MTL - Guardian-Chapter 71 Merit pen

After a while, Zhao Yunlan withdrew her oppressive eyes, lowered her eyelids, frowned half-truth, and asked unhurriedly: "And I think this is a strange thing. Do n’t dare to take it, but dare to recognize me as a mortal master? Me, let ’s brag about the top-notch kung fu, there is really no skill at all, what is not enough, what is not enough, and my brain is not good You see, I'm stupid as soon as someone gives me an ecstasy. "

The judge only felt that a certain organ in his stomach had been in pain for a long time, and had to stiffly smile: "Where, where."

云 Zhao Yunlan suddenly leaned forward, leaned closer to him and asked, "Will my ancestor have nothing to do with Kunlun, right? That's great."

The judge was secretly crying.

However, Zhao Yunlan still refused to let him go, and continued to stumble and said, "I haven't stopped in the past six months. It's a reincarnation, and it's a mountain river cone again. This time I have another merit pen. I see another one. It ’s enough to make a bar in the southeast, northwest, and northwest--hey, you said, where did the four holy artifacts come from? In this way, the merit pen is related to Kunlun. I heard that when the son-in-law created a man, he dropped a clay figure and dropped a grain of sand. In the end, she looked up and found that the sand had become a big funnel-like pillar, and it was about to go to the sky, as if to swallow. In the Three Realms, the son-in-law hurriedly collected it and calmed it down. There were people in the past, present, and afterlife on the stone, so it was later called the sansheng stone. This way, the reincarnation is also related to the son-in-law. It belongs to water. Is it related to Feng's Fuxi in the past? The water here is a little deep, right? I felt trembling when I heard it. "

The judge wiped his sweat: "Small talents are sparse, really ..."

"Furthermore, the thirty-three days of great movements have shocked me. There must be a lot of masters going by then. Originally, heaven and earth are born. What great merit, you must rush to establish this advanced. Who else is the land government united? "Every Tantra monk is a master? Immortals? It is incumbent on adults to cut off the soul, so you have to rush to clean up the portal?" Zhao Yunlan said this, and then he glanced at the judge's expression, "You said that I was so small Fish and shrimp, **** is not able to resist, but no one knows except to kill the soul, what did they do? Never ... "

The judge's heart was hung up by him. He only heard Zhao Yunlan chuckled and said slowly, "Is it to let me say hello to that adult, and go home frequently?"

The judge was shocked and looked up suddenly, still in front of Zhao Yunlan's face that did not enter the oil and salt, hard and hard to eat.

For a moment, he almost felt that the man sitting across had seen himself through, but could not catch the slightest clue.

Mao Daqing's hair exploded, and he made a particularly unfriendly "meow", the sound was pressed from his throat, not like a meow, but rather a roar of a tiger and a leopard. It stood up from Zhao Yunlan's legs, exposing sharp claws to the judge, and the bells around his neck slightly wobbled.

The judge was obviously a bit jealous of it, shrinking back to the chair, busy raising his eyes to see Zhao Yunlan, with an eyebrow and smiling, he said, "Let the Lord say this ..."

Zhao Yunlan relaxed his body and leaned back behind the chair without any style: "I think we have to say this well. For the Chinese New Year, I am a little mortal without the power of a chicken. Dangerous things, what if there are three long and two short, you can't see the spring blossom next year? "

Judge: "Of course the Lord's safety is guaranteed."

云 Zhao Yunlan chuckled and said, "You can't even enter a mountain, what can you do to keep me safe?"

Judge: "This ..."

Zhao Yunlan went down the donkey: "I want to take my own person, doesn't it matter?"

Judge for a moment.

Later, when I saw Zhao Yunlan's scourge and another toothache expression, and the judge saw him, he couldn't help but have a toothache. Zhao Yunlan sighed longly: "But I don't have enough staff. Look, Most of my men can only move at night. At best, they can only run on one leg. It is not very useful. They can be moved during the day. In total, there are a small snake that is not a good one. , An intern who can do nothing, and a self-portrait internet addicted teenager ... "

The judge knew vaguely what he meant.

"It's easy to have a corpse king, and I'm more capable, but ah ... oh!"

The judge's heart turned around, and the matter of Chu Shuzhi and the merit pen were important. As long as he was not stupid, he could naturally figure it out. Although it has become a common practice for the prefecture to take advantage of this delay in the sentence, but this stall It is not good to offend Zhao Yunlan because of this trivial matter, so he empathically said: "Mr. Chu's merit should expire, but there are some small formalities on our side that have not been completed. Since the matter was brought up by the Lord Then I took the board first and then pulled it down for him. "

"Yo," when Zhao Yunlan heard his voice, he immediately climbed his nose and climbed down his face, his expression and tone cooled down. "What you said, I thought he was dissatisfied with merit or carried me on his back." What shouldn't be done? No, I just tied it up and locked it next door for reflection-this is a trouble. I see that the efficiency of your business is a bit low. I made such a misunderstanding, I do n’t know. I thought the prefecture had deliberately delayed. "

The judge was dumb, he just wanted to hit him in front of Zhao Yunlan. He didn't know when he offended the difficult master. He always felt that the other party was playing him deliberately today and gave him two sticks according to his head. Give him another sweet date to give him a little hope. After taking a break, he hasn't waited for the breath to fall down, and he has two sticks.

