The Dream Maker

The cold wind blew in the wooden house, like the cold air in the ice cellar shuttling through every gap in the house.

It makes people stiff and frozen.

On the beam, in the corner, on the ceiling, push and pull the door outside.

One by one, with blue skin, messy hair, staring eyes, open mouth, complaining ghosts with a click.

The resentment of these ghosts is so strong that it almost turns into real water droplets.

Even Su Fu's Qi and blood can't help being corroded and frozen in this angry environment. After the Qi and blood dissipate, Su Fu's means to deal with resentful ghosts are much weaker.

So he thought of the pen fairy, which is also a collection of resentments. The pen fairy should be able to compete with this resentment ghost.

However, what Su Fu never thought of was that he summoned the pen fairy, who instead grabbed the old Yin pen and turned to himself.

The pen fairy couldn't see her face clearly. Her messy and dry hair covered her face. She was wearing a white Pajama, but stained with a little blood.

The strong resentment is no weaker than that of the ghost.

In fact, the pen fairy is very strong. The appearance of these dream ghosts does not mean that whoever appears early is weak.

Specific conditions produce specific ghosts.

When experiencing the pen fairy nightmare, Su Fu had crushed the pen fairy with wisdom.

It may not be so easy to break through the pen fairy dream.

The pen fairy floated in the air, revealing a pair of stiff little feet covered with green tendons

It was like hanging in the air, holding the old Yin pen, slowly floating towards Su Fu.

Sue pulled at the corner of her mouth.

Is the pen fairy going to retaliate against the attack?

Are you going to vent all your grievances before?

The dense ghost eyes are also gurgling. They may not know what the situation is.

Two ghosts are not allowed in one place, especially those with deep resentment.

Therefore, at the moment of the appearance of the pen fairy, these resentful ghosts transferred their resentment from Su Fu to the pen fairy.

For the resentful ghost, a vigorous person is not a threat at all. Under her resentment stack, no matter how strong your blood is, it will cool and freeze in the end.

On the contrary, it is the pen fairy, which poses a greater threat to uninvited guests.

However, the situation at the moment seems a little different.

The pen fairy floats.

It soon floated in front of Su Fu.

Su Fu could see a pair of resentful eyes staring at him.

Su Fu's Qi and blood retreated, and now he can only barely support the three poles.

There is no suspense about the pen fairy

He summoned the pen fairy. Did he lift a stone and hit himself in the foot?

Is the pen fairy so skinny?

What's the matter? Can't we go home?

"Small pen, think about the days when I shared hardships with you... We are good partners!"

Su Fu looked at the floating pen fairy and said.

The old Yin pen twisted his neck and then slowly pasted it to Su Fu's face

The icy breath penetrated into Su Fu's pores like a thread.

Su helped the corner of his mouth. In that case, there was really no way.

"Ask you questions and answer them... Let you do whatever you want! If you can't answer, let's go home. "

Su Fu whispered.

The action of the pen fairy was stiff, and then nodded slowly.

She is a principle pen fairy.

Even if the resentment is deep, keep elegant.

Su Fu squinted.

"Tell me three times, moon, moon, moon!"

The pen fairy turned her head, hesitated, made a dry voice, and followed Su Fu to shout the moon three times.

Su Fu sipped his mouth and continued, "tell me three more times, moon cake, moon cake! Fast! "

The pen fairy seemed to be taken away by Su Fu's rhythm, and hurriedly said moon cakes three times.

The pen fairy hasn't finished yet.

Su Fu immediately asked, "now it's three seconds to answer my question. Please listen to the question. Is Hou Yi shooting the moon or moon cakes?"

Under the invisible face of the pen fairy, the corners of her mouth pulled.

Stupid.

Can Hou Yi shoot moon cakes?

"It's the... Moon."

Su Fu pursed his lips and looked at the pen fairy who answered.

Pen fairy, how can you be so cute?!

The atmosphere was a little awkward for a moment.

A ghost in the room looked at the pen fairy and Su Fu as if he were a fool.

Nima, I'm afraid it's not two fools.

Hou Yi shot a ghost moon, others shot the sun!

