After saying this, Chitose fell into a deep groan and stopped talking. Flash Dance

Yan Saburo immediately felt that something was wrong, and looked at her carefully: "What are you going to do with this pen?" The glass lamp has long shown that it covets it, and now it is difficult to get a brush, but Chitose did not immediately use it to feed the lamp.

Thinking about it from another angle, the treasure that can make the glass lamp so hungry is also good in itself.

Chitose grabbed the pen and said in a quiet tone: "Maybe it will work for me?"

Yan Saburo grabbed her sleeve and said, "This thing will erode people's hearts." ”

"I just want to ask a few old things. Don't worry, I'm not Shi Xinglan. Chitose said, opened the lid of the box, and grabbed the brush.

The temperature around him dropped, and the room immediately resounded with an eerie whisper of human voices, as if talking to Chitose.

Now Yan Saburo knew that it was the voice of the Three Corpse Gods. He stared at Chitose for a moment, and when he saw her face as usual, he was a little relieved. Yes, Shi Xinglan is an ordinary human being who will be confused, Chitose-

She sneered: "What kind of thing are you, you dare to take my life?"

Sure enough, the Three Corpse Gods also offered her the condition of "omniscient", but what did she mean by saying "you", there is more than one Three Corpse Gods?

The shadows that fluttered around her whispered, and Chitose's face became more and more ugly as she listened. Shining Dance Yanzaburo couldn't help but ask, "What do they say?"

They said, "That's the rule." If you want to get information from them, you have to pay a price, and I am no exception!" Chitose sneered, "This bit of rhetoric is also worthy of being played off in front of me?"

These monsters also want to take away the vitality of Chitose? Yan Saburo protested: "Those old things are very important?"

This question made Chitose ponder for a long time before he shook his head lightly: "I can't talk about it, it's just a little unwilling." In front of the faint candle flame, her eyes drooped, hiding the emotion in it. Such an unfamiliar side made Yan Saburo more aware that this witch must have had a secret history in the past that few people know.

"Then let it go. He said firmly, "This thing is not good for us!"

Chitose stroked his chin: "Keep it, maybe it will come in handy one day?" Although the three corpse insects hate it, it does know other people's little secrets, and if it is used well in the future......

"No matter what the secret is, it's not worth your life for me and you. Yan Saburo was categorical, "This pen is not enough to rely on." "Shi Xinglan's fate, he can see it clearly. Once you use this pen, it will be difficult to quit later.

People are like this, once they can rely on ready-made external forces, they will never look for other ways in the future. Flash Dance

"Okay. Despite some unwillingness, Chitose pouted, "Listen to you." ”

In the next moment, the glass lamp shimmered beside her.

It looked a little agitated, the bean flames were rising, and the shadows that had been around Chitose shrank back around the brush and let out an unpleasant scream.

"Hehe, say no now, it's too late. Chitose snorted lightly and threw the spring and autumn pen into the glass lamp.

Yan Saburo vaguely heard a scream, the voice was sharp and small, as if there was nothing.

The shadow was gone, and the broken pen had disappeared since it was thrown into the glass lamp, only the core of the flame sneered and skyrocketed by an inch, and the color was constantly changing, sometimes pale blue, sometimes dark green, and then pale.

"It's not easy to chew. Chitose observed the glass lamp, "I'm afraid the glass lamp will have to be digested for a while." ”

Her face flushed slightly, revealing that she was full. The glass lamp is her natal weapon, and the two depend on each other, and its strength will also make her strong.

Yan Saburo was also staring. He was full of curiosity about the glass lamp, but Chitose never told him in detail: "The light will change color." "The resentful wood spirit that plagued the traveler last time was already very powerful in his opinion, but it only took a few breaths of effort for the glass lamp to digest it. It can be inferred from this that this brush should be a higher-level treasure to make the glass lamp full for a long time.

"Of course. Chitose stretched out his hand and flicked the lamp twice, "It's a netherworld, and the glass lamp likes it very much, and it will change color when it is digested." ”

At this time, Yan Saburo felt warmth in his chest again.

He took out the wooden bell and looked at it, the handwriting on it gradually disappeared, and then a little golden light flew out of the lotus mouth of the bell and fell into the glass lamp of a thousand years old, and another bit of blue light came out and came out, and it was still contained in the bell.

"It turned out that the brush had to be destroyed to complete the task. Yan Saburo thought thoughtfully, "Why?"

"It does not belong to the earth, nor should it be possessed by the living. ”

"What the hell is it?" What is it, and why is it not done until it is completely destroyed?

The golden light flew into the glass lamp, and Chitose closed his eyes and enjoyed the joy of the increased wish: "Have you ever heard of the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen?"

Yan Saburo shook his head. It seemed like a bullish name, but he had never heard of it.

"What about the Book of Life and Death?"

"Yes. Legend has it that it is a book in the hand of the Lord of Yama, specializing in recording the merits of life and death. He didn't study in Yicheng, but he often hid in the teahouse to listen to people's stories, and all kinds of wild histories came easily. He was very afraid of death, and he could never forget the name "Book of Life and Death" after hearing it once.

"Yes, of course, if you have a book, you must also have a pen, otherwise Lord Yama will not be able to write. Chitose shuddered at the door of his head, "This pen is the Spring and Autumn Reincarnation Pen!"

Yan Saburo wiped his head vigorously: "Can King Yama also lose his pen?"

"The accidents in this world are beyond your imagination, I can appear, why can't the Spring and Autumn Pen? Not to mention that this thing is not only used by Yama, it also has a name called 'Judge Pen'. Speaking of this, she coughed lightly, "The Three Corpse Gods have been living in the human body since the birth of the human body until the person dies. Under the Yellow Spring, the three corpse gods will also truthfully report the life of the soul to the writer, so that the merits and demerits of the deceased can be assessed. Otherwise, if the dead soul says it himself, what is the difference between that and the judgment of a case in the world? There are many unjust, false and wrongly decided cases. ”

Yan Saburo still grasped the key point at once: "The Spring and Autumn Pen summoned it wasn't the Three Corpse Gods on Shi Xinglan's own body, right?"

"Of course not, their hosts are dead, their bodies are in the netherworld, and all they have attached to the pen are a few small projections. The pen is broken, and they can't make waves. Chitose caressed the wall of the lamp. She was in a good mood, and she would answer all questions at this time, "The original owner of that pen is from the underworld, and the three corpse gods will report to it honestly." However, the things of the netherworld should not be controlled by the living, and if they are forcibly used, they will have to lose their lives, which is said to be intolerable. The Three Corpse Gods prefer that people die early, and they will keep adding fuel to the fire and lure you to use it again. ”