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The old thief realized that Sang Feiwan had seen through his thoughts and was angry, so he apologized hastily: "Anchor, I was wrong, I was wrong! I shouldn't have had any inappropriate thoughts."

Sang Feiwan glanced at him lightly: "Change the ending."

Laogui knelt down directly: "Anchor, I don't dare anymore! Please save me, I don't want to die. Wow, I haven't been in love or held a girl's hand. Writing books and emotional scenes all rely on imagination. It’s only after I get used to my lustful and random thoughts that I… I’m actually not a bad person, and I often donate money to do good deeds.”

Sang Feiwan said: "If you want to dissolve the book spirit, you must let it appear. You have to design a more reasonable ending. You can't end it right away. Otherwise, if it doesn't appear, things won't be done."

Lao Gui asked blankly: "Then how to write the ending?"

"Then I have to ask you." After all, Sang Feiwan is not a book writer.

Lao Wei returned to his desk, thought for a moment, and then started typing on the keyboard——

[The night is getting darker, and the yin energy is slowly becoming stronger.

A red shadow suddenly appeared.

There is no wind, but the red pleated skirt is swaying gently. If you look carefully, you will find that there are no feet under the skirt...]

The lights suddenly went out, leaving only a small patch of light on the computer screen. Lao Gui's hands were tapping the keyboard quickly, and there was a faint chill behind him.

He knew that the words he had just typed and the plot he had just written had been reflected in reality——

She...appeared again.

Fingers painted with bright red nail polish gently climbed onto Lao Qi's shoulders.

"Husband, you forgot to take off my red hijab last night." She was still wearing a red hijab on her head. When she spoke in his ear, he could even feel the red hijab hanging on his shoulders, making him I got goosebumps all over my body.

The old trickster didn't dare to turn his head to look, so he suppressed his fear and continued typing:

[...The female ghost has always had an obsession in her heart, and her obsession is to get married.

Speaking of which, she is also a pitiful person. On her wedding night, her husband had sex with the old widow next door. She was so sad that she committed suicide wearing a red wedding dress.

The wedding that could not be completed during her lifetime has become an obsession in her heart, and she never forgets that she wants to remarry...]

The old trickster made up an obsession for the female ghost, just to get married, so that the obsession with killing would be relatively weakened, and he would be safer.

Sure enough, as the plot changed, she also said: "Husband, you can only marry me, not other women."

Next, Laogui also wants to write about a male pig's trotter having a long conversation with a female ghost, knowing where her heart is, and then enlightening her to let go of her obsession and reincarnate. Just at this time, a Xuanmen master appeared and helped him to save himself.

The female ghost stood in the circle of light, smiling and waving goodbye to the male pig's feet.

However, before he could continue writing, the female ghost suddenly became furious: "Why don't you answer me? Why don't you take off my hijab? Are you still thinking about the widow next door?"

Lao Gui couldn't answer. He wanted to write the ending quickly.

But the female ghost was so angry that she grabbed his neck and lifted him up from his seat.

The female ghost's anger made the surrounding air flow surge, and the red hijab flew violently, but never fell down.

Lao Gui opened his mouth wide, but couldn't get any oxygen. Like a fish on the shore, he could only roll his eyes and grow his mouth in vain.

"Master... anchor..." At the critical moment of life and death, he wanted to call Sang Feiwan for help.

"Definitely!" With a clear shout, Sang Feiwan finally appeared.

The furious female ghost was also slapped on the forehead by Sang Feiwan, freezing her figure.

The strength in the female ghost's hand also disappeared, and Lao Gui fell to the ground with a thud, gasping for air.

I almost died, it was such a close call.

The old trickster stood up quickly, stayed away from the female ghost, and asked Sang Feiwan tremblingly: "Is this okay?"

The host actually stopped such a terrifying female ghost with just one palm, so why didn't he take action earlier?

Sang Feiwan saw through his thoughts and explained: "You are not more than halfway through the ending process. If I act rashly, she will notice and run away."

"Who are you?" Although the female ghost was immobilized, she could still speak. When she noticed the voice of a strange woman, she immediately became jealous, "Are you the widow next door?"

"Go back to your book!" Sang Feiwan slapped the female ghost into ashes, and the ashes flew into Laogui's computer screen.

Lao Gui was shocked: "How did she get into the computer?"

"Strictly speaking, it's your words!" Sang Feiwan corrected, "She is a character in the book, so naturally she has to return to the book - e-books are also books."

After saying that, Sang Feiwan looked around and said loudly: "Aren't you coming out yet? Do you think I can't find you?"

Her eyes suddenly stared behind the curtain and shouted: "Come out!"

Lao Gui also looked in the direction of the curtain, and then saw a man wearing black-rimmed glasses walking out from behind the curtain, shivering.

Lao Gui was surprised to see him, because he looked about 70% similar to himself, but he was obviously more handsome and younger than him, as if... he seemed to be himself after adding several beauty filters.

"Who is he?" Lao Cui asked Sang Feiwan.

"The male pig's trotter in your book is also a book spirit." Sang Feiwan replied.

Only then did Lao Gui remember that the male pig's feet in his article were based on himself, but in order to meet the needs of the public, he deliberately beautified the description. Only in this way can you be both like yourself and more handsome than yourself.

"I thought the book spirit was the female ghost just now, but I didn't expect it to be my male pig's foot." Lao Gui was surprised.

Sang Feiwan said: "This is the real book spirit. He connects reality and novels and releases the female ghost in the novel."

The old thief became even more confused: "But my male pig's feet, why do you want to harm me?"

He angrily said to Shu Ling: "Fortunately, I went out of my way to describe him as so handsome, with a lot of compatibility with the opposite sex. After arriving in a rural town, the widow next door and the girl from the village fell in love with you at first sight, and they often came to give you warmth. I've given you a handsome appearance and all kinds of pretty beauties, and you just don't appreciate me, but you still let a female ghost harm me?"

Shu Ling was also very angry: "You gave me a lot of ambiguous partners. The widow next door is mature and charming, and the girl in the village is innocent and lovely, but...but did you let me get along with them? No! You give it to me The CP I arranged is a female ghost! Every day I am either scared or on the way to being scared. But I was created by you, so I have no way to control my own destiny."

"It wasn't until later that I suddenly awakened my spiritual consciousness and knew that I was in a book. Later I discovered that I could actually bring the characters in the book into your world. So, I want to let you have a taste of being... Ghost entanglement, what is it like to worship with ghosts!"

Laogui: "..."