The ghost opened his mouth and roared. His movement speed accelerated

The kid in the cupboard is also a little confused, spreading his fingers and constantly gesticulating.

Is the pen fairy wrong?

He thought sister Bixian was right.

Pen fairy: "

After a long silence, the resentment on the ghost became stronger and stronger, and approached Su Fu and the pen fairy more and more

The next moment.

A strong resentment broke out on the pen fairy.

The resentment stunned Su Fu.

The old Yin pen turned into a black lightning and burst out in an instant.

Go through the head of a complaining ghost and burst the heads of complaining ghosts

Su Fu narrowed his eyes.

He seemed to feel the incomparable resentment in the pen fairy's heart.

It's a kind of pain that you want to kill him, but you can't start.

A ghost was blasted by the pen fairy.

But it condenses rapidly.

The pen fairy lowered her head and floated towards the ghosts.

In the wooden house, there was a rapid sound of pipa, which was like the roar of the devil.

The number of complaining ghosts is increasing

Su Fu saw this picture for the first time.

The battle is silent.

There is no destruction of heaven and earth.

But every time, it was extremely dangerous.

The storm formed by resentment swept through the wooden house

The pale kid in the cupboard was frightened and quickly closed the door of the cupboard.

Su Fu also stood up.

After the pen fairy supported his resentment, Su Fu could feel that the resentment that blocked his life began to dissipate.

Blood warms up and strength returns to the body again.

But Su Fu didn't do it.

Watching the battle between the pen fairy and the ghost.

The pen fairy needs to vent... Otherwise it will be suffocated.

There are too many parts of the ghost. As long as the resentment doesn't go away, she can spread out her parts endlessly.

As a ghost was blasted by an old Yin pen.

Resentment seemed to form a picture in front of us.

In the dressing mirror.

A warm picture emerged.

A woman in Han clothes sat in a neat and bright wooden house. The sliding door of the wooden house opened, and the moon like a jade plate hung high on the top, emitting bright brilliance.

In the wooden house, the women are elegant, and the complicated and gorgeous Han clothes are stacked layer by layer.

The woman held the lute and covered half of her face with amazing beauty.

The nails are painted bright red, and Xiu's hands move gently on the pipa.

The picture is beautiful.

But

This picture is divided into two, two is divided into four, four is divided into eight

More and more.

It is like a repeated mirror image spreading.

The woman in the picture plays the rapid and cold sound of pipa, staring at Su Fu and the pen fairy

Terrible grievances are gathering.

These are all parts of the blame ghost.

It's not easy to find out the real body of the ghost.

The pen fairy doesn't care so much. For her, everything will explode.

The old Yin pen shuttled quickly and broke a mirror, but soon, the broken mirror condensed again like the water.

Su Fu frowned and watched the battle.

In fact, it's no use even if he drives a five pole avalanche without finding out the essence of the ghost.

Suddenly, Su Fu turned his head and looked at the kid hiding in the cupboard, revealing an eye from the gap in the cupboard.

Wow, I opened the cupboard.

The kid is naked and pale, holding his knees and hiding in the depths of the cupboard.

Su Fu was frightened by the surging blood on his body.

Su Fu turned his head and looked into the depths of the cupboard.

Inside, the mummified body of a child was tied with a rope, his hands and feet, his mouth open and gave a silent roar.

Su Fu exhaled.

This is also a kid with only stories.

Su Fu pointed to the ghost who fought with the pen fairy and nodded his chest.

Looking at the ghost child lightly.

In fact, the resentment of ghost children is not deep, at least it is much weaker than complaining ghosts.

Under Su Fu's gaze, the ghost child stared at him in amazement.

Then he climbed out of the cupboard.

Run downstairs.

Su Fu glanced at the pen fairy and followed the ghost child.

There are a lot of ghosts in the corridor.

However, Su Fu punched them one by one. Although the resentment invaded the body again, Su Fu was not in a hurry.

Ghost children run fast, and those who complain about ghosts ignore ghost children.

Su Fu was very fast. He followed up while cracking down on the ghost.

