Sir, your ghost is gone [Entertainment]

Just as the weird writing brush was gradually approaching Liu Ke's cheek, Song Ruyan's writing hand trembled suddenly. The next moment, a blood-red flame ignited on Song Ruyan's right hand, tiny sparks flew everywhere, and the scorching temperature forced Liu Ke to Ke involuntarily took several steps back.

Song Ruyan snorted, but she still didn't let go of the pen in her hand. Her right hand became scorched black in an instant, and gave off a weird and unpleasant smell faintly.

Liu Ke didn't know how to describe that disgusting smell, just like she didn't know how to describe her feeling when she saw that flame.

He clearly knew that it was Lou Xiao's method, and that it should be a warming flame, but Liu Ke couldn't stop feeling disgust and fear in his heart.

The light and shadow in Song Ruyan's left hand changed more violently. She raised her left hand high and pressed it down quickly, as if she wanted to use those lights and shadows to suppress the unscrupulous flames burning on her right hand.

But Song Ruyan's luck was really bad. At the moment she acted, a long sword glowing with silver light cut down from the void, splitting the light and shadow together with her intact left hand in an instant.

Pale frost climbed up Song Ruyan's left hand, and the blood condensed into a red ice ball on the way of dripping, and rolled on the ground for countless times.

Song Ruyan bit her lower lip in pain, and her face was constantly changing between ugly and beautiful. Liu Ke only felt a blur in front of her eyes, and in the next moment, there were three more people in front of her——

Lou Xiao with a gloomy face, Gu Weisheng with a long sword in his hand, and Xu Qingshan who was lying on the ground and howling.

The decline was already evident, Song Ruyan held the brush and turned around and fled. Song Ruyan threw the same paper figurine on the spot without hesitation, and she herself turned into a translucent mist.

But Lou Xiao didn't pay any attention to the paper figurine used to attract attention, he let out a cold shout, and five golden talismans followed closely behind, nailing Song Ruyan to the door panel as firmly as nails.

"what!"

The pain directly engraved on the soul finally made Song Ruyan unable to help crying out in pain. Her right hand was scorched black and covered with fire, and her left hand was pale and covered with frost marks. Two extreme and mutually restraining temperatures acted on her body at the same time. You can imagine it just by looking at it. See how tormented she will be.

"If this continues, her soul will be scattered." Gu Weisheng retracted Queshuang and reminded her softly.

It wasn't until now that he realized how wrong he was: Lou Xiao wasn't a good person at all, and the other party's merits didn't come from saving dead souls.

Although Gu Weisheng had never seen that blood-red flame before, he still knew its name the second he felt the flame.

That is karmic fire, the karmic fire that burns all sins in hell.

It's not about saving the souls of the dead to wash away their sins, but simply burning the souls and sins together. As long as the body is stained with bad karma, no soul can escape the burning of this kind of fire.

The nick between the old white forehead was faintly visible, Gu Weisheng waved his hand lightly, and used his spiritual energy to protect the restless black cat in his arms.

Thank him for his special physique and the fact that he has not been involved in ten evils for thousands of years, otherwise Song Ruyan would not be the only non-human who lost his composure at the scene.

Lou Xiao's face was very pale, and Gu Weisheng even felt that the other party was enduring the same pain as Song Ruyan at the moment, but this paleness only appeared for a moment, and in the next second Lou Xiao retracted the constantly dancing flame with his usual expression.

After Ye Huo left his body, Song Ruyan's translucent soul immediately solidified. Seeing two ordinary talisman papers flying towards Lou Xiao holding the writing brush on the ground, Song Ruyan's soul fluctuated anxiously again.

It's a pity that Song Ruyan, who left the Huawu brush, was just a bit of a little ghost. Lou Xiao put two fingers together and flicked on the brush, and the ghostly and ugly brush immediately revealed its true face.

The wooden body of the pen exudes a jade-like warmth, and its own patterns subtly form the appearance of a Tai Chi yin and yang fish. It floats quietly in Lou Xiao's hand, as if there is a breath of heaven and earth for it to rely on.

"Huainanzi" has a cloud: "The yin and yang inherit the harmony of the heaven and the earth, and form a variety of bodies, including gasification substances, to form a class."

Lou Xiao guessed its origin the moment he saw the real face of the Huawu pen. With such a magic weapon in his hand, it is no wonder that the magic circle laid down by Song Ruyan required him to use karma to burn a way out.

Laobai, nestled in Gu Weisheng's arms, moved his cat's whiskers restlessly. Although he didn't know what kind of treasure that pen was, the yin energy on it was sufficient and pure, which was absolutely rare for a supernatural creature like him. Good stuff.

And Xu Qingshan, who was twitching on the ground in pain, also stopped his movements. He covered his bloody left face with one hand, and tremblingly touched the chemical pen floating in the air with the other hand.

The yin and yang qi are great tonics for both the living and the dead, but if you can't control yourself, the result of rash contact can only be death.

Lou Xiao's eyes swept away, and his cold and stern expression calmed down the cat and the cat who were stretching out their paws and hands, and also calmed down Liu Ke who was not far away from him, who was about to move.

