Mad Queen

Chapter 87 The Shadow Mask
"Old general?? Haosheng?? Haha..."

Zhennan Ziqing stepped forward, lowered his voice, and whispered in his ear.

"Ou Fantian, you are a businessman!! Do you think there are things in this world that money can't solve!? Money can't solve it because the money is not in place. After a certain level, everything can be solved. Solve it!! As for whether Hao Sheng will go around me, I guess you won't be able to see it at that time!!"

Zhennanzi's sword edge went deep again without any politeness, and Ou Fantian staggered back in pain.

"Ou Fantian, I'm not in the mood to play with you...you give me an answer now, do you agree to my request, or let me do it myself and get what I want??"

Ou Fantian looked down at Jianfeng: "Do I still have a choice?"

"Haha... So, we have reached a tacit understanding between the two of us??"

Zhennanzi laughed and threw the long sword to the person behind him, and something came out of his sleeve.

"About the evil doctor between us, I have already written it, you just need to sign your name and press your fingerprint on it!!"

Ou Fantian's pupils shrank: "Since the law has no effect on you, what do you still want to agree on?"

"The effect is useless, but it doesn't mean you have to talk empty words..."

Zhennanzi slapped the agreement on Ou Fantian's chest, smiling treacherously.

"With the agreement, I'm justified!!"

Seeing Ou Fantian's livid face, he put on a smirk.

"Don't be so dejected, as if your son died!! You will not suffer if you follow me!! She, Gu Ziwan, only knows how to refine iron marrow, what's the big deal?? When the time comes, I will let you Xizi do whatever it takes figure!!"

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It's night, Gufu.

Gu Ziwan finished washing early, got into the warm bed, and checked the account books for the day.

all of a sudden—

The candle flame jumped, made a crisp "pop", and went out immediately.

Gu Ziwan's eyes darkened slightly, and she sat there motionless.

After a moment of breathing, the candle was lit again, illuminating the room.

It seems that the fire just went out, it was an illusion.

At the same time, an inexplicable chill invaded from the surroundings, as if being in an ice cave.

"Shadow mask?!"

Gu Ziwan's eyes flickered, and she slowly turned to the northwest corner of the room.

The shadow mask is a method of summoning ghosts.

After a normal person dies, his soul will enter the underworld, re-enter the channel of reincarnation, reincarnate, and reincarnate as a human.

But in the world, there is a kind of person who cannot be reincarnated after death.

This kind of person has deep resentment before death, and the resentment becomes anger, unable to reincarnate.

Such ghosts will be refined into resentful souls by vicious magicians, obliterating their humanity, leaving only long-cherished resentment, thus becoming a harmful spell - shadow mask.

In the northwest corner, a black shadow that is darker than other places is slowly taking shape.

After a few breaths, it became a ghost with a humanoid upper body and a floating lower body.

Gu Ziwan kept looking down at the account book, as if she didn't notice the emergence of ghosts.

"How did Moji's account work?? How messed up??"

She frowned, muttered, took the candle, and put it in front of her eyes.

"Whoosh!"

The candle flame swayed to the left, jumped a few times, and almost went out.

Gu Ziwan fetched a pen and paper, held a candle in her left hand, and calculated the accounts on the rice paper with her right hand.

The cold is approaching, and the cold is coming.

(End of this chapter)