Zhao Yunlan waved his hand, pulled out a stationery from his desk, and started to write again. He said, "Forget it, Lao Chu is still **** with me, now I really ca n’t make it." Take the shot, but the judge you said is a big thing, you ca n’t delay it in my hands. I ca n’t afford this eternal charge-- "

The judge was already tortured by his experience. He breathed loose and relaxed, feeling as if the blue sky and white clouds were small and fresh in the horror movie, and then there would be wickedness. He looked at Zhao Yunlan more nervously.

Sure enough, Zhao Yunlan went on to say, "I'm not convenient to go, and you don't dare to take the Soul Order. I have the best of both worlds. Find someone who dares to take it, or just ..."

The magistrate suddenly had an ominous premonition. Looking down, he had difficulty recognizing Zhao Yunlan's handwriting medicine doctor's messy handwriting: "Soul-cutting makes the Lord see the letter."

The judge's **** slipped on the chair and almost leaked out.

Of course, the prefecture was not afraid to take the Soul Order. It was nothing more than the discussion in the ten halls. It was believed that four sacred artifacts were born and three reincarnations were about to fall into the hands of the ghosts. Even though they are too lazy to have general knowledge with them, they are not short of mind, and of course they will not take the initiative. Who can guarantee that Ghost Face does not want to do it? In case he turns against the water, who is to cry for?

At the moment, the prefecture can't come up with talents who can fight and enter the two great gods, and he is jealous of beheading souls. This has moved Zhao Yunlan to restrain him.

How can that town soul make the master become a ghost so quickly that Rong Hong can't poke him so much? How can it be used so well? With just this one line of words, the judges felt that they knew what Zhao Yunlan was thinking. This was a joke on him.

He didn't know how much Zhao Yunlan knew. He had contacted Soul Killer privately, but he couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't help but sink his face: "What does the Lord mean?"

云 Zhao Yunlan said innocently, "It doesn't mean anything, does the adult think this is inappropriate?"

The black judge looked at him coldly.

云 Zhao Yunlan spread his arms in two hands, and said in amazement, "Well, what? Isn't slaying the soul so that adults are the ghosts who have mixed their heads out of your ghost?"

Judge: "..."

云 Zhao Yunlan asked another question that he couldn't answer.

After a bitter silence for a moment, the judge finally understood deeply what it means to be "a lie must be rounded with a thousand lies", especially this man who was desperately catching a bad place. The two were relatively embarrassed and relatively speechless for half a minute, and the judge said bluntly, "The monster was born in front of the ancient merits of Huang Quan, and has some relationship with beheading souls. He always avoids suspicion."

"Oh," Zhao Yunlan's smirk converged and nodded. "The judge just told me not to talk about the length of Shangxian, so what is hypocrisy? Don't worry, he just said," I'm not Can't understand-that's really what I did wrong. "

After he said it, he threw the letter paper in a ball and said, "I'll go with you."

The judge was stunned by the pie falling from the sky.

The next moment I saw Zhao Yunlan grabbing her cell phone from her pocket and dialing the personnel department phone: "Ah, Wang Zheng, it's me. Did you see my text message just now? Uh, okay, print a copy and bring it here. Here, show it to the guests. "

Wang Zheng was well-trained. He floated in within three minutes and took a long list. When he opened the door, the judge saw a large group of big and small ghosts floating in the corridor, blocking the door one by one. All looking at it quietly, the judge was almost scalp.

Zhao Yunlan supported one hand on his chin, and the other hand pressed against the list on the table, pushing forward: "In recent years, there have been many cases of unjust, false and wrong cases. Well, I think it ’s better to choose a day than hit the sun, simply, the judge will settle it together-oh, yes, and when Chu Shuzhi brought merit and virtue, did some "old things" fall on you? Already? "

Judge: "..."

Zhao Yunlan: "Huh?"

The judge squeezed a sentence from the gap between his teeth: "Repay yourself."

云 Zhao Yunlan was still dissatisfied: "When are you in a hurry to leave us some time to pack your luggage?"

The judge finally didn't want to see him anymore, 撂 the sentence “Before dawn”, rolled up the list on the table and turned away.

云 Zhao Yunlan looked at his back that he was afraid to run slowly, showing an ironic smile, lit a cigarette by the paper-burning Mars, then lifted his foot and extinguished it, and opened the window for ventilation.

Da Daqing leaned to the window and looked up and asked him, "Isn't Soul Killer letting you promise?"

"What is peeking?" Zhao Yunlan gave it a white look, and then he turned straight. "I didn't discuss this matter, I must go."

Shen Wei's man looked gentle and courteous. He was indifferent and stubborn, but he was unwilling to lose his identity. There was no reason to let the local government suspect him or calculate him. Zhao Yunlan felt that he It seems that he is observing some duties, and seems to have designed a result for himself, which makes Zhao Yunlan's heart feel an ominous premonition.

