Lin Miyue didn't like He Shang, and she refused in front of He Shang.

But He Shang's background is too deep, Lin Miyue still has to go to school at Dongshan Vocational College, but every time she is harassed, there is no way.

Liu Lang and Lin Miyue were in the corridor and chatted for an hour.

After chatting, Liu Lang gradually changed his attitude towards Lin Miyue, but said to Lin Miyue with a smile: Become the daughter-in-law of pork ribs as soon as possible, waiting to drink the wedding wine.

Lin Miyue has a strong personality, but she can't stand He Shang's father is the vice principal.

After Liu Lang knew these things, he also secretly complained in his heart.

He Shang and even He Qizhi will definitely not give up, and now without the help of the female ghost Han Xiaoqi, he really wants to be found at the door, but it is a troublesome matter.

Thinking of this, Liu Lang couldn't help but have a big head, and couldn't help but think of the yellow pill his father gave him when he was a child.

By the way, why hasn't my dad given me that food since I was in college? Once a week, if that thing was really that amazing, would I become Superman if I ate more?

Liu Lang thought so, and suddenly there was a kind of eager hope for that yellow pill.

Well, when you take the time to go home, you must ask your dad for clarification and get some yellow pills to eat.

After leaving the hospital, Liu Lang hastily ate something and went directly to Yan Chao.

Liu Lang is almost ignorant of catching ghosts and fighting zombies, even if Yan Chao knows less, but at least he knows a little more than himself.

After Liu Lang returned to the community, he went to the security booth but did not find Yan Chao, and when he asked, he found out that Yan Chao went back to rest.

Liu Lang asked Yan Chao's address again. A security guard said that he was in a private house next to the community and told Liu Lang the address.

After Liu Lang thanked him, he was about to go to Yan Chao, when he suddenly heard a burst of rapping voices from the community, as if someone was overdoing it.

The place where the voice came from was on the second row of buildings, and it seemed that it was the place where Sister Xu died.

Liu Lang was a little curious and walked around the building in front of him, and when he looked over, he saw a Taoist priest doing magic at the door of the corridor.

I saw that the Taoist priest was holding a peachwood sword in his hand, with his back to Liu Lang, and there was an offering table in front of him, on which was spread a yellow cloth, on which were a few pieces of rune paper, and an incense burner, in which three pillars of incense were burning.

Behind the offering table, a sandalwood coffin was placed at the door of the corridor.

There were four or five people around the coffin, men and women, dressed in white, crying loudly and looking grief-stricken.

"Hey, this woman is pitiful."

"Yes, yes, the man who just died, and he died inexplicably, and no one has come to the funeral."

"Who said no, even the people who are crying and mourning are the people the community spends money to find, hey......"

A few people watching the excitement next to him whispered.

Liu Lang stepped forward, pretending not to know anything, and asked in a low voice, "Whose family is this who died?" ”

The middle-aged aunt who was talking glanced at Liu Lang and pointed to a window upstairs: "No, it's the woman surnamed Xu in 404......"

It's really Sister Xu.

When Liu Lang heard his aunt's words, he chuckled in his heart, and inexplicably had an ominous premonition.

The coffin was closed, and I didn't know if Sister Xu's body was inside. Looking at the Taoist priest's excesses, Liu Lang also felt a little itchy in his heart.

There have been too many ghost things recently, and Liu Lang can't help but want to go forward and learn two tricks.

Going around to the other side of the offering table, Liu Lang raised his head and was about to say hello to the Taoist priest, but after only one glance, he couldn't help but be stunned.

"Wu, Wu Banxian?"

The Taoist priest who was doing the Fa turned out to be the Wu Banxian who angered the female ghost Han Xiaoqi.

When Liu Lang saw that it was Wu Banxian, he immediately remembered his wolf bèi that night, gritted his teeth with hatred, and was about to have a seizure, but when he saw that there were many people next to him, he endured it, came to Wu Banxian's side, and said in a low voice hatefully: "Wu Banxian, are you deceiving people here again?" ”

Wu Banxian was shaking his head and immersed in his own world, when he suddenly heard someone talking, he was also stunned, and when he turned his head, he saw that it was Liu Lang.

Wu Banxian hesitated for a moment, stared at Liu Lang for a long time, and finally recognized Liu Lang, hurriedly laughed, and said again and again: "This donor, it turned out to be you?" ”

"What? Are you lying again? ”

Liu Lang asked angrily.

To say that Wu Banxian's face is really thick enough, when he heard Liu Lang's words, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, but he suddenly threw the peachwood sword into the air, poofed a talisman, and waved it twice in mid-air, chanting words in his mouth.

The talisman burst into flames in mid-air, startling the surrounding spectators stunned and secretly applauded.

But Liu Lang knew Wu Banxian's ability, and when he saw him playing tricks, he was even more angry, glared at Wu Banxian viciously, and shouted in a low voice: "Pretend to be a ghost, I haven't settled the account with you last time!" If you have the ability, don't leave at night, see that I don't strip your clothes naked, and let you sleep with the female corpse! ”

Wu Banxian seemed to know that in front of so many people, Liu Lang didn't dare to do anything to himself at all, with an indifferent look, he saluted Liu Lang and said: "This donor, the poor Dao is overtaking the undead, please don't disturb ......"

"Grandma's, you can really pretend!"

Liu Lang glared, swung his fist in front of Wu Banxian, and turned around to leave.

However, when leaving, Liu Lang glanced at the coffin, and faintly felt that the coffin seemed to move.

Dazzled, must have been dazzled.

Liu Lang shook his head vigorously, and looked carefully, the coffin stopped there and did not move at all.

As the saying goes, take people's money and exceed.

Wu Banxian took the money, so naturally he couldn't leave at night, and he had to keep a guard for Sister Xu.

Those who paid to cry and sing, naturally don't have to stay here.

After Wu Banxian pretended to be overdone, he ordered someone to carry the body in the coffin to the room, saying that the deceased would stay in his own house for the last night.

After Liu Lang left the community, he went straight to where Yan Chao lived.

After searching for several times, I finally found a low dilapidated house in the middle of a pile of demolished houses.

Half of the house collapsed, and it felt like it was going to collapse when the wind blew. Yan Chao was staying in the hut, concentrating on drawing something. There were more than a dozen lumps of yellow paper on the ground, which had been rolled into balls and thrown everywhere.

Yan Chao sighed while drawing, "Hey, really, why is it so difficult to draw a talisman?" Why can't you draw a single one? What can I do? ”

When Liu Lang entered, Yan Chao was stunned and didn't find himself.

Liu Lang curiously leaned behind Yan Chao and looked at him facing a yellowed book, holding a brush in one hand, stained with red cinnabar, and drawing it on the yellow rune paper.

Drawing symbols is an extremely complicated matter, and you can't be negligent in every stroke, even the slightest mistake may be useless.

Moreover, things like talismans are very laborious and physical, and the more powerful the talisman, the higher the requirements for the body and endurance of the person who draws the talisman.