"Ding...ding...ding..."

A series of system prompt sounds exploded in my mind like an alarm, no less powerful than throwing three hands**.

“Wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow wow

I stretched, yawned in annoyance, stroked my hair, and forced myself to listen to what the system mother said.

The system mother was kind-hearted for the first time: "The task has reached the end stage, please be careful to avoid overturning."

"It is impossible to overturn the car. I am an old driver for many years."

I talked to the system in my heart, got out of bed and put on slippers, and walked out of the side with a swagger like I was at my own home.

"Brother Yi, are you awake?"

Zhang Kuaile put on makeup and was putting a takeaway lunch box on the living room coffee table.

"I woke up and I felt comfortable sleeping this time."

I sat lazy on the leather sofa and fed a box of lunch. I opened the box and it was a braised pork rice bowl. I picked up chopsticks and feasted in my mouth without any scruples. I was satisfied with the food.

In less than five minutes, a box of lunch boxes was gone. I pulled out a piece of toilet paper to wipe my mouth: "What time is it now? What makeup do you put on in the middle of the night?"

"It's almost nine o'clock in the evening. I see you sleeping very soundly and I can't bear to call you."

Zhang Kuaile restrained her smile and said expressionlessly: "I am used to wearing makeup tonight. My boyfriend likes my makeup. Once he comes back tonight, he can still be happy."

"What a quirk!"

My IQ is temporarily offline, and I don’t feel anything weird, and I don’t even see that Zhang Happy’s breath is empty, and her luck is being absorbed by other things little by little.

“Hahaha…”

Zhang Kuaile stared at me sideways, sneered, and then packed up the lunch box: "What are you going to do?"

"Burn incense and worship ghosts. Now it's evening. I just happened to invite the evil ghosts entrenched in your house. If you can talk, you can talk, and if you can't talk, you can fight."

I said confidently to her indifferent posture while clinging the flesh between my teeth.

After all, the system is in hand, the system mother will definitely not watch me die. If something happens, she will definitely protect me.

Zhang Kuaile was extremely calm: "Then you start."

"Okay, I've eaten and drank enough anyway."

I clapped my hands, stood up with a spear, and walked to the front of the mourning hall: "Give me the incense that burns your house, I will be useful."

"Oh! OK!"

Zhang Kuaile opened the drawer under the coffee table, took out a box of specially-supplied high-quality Buddha incense from it, and handed me the entire incense box.

"No need for a box."

I took exactly four incense boxes, and then put them back in place. I took one in my left hand and three in my right hand: "There is some point in burning incense, as the saying goes, the three gods, the four ghosts, and the one stick of Buddha."

"To attract ghosts and worship ghosts, you need to light four incense sticks, first two and second two."

After explaining the meaning seriously, I put the incense in one hand, took out the lighter in my pocket, lit the four incense heads together, took a big step back, held the four incense front with eight fingers, and clasped the reverse side with two thumbs, raised it over the top of my head and bowed to the mourning hall: "Go to the heavenly spirit!"

"Pray for Dijie two times!"

"Three worships on the souls!"

After three bows, I missed the four incense sticks into the triangle tripod in the order of first two and second two, turned around and opened the curtains, and opened the two windows of the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Looking at the traffic outside the building, I couldn't help but sigh: "I hope it will come faster, and I can make up for a year's life after the solution."

Zhang Kuaile sat on the sofa, holding her knees with both hands, observing my every move in a regular manner, and seemed not to take anything else to heart. The foundation was relatively thick, so I really couldn't see the change in my face.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you still trembling?"

I turned on the perception ability given to me by the system, glanced at Zhang Kuaile who was trembling slightly unconsciously, and found that the luck in her body was constantly losing.

"It's okay, it's just that you open the window and the wind blows a little cold to me."

Zhang Kuaile dullly wiped the cold sweat from her forehead as big as a bean, and spoke in panic, as if she was afraid of something.

"If you are afraid, just go back to the house and stay there. You won't be able to use you later. If you scare your soul, I will not be responsible for summoning you."

I understand the meaning very well, and I obviously know that there is a ghost about to appear. If I am afraid, it is indeed any ordinary girl who will be afraid.

