Chapter 239: :Spirit Variety Show 39

This is also against him!
Can only stay a while longer...
Sitting down on the stool, Zheng Quzhi patted his clothes, raised his eyes and looked at Wei Yan: "Is Guan Weilu okay?"
"It's okay." Wei Yan replied unclearly.
This unclear attitude made Zheng Quzhi feel uneasy for a while, and if Guan Wei revealed something, he also had a great responsibility in it. Thinking about this, people can't sit still, but they don't forget to ask shamelessly: "Do you still have paper charms here? How many will you give me?"
Wei Yan seemed to expect him to say this, so he got up lazily, took a stack of dark yellow paper from the side and handed it to Zheng Quzhi, "Take it."
Zheng Quzhi was overjoyed: "So many? Thanks!"
He lowered his head and glanced down, but the smile gradually disappeared. Zheng Quzhi narrowed his eyes, flipped a few down, and then stared at Wei Yan with a stiff face: "Wei Yan, what do you mean?"
What does it mean to give him a wad of white paper?
"Didn't you say that you can take the exam some time ago?" Wei Yan was puzzled: "Don't you read the book?"
Zheng Quzhi suddenly broke into a cold sweat, and subconsciously said: "How is it possible!"
"That's good." Wei Yan glanced at him with a smile. "There are ways to draw symbols in the book. Go back and draw a few by yourself."
what? ? ! !
Zheng Quzhi was stunned, his brain was muddy, and after thinking about it a lot, he finally asked in a daze, "Isn't there any cinnabar?"
Aren’t all the cinnabar symbols used in the movie? Or is it bloody?
"No." Wei Yan said to him patiently, "Use your blood."
blood? Still use his? Zheng Qu knows 囧, how can his blood compare to Wei Yan's! The paper talisman drawn by Wei Yan's blood can suppress demons and ghosts, but he is just an ordinary person with overweight yin!
"That what..." Zheng Quzhi pondered his words: "You are too dear to me. We are different. How can I be compared to a big guy like you?"
Wei Yan glanced at him lightly and said nothing.
Seeing Wei Yan's appearance, Zheng Quzhi understood in his heart that it must be impossible to get Wei Yan's talisman. Should I draw it myself... or try it?
"All right, then I'll go first." Zheng Quzhi nodded, and didn't forget to exhort him before leaving: "Lin Niansi has sugar. Look at us a little bit. We may call you at any time."
"Yeah." Wei Yan nodded. After watching Zheng Quzhi leave, the softness on his face disappeared instantly, frowning and said to a corner: "Clean up things."
Zhuzhu appeared in shape, and croaked first, crying: "Sir, how can you bang bang in front of a minor?"
"Underage?" Wei Yan picked up his tail slightly, "I think you have been in this body for a long time, and you have forgotten your identity."
"Hey hey, sir, you are threatening again!" Zhuzhu wiped her tears with her cuffs, and continued crying with tears in her eyes: "Finally, I have worked so hard to bring you food!"
Upon hearing this, Wei Yan looked down. Zhuzhu is just a little bit higher than his knees, with two ponytails. During this time, Luo Xintong has been nurturing quite fat, and his face is plump. With tears in his big eyes, staring at him with tears in his eyes.
"Bo Zhou?" Wei Yan said suddenly.
The expression on Zhuzhu's face disappeared instantly, and he took a step back. The eyeballs were still hanging on the eyelashes, and the voice became serious: "Sir, what are you talking about!"
Wei Yan retracted his gaze, lowered his eyes to hide his emotions, and said lazily: "From now on, you will be called Bai Zhou."
Zhuzhu pursed her little mouth: "No! This name is terrible!"
Wei Yan ignored her and turned to look at the monitor, his eyes fixed on the figure, his eyes darkening.

Zheng Quzhi turned over the book as soon as he went back, turning over page by page, until he found the tutorial on drawing symbols on the last page. Actually, cinnabar is really unnecessary, only blood is enough.
Biting his scalp and bit his finger, Zheng Quzhi followed the instructions in the book carefully.
Lin Niansi saw this scene when he came back, and couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?" After a pause, he spit out: "Also let us not move and run around by ourselves, so we are not afraid of being dragged away by ghosts? "
"Isn't this my business?" Zheng Quzhi answered distractedly.
Lin Niansi leaned over and took a look, and said in surprise, "Do you still draw symbols? Or do you think there is too much blood?"
Zheng Quzhi finished the last stroke and looked at it carefully for a long time, with a drooping face: "No, isn't this learning?"
Lin Niansi couldn't help laughing. It took him a long time to realize that he hadn't said anything, and his expression became serious: "Wu Keyou said that there was an accident with Sister Guan. Is this true?"
Zheng Quzhi moved for a while, his heart was slightly cold, and he squeezed his fingertips again, and said in a deep voice, "Well, we will go out and look for it later. It shouldn't be too far."
Although Wei Yan didn't say it clearly, he had already guessed something.
This place should be an illusion. Although I don't know when they entered, Zheng Quzhi felt that he had not guessed wrong. This is a fantasy world, and Wei Yan still doesn't want him to know.
Otherwise, they wouldn't get stuck when the ambulance came, causing Guan Weilu and Zhu Yue to be missing now.
Are you testing him?
This should be the exam that Wei Yan said before, right?
That's why he can see the ghost, and it's so quiet here, and the group of people can come in without unlocking it, because it's not the real world at all. But how to explain those monitoring?
Zheng Quzhi's brows frowned and tightened, and Monk Erzhang couldn't figure it out. But now is not the time to entangle those things. Since Wei Yan has reminded them to be careful tonight, then he must be fully prepared.
Seeing Zheng Quzhi began to draw symbols again, Lin Niansi sat down beside him, picked up the first symbol painted by Zheng Quzhi, and suddenly said, "Shall I give this to me?"
Zheng Quzhi didn't lift his head either: "Just take it."
Anyway, it is not clear if it is useful or not.
If the treasurer put the paper talisman in his pocket, Lin Niansi couldn't help but secretly look at Zheng Quzhi. It is understandable that serious men are really handsome. Zheng Quzhi's serious appearance was full of charm, Lin Niansi's eyes lit up, and he remembered the scene when he first saw Zheng Quzhi.
That was when he was eighteen years old. Zheng Quzhi hadn't made his debut yet, but he was already well-known at the school, and he could be heard criticized by the school on both ends of the day. And his deskmate is Zheng Quzhi's loyal fan, and he is chanting Zheng Quzhi's name in his ears all day, although the college entrance examination is about to come.
"Zheng Quzhi is so handsome!"
"Zheng Quzhi is perfect, isn't it?"
"Ahhhhh! My husband was caught too much by the extermination teacher yesterday, and I feel sorry for him!"
...
Over time, he became familiar with this name, so that when he heard someone named Zheng Quzhi later, he would look back so keenly.
Therefore, when he was in high school, he knew Zheng Quzhi. At that time he was still young and immature, but Zheng Quzhi was arrogant.