Zombie: Sorcery Automatically Maxes Out

　　Qiu Sheng was stunned for a moment.

　　Too wrinkled?

　　This is obviously new, right?

　　"Go!"

　　Lin Jiu urged.

　　Above, let this stinky boy look indifferent.

　　These last two sentences are absolutely not allowed to be seen.

　　"Oh!"

　　Qiusheng's heart moved.

　　I think there must be a big secret on this notice.

　　However, how could the master use such a lame excuse to support himself.

　　Immediately, he moved in his heart and pretended to leave.

　　"Yangjian's appointed printer, Lin Jiu!"

　　Lin Jiu muttered words and continued to write.

　　However, when the pen fell, the words "Lin Jiu" in his mouth became the three words Lin Fengjiao.

　　He called himself Lin Jiu.

　　But he is ranked ninth in his family, this generation.

　　And his real name is Lin Fengjiao.

　　It's a somewhat feminine-sounding name.

　　Therefore, since Lin Jiu became sensible, he abandoned it.

　　However, this printing of money is a public affair, but it has to be used.

　　Therefore, over the years, his notice has been hidden to the death.

　　Don't let the two apprentices see it.

　　But he was afraid that his real name would be leaked out.

　　"Oh, so Master's real name is Lin Fengjiao."

　　Just when Lin Jiu stopped writing, Qiu Sheng suddenly rushed over.

　　Then, his eyes lit up.

　　A mischievous smile appeared on his face: "It's so nice, Gillian Gillian Gillian..."

　　Lin Jiu's face slowly became stiff.

　　Looking at Qiusheng's eyes, there is a little more chill.

　　Then, he suddenly raised his hand to make this bastard look good.

　　I don't want to, Qiusheng was already prepared, turned around, and jumped in the air, jumping off the second floor and escaping.

　　This was what he had planned for a long time.

　　Otherwise, how could he dare to tease the master without thinking of a way out.

　　"Humph--"

　　Lin Jiu snorted coldly and kicked out a wooden stick beside the sound.

　　The stick rolled off the second floor before Qiusheng.

　　Autumn falls.

　　With his martial arts, he should have landed firmly on the ground.

　　I don't want to, Lin Jiu has already settled everything.

　　The wooden stick just rolled onto the foothold where Qiu Sheng fell.

　　Snapped--

　　Qiu Sheng slumped and sat on the ground.

　　"Ouch--"

　　The excruciating pain caused him to take a deep breath.

　　"A Jiao, A Jiao, doesn't it sound good? I warn you, if anyone knows the name, I will only ask you."

　　Lin Jiu stood on the second floor, waiting for Qiu Sheng downstairs, and said viciously.

　　"Hurry up and pack up, burn it."

　　The coins printed every day must be transported back to the underworld on the same day.

　　This way of luck, of course, is to burn.

　　On that day, there were also special methods and incantations for burning the coins.

　　Otherwise, it will not be transported to the underworld.

　　"Oh!"

　　Qiu Sheng rubbed his ass and started to do business.

　　Business is done.

　　Lin Jiu frowned: "I haven't seen Wencai all night, where did you go?"

　　I and Qiusheng have been busy here all night.

　　Wen Cai that guy disappeared.

　　This made Lin Jiu very dissatisfied. .

Chapter 380

　　"Oh, he knows he's short, so he's going to take a seat and watch the play first."

　　Qiusheng shook his head.

　　This guy, Wencai, has only two hobbies, women and drama.

　　Because of money, a woman, he doesn't dare to think about it now.

　　So as long as there are dramas around, he will not miss it.

　　"What place does it occupy? Tonight's play is for ghosts - well!"

　　Lin Jiu was suddenly unhappy.

　　He wasn't worried about Wencai's accident.

　　After all, now Wen Cai is a mage, and ordinary ghosts should avoid him.

　　He was afraid of literary talents, and accidentally messed up yin and yang, damaged yin and virtue, and was not good for future cultivation.

　　"I just want to sing it for ghosts because I'm tired of singing it to people."

　　Qiusheng was speechless.

　　Although he also listened to the play.

　　However, it is not as fascinating as the literary talent.

　　Meat and vegetarian are not taboo!

　　"Go and have a look."

　　Lin Jiu still felt uneasy.

　　Step outside.

　　-

　　"If you don't open your eyes, it's not crowded here, that is, it's a bit cold!"

　　In a wasteland not far from Yizhuang, in the newly built stage, Wen Cai was biting on the sugar cane and looked with interest at the troupe on the stage who was winking at him.

　　He naturally knew that those in the troupe were reminding him to drive him away. After all, tonight's play was for ghosts, not for people.

　　It's not that people can't listen to it, it's just that people who are a little weaker together with ghosts are afraid that they will become seriously ill.

　　This is still light, if it is entangled by ghosts, it will be even worse, and even life is not guaranteed.

　　However, he is not an ordinary person, but a Taoist priest, or a mage from Maoshan.

　　Where can I be afraid of these lonely ghosts.

　　It was at this moment that Lin Jiu and Qiu Sheng appeared at the back door of the stage.

　　"Master, where is Wen Cai?"

　　Qiusheng pointed to the literati who was there leisurely.

　　He is now very close to the mage.

　　So although he couldn't see the ghost, he could sense the gloom and coldness in the room.

　　Knowing that this room must be full now.

　　"This kid, you go... ah, forget it, don't go, so as not to disturb these ghosts."

　　Lin Jiu shook his head.

　　He wanted Qiu Sheng to call Wen Cai back.

　　However, after thinking about it, it felt wrong.

　　At this moment, the gloomy wind whistled, and in midair, a female ghost in a black dress fell down and landed next to Wen Cai.

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