He stretched out his hand against Daqing's head and swiftly escaped the cat's claw attack with experience. He said casually, "I want a merit pen. I'll come back as a gift ..."

Daqing fried hair: "Speak people!"

"To deal with villains, you need to use the villain's method." Zhao Yunlan sank his face, "for a hundred years, I changed to a king. This session has been in power for less than 20 years. It is really becoming more and more ridiculous. I have no intention of provoking them However, they have repeatedly made me unhappy ... So, I will take you to Kunlun. The top of Kunlun Mountain is the forbidden area of ​​the gods, not a backyard for them. "

Wu Daqing jumped on his shoulder: "What about Chu Shu?"

"Take care of him, but dare to rush to the leader." Zhao Yunlan said so, still could not help but reach out the key, gently opened the door of his office, and glanced inside.

I saw that Guo Great Wall was already struggling to fall asleep, but he didn't dare lie on the bed, but lay tiredly on Zhao Yunlan's desk. The spirit of the pressure on Chu Shu's body made them both helpless for the time being. , Poor corpse king can only sit there. However, he was wearing a blanket, probably afraid that he would be bored. Guo Changcheng plugged him in headphones, and then put more than ten movies in the playlist in Storm Video.

Zhu Chushu's noble glance at Zhao Yunlan gloriously, took him as a blast of air, then turned his head stubbornly, and turned his attention back to the computer screen.

云 Zhao Yunlan turned his hand to lock the door: "Serving this old man with the second disease is like the Empress Dowager Lafayette, fuck, Guo Changcheng, this stupid thing, I really mourn his uncle for his misfortune."

The next day, Guo Great Wall was awakened by a phone call from Zhao Yunlan. He rubbed his eyes and was surprised to find that Chu Shuzhi had stood up. The blanket did not know when he was covered by himself. Chu Shu's face was solemn Standing in front of the window, frowning frantically, looking at the sky outside-it was dark, but when the time came, the street lamp was gone.

The sky didn't light up.

Zhao Yunlan simply asked on the phone, "Xiao Guo, are you up?"

Guo Guocheng rubbed his eyes hard and responded.

Zhao Yunlan said softly, "Wait for a visitor to go to No. 4 Guangming Road. It is" there ". Send something over. You look at your brother Chu and let him calm down, not torn his face. Do n’t be too aggressive with others. Do n’t talk too much with them, but do n’t be shy. Have you heard? ”

长 Guo Great Wall nodded knowingly: "Zhao, where are you?"

"I'll do something." Zhao Yunlan's signal there seemed to be a bit bad. He "slapped" a bit and asked him, "Don't run around, remember to call your family to report safety, and follow Chu Shu Of it. "

As soon as Guo Changcheng got off the phone, he heard a creepy cricket ringing. He suddenly turned back and heard only that the door of Director Yunlan Zhao's office was tapped a few times, and Zhu Shuzhi turned his head, not lightly. Say, "Come in."

The locked door opened with a squeak, and a paper man with a high hat came in with a huge package in his hand, and respectfully put it in front of Chu Shu, then folded his hands and said lowly. In a word, Chu Shuzhi's body changed. There were several stinging writings on his cheeks, a heavy lock hanging on his wrists, ankles, and even his neck. These things appeared on him, and then fell off quickly. After falling to the ground, the group became a small ball and was received by the paper man.

Guo Great Wall grew up in surprise and stood up.

The paper man bowed at him, and Guo Great Wall returned his gift quickly, and accidentally drew his head on the display on Zhao Yunlan's table.

Chu Shuzhi took a look at the ghost and took a slow attitude, then raised his eyebrows, raised his hand to open the package in front of him-I saw that most of the things inside were made of bone, and faintly flashed the inviolable blue and purple light, It was all he knew ... those used three hundred years ago.

One of Chu Chushu's eyes glanced, and he frowned first, and asked in a bad tone, "Where do we make the Lord?"

Xuan Yinchao was about the lesson of the judge from the day before, shaking his head to show that he could not speak, and then asked the two to greet the two as a salute and walked away.

At this time, the soul-slayer had reached the Kunlun Mountain. He took a deep breath, the air was thin and cold, with the desolation and heavyness from ancient times, it was time to dawn, but the top of the mountain was black and the sky was still low.

There was a weeping sound mixed in the sound of the howling wind, which was somber and cold, and seemed to be awakened by something sleeping in the ground.

He couldn't help but reach out and touch the Soul Cutter around his waist. At this time, Beheading made him hear footsteps behind him. He didn't turn back, but just said lightly, "Come, let's go."

"Wait a second," a familiar voice said, "The person who has given me the way has not arrived yet. I'm afraid the plane will be late, and I came here for a while."

Soul cutting turned sharply, and Zhao Yunlan was dressed tightly. He was wearing climbing equipment and a black cat under his feet. He took a cup of coffee, bite off a half of the burger in his mouth, waved at him, and smiled hippie. Say, "Did you eat? I still have a potato cake."