If you become a monster, you will succeed

Feng Xue, who failed to get an answer from Cain, found a more knowledgeable existence, but the bartender who watched Feng Xue dumping tokens on the bar shook his head helplessly. replied:

"The Infinite City doesn't have that method."

"There is no Infinite City, which means that there is the Tower of Babylon?" Feng Xue is a person who is good at catching language loopholes, but the bartender said nothing:

"The Tower of Babylon is part of the Infinite City. If you insist on distinguishing the two, then the Tower of Babylon doesn't exist either."

"Is there really no way?" Feng Xue said unwillingly:

"The money can all be counted as tips."

Hearing this, the bartender stretched out his hand and pulled the pile of Ta coins in front of him to the counter, but he still said:

"have no idea."

"Good guy, it's worth cooperating with so many tokens..." Feng Xue was about to dig out the salt, but suddenly heard a voice in her ear——

【After collecting a considerable tip, the bartender whispers to you...】

"..." Feng Xue grinned, hesitant to speak but stopped, stopped talking but then wanted, lost in thought, forgot what to say.

In the end, he could only silently digest the news in his head, leaving only a bag of salt in the store...

...

"What kind of mechanism is this tavern?"

Feng Xue murmured in her heart when she returned home and packed up all the sacrificial items, leaving only an incense burner, a pair of white candles, and three incense sticks.

After tidying up the table, Feng Xue spread out a piece of white paper, lit the incense stick with a white candle, deliberately burned it into two short and one long state, inserted it into the incense burner, and then took out her precious pen.

In fact, according to what the bartender said, he should still have to go to the B1 of the department store to buy a lot of materials, but this time he happened to have ready-made ones, so it would be better to use them.

As the smoke curled up, Feng Xue hung up the pen in his hand, and said softly:

"Bi Xian Bi Xian, you are my past life, and I am your present life..."

"Um, why is there no response?" After completing a set of standard procedures, Feng Xue was slightly taken aback, then glanced at the pen with her golden finger, and after confirming that there was no problem, she couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

He took out his mobile phone, searched, and confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his process, and suddenly felt that his golden finger was not very reliable.

But at this moment, he suddenly discovered that the interface of the precious fountain pen seemed to have changed——

Name: Illusion·Precious Pen

Elements: [Stationery], [Infinite], [Durable], [Efficient], [Spiritual], [Comfortable], [Precious]

Introduction: A valuable high-end pen, low-key and luxurious but fits your fingers very well. Just holding it in your hand and playing with it can make people feel happy. When used for writing, it can greatly increase the fluency and speed of writing. It's just that this pen seems to have been used by one of its owners to perform some special ritual, so it has been infected with a strange power, has ink that can never be used up, and can even improve the accuracy of divination.

Remarks: Although it is generally not recommended to use this pen to play pen fairy, but who makes you a fairy?

...

"Good guy? Why didn't I realize that you have so many tricks with your golden finger?" Feng Xue took out her other phantoms one by one to look at them one by one, but she didn't find any changes, and in the end she could only put it down It is the interplay between phantoms and powers.

For example, if one acquires the power of [the gun is fast beyond seven steps, and the gun is accurate and fast within seven steps], then the double-barreled shotgun that was restrained by the acupuncture master before seems to be unusable.

After figuring out the root of the problem, Feng Xue sighed, activated hermit power, and hid all of her ghost talk entries. Seeing that the note on the [precious fountain pen] returned to "If I were you, I would never use this pen." Playing with the pen!" After that, he started the séance ceremony again.

"Pen Xian Bi Xian, you are my past life, and I am your present life. If you wish to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

As the words fell, the pen hanging in Feng Xue's hand trembled slightly, but under Feng Xue's grip, it couldn't move an inch.

Feeling the strength of the pen at the fingertips gradually increasing, the corners of Feng Xue's mouth rose slightly. He was actually quite curious if he would get angry with the pen if he didn't let go, but considering that now is not the time to play around, he Still loosening his grip, let the pen slowly draw a circle on the white paper.

Feng Xue looked at the trembling circle that seemed to be drawn in a state of extreme fatigue, whistled frivolously, and continued:

"Pen Xian Bi Xian, I want to know the location of my stolen [beep——] liquid..."

"???"

The pen that seemed to be caused by trembling hands stopped loading, and directly drew three question marks on the paper, which made Feng Xue quite embarrassed, but after thinking about asking, he still simply said:

"Just tell me if you know."

"..."

The pen quickly tapped six points on the white paper, and then there was no movement. Seeing this, Feng Xue rolled her eyes and said very rudely:

"Tsk, it's really useless!"

After the words fell, he obviously felt his precious fountain pen twitch violently twice, but he still had no intention of writing. Feng Xue also knew that there was nothing he could do about it, so he blew out the white candle on the table in one breath. After extinguishing the three sticks of incense sticks, he capped the pen cap and put them in the pocket of his coat.

Undoubtedly, Feng Xue's act of inviting a pen fairy but not sending it away is a taboo, but this is exactly Feng Xue's purpose.

According to the information given by the bartender, if you can enter the state of being entangled by ghosts and open the door, you can enter a world view with supernatural curses, and the way to be entangled by ghosts is to hold a séance in the room in the Tower of Babylon Class ceremonies, but not terminated according to formal channels.

Of course, this is not limited to the Tower of Babylon, but if it is outside the Tower of Babylon, it means that it is not a forbidden zone, and it is very dangerous to be haunted by ghosts casually.

After all, not everyone, like Feng Xue, has a strange story of "Ghost Catch Master". Well, besides that, he is also the Lord of the Three Realms, the highest in heaven.

But before transmigrating, he had to maintain the state of a mortal, otherwise who knows if he would scare away the pen fairy who was entangled with him.

But instead of thinking about the pen fairy, what Feng Xue has to do now is to take out that set of sacrificial utensils again.

The harvest in the world of Fengshenyanyi made him clearly realize that inheriting an inheritance is always easier than working hard to make a fortune.

The only thing to pay attention to is to be careful not to inherit the debt.

The candles were lit up again, the cigarettes curled up, and Feng Xue's mansion became green smoke again, and he made a bottle of lucky milk on the spot and poured it into his mouth.

"Next, let me see what kind of world I can go to!"