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chapter 61

The cow head and horse face, the black and white impermanent ghosts, looked at Zhang Shuo in front of him, and his eyes could not hide his excitement.

Although it is only a few hours, it is longer than a century for them!

"Master, you..."

Bai Wuchang wanted to speak but stopped.

Zhang Shuo smiled faintly, "Isn't this okay? Don't worry, what I lack the most is the means to save my life!"

The ghosts nodded deeply.

Indeed, the master is unfathomable, and they don’t need to worry about it at all. If the master encounters trouble that he cannot even solve himself, it will be useless if they go.

However, they were so anxious before that they didn't think about this for the time being.

At this time, Bai Wuchang suddenly noticed that there was a broken tree behind Zhang Shuo. With his experience, he could see at a glance that the tree was not broken or cut off naturally, but had external force and one blow to break it!

Bai Wuchang's pupils tightened. He carefully looked at the cracks on the trunk. If he broke the tree with multiple attacks, the cracks would be messy and fine, but there were almost no cracks at the break of the tree. He was even more sure that the tree must have been interrupted by a blow!

Bai Wuchang couldn't help but feel trembling in his heart.

Seeing Bai Wuchang staring straight behind him, Zhang Shuo smiled faintly and waved his hand:

"I just tried my skills, don't worry, let's talk about it when I go back."

The ghosts also noticed the tree and couldn't help but feel shocked.

"A tree of such a thick one was actually the owner, and it was interrupted at will?"

The ghosts looked at Zhang Shuo in disbelief, and felt more and more that their master was extremely mysterious.

In addition to being able to draw exquisite and powerful talismans, he also has such powerful power.

It's so difficult for the ghost to understand! How did the master do it?

By the way, there is an extremely obscure fluctuation on the master. This fluctuation seems to have a natural suppression on them. If any ghost rebellion wants to attack the master, that fluctuation alone will be enough to kill them!

But they didn't know that this aura was actually the blue zombie suit worn by Zhang Shuo.

But in the eyes of the ghosts, the strength of their own master is definitely something they can't imagine!

"Is it possible that the master had made a mistake in practicing a powerful Taoist technique before?"

The ghosts thought in their hearts.

Zhang Shuo waved to them, walked out of the riverside park first, and took a taxi back on the way. The ghosts were still a little worried, and turned into gray and black airflows, and under the dark night, they followed the taxi slowly.

In the car, the taxi driver always felt goose bumps appearing on his body. He looked at Zhang Shuo, who was sitting in the back seat from the rearview mirror, but did not notice any difference.

"Young man, do you think the car is cold, why don't I close the window?"

The driver asked tremblingly.

Zhang Shuo nodded slightly and signaled. The driver hurriedly closed the car window. However, when he closed the car window, he felt even colder.

“It’s really strange.”

The driver muttered, just wanting to finish the order quickly and go home to rest. He won't leave the car today.

Soon, the driver drove the car to the destination, Zhang Shuo threw down a bill and said lightly: "Don't look for it."

Then he pushed the door and got out of the car.

The driver checked the authenticity of the banknotes, put them in his wallet with satisfaction, and poked his head out of the window and said:

"You go slowly..."

However, before he finished speaking, the driver's face changed.

The car was empty, where was there anyone else?

The driver's face changed and gradually turned pale. He felt an inexplicable chill spreading on his body, which made him shudder unpredictably!

"I've seen a ghost!"

The driver hurriedly shrank his head back, closed it into the car window, stepped on the accelerator, and left as if he was in a panic.

Zhang Shuo returned to his villa with his steps light and he did not use the divine movement talisman just now, but the speed of his own body bursting out with the power of his body.

It is not much worse than the divine movement talisman.

Sitting on the sofa, there are still several live broadcast rooms hanging on the computer next to me.

"Master, drink tea."

The Wandering Pen Fairy made tea for Zhang Shuo, but she looked like a housekeeper.

Zhang Shuo took the tea, but his eyes kept looking at the computer screen.

After not seeing each other for a few hours, the discussion about myself in these live broadcast rooms has not only not decreased, but has become increasingly intense!

Zhang Shuo looked through several live broadcast rooms and gradually understood the story from the mouths of these players and anchors.

"Hey, you guys say, will there be such a coincidence in the world?"

"Management workers definitely don't believe it. This is four times! Even if you win the lottery, do you win four times in a row to see?"

"Then you tell me, who is that mysterious rich man? Why does the ghost appear wherever he goes to make the rankings?"

"Anyway, it's a coincidence, I won't believe it if I beat you to death?"

“+1”

"That big brother, can it be... a ghost?"

"Very likely!"

"I think too!"

"Then why do you say this is done? There should be a reason, right?"

Zhang Shuo looked around and now, almost all the entire platform are discussing this matter in the live broadcast room.

But that's true.

Generally speaking, the chance of seeing a hell is much smaller than winning the lottery, not to mention that all the anchors are seeing a hell!

I won’t say it when the anchors are all damn it, and it’s after the mysterious rich man has made the list!

Once you try the rankings, ghosts will come. This coincidence is a bit too deliberate.

However, Zhang Shuo didn't want to pay attention. He did everything in a perfect way, but no one could find out about himself. The Internet is forgetful. In less than three days, people will forget this matter.

However, there are also some anchors who have words hanging in the live broadcast room and shouted:

"Brother, brother, come and give me a ranking. I'm not afraid of being so brave. I've been pressed on the highway and drunk water in the toilet!"

"Brother, let the ghost come more violently, but remember to give me a ranking first!"

After all, some people don’t believe in evil, and think it must be a coincidence.

Compared to ghosts whose chances are smaller than lottery, they are more willing to see real benefits. After all, this is 100,000 yuan!

"boring."

Zhang Shuo has now lost interest in these things. Just as he was about to turn them off, the official system suddenly popped up a message for him.

"Congratulations to dear players, the star who has herded the sheep, and has received the mysterious reward of this site today, one hundred loving rockets!"

Um?

When Zhang Shuo saw it, he couldn't help laughing.

This official is really a dog.

Seeing his consumption power, he even spent a lot of money to please him?

The gifts I sent were worth 100,000 yuan.

Since that's the case, don't waste it, just do it again.

Anyway, it's useless.

Zhang Shuo casually clicked on a live broadcast room that was not big or small. This time he was a dance anchor, and his appearance was also very good. He was the pure and lovely type of internet celebrity face.

Although the faces of internet celebrities are the same, many people are just good at it.

Zhang Shuo signaled, and Bai Wuchang immediately understood it and picked up the sin pointer to test it. The process was already very proficient.

But this time, the sin pointer jumped a little hard and actually moved to the black area!

Zhang Shuo smiled coldly.
Chapter completed!
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