The Midnight Owl

Xu Wang and Wu Sheng did not speak for a long time.

From now on, they have shaken for the first time in the task of handing over paperwork.

The starving ghost misunderstood their silence and smiled a little reluctantly: "Well, I understand, don't feel embarrassed, I will avoid it."

After waiting for the two to respond, he turned back one by one, turned into a dark cloud of smoke, flew away, and left neatly.

Beside the ghost fountain, there were only Wu Sheng and Xu Wang who were too late to respond.

"What should I do?" Xu Wang felt awkward in his heart and asked Wu Sheng.

Wu Sheng stretched out his hands to smooth his frowning brows, and surely said: "I listen to you."

Xu Wang squatted down suddenly and sighed heavily, scolding angrily: "Whoever chooses the broken mission!"

In front of the gate of the ghost house, Wu Junshi, who made the choice of the western courtyard on the left for his captain, looked innocent, pretending to be temporarily amnestic.

"What if we don't poison?" Xu Wangxin asked, raising his head.

Wu Sheng seeks truth from facts: "Failed to submit the paper."

Xu Wang did not give up: "But the old money has not found the badge over there."

Wu Sheng pondered for a moment, and outlined a bright future for his captain: "If the old money is small, we ca n’t find the badge there, and we have not been poisoned in order to wait for the badge, and finally let other teams preemptively submit the success I will not be sorry for Xiao Hungry, or for the small situation and old money. "

Xu Wang wanted to shake his hand tightly: "I knew you knew me ..."

Wu Sheng squatted down with his captain: "Don't frown, your luck is gone." The words are ridiculous, but the hand touches Xu Wang's head in spoils.

Xu Wang unexpectedly: "When do you believe in luck?"

Wu Sheng said helplessly: "Start with your frown."

Xu Wang: "..."

Wu Sheng: "Don't think so much, wait."

Xu Wang: "I don't want to be hungry, but I also don't want to lose money and little things. They must be desperately looking for badges now."

Wu Sheng: "Pray that, when the old money and the small situation find the badge, someone immediately submits the paper, and the time difference between the front and back is not more than 1 second. We want to poison too late."

Xu Wang: "Will the details of your wish be too specific ..."

...

The prefecture, the east courtyard, the dream office.

In the yard, a sweaty head flew in the front, and a hooded male ghost chased behind.

Inside the room, Kuang Jinxin hid in the doorway, manipulating his broken hand with concentration, his tip of nose was already sweating.

Qian Ai threw several stationery to no avail, and finally used the last one [[Magic] to accept when he saw it well], led the dream ghost from the bed in the house, and led him to the courtyard. At this point, he started to run around the courtyard. "Romantic chase".

It stands to reason that the dream ghost will not leave his bed easily.

Unless the circumstances are exceptional.

For example, when someone uses . Although this illusion is mixed with some sad memories, it is really handy to use. No matter what ghost technique the dream ghost performs, whether it is flying over to "get life and long hair" or "pull out the heart and ghost claws", he can all be collected I have used it, it is simply a star-absorbing method that integrates defense and counterattack!

Meng Gui's face is pale, in the slender Phoenix eyes, the background is the pain of a long nightmare, pervading the uppermost layer, but it is wanton murderous!

He didn't make a sound, and he was gloomy and silent from beginning to end.

At this time he was staring at Qian Ai, his black hair cut off by a phantom, and he grew mad again, and the next moment, like the black and white impermanent soul chase, struck Qian Ai!

But the long hair had just arrived in front of Qian Ai, and it fell off again for the 101st time, falling into a black thread.

Qian Ai put his waist in his waist, shaking his head while adjusting his breath: "How many times have you gone, why can't you understand it, my defense is unsolved, if you are sensible, you will stop, let yourself go, let me go Okay?"

At first, he was quite stunned by the dream ghost. When you chased me, he didn't even look back. But until now, Qian Ai's feelings for the dream ghost have changed subtly. Let's not turn enemies into friends, at least you can practice courage, and the four eyes can talk to each other.

It is a pity that dream ghosts are like gold.

"Ding--"

[Owl: Congratulations on finding a 5/23 Haunted House Badge! 】

Qian Aigang heard that bite and was overjoyed in his heart, and he didn't need the hint in the ear to know that this was the case and found the badge!

"Small situation, good kind--" Qian Ai, who is about to suffocate, can finally shout happily!

Of course he is not stupid, he turns around and runs after shouting, this is also the tactic that he and Xiaokui have pre-determined-the badge is in hand, and the sole of the foot is greased!

But as soon as he stepped on his legs, he felt dark.

It turned out that the broken black hair caught his head!

Qian Ai immediately started to grab it, but the black hair was not moved at all, and it was even tighter!

Qian Ai was shocked!

Impossible, the previous hair cut, if it is broken, it is broken, and the soul of soul has been taken into use by the phantom. Unless he wants to fight back, the hair cut cannot come back to life!

But now, like countless snakes, that hair is about to wrap his head into a black mummy!

A few steps away, the dream ghost lowered his head and his eyebrows were covered in black hair. The thin figure seemed to be blown down by the wind at any time, but Qian Ai looked carefully through the remaining hair and found that his lips were meditating a little. Ghost language, as he did many times before attacking!

