I Brush Attributes from Ghosts

"Do you know what the furthest distance in the world is?"

The ghost under the bed was unknown, so he replied, "The distance between life and death?"

"Wrong! The farthest distance in the world is when you hold hands with your girlfriend on the streets of Kyoto, but you can't see your girlfriend's face. In Kyoto, the world is every inch, and you can't see the world one inch away!"

Ding!The ghost under the bed was shocked, I Cao, is it so foggy in Kyoto? !attribute +1

With that said, Wang Ping asked again.

"Do you know how the capital executed criminals in ancient times?"

"Caishikou beheaded?"

"Wrong! In ancient times, there was no need to behead someone for execution in Kyoto. He only needed to bring the prisoner who was about to be executed to Caishikou, and then waited for the time. If the prisoner wears a mask, the prisoner should die."

Ding!The ghost under the bed was shocked, hiss!Kyoto is so scary!attribute +1

Before the ghost under the bed was shocked, Wang Ping asked again.

"Do you know why the traffic police in Kyoto can't catch anyone running a red light?"

"Because the law and order in Kyoto is good, everyone obeys the traffic?" The ghost under the bed replied.

"Wrong! Because of the heavy smog in Kyoto, the traffic police couldn't see the license plate numbers of the cars running red lights at all. Even if they ran through four or five red lights, the traffic police couldn't see the license plates. The traffic cameras were all blurred."

At this point in words, Wang Ping said with a smile.

"Now you know why I am not afraid of your smog. All the people in Kyoto are people with extraordinary talents. They have already been baptized by the extremely visible Kyoto world, and they have developed a pair of golden eyes under the smog. invasion."

Ding!The ghost under the bed is shocked, I don’t know why he respects the people of Kyoto, they are all warriors, attribute +1

Although the ghost under the bed didn't know whether what Wang Ping said was true, but seeing that Wang Ping was not afraid of his own smoke, he gradually believed in Wang Ping's words.

At this time, the ghost under the bed has only one idea, and cannot attack the people in Kyoto, because they cannot be killed.

At the same time, he admired the people of Kyoto even more. Those who can survive from the world of Kyoto are all strong!

Wang Ping got up and walked in this smoky room. He walked leisurely in the courtyard, his eyes were like torches, and there was no such thing as a situation where he couldn't see the way clearly because of the smog.

His steps were steady, unaffected by the sight of the smoke.

Seeing this, the ghost under the bed changed his face wildly.

In front of the ghost under the bed, Wang Ping walked with his hands behind his back, strolling in the courtyard, breathing smoothly, and he didn't seem to be choked by the thick smoke at all.

Ding!The ghost under the bed was extremely shocked. Is this the person from Kyoto?attribute +1

The lights are turned on, revealing the view of the room.

The billowing smoke made it impossible to see Wang Ping's face except for his blurred figure.

Wang Ping walked towards the ghost under the bed and made a sound.

"Do you know what the spirit of Kyoto is?"

The ghost under the bed didn't speak, the meaning was self-evident, he didn't know.

Wang Ping glanced at the ghost under the bed and said: "After 5000 years in China, through the breathing of the people of Kyoto every day and night, the people of Kyoto came up with a new spiritual language" Chuang gray and yellow."

After saying that, Wang Ping slapped the ghost under the bed with his palm.

With a wave of the palm, the dense smoke rolled around in an instant, tumbling and rippling, and there was a strong sense of sight with its own special effects.

boom!

Haoran burst into righteousness.

The pupils of the ghost under the bed shrank suddenly, and he was shot dead by Wang Ping.

Ding!The ghost under the bed is terrified before dying, such a terrifying aura of righteousness... Could it be that the people of Kyoto have cultivated awe-inspiring righteousness under the smog?attribute +1

As the ghost under the bed died, Wang Ping looked at the dissipated smoke, and then at the 3 bottles of oxygen that he had inhaled 10 bottles of oxygen, he picked up a bottle and took a breath of oxygen.

"Fog is more expensive than inhalation."

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(This chapter is just a joke, it’s not a black area, it’s not a black area, it’s not a black area, important things are said three times.)

Chapter 190: I'm So Hungry, I'm Almost Hungry

The ghost under the bed disappeared, Wang Ping put away the oxygen cylinder, checked the time at 10:30 in the evening, and immediately fell asleep.

Anyway, it is free to stay in a hotel, and if you don't sleep, you don't sleep for nothing.

The next day, upon waking up, Wang Ping got up, paid the hotel owner, and left.

Open Alipay and transfer to Lao Chen the reward he deserves.

Within a minute of turning around, Wang Ping's cell phone rang, and the caller showed Lao Chen.

"Old Chen, are you staring at Alipay all the time?"

"Ahaha, I just happened to be watching Ant Huabei. By the way, let me tell you about my middle school classmate's uncle's house before you come. My middle school classmate just attended the funeral. He has already told his uncle about exorcising ghosts." Family, his uncle's family agreed to exorcise ghosts."

According to Wang Ping's transfer of revenge to himself, Lao Chen judged that Wang Ping should be in the Dongsu Hotel, and it is estimated how far he has not left.

Dongsu Hotel is in the same place as Honglian Street Middle School, so Wang Ping can easily come here.

