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The quilt trembled like the earth shaking. Hiding inside the quilt seemed like hiding something, but there was nothing he could do. Once a person was frightened to the extreme, they would be like this. Even if they were under the quilt, they would feel safe.

He raised his snow-white little hand and grabbed at the blanket. Just as the ghostly hand was about to touch the blanket, a golden light shot out and the little ghost was engulfed by the golden light. It let out a shrill scream, and its spirit body became immobilized, even showing signs of collapsing.

"Capture!"

Zhang Qianyun was the first one to step into the bedroom. With a wave of his hand, he formed a seal and waved at the little demon.

"Alright, it's alright now. Come out!"

Zhang Qianyun brought the little ghost out of the bedroom and let go of him. He lectured: "Little friends should be well-behaved, not scared of others. Look at how scared those two big sisters are! You'll have to apologize to the other party later, do you understand? "

The little demon was equally shocked, but Zhang Qianyun's words did not intimidate him, he quickly calmed himself down and retreated until the corner of the wall. He stared at Zhang Qianyun with his little eyes, as if they had a deep grudge against each other.

"Hey, I say, you little bastard. Uncle will speak to you properly and you will look at me like that. If I didn't save you earlier, you would have been scared out of your mind by now. "How can you not be grateful to me? Instead, you hated me, and offended you!"

Zhang Qianyun was gloomy.

Just as Zhang Qianyun was talking, Ye Weizhu walked into the room and called Qiao Yu and Xu Fangfang out. The five of them sat in a row on the sofa in the living room.

Ignoring the little demon at the corner, Lin Yiyuan first turned his head to look at Qiao Yu and asked: "Qiao Yu, how did you offend this little demon?"

What Lin Yiyuan asked was what everyone was most concerned about. Everyone shifted their gazes towards Qiao Yu, but Qiao Yu still had not recovered from the shock, she opened her mouth to explain, but the voice was stuck in her throat, unable to come out.

"Xiao Yu, don't be afraid, small forest and Master Zhang are here! That little brat doesn't dare to be rash. "

Ye Weizhu comforted Qiao Yu and got up. She took out a can of cola from the fridge and opened it, then handed it over to Qiao Yu.

After drinking a mouthful of cola, Qiao Yu's nervousness had finally eased up. She took a deep breath and explained: "Last night after leaving the shallow water bay, I went to sing K with my other sisters, and played until dawn before returning home. At that time, everyone was very respectful towards Brother small forest's divination, and when we were tired from singing, we started to chat, and then we chatted until we reached ghost stories.

Qiao Yu was terrified when she spoke of the brush immortal, and the smooth words she spoke just now stuttered once again.

"What happened then?"

Xu Fangfang was very curious. That night, Han Xiang came to pick her up, so he went home.

"Afterwards … Then, the pen immortal came. When we asked him questions, the pen immortal drew out the answers on the paper, and because I was afraid, I was the last one to interact with the brush immortal. At that time, my mind was completely blank, and the atmosphere was strange, so I casually asked how it died."

Saying that, Qiao Yu looked towards the corner of the wall, only to see the little demon baring his teeth at her.

"What did the pen immortal answer you?"

Xu Fangfang was very interested in this matter, so she asked in detail. Beside him, Ye Weizhu also looked at Qiao Yu curiously, waiting for her reply. Only Lin Yiyuan and Zhang Qianyun looked at each other and frowned at the same time.

When I got home, the sun had already come out. I closed the curtains and took a nap, and when I opened my eyes, I could vaguely hear the sound of the child's laughter, and when I opened my eyes, I saw a black shadow moving around the room, and then, I called small forest. Without waiting for me to finish speaking, the little ghost was lying on top of me, and I couldn't move at that time!

Qiao Yu lamented and added, in a trance.

Everyone were dumbstruck, especially Ye Weizhu and Xu Fangfang, the two of them did not understand the whole story, but at the same time, they had a premonition that the little demon was probably the Brushstroke Immortal, as for why he would get involved with Qiao Yu, no one knew. Thus, the two girls looked at Lin Yiyuan at the same time.

"small forest, do you think that the little demon is the Brushstroke Immortal that Xiao Yu and the others invited?"

Ye Weizhu asked about the conjecture she had in mind.

Lin Yiyuan looked at the little demon at the corner and laughed bitterly!

"That's right, it's the Brushstroke Immortal. In this world, everything has its own intelligence, the so-called Brush Immortal is nothing but a lone soul. The name Brush Immortal is just what the common folk call it, but in reality, the Brushstroke Immortal is a branch of the divination of the Daoist Sect, and is also a magic technique known as the Art of Fushe. Fushe is also known as the Fushe, Fushe, Fushe, Fushe, Luan, Fushe, Fushe, Pen, Pen, Pen, Pushu, Zun …"

After explaining the true origins of the Brushstroke Immortal, Lin Yiyuan continued to explain, "'Support' refers to a brushstroke, a brushstroke as a medium. For example, a 'brush', the divine spirit that is invited will be attached to the brush; 'Disorder' refers to a god, the pen that is possessed by the spirit will be written down on paper to answer the question. It's as simple as this, but there is also a taboo, you absolutely cannot ask about how the Brushstroke Immortal died.

Hearing Lin Yiyuan's solemn words, Qiao Yu was also frightened. At the same time, she secretly regretted not speaking carelessly and spouting nonsense!

"Oh my god! "Since it's so scary, I won't play this game even if I have to beat him to death. It's better to take the risk honestly, rather than to be scared to death."

Xu Fangfang's entire body became clever, and continuously rubbed the goosebumps on her arms.

"Although the art of Rippling Wind is a type of divination, ordinary people have never cultivated it. Those that are invited are all lone souls and wild ghosts, sending them away would be troublesome, being a lone soul and wild ghost is not as easy as an immortal to talk to, please be at ease and send them away!" Before you ask, you must prepare the tribute, not a few candles. After asking the question, you must not neglect the pen immortal. If you want to ask him, can we play until now? If you do not agree, then you have to accompany it to continue playing, otherwise it will come back to entangle you. "" Oh? "" No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Lin Yiyuan purposely emphasized the words in order to give the three women a warning.

Pen immortals were never easy to deal with. If things went badly, they would cause trouble again and again. This was called the murder of cats due to curiosity. Some people couldn't resist the temptation or play with pen immortals out of curiosity.

"Master Lin, I won't play this game anymore, help me send it away!"

Qiao Yu was so scared that her face turned pale, and she begged.

Lin Yiyuan nodded, then looked at Zhang Qianyun and smiled: "Qian Yun, I'll give this kid to you, no problem?"

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