Lu Shaodan stared at the pale red and delicate powder of the shoebox, gasped, and then looked at the relaxed expression on He Qing's face, I didn't know, I thought she was going to adjust the mask!

But this brick is broken like this, is it possible that this wall will keep breaking holes?

Her mind was racing, and in the blink of an eye, she came up with many ways. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Her character is like this, if she can be stable, she wants to be stable, if she can't, she will not be entangled in "how can she do this" compared to a person like He Qing who does things without saying a word. At this moment, now that the bricks have been removed, all she can think about is remedy.

She had a lot of thoughts in her head, and she had already thought of the scene where she secretly brought a brick from outside, and then bought some white putty, and mended it herself...... really broke the image of the eldest lady of his family.

But the roommate is so simple and straightforward, what can she do? She is also desperate.

However, at this moment, the bricks have been pulled out, and there is no point in sighing about this. Lu Shaodan had no choice but to stand there, quietly watching He Qing's movements, preparing for the next helper.

In fact, the things to be prepared by the helper are very simple, a shallow sand table, which is used to write for the pen. At the moment, this one has a slab brick ash replacement, of course, better.

There is also a pen that has always been particular about materials, and now it is barely put together by He Qing with two 2B pencils.

Lu Shaodan looked at this simple prop, thinking about the various magical things in the TV series, and couldn't help sighing: Interlaced like a mountain!

However, in the end, she had also seen He Qing's ability, and the suspicious thoughts in her heart only turned slightly, and she immediately became firm again.

- Well, as A-Qing's roommate, you must support her at this moment. Even if it doesn't work, it's just a game, and it's not a big deal.

She can only comfort herself, but this He Qing has already begun to move.

"Jiuyao is in order, the beginning of the Yuan is wandering, the essence of Hua is bright, and the Yuan Spirit is scattered. ”

"Endless hope, descend my brilliance, invest in Zhu Jing, and relieve stagnation. ”

"I have to stay in Feixia, take off Ziwei, everything in the world, make me a prophet. ”

He Qing quietly placed the brick ash of the lid of the box on the table, and then stood upright in front of him, closing the pen in the palm of his hand with both hands. His expression was solemn, and he muttered a long list of incantations.

Complicated syllables spit out of her mouth, and Lu Shaodan listened to it, as if he knew which one each word corresponded to, but when he was muttering along, he couldn't say it at all. It seems that He Qing's unique voice has a variety of different meanings.

After reciting this long list of incantations, He Qing's eyes closed slightly, and his palms relaxed slightly.

And at this moment, a little spiritual light rushed from the horizontal end of the pen to the vertical pen at a speed visible to the naked eye!

At this moment, the pen began to rotate back and forth rapidly in He Qing's palm, if she could not hold it, it would not be known that this would have flown out of her palm at this moment.

And at this moment, He Qing suddenly lowered his voice and muttered: "I have a gift today, help the beggars and ask for their lives!"

As her words fell, the pen in her palm immediately stopped its irregular movements, and only used sharp strokes to slowly draw a variety of different symbols on the flat plate of bricks and ashes, as if describing something with a unique text.

But every time the stroke fell, the lines were negligently transformed, forming a horizontal and vertical skimming that Lu Shaodan could understand.

"Shao Dan, what do you want to ask?"

He Qing asked.

Lu Shaodan was stunned, she really didn't expect her to succeed so quickly, it couldn't have been smoother.

But what to ask? With He Qing every day, she doesn't seem to have anything to ask, right?

She thought for a while: "Just ask me about the national fortune of Huaguo." ”

The T-shaped pen in He Qing's palm trembled violently, and the paper plate with the brick and gray of the nib moved blurbly twice, and then immediately fell silent.

He Qing snorted and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The huge spiritual power that surged out at that moment almost didn't drain her.

She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead, this question could not be answered.

"I'm sorry Shao Dan, there is no answer to this. There are countless possibilities for the national movement and the human movement, and this scope is too wide. ”

Even if you ask God, you can't answer and interfere with the fortunes of the human world.

Lu Shaodan was stunned for a moment, and then he was in a trance, as if he understood something.

She thought about it, looked at He Qing's pale face, and couldn't help but feel a little guilty. So he thought about it and asked, "Will Yu Dandan marry Zhao Zhenduo?"

The pen paused in He Qing's palm for two moments, and soon swam on the sand table again.

This time, they are very different from their writing habits.

Lu Shaodan clearly saw that there was a big word "will" on it,

It seemed to turn into a wedding card all over the sky, sprinkled in front of the eyes of the two of them. He Qing and Lu Shaodan were stunned for a moment, and then they both laughed heartily.

"Well, it's good to be able to get married, it's good to be able to get married. ”

He Qing muttered, "So, will Lu Shaodan be very happy in the future?"

The pen in his palm trembled violently, and He Qing was slightly stunned in his heart, and then quickly reacted.

The relationship between the two of them is so close to herself, and she may be a little overwhelmed by the fact that she has asked God to answer to someone who is so close twice in a row.

But despite some trembling, the sand table still appeared exactly the same words as just now.

Although I still don't know his true ability, and whether the answer asked by Fu Ping is true, but so far, Lu Shaodan still trusts He Qing's ability very much, and when he saw such words at this moment, he couldn't help but raise his head and smile tacitly with He Qing.

"Then will A-Qing have a good life in the future?"

Lu Shaodan approached her and shouted.

And I saw that this pen was trembling rapidly, just like what He Qing was holding in his palm, it was not an ordinary 2B pencil, but a beating heart.

"Bang bang. ”

Until the end, it failed to answer on the sandbox. Lu Shaodan was stunned for a moment, and two hidden worries were brought out in his eyes.

He Qing hurriedly smiled and said with relief: "It's okay, Shao Dan." It doesn't answer, not because I can't live well in the future. It's that the first problem before was too broad, and too much spiritual power was used. ”

Lu Shaodan remembered what He Qing had said before, helping the beggars to invite the gods, the same as inviting the pen fairy, is actually the mobilization and overdraft of his sixth sense.

She didn't seem to understand.

At this end, He Qing had already casually thrown the T-shaped pen back on the table, and then raised his palm high and hung it above the shoebox.

As the slight whirlwind slowly stirred in the shoebox, Lu Shaodan only felt that the dust in the basin was getting smaller and smaller. After a while, it turned back into the old red brick with cement residue.