) (ashore) (writhing) (spasm) (wriggling) (twisted walking)

Then they were collectively attached to the horses and went crazy.

So.

When those two people came to the courtyard of Fang Xing.

When I saw that the horse was turning its limbs upside down and its neck flipping a hundred and eighty degrees in an extremely twisted way, and it was crawling all over the ground in the form of a spider, foaming at the mouth.

The spirit was greatly impacted.

"Wen San, otherwise...... Let's go? ”

"I don't think this horse will live more than a stick of incense......"

Wen San next to him was silent for a while, and replied:

"Wait......"

"I've lived for so many years, and I've never seen such an outrageous picture."

"Wu Si, what kind of master do you say can make this horse like this and still be alive?"

The two men fell silent in unison.

Standing on the roof, watch the horse crawl darkly and twisted on the ground.

"Kill the horse."

Wen San sighed:

"It's so painful to watch!"

The two looked at each other, got off the roof, and jumped in the doorway.

I happened to be bumped into by Fang Xing, who opened the door.

The three of them were so close.

Scene...... Inexplicably a little embarrassed.

I have to say that Wen San is a habitual offender who kills people and sets fires, and he is stunned for a moment.

looked at Fang Xing, who had just gotten up.

Wen Sanchao pointed in the courtyard:

"Fang Xing, right?"

"Your horse is gone."

Fang Xing: ......

"What the hell are you talking about!!"

Wen San dodged sideways, allowing Fang Xing to see the panoramic view of the courtyard, and then said very sincerely:

"Really."

"Your horse won't survive."

Fang Xing glanced at it.

The horse was squirming, rolling, writhing, spasming, wriggling, twisting walking.

Fang Xing: ............

I have seen it for a long time.

It's true.

It's been a long time since I've seen such abstract art.

This is definitely not a ghost going crazy, this is a big scene that can only be seen with the participation of all members.

Wu Si glanced at Fang Xing and said to Wen San:

"You kill."

"I'll try."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Si directly slapped Fang Xing's chest with a palm!

Fang Xing's reflexes had long been strengthened for a long time, and even if the person who came was a master of almost the same level as him, he would not be able to succeed in a sneak attack at all.

Block the attack with one hand, and follow with the other hand to palm Wu Si!

With this palm, Fang Xing didn't leave his hand at all.

Those who come are not good, and do not treat them well.

In addition to Fang Xing's internal strength, he is a phaseless divine skill, but he is also born in horizontal kung fu, and his strength is amazing!

With this palm, Wu Si felt that his hand had hit the battering ram, and this unrivaled force directly lifted Wu Si away.

The two fought too fast, and Wen San had just come to Ma's side, and the judge in his hand pointed straight at the horse's head.

Before he could touch it, he was knocked against the wall by Wu Si.

Wen San directly became Wu Si's back, and a large mouthful of blood spurted out with a poof.

It's also a shame that both of them are people with deep internal strength, otherwise at this moment, both of them would be able to enter the coffin.

", Wu Si, ......"

Wen San was just about to scold, but Wu Si had already stood up and rushed over at Fang Xing with a roar!

Looking at Wu Si's state, Wen San's face immediately changed.

"Wu Si, you're sick again!!"

didn't wait for Wen San to do anything more.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded.

As soon as Wen San stood firm, he was kicked to the wall by a horse's hoof side.

[Poof! 】

Another mouthful of blood!

Wen San was stunned!

How can this horse have such strength!?

Why do you kick on the side?!

Before he could take a breath, Wen San saw that his eyes were full of hooves!

In order to kick people, this horse stands up and kicks directly!

The two front legs are like the two big arms, and they are almost wielding afterimages.

Wen San could only be forced to defend, holding his head and being pressed to the corner of the wall and beaten.

If there was a little more room to dodge, Wen San would not be so aggrieved.

But by chance, now I have a bad breath of time, but now I don't have time at all!

It didn't take a minute.

The upper half of Wen San's body is full of horseshoe prints.

Wu Si was already lying in the courtyard, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Wen San was about to be confused when he was beaten, and suddenly felt that something had bitten his collar and thrown aside.

He was about to fight back with a strong spirit.

And he saw the hoofs of the horses coming again.

However, this time it wasn't the face that was kicked.

[Ah!!!!!!!!!!!! 】

An extremely terrible scream pierced the air.

It seems to show the extreme desperation of someone.

(End of chapter)