"You want to take it back?" As the only sober "person" in the room, Gu Weisheng pressed Lao Bai's paw, not caring what treasure Lou Xiao had in his hand at all.

Lou Xiao shook his head: "It was born here, it will never leave."

He lightly raised his right hand, and the pen engraved with yin and yang fish flew upwards with his strength, and disappeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

As soon as the yin and yang, which were confusing to people's hearts, dissipated, the rest of the people in the room woke up from their obsession. Song Ruyan, whose limbs were nailed to the door, coughed out a cloud of mist: "Hurting people, seizing treasures and protecting wicked people, the current celestial master It really makes me sick."

"Treasure hunting?" Lou Xiao withdrew his right hand, "If the place where you live and practice happens to be a piece of wood, do you think you can afford a pen?"

"As for protecting the wicked, I'm just using people's money to eliminate disasters for others."

Hearing this, Xu Qingshan, who had an anxious expression on the side, heaved a long sigh of relief, and then gasped because the wound was involved.

"This is the cause and effect between me and Xu Qingshan, what right do you have to intervene." Song Ruyan said bitterly, the scar on her face was distorted with her words, looking ugly and terrifying, "I have something to do with Xu Qingshan Because of karma, even if I die, he will not be able to live."

Lou Xiao said indifferently, "The money and goods have been settled long ago, so what does it matter to me whether he dies or not?"

"Xiaolou, Xiaolou, you can't do this!" As soon as the words came out, Xu Qingshan immediately staggered and threw himself in front of Lou Xiao and grabbed the opponent's sleeve, "I don't want to die, I don't want to die..."

"Help me, save me..." Xu Qingshan's turbid eyes suddenly lit up, "Don't you like filming? How about I only have you as the leading actor in my script? I will make you popular, I will Make you even redder than you are now!"

"Script?" Lou Xiao waved his hands away from Xu Qingshan's entanglement, "Director Xu, besides the last "The Lost House", how many of your scripts are really your own?"

All the eyes in the room fell on Xu Qingshan, Xu Qingshan's neck stiffened, and he suddenly became excited: "What do you mean by that?"

This riddle-like dialogue confused Lao Bai who was watching, but Liu Ke, who was stunned by the side, was blessed to understand the meaning of Lou Xiao's words. She looked at Xu Qingshan and said in disbelief: "That pen! Miss Song also I gave you a pen!"

"Also...?" Xu Qingshan was stunned in place as if struck by lightning, then he jumped back and pressed Liu Ke's shoulder at a speed that was completely incompatible with his age and figure, "Do you have that pen? ? Give it to me, give it to me!"

Xu Qingshan's eyes were bloodshot, and the left side of his face with burns was still oozing blood. The blood on his hand that hadn't dried up stuck to Liu Ke's shoulder through his clothes. The pungent rust smell made Liu Ke feel uncomfortable. Feel sick.

Gu Weisheng wanted to help Liu Ke get away, but Lou Xiao pressed his shoulder and motioned him to continue watching the show.

"That pen was already burned by the celestial master you invited," Song Ruyan leaned on the door and giggled, "The script that is a hit, Xu Qingshan, as long as you are still greedy, it will take 20 years. You will always come back to me."

"It's a pity," Song Ruyan clicked his tongue lightly, without any regrets in his tone, but full of bright joy, "The last pen was also sent away by this celestial master, Xu Qingshan, the career of your famous director It had to stop there.”

She looked up at Xu Qingshan, her clear eyes were rare and gentle: "The final work is a story about me, Qingshan, are you happy?"

"You vicious woman!" Xu Qingshan pushed Liu Ke away angrily, he looked at Song Ruyan's translucent and ugly face and said sharply, "Why do you still pester me in the end!"

"Because you said that you will use my final work as a dowry gift in 20 years." Song Ruyan smiled softly, "Didn't you promise me like this before you saw my real appearance?" Is it?"

"You said it took 20 years for you to become famous, and I gave you 20 years; you said that after 20 years, you would leave everything behind and return to the Song residence to be with me, and I just waited foolishly in the residence for you to marry me... ..."

Having said that, Song Ruyan's voice suddenly became shrill: "But so many years have passed, Xu Qingshan! Tell me how many women you have had, and how many wild species you have produced? If the seal of the house hadn't been loosened a little this year, I wouldn't You know how long you will be kept in the dark!"

"You rely on me not to leave this house, and you have found so many young and beautiful women outside to humiliate me, but there is an agreement written in a chemical pen. You can't marry anyone except me, and none of those little bastards will marry you." Can't survive!"

"Xu Qingshan! This is retribution! This is retribution!"

Song Ruyan's sharp voice gave Gu Weisheng a headache. He didn't understand Lou Xiao's intention of dragging him to stand here as an audience. He wanted to go home and have a good sleep now, rather than understand the grievances between Song and Xu. Sleep.

"Hush..." Lou Xiao seemed to see Gu Weisheng's anxiety, he reached out and patted the back of Gu Weisheng's hand as if to comfort him, and said in a low voice, "They are here."