Mo Zhenzhen can basically be sure that this Zhang Qingyue is not the boss of the bottom of the pass, but also the elite boss who is close to the boss of the bottom of the pass, and she and An Qiaoyan, the two 'weak women', may not be his opponents.

Therefore, Mo Zhenzhen put away her previous coldness and looked like she was in a daze.

Mo Zhenzhen didn't ask, but Zhang Qingyue was interested.

He looked Mo Zhenzhen up and down, if he said that he was interested in Mo Zhenzhen as a man and a woman before, now when he looks at Mo Zhenzhen, he is measuring a piece of pork that is not very fresh.

"I heard that you come from a big family, it won't be nonsense, you don't look like a famous lady, but not a cat or a dog can pretend to be from a famous family."

Seeing that Mo Zhenzhen didn't speak, Zhang Qingyue became more and more intense.

"It's not really about putting gold on your face. I've seen a lot of women like you, vain and money-worshipping, relying on your good looks......"

Zhang Qingyue began to chatter, seeing that what he said was getting more and more unpleasant, An Qiaoyan couldn't bear it anymore, if Mo Zhenzhen hadn't stopped her, she might have rushed up and stabbed him twice.

Before, An Qiaoyan was able to chase Zhang Qingyue and cut it because Zhang Qingyue still wanted to leave a good impression in front of her and wanted to show his demeanor.

But now the situation is different, if An Qiaohao rushes up at this time, Zhang Qingyue, who has no taste, can really do it with her.

Therefore, Mo Zhenzhen stopped An Qiaoyan, and then flipped his hand and took out a white windmill.

As soon as the windmill appeared, it began to rotate, and the wisps of white mist were stirred and inhaled by it, and it was only then that Mo Zhenzhen and An Qiaoqi realized that they didn't know when the house had been covered with thick yin qi, forming a ghost!

Before they found out, they didn't notice it as if they were covered with their eyes, but now they woke up from a big dream, and only then did they find that the house was full of fog!

Look at Zhang Qingyue again, where does he still have a living person!

He fell face down on the ground, his face was blurred and flattened, he was wearing blood-stained clothing, his abdomen was cut with a large smooth opening, his internal organs were in his clothes, and blood was dripping everywhere.

This time, he was looking at Mo Zhenzhen and the windmill in her hand with pity, this windmill was particularly efficient in dealing with yin qi, and it was easy to break the ghost blindfold he cast.

This temporary ghost can't last long under this windmill, without the blessing of the ghost, he is a ghostless and can't do anything at all (Zhang Qingyue is a ghost who fell to death, not a ghost).

At the same time, the existence of this windmill also made Zhang Qingyue fearful.

Mo Zhenzhen hasn't figured out the details of this windmill yet, but in the eyes of ghosts, this windmill is a treasure that has blessed great fortune!

With such a vast fortune, this must not be formed by a single family, this must be a fortune that a big family has accumulated for a hundred years.

This white windmill has been blessed with great fortune, which belongs to stamping a seal in front of the ancestor and leaving a mark.

This mark can not only make ordinary things become precious, but also an attitude, a high-profile of a century-old family, telling all Xiaoxiao that there is someone behind the person holding this white windmill!

The white windmill can absorb yin energy, and can also expel ghosts and deter yin and evil.

Even if Zhang Qingyue's plan is very big, now he is just a new ghost who has been dead for less than two months, and the fierce expulsion intention is like a sharp sword stabbing him, which makes his ghost body can't help but be afraid.

The youth and strong official prestige have produced many talents to this day, and even if the dynasty has changed many times, it is still a family linked to the fortunes of the country.

Such a big family, ghosts are also afraid.

Therefore, Zhang Qingyue stared at Mo Zhenzhen for half a minute but did nothing, and simply dissipated.

Don't look at Zhang Qingyue's aggressiveness, in fact, he is cowardly.

The white windmill stopped after stirring up all the yin in the house, Mo Zhenzhen reached out and touched it, and it slowly turned around to respond.

An Qiaohao leaned over to look at the white windmill, and there was joy in his eyes.

"This prop looks amazing, let's go back and spend some money to identify it."

"Hmm."

Mo Zhenzhen responded, and then An Qiaoqi walked around the whole room with a peachwood sword, and after confirming that the ghost was really gone, he sat on the sofa, and the whole person was a little empty.

The vast majority of the people in the city have become ghosts...... This news has a big impact on An Qiaoyan.

How many people are there in a city?

Countless people are their enemies, and if these ghosts really riot, how will they flee when the time comes?

It's a lot more exciting than PUBG.

Just when An Qiaoqi was a little distracted, Mo Zhenzhen was putting incense on the case, and then re-wrote Li Sanya's date of birth and death and pasted it, and then inserted the white windmill on the side.

Incense and wax to burn the wood.

Li Sanya still didn't respond, but Mo Zhenzhen felt that since this white windmill could still be used, it meant that some things were common.

She didn't respond when she lit incense here, but it doesn't mean that she can't receive it there.

Mo Zhenzhen is a particular person, although Li Sanya gave this windmill to herself, but the draught did not forget to dig the well, the white windmill was unexpectedly easy to use, of course she also had to 'feast' Li Sanya to express her gratitude.

The incense was burning, because she knew that there would be no response, Mo Zhenzhen didn't stare at the incense, so she didn't notice that with the aroma, the white windmill sometimes turned back and forth slowly, and then turned again after a while......

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[Congratulations to player An Gonghui for finding the deceased's relic for the second time, Paper Star, please keep up the good work.] 】

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[Congratulations to player An Gonghui for finding the deceased's relic for the third time - lipstick, please keep up the good work.] 】

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[Congratulations to player An Gonghui for finding the deceased's relic for the fourth time - the data cable, please keep up the good work.] 】

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In one day, An Gonghui swiped the screen three times and found three relics one after another, but Mo Zhenzhen and An Qiaoyan, who were players, were not happy.

Especially An Qiaoyan, she just wants to blow up An Gonghui's dog head!

"Dead Play Ying'er didn't answer my phone!" An Qiaoqi kept calling An Gonghui from the first message, but An Gonghui never answered, and An Qiaoqi accumulated a stomach full of anger.

An Gonghui was able to find the relics of the deceased one after another, which means that An Gonghui should have found a particularly important breakthrough and collected all the information of the deceased.

This seems to be a good thing, with the zombie's habit of 'killing ripe', An Gonghui is very likely to be able to collect all the relics of the dead in a short time and complete the task.

But now there is a fatal problem, that is, the vast majority of people in the city are ghosts, and the zombies turned into the seven dead should belong to the second generation of zombies, and their rapid death will inevitably stimulate those ghosts!

(End of chapter)