Yang Wuyun muttered to herself, got up and walked towards the toilet.

Instead of squatting on the toilet immediately, she stood facing the toilet.

After a while, he cursed inwardly: "I forgot again."

Then sit on the toilet and pee.

After washing up, Yang Wuyun ate something simple from the refrigerator. Every time she ate, she always felt nauseous and vomiting.

Xu Que has been watching these through supernatural cameras. These days, Yang Wuyun has not noticed that there is an extra camera at home.

Then, she turned on the computer.

This is something she is used to. She stays at home almost every day, except for typing, she just receives some ghosts.

The computer just turned on, and a gust of wind blew in the room.

Yang Wuyun suddenly looked at the window and saw two ghosts, a man and a woman, slowly walking in.

Their faces were full of gratitude, which was the male ghost in the car accident and Guo Xiaojuan.

"Here you." Yang Wuyun didn't look back, and he was already used to it.

"If you come, go down early, there is nothing to be left for nostalgia here."

Both ghosts nodded.

Then, Yang Wuyun came to the window and saw them away in person.

Xu Que could see that after the two ghosts went out, their figures gradually disappeared, became dim, and gradually disappeared.

"The story this time is really long enough. Although these two people are quite miserable, they are not good people. After they go down, they may also be punished." Yang Wuyun muttered to herself.

After hearing this, Xu Que was shocked.

It can be seen that Yang Wuyun should be a person similar to a Taoist priest.

However, it seems to be more advanced than the Taoist priest.

In fact, Xu Que didn't know much about this kind of thing, so he couldn't even understand it himself.

He was not interested in asking Yang Wuyun,

With Yang Wuyun's urinary nature, he definitely won't say it.

In the picture, Yang Wuyun's computer is already turned on.

She skillfully enters the account number,

Then,

Opened up his own writer's backstage.

However, when I saw my writer's backstage,

She was stunned.

404.

404.

404!

Yang Wuyun's expression was originally relaxed, but then it was frozen and dull.

In the end, he became extremely angry.

The book I wrote with great effort was sealed!

Mamapi, what's going on?

She quickly contacted her editor and the reply she received was: "Your work is too dark, and the review team decided to seal your book. Well, let's continue writing brainless and pretending to be slap in the face in the next book. Come on, I'm optimistic about you and will give you a lot of recommendations."

Afterwards,

Yang Wuyun pretended to be farts.

Because every editor said this to the author who was sealed,

This is a word of comfort.

Yang Wuyun asked the editor to not post his book, but the editor naturally did not have that right.

Yang Wuyun sat decadently on the chair, confused.

Xu Que sat in the lounge and happily took a sip of the water handed by Lin Qingqing.

"Boss, how about it? My approach is very effective, right?" Lin Qingqing said happily.

"You are really bad. You actually came up with such an idea to get Yang Wuyun's book 404." Xiaoxue said while sitting at the table.

Xu Que smiled: "Thanks to Qingqing who came up with this idea, yesterday, I called Officer Zhang Fangzheng and told him that this novel is too dark and should be banned."

"Zhang Fangzheng listened to my opinion and reported it to the relevant departments as soon as possible. Subsequently, the relevant departments carried out green network activities. I estimate that one day yesterday, there were a lot of novels missing on Qidian Chinese. "

"In this way, the novel is gone, and the murderous novel incident naturally cannot continue."

"Those authors are really pitiful." Xiaoxue said.

As he was talking, the system panel of the Mong Gui Building appeared in front of Xu Que:

Trial Mission - Killing Novel. Horror Index Five Stars. Solved.

Task completion: 80%.

Evaluation: Generally. (Although the murder novel has disappeared, you still don’t know the reason behind it.)

There are still trial missions left: I have a horror house. The horror index is eight stars.

Room 119 left scene: Mortuary.

(Because of the terror index eight-star mission, new trial missions and rooms will not be opened for the time being.)

…………

Seeing these prompts, Xu Que breathed a sigh of relief.

As he guessed, the murder novel was successfully resolved.

Although the completion was not very good, it was pretty good for him.

Isn't that great to solve these tasks without any effort?

In the afternoon, Xu Que went to Yang Wuyun's house.

She was still staying at home and feeling sulky.

Because she discovered that not only her novels were blocked.

Even his author number was blocked.

The reason is that she influences social stability and harmony.

Are you teasing me?

When did I affect social stability and harmony?

Yang Wuyun felt a breakdown and tried to use her ID card to continue reopening an account.

But she was helpless, she had been blocked by the website.

Yang Wuyun immediately knew that behind her, there was an invisible big net that enveloped her, making her unable to write novels anymore.

"Ding Dong!"

Someone rang the doorbell.

Yang Wuyun ran to open the door, and Xu Que walked in with his hands in his pocket.

"Xu Que, it's you." Yang Wuyun's tone was not very good.

"Depending on your appearance, I'm not in a good mood." Xu Que said.

As he said that, he walked in by himself.

Yang Wuyun said coldly: "I don't know which bastard reported my book and was sealed. I don't understand. Where is my book dark? Where has it affected social harmony? These people are really guilty."

Xu Que looked at Yang Wuyun in surprise and said, "If you are blocked, you will be blocked. Anyway, you don't have to live by writing novels."

"But I have something to do." Yang Wuyun said.

"Does we have to do those things by writing novels?" Xu Que asked.

Yang Wuyun looked at Xu Que in surprise: "You seem to know me quite well."

"Well, I probably know some of your purpose, which is related to the kind of salvation. I just don't know whether you want to do it yourself or someone else's request." Xu Que said.

Yang Wuyun stopped talking, suddenly closed the door and sat in front of the computer unhappily: "Do you know, Xu Que, many people in this world have sins, so many ghosts who died unjustly. If we don't pay attention to these things, there will be more and more sins in this world. Those who commit sins should be punished, right?"

"Well, what you said makes some sense, but..."

Xu Que looked at Yang Wuyun coldly, "What are you... what?"

Yang Wuyun was stunned: "Although I am not as strong as you, my position is beyond your imagination. To be honest, I am actually a ghost mess."
Chapter completed!