Chapter 1113 Printing Record
"Ms. Lu, he actually tried to snatch your pen!" Zhou Yi exclaimed.
"He deserves it too."
Lu Zhaoling watched the golden pen shoot into the small cloth bag without any tension. But just as the old ghost was about to tie the bag tightly with a laugh, there was a loud bang.
The cloth bag suddenly burst open.
The golden pen shone with a bright golden light, so dazzling that the old ghost subconsciously raised his arm to cover his eyes.
"this......"
"This is to let you know that if you want to be a ghost, you should be a good ghost! Otherwise, your soul will be scattered and you won't even be able to be a ghost!"
Lu Zhaoling cast a wind-controlling talisman and instantly appeared in front of the old ghost. He grabbed the golden pen and slashed it across his face.
"what!"
The old ghost screamed.
"Zhou Yi's" face seemed to be cut open, revealing another face inside.
Zhou Yi himself watched this scene and couldn't help but hold his face to protect it.
This scene is really uncomfortable, seeing your face being cut open with your own eyes.
Lu Zhaoling stretched out his hand in front of the face, grabbed the air, and then tore it apart.
An illusory body was torn out by her.
Lu Zhaoling grabbed the body, shook it hard, and then rolled it into a ball.
What originally looked like a human-shaped body was thrown into a ball of white gas.
Zhou Yi widened his eyes.
"This is the white gas he grabbed from me at that time!"
It was precisely because what the other party caught at that time was just a ball of white gas, and he did not feel any obvious discomfort, that he believed what the old ghost said.
Unexpectedly, this ball of white mist could actually turn the other party into his body.
Lu Zhaoling threw the ball of white gas back.
"Junior Brother Lu! Recite the life-giving talisman, and clench your hands into a shape to control the vital energy." While rushing towards the old ghost, Lu Zhaoling also quickly taught Lu Song.
After taking a break for a while, Lu Song feels much better now.
After hearing Lu Zhaoling's words, he reacted immediately, took a few quick steps forward, and headed towards the ball of white gas she threw at him, and did as Lu Zhaoling said.
It was a bit hectic, but it worked in the end.
Zhou Yi also knew that this ball of white mist was his life.
Although he didn't know how a person's vitality could be like this and could be extracted in this way, he also knew that this thing was extremely important.
He clenched his fists nervously and stared at the ball of white mist in Lu Song's hand.
"How do you give it to me now?"
He took a step forward, "I swallowed it directly?"
Lu Song took a step back and said, "Wait a minute!"
Don't move, don't move!
"I don't know how to deal with this yet." Lu Song's whole body was tense.
At this moment, he felt as if there were many things approaching rapidly outside.
When he turned around to look again, he saw the emperor, Madam Sheng San, Brother Frog, and the three ghosts all sticking their heads out from the wall, staring at the ball of white gas in his hand with six eyes.
Lu Song became even more nervous in an instant.
No!
Why were they attracted by the white mist? Especially Frog, who looked like he was about to drool.
At this moment, Brother Frog was asking Madam Sheng San.
"Third Lady, why do I feel so hungry when I look at that white mist?"
want to eat.
It's like a person who is so hungry that his eyes turn green, and then he sees a pot of meat buns and eats them!
The feeling of being hooked is hard to control.
"Don't talk about you. I feel the same way. I think swallowing that ball of white air will be a great tonic."
Madam Sheng San murmured as she reached out and grabbed Brother Wa’s collar from behind.
"I can control it, but you may not. But if you dare to move, I, Master Lu, will kill you, so don't move."
Hold it in.
Madam Sheng San turned her head and looked at the retired emperor.
The emperor has closed his eyes.
"Don't look. If you don't look, you won't be tempted."
Madam Sheng San originally wanted to grab him by the back of the collar, but looking at his dragon robe she did not dare to move.
Fortunately, the emperor was able to control himself.
Yin Yunting stretched out his hand and said to Yin Changxing, "Father, can you help me go out and take a look?"
He was really worried.
At this moment, Lu Zhaoling was already fighting with the old ghost.
A series of bang-bang sounds.
It sounds like this old ghost really has some skills.
"You still want to go out and join in the fun like this?"
Yin Changxing suddenly scolded him, "Stay still, I'll go take a look."
He just walked out with his hands folded.
Yin Yunting was stunned for a moment.
"Master?"
Why has it changed again?
Qingyin and Qingbao actually wanted to go out too, but they had to look at Master Yin and dared not move.
The two of them stood guarding Yin Yunting, one on the left and one on the right.
Yin Changxing left the yard and saw Lü Song looking at the ball of white mist, at a loss. Zhou Yi stood in front of him, staring at the ball of white mist and looking very nervous.
"What are you still holding on to? Give it back to the boy."
Yin Changxing walked over, stretched out his hand and pinched the back of Zhou Yi's neck, pressing his head into the white mist.
Just push his face directly into the white mist.
Lu Song: “!!!”
Is this correct? !
Zhou Yi: “!!!”
He waved his hands around and breathed subconsciously.
He quickly sucked in the white mist.
Yin Changxing stood there, pressing him mercilessly with one hand, his eyes looking at Lu Zhaoling and the old ghost.
The old ghost was now covered in black air, and as his figure floated by, the black air kept dispersing in wisps.
The wind blew from that direction, and the stench was overwhelming.
The old ghost no longer looked like Zhou Yi. His eyes seemed to be bulging, his nose was flat and his lips were thick. His face and neck were covered with rotten patches. His black clothes were very tattered, and he looked like a beggar who had died of a serious disease and was thrown into a mass grave.
However, there was a faint red light flickering on his forehead.
His attack on Lu Zhaoling was very shameless. He kept reaching out to grab her and bumping into her.
He was too dirty, and Lu Zhaoling was unwilling to take the talisman even though he wanted to.
Yin Changxing took a look and suddenly said, "Take him away first!"
Received?
Lu Zhaoling heard his words and hesitated.
Her bracelet didn't want to receive such a dirty ghost!
"You have a bad habit."
Yin Changxing cursed softly, took out something and threw it at her.
"Use this to collect!"
Lu Zhaoling caught it with his backhand and took a quick look at it.
A small jade medicine bottle?
"Hurry up!"
Lu Zhaoling immediately grabbed the small medicine bottle and waved it at the old ghost.
The old ghost hissed and turned around to escape, but the power of the small medicine bottle was so strong that it sucked him in in a whoosh.
Lu Zhaoling casually cast a ray of spiritual energy on the medicine bottle and sealed it.
She turned and looked at Yin Changxing.
Yin Changxing was still holding Zhou Yi's neck and holding him down.
But the white mist is gone.
"Let go quickly." Lu Zhaoling said quickly, "If we don't help him merge his soul, he will choke to death."
"Oh yeah, I forgot." Yin Changxing pulled Zhou Yi up and pushed him in front of Lu Zhaoling. "You come."