Qian Ai immediately closed his eyes and summoned "collect as soon as possible", but did not respond.

He finally found out the crux of the problem-the time limit when he saw it!

The effect of stationery is too strong, and the timeliness is naturally short, so the ghost technique of dream ghosts begins to work!

Qian Ai felt awkward in her heart. Her body had been thrown into the air by her black hair, followed by a head, and a perfect arc was drawn at the very high point, and she quickly fell towards the dream ghost roof!

Kuang Jinxin spent four stationery to break the ghost technique, let the broken hand touch the badge, and was about to slip out of the house, not wanting to just touch the back door, he heard a huge "bang"-

The whole roof was smashed with a big hole, and Qian Ai just smashed into the house, hitting the dream bed!

"Brother Qian!" Kuang Jinxin felt tight and immediately ran to the bed.

"Don't come--" Qian Ai shouted, and it became difficult to breathe positively, but he still gritted his teeth to warn his teammates, "No bed!"

It's enough to fold him, and you can never catch up with the situation!

Kuang Jinxin was finally sober by this roar, knowing that he used to give away his head in the past, and immediately raised his arm to point down [[防] 五里 雾中>!

In an instant, the entire dream ghost courtyard was surrounded by heavy fog, either in the house or in the courtyard. They were all white and blank. No people, no ghosts, no houses, everything was in the unbreakable mist!

The dream ghost who was about to enter the room suddenly lost his way, unable to find his house in the clouds.

Kuang Jinxin stood still, still no sound, so as not to let the dream come closer.

He knows that his armor can only be used as a deferral strategy. If he really wants to save money, he must get people off the bed!

But what happened to Qian Ai now, he didn't know anything at all, and after falling into the house, Qian Ai was silent again, and now he could only vaguely hear a little rustling, like a man having a nightmare and posing in bed!

On the bed, Qian Ai has fallen into an endless nightmare.

But he didn't know.

For Qian Ai, he fell into the room and fell to the bed. Then, on both sides of the bed, he suddenly grew countless hands, holding his left and right, like a row of belts, and tightly buckled him so that he could not move!

"Let me go!" Qian Ai shouted, but he could not hear his voice!

Qian Ai was frightened, struggling, and suddenly stretched out another hand under his head, covering his mouth and nose with force!

Qian Ai suffocated for a moment, wanted to get rid of, but could not move all over him!

At the next moment, countless imps suddenly emerged from under the bed. Those holding his hands are the hands of these imps hiding under the bed!

The little ghosts had a bluish complexion, emaciated, grinning, and crawled on him a little bit, on his stomach, on his legs.

As they climbed up, Qian Ai's hand was naturally clasped, and naturally released.

Qian Ai knew that she should overthrow them all at once, but her body was uncontrollably stiff.

"Get off ... open ..."

The little devil stepped on his chest, making it difficult for him to even talk, obviously blaming, but listening like help.

The imp squatted on his chest, leaned close to his face, and made a "giggling" laugh.

Qian Ai was anxious, angry and scared, his scalp was about to burst, and his blood vessels were about to burst. He bit his tongue hard, and in the pain, he finally caught the stranger — how could he see his body!

Invisibility clothes will not expire so quickly ... Qian Ai's eyes widen and they are insulted. This **** is a dream! It is a nightmare created by the dream ghost bed, absolutely authentic ghost press! ! !

Qian Ai doesn't know if she can use stationery in her dream.

But right now, he can't think of a better way to escape!

Clenching his teeth again, Qian Ai struggled to lift his arm with a last effort, and it was difficult to drop a phantom!

In an instant, all the ghosts heard the sound of hell—

[Owl: Someone has used it on you [[Magic], the money has dropped> Oh ~~]

With this reminder, all the ghosts' pockets, pockets, and inner pockets were fully opened, and gold ingots, silver ingots, large copper coins, etc., jingled and fell to the ground!

The ghosts changed their colors, and the original white and dead face was even more distorted, and they all rushed to the ground, furiously picking up money!

Qian Ai was a little bit sad when she thought that these were made by Yang's relatives.

In front of money, what kind of people are really distressed.

But in front of his escape, Qian Ai only sympathized with the devil for a second, then jumped out of bed, ran the girl, and yelled while running—

"Small things, little things--"

"Where is here, you wake up soon !!!"

Really shouted people? !

Qian Ai was surprised, suddenly felt dizzy, and then opened his eyes, saw Kang Jinxin standing by the bed, holding his head and shaking it vigorously.

Qian Ai rubbed on the ground, how dare you touch the bed again!

Kuang Jinxin immediately dispersed the fog. Qian Ai's cry will definitely bring in dream ghosts, the fog is useless!

Sure enough, the fog disappeared, and the two saw the dream ghost who had touched the door.

He stood there and looked at Qian Ai, then the empty bed, and tilted his head slightly, seeming to be puzzled.

Qian Ai grabbed Kuang Jinxin behind him, frowning at the dream ghost: "Are you in bed every day, shouldn't you just have the nightmare just now?"

Meng Gui narrowed his eyes and looked at him gloomyly.

"Are you also called a nightmare?" Qian Ai sniffed, then raised her head toward the dream ghost, and educated abruptly, "I tell you what the real nightmare is, just two words-no money!"