Soon, he came to the living room. The ghost child stood on the overturned table and turned around to take a look at Su Fu.

Then he jumped on the overturned table.

Body directly into the ground.

Sue raised her eyebrows and opened the table.

He opened the board under the table. There was a passage under the board, which sent out an unpleasant smell of decay.

Su Fu turned his head. Around the wooden house, black stains appeared.

A resentful ghost lay on his fractured body, opened his mouth and made a click.

Without hesitation, Su Fu walked down the deep passage.

The pale green light of the fire jumped suddenly.

The whole basement loomed in the tragic green fire.

The ghost child crouched timidly in the corner of the basement, holding his knees and staring at Su Fu.

When Su Fu stepped on it, the basement was filled with viscous liquid, which gave off a fishy smell.

Around the basement, there are lutes hanging all over, and each one is broken, just like the one in the room on the second floor.

Su Fu squints.

At the entrance of the basement, there was a click.

The ghost kept falling down the stairs in the basement, twisting his neck and scattering his hair.

Is the real body of the ghost here?

Su Fu turned his head and looked into the basement. Black water stains on the ground began to rise.

Soon, a figure, accompanied by a miserable green light, rose slowly from the water.

It was a woman's body, with scattered hair and bloody skin, bound hands and feet. The woman opened her mouth, and her fuzzy face seemed to have residual panic and resentment before she died.

The ghost at the entrance disappeared.

Instead, the pen fairy controlled the old Yin pen and floated down slowly.

Su Fu glanced at the pen fairy and turned to look at the body again.

Watch carefully.

Suddenly.

Under his gaze, the corpse suddenly opened his eyes, and Su Fu's face changed slightly.

However.

I haven't waited for the ghost to move.

The old Yin pen roared and puffed, pierced the ghost's head, nailed it to the wall

The resentment on the ghost flows along the wall like a tide.

Most of them seemed to be involved in the old Yin pen in the center of her eyebrows.

The crack on the old Yin pen is also recovering soon.

The pen fairy is actually absorbing the resentment of the ghost to recover herself.

Su Fu was a little surprised. Isn't it enough for the pen fairy to complain about his problems?

With the resentment of the ghost being absorbed

The picture in front of Su Fu also began to shake rapidly.

The ghost child shrank in the corner, suddenly raised his hand and waved to Su Fu.

Su Fu glanced at the ghost child, and the picture gradually blurred

When he wakes up.

Is in the black card space.

The ghost bride is still flying around happily holding the black jar in the distance.

"Congratulations on breaking through the four grade dream 'blame ghost' and getting a reward for the mental perception attack skill 'blame ghost gaze'. I wish you were scared to death as soon as possible."

In the black card space, blood words emerge reluctantly.

Su Fu glanced at the unlocked four grade nightmare door. Two wooden figures seemed to notice Su Fu's eyes, raised his hand and called.

Take back your eyes, the four grade nightmare is really difficult, and the degree of horror is really high.

Complaining about ghosts can magnify people's inner fear infinitely.

And there are many separated bodies. He really can't break through this dream without finding the real body.

Of course, the stupid pen fairy also helped a lot.

As for the pen fairy, she actually wants to counter attack and rebel in her dream

Su Fu will remember this account.

With the disappearance of blood words.

Soon, Su Fu's hands condensed a bottle of wine like a glass bottle.

This should be a reward for "ghost watching".

This reward is really personalized, spiritual perception attack skills

Su Fu raised his eyebrows. This reward, the ghost's gaze, is it... Who is pregnant?

It seems very good

Quit the black card.

Su Fu opened his eyes and leaned against the head of the bed. The sky outside the window was hazy. The cat lay at the end of the bed and nestled into a ball of hair.

Take out the old Yin pen. The latter absorbs enough resentment, becomes brand-new again, and the crack disappears.

And

The old Yin pen that absorbed the resentment seems to have undergone some changes that Su Fu didn't know.

But none of this matters.

Su Fu narrowed his eyes slightly and picked up the corners of his mouth slightly.

"Pen fairy, come here quickly. I have 100000. Why do you want to discuss it with you?"

Pen fairy: "shit!"

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