My cards are not straight

Chapter 12 Don't Believe Rumors Don't Spread Rumors Don't Make Rumors
[Skill card: 100% P fork when encountering ghosts

Times of use: 1/1
Conditions for performing the spell: As long as there are ghosts around the cardholder, it will be automatically crossed, and it will only be triggered automatically when entering the instance next time. 】

Smoked or not smoked a sample!

Wen Ning took a deep breath and struggled to smile under the scorching gaze of the two people beside him, "It's rubbish, it can only be used in the next copy."

Although they didn't see the content of the card, Zhang San and Li Manjue laughed sympathetically when they saw Wen Ning's appearance of wanting to kill someone but being unable to do so.

Wen Ning rolled her eyes, threw the clothes in front of the two of them and said, "Hurry up and change!"

Li Manjue took a look at the clothes, and said seriously, "Sister Ning, I reasonably suspect that you are taking revenge on me."

The top of the skirt in her hand was as thin as gauze, although it was lined as a base, it was still exposed to Li Manjue who didn't even have a swimsuit.

"Really?" Wen Ning was confused, "Isn't Zhang San's one more revealing?"

Li Manjue turned around and saw Zhang San who had already been hiding behind the doll and came out.

Zhang San's posture was awkward, his hands didn't know whether to cover his neckline or his waist.

"Sister Ning, are all the men's clothes in Xinghua Town so revealing? You don't respect masculinity!"

He was dressed in gauze and didn't wear any veils. The cropped top was still a tube top style, and the hanging sequins penetrated into the skin with coldness.

Wen Ning spread her hands innocently, "I'm sorry Zhang San, there are only women's clothes in these boxes, so you can make do with it first."

Zhang San turned to face the door crying, "Why is it always me who gets hurt?"

"San'er~ You are the only male among the three of us, the greater the responsibility, the greater the sacrifice."

Wen Ning tied Li Manjue's hair in a bun, glanced at Zhang San who was circling the door, and comforted her.

Zhang San was moved in an instant and turned around to perform with tears streaming down his face, but the clothes hit him all over his arms. Just as he reached out to take the clothes off, he heard Wen Ning yell angrily.

"Zhang San, turn around for me!"

Zhang San raised his hands above his head, turned around obediently, and heard rustling footsteps outside the door.

When he turned around again, Wen Ning was gesturing, telling him to stay still.

The door was pushed open, and two burly men walked in.

Zhang San was maintaining the OK gesture, and Li Manjue held the COS nun tightly with both hands and prayed.

Wen Ning didn't have time to stop, and Zhong Shengzhi turned into the Statue of Liberty.

The movements of the three of them were very abrupt among the dolls.

Wen Ning's raised hands were sore. When someone moved the doll away, she moved it, and then quickly returned to its original position.

When moving to Wen Ning, one of them spoke.

"Strange, why is this puppet for Lord Flower God a bit heavy?"

"Isn't that right, my body is still a little warm, it should have just been made."

Another person piled Li Manjue into the box and replied, "Let's go, or the festival will start soon."

The three of Wen Ning were placed in a car loaded with paper figurines, and they wandered to the one who had entered the town before, like monkeys being watched and placed under the locust tree.

The people who came made prayers and offered incense at the altar. When it was Li Shaokang's turn, he coughed lightly and ran his hands over Wen Ning's hair.

He stared at Wen Ning affectionately, and in the eyes of the people in the town, the two of them were having an affair.

The townspeople filled their brains with seven or eight sadomasochistic love stories, and whispered to each other, and finally saw Li Shaokang pursing his lips and coughing up blood, and instantly understood.

"Master Li really understands righteousness!"

Li Shaokang just smiled, "Everyone, may the God of Flowers bless us."

"May the flower god bless us."

There were voices one after another, and Wen Ning couldn't hold his hands down.

This move was too abrupt, and the complexion of the unknowing and the insider changed suddenly.

Li Shaokang stretched out his hand and looked at Wen Ning in surprise, "You...you..."

"I...I...I'm fine!" Wen Ning wrapped his hands with a smile, performing face-changing Sichuan opera on the spot.

Hearing the screams like killing a pig, Li Shaokang stared at his fingers that were bent at [-] degrees, and stared at Wen Ning resentfully.

"Oh, don't look at me like that, it's embarrassing."

Wen Ning covered her face and waved her hand shyly, then said seriously: "Your mother didn't teach you not to point at people."

The unsuspecting townspeople on the other side burst into tears and knelt down in the tunnel, saying, "The Flower God has manifested! The Flower God has manifested!"

A crowd of people from a town knelt in front of Wen Ning, not listening to their prayers, it could be called a large worship site.

Wen Ning was so frightened that she took a half step back to show awe.

"Master Li, so your love...qie" concubine.

Before the accent of this sentence fell, an embroidered shoe hit the speaker's face accurately.

Wen Ning clapped her hands, ignored Li Manjue's resentful eyes, and cleared her throat, "I'm sorry, I don't intend to occupy public resources, but please listen to everything I say next."

"First, I'm not a flower god."

"Second, I'm not interested in this old man, I don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors, don't spread rumors!!!"

Before the words fell, green smoke rose around.

The kneeling crowd stopped and looked back, and the octagonal bells hanging on the red silk on the street made a crisp sound.

A group of girls in red clothes stepped out of the smoke, and with the sound of children laughing, the red sedan chair was gradually exposed to everyone's eyes.

The bearers swayed and came out carrying the sedan chair three steps forward and one step backward. They had weird smiles on their faces, and they laughed even more happily when their eyes touched the living people.

Suddenly a gust of dark wind lifted the car curtain, revealing the beautiful lower half of his face.

"Flower god arrives~"

The girl walking at the forefront sang, and then backed away.

When the sedan chair landed, green onion and jade fingers raised the red curtain, revealing the face behind Hong Lian in an instant.

Everyone present screamed one after another.

"Strange~strange~"

The visitor was none other than Zhang Huilan.

She didn't wear the bright red wedding dress, nor the goose-yellow flat-cut cheongsam before she died, but the clothes Wen Ning saw in the coffin last time.

Xia embroidered with Luan and Phoenix is ​​draped on top of a bright red shirt, and the gold hairpin on her head is dazzling.

She stared at Wen Ning's face, her eyes slowly moved up, and her bright red lips curled up slightly.

"I seem to recognize you."

Wen Ning swallowed her saliva.

"White moonlight halo!"

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Wen Ning covered her beating heart, frightened to death, thinking that Zhang Huilan was going to call out her name!

"I still remember that bastard Li Chengming saved you!"

Zhang Huilan stepped in front of Wen Ning and raised her chin.

"Tell me, what's your relationship with that scumbag!"

Wen Ning hurriedly swore: "It's okay, it's okay! I swear!"

As soon as the front foot was finished, Li Chengming ran out on the back foot and shouted angrily: "Zhang Huilan, let her go and come to me!"

Wen Ning was sweating profusely.

"Ok?"

Zhang Huilan's sharp eyes swept over, and Wen Ning threw herself on her thigh excitedly.

"You believe me! You really have to believe me!"

She looked at Zhang Huilan sincerely, and cursed the Bai Yueguang halo skill card in her heart.

"Huh~"

The murderous laughter made Wen Ning feel bad.

Sharp claws came towards her.

(End of this chapter)