Ten minutes later.

Wang Ping came to the uncle's house of his junior high school classmate that Lao Chen said.

"Hello, Mr. Wang Ping."

"Hello."

The two sides greeted each other, and Wang Ping didn't talk nonsense and went straight to the point. He asked the uncle's family of old Chen's junior high school classmate what happened to his uncle before his death.

When he was young, Wang Ping knew about the same.

The uncle of Lao Chen's junior high school classmate was a teacher, a teacher at Honglian Street Middle School. Because it was a semi-boarding school, he was on duty, and it happened to be on duty that day.

According to a student eyewitness, at about ten o'clock in the evening, he saw the teacher come out of the office, went to the public men's toilet to use the toilet, and then died.

Because of the dead uncle and his wife was also a teacher at Honglian Street Middle School, Wang Ping asked about the dead person in the girls' dormitory of Honglian Street Middle School by the way.

The death in the female dormitory of Honglian Street Secondary School occurred around 11:[-] p.m.

In addition, the female dormitory of Honglian Street Secondary School is not an independent toilet, but a public toilet on the first floor.

After asking about the matter, Wang Ping greeted his dead uncle and wife, asked for a school map, and left his uncle's house with Old Chen.

"Old Chen, I suspect that the ghosts on Honglian Street are not just the hotel and Honglian Street Middle School. There should be two ghosts in Honglian Street Middle School. One is in the girls' dormitory and the other is in the public toilet."

"I looked at the school map. The public toilet is not far in front of the girls' dormitory. Considering the safety of the students, I decided to guard the girls' dormitory to prevent students from being killed."

Hearing Wang Ping's words, the corners of Lao Chen's mouth twitched.

"Wang Ping, you are so great, you squatted in the girls' toilet all night."

"That is, that is, after all, they are the flowers of the motherland, so we should take good care of them."

"I don't think you are caring, you just want to enjoy the flowers, the inside and outside, the in and out of the flowers."

"Fuck, you are slandering me, be careful I sue you for slander."

Suddenly, Lao Chen and Wang Ping exchanged swords with each other.

After the discussion, Lao Chen asked: "Wang Ping, if you squat to guard the girls' bathroom, what will happen to the ghost in the public toilet?"

Wang Ping grinned and hooked Lao Chen's shoulder.

"I've thought about the issue of public toilet ghosts. Boys' dormitories and girls' dormitories are next to each other. Boys may go to the public toilets. As the flowers of the motherland in the future, we have to protect them."

As he spoke, Wang Ping patted Old Chen on the shoulder.

"As the saying goes, brothers should enjoy the same blessings and share the same difficulties. How can we miss the flower appreciation, Lao Chen, you, call the old spirit, and bring your magic weapon. We will enjoy the flowers together. I will appreciate the roses, and you will appreciate them." chrysanthemum."

……

It's night, in the girls' dormitory of Honglian Street Middle School.

Wang Ping tiptoed to the downstairs of the girls' dormitory, looked at the dormitory, saw no one around, stepped into the air, and flew into the fourth floor of the girls' dormitory.

At this time, it was 10:45 in the evening, and the head of the female dormitory was quiet, and occasionally there were conversations from individual dormitories.

The thin, mosquito-like conversation did not make people feel at ease. Anyway, in this quiet dormitory corridor, it seemed particularly permeating, like a monster lurking in the dark talking.

The quiet dormitory is dim, with only a few dormitories emitting a glimmer of light through the crack of the door.

This thread of light is thin and narrow, as if the darkness squeezed the light, leaving only a little shelter.

Walking in the corridor, looking at the toilet at the end of the corridor is pitch black and dead silent, the more you look at it, the more you feel that there is something in the darkness at the end watching you, waiting for you to pass.

Stepping into the toilet, the toilet is not big, with five or six toilet doors.

Turn on the flashlight of the mobile phone, push open the doors one by one, and check carefully to make sure there are no girls. Wang Ping looked around the toilet.

I don't know what the designer who designed the girls' dormitory was thinking. The partition door in the toilet has a row of glass facing the wall.

If you come to the toilet in the middle of the night and stare at the mirror for a long time, you may feel like a ghost crawling out of the empty toilet door behind you will be opened.

Or there is a kind, lower your head to wash your hands, look up at the glass on the wall, and you will find a female ghost standing behind you.

Wang Ping squatted in the toilet closest to the wall, closed the door, and waited quietly.

For a moment, the world seemed to fall into extreme silence.

Time passed by, and about an hour passed, and it was 11:40 in the evening.

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded from a distance outside the corridor, from far to near.

Wang Ping frowned frivolously. It's so late, and there are girls coming?I don't know if it's good or not, and if I want to reward it.

Thinking of this, Wang Ping slapped himself, and silently recited the "24-character mantra" of socialist core values.

Sure enough, Lao Chen was just being forced to remind himself of such dirty thoughts in an attempt to make him commit a crime.

"Xiaoqian, turn on the light, I'm afraid." There was a sound from the toilet.

"Wenwen, what are you afraid of? There are no ghosts in this world." Another girl's voice came out, and it was obvious that this girl was more courageous: "Quickly pull, I can go back to sleep after pulling."

Suddenly, the sound of taking off his pants came...