"Then I'll go into the house and saliva first."

Zhang Kuaile limped towards the bedroom and added: "If you have something to do, call me and I'll arrive right away."

"I can't use you. If you go back and have a nap, it will be cold tomorrow."

I took out a cigarette box from my pocket and lit a cigarette, so that she could go back to the house with peace of mind.

"Okay!" Zhang Kuaile walked into the bedroom and closed the door tightly.

I squinted my eyes and held the cigarette in my mouth. I found the remote control and started watching TV. I found a station and turned the volume to moderate. I closed my eyes and smoked the cigarette.

One after another, after another, half a box was drawn, and finally a strange change came. A gust of cold wind first invaded the window, surrounded the bedroom, and finally settled in the mourning hall. The fragrance that had been burning halfway through the slowest suddenly increased, and large patches of fog evaporated, as if someone had eaten into the stomach.

I opened my eyes and summoned a cannon from my space backpack, hoping to take this opportunity to try the power of the ordinary props sent by the system first.

Then I looked up to see the mourning hall. At this time, a black body similar to a meat ball was sitting in the small mourning hall.

Rather than saying it is a meat ball, the image is more detailed, it is better to say that the butcher in the vegetable market chopped the pork with a kitchen knife, and finally the blood was hula meat foam together.

Moreover, the meat ball is covered with small black lumps that make people's scalp numb. There are a pair of triangular eyes in the middle of the ball. Under the triangle eyes is a small cherry mouth, with its upper and lower lips wide open and closed, and it is like a smoker who is desperately swallowing the incense. I am afraid that if I don't take a few more mouthfuls, I will die soon.

After sucking the fourth mouthful, I was so happy that I rolled back and forth in the mourning hall, but the mourning hall was not destroyed by him, but became stronger.

To be honest, looking at the flesh ball, I had no idea how to start because my way of catching ghosts and exorcising evil spirits was based on the magic method recorded in the seven methods of qi. The seven methods of qi divide the ghost into three parts: upper, middle and lower. These three parts are on the forehead, chest, and crotch, and are regarded as three fatal holes. The three fatal holes are called: Qiling, Shen Chong, and Mian Jiao.

Hitting the magic weapon with attack power at the ghost's three fatal holes will result twice the result with half the effort. If the ghost is not powerful, you can kill the enemy with one move.

But this tmd! Can anyone tell me where the fatal hole of the meat ball is? How to attack? Is it a scam? Isn't this?

I was so wise that I couldn't give this meat ball ghost a chance to fight back, so I decisively threw the cannon in my hand and hit the solid wood bottom of the mourning hall. However, the cannon did not sound.

"bite!"

"The fire-smashing trait failed to trigger the cannon. Please continue to work hard."

The system prompted Yin ruthlessly told me that the broken pussy and the cannon was silenced. While it did not work, it also made the meat ball ghost vigil discover me with caution.

"Water!"

I screamed, summoned a relatively reliable peach wood sword from the space backpack, swung the sword and stabbed it between the flesh ball's eyes. The ghost's strange spirit's despair was between my eyebrows, and I was a dead horse as a living horse!

"What are you doing?"

The meat ball ghost looked at me in a daze, stopped sucking incense, and flew out of the mourning hall in a daze.

"What are you doing? What are you doing!"

I stabbed my feet with a peach wood sword, stomped my feet in anger, covered the way wind to adjust the direction, and stabbed him again.

"No! Why are you trying to get up and you're just trying to get up? Don't you have a little dialogue?"

The meat ball ghost easily dodged away from the second sword, saying uncontrollable words, trying to communicate with me in a friendly manner.

"What dialogue do I have with you dead ghost? Just look at the sword!"

Seeing that I couldn't hold the bottom of the cannon and the wooden sword couldn't hurt him, I summoned the primary evil-elimination talisman and shouted at him seriously, preparing to launch a third attack.

But the meat ball ghost was very strange. He kept dodging and still whispering something like begging for mercy, what did I recognize the wrong person, what was innocent, what was just coming over to take medicine to supplement vitamin C.

It’s really a joke. Your ghost needs vitamin supplements? Why don’t you say you are lacking protein? I’ll give you some breast milk to drink.
Chapter completed!