Chapter 420

When Yin Xinyue came back from buying a box of rice, I was checking things from the computer while calling people. After I hung up, she asked me, "brother Zhang, who are you calling?"

"The editorial department, the number I found on the Internet, asked them about some writers."

After that, I made these two books very popular, but at the last moment, I suddenly abandoned the pit. The following comment started from scolding the author for being irresponsible and being casual with the eunuch. When I heard about the death of the author, the comment turned into words of regret and regret.

That's probably why their spirits are bound.

I told Yin Xinyue this idea, and she said in surprise, "is it a kind of resentment that the pit is not completed?"

"Of course, although I didn't realize it myself, this feeling must be particularly tangled. This pen is bound by this resentment..." I explained.

"Is it a coincidence?" Yin Xinyue asked.

"No, it's this pen. Everyone dies near the end of the book." I took a deep breath and said.

"That is to say, Meng Dongye will die as long as the script is about to end?"

"In his present state of mind and body, it is very possible!" I said worriedly.

I asked Yin Xinyue to do me a favor. She has a wide range of contacts. I'd like to see if she can get in touch with the publishing houses of two entity writers and get the manuscripts of their last book.

There is only one way to resolve the grievances of these four ghosts. Fill in the pit for them!

This may be the most difficult thing I have ever done since I started my career, and I can't make sure for a while. I think I need help.

Tonight, I'm going to make a way to suppress the power of the pen a little bit. If it does less harm to Meng Dongye for a few days, I'll have a few more days.

is still a few hours away from the evening. I told Yin Xinyue that if I was too busy, I would go out and hang around. I stayed and kept it. She said it didn't matter.

I have nothing to do. I just read the fantasy novel. Yin Xinyue asked me, "brother Zhang, do you think about writing a book when you retire? I think it will be seen by many people to write down your experiences. "

"See if you have time. Maybe you are busy sending your eldest son to school every day, teaching her second daughter to read, changing his youngest son's diapers, and never having time to write."

Yin Xinyue said with a smile, "it's greedy. The country is only allowed to have two children now. How many more are you going to have?"

"Two, one male and one female, that's good." I touched Yin Xinyue's face.

Seeing no one around me, my lust broke out again. I took Yin Xinyue to bed to make a eldest son. She half pushed and half said: "in other people's homes, do you pay attention to the impact?"

"It doesn't matter. He sleeps like a dead pig."

"Then keep your voice down..."

Just as we were busy, Pockmarked Li came back. We hurriedly sat in a critical position, pretending that nothing had happened.

Pockmarked Li, carrying a big bag and sweating, said: "brother Zhang, do you think I can do things quickly? I'll finish it in two hours."

"That's amazing. You're getting better at things..." I gave him a perfunctory compliment.

We chatted for a while. At about six o'clock, the three took turns to go out for dinner.

It was getting dark. I started to prepare. I took all the things out of the bag. The whole wolf skin, ink, rooster blood, brush, silk thread, ox tail.

Meng Dongye was woken up by the noise, rubbed his eyes and said, "how did I fall asleep? Mr. Zhang, has it already begun? "

"I'm preparing. Just sit by."

Meng Dongye is very interested to see me decorate in the house. First, I light the tail of the cow and smoke it inside and outside the house. The tail of the cow is an uncommon Exorcist, because the cow has been using its tail to drive away mosquitoes and flies all its life. This tail also has a little exorcism function, but its effect is far less than that of rooster blood and ten thousand people's money.

These four writers are not fierce spirits, so they don't need those things that are too powerful, for fear of hurting them.

I used smoke to smoke all the rooms, leaving only the bathroom without smoke. When the four ghosts were driven out of the pen, they would naturally drill into it. Once the ghost was pulled out, the power of the pen would be greatly weakened.

Then I mixed the rooster's blood and ink, drew a big array on the living room floor, tied the fancy pen with silk thread in the middle of the room, and covered it with rooster's blood. Then hang a few ordinary wolf hair pens around it and arrange them according to the eight trigrams. All the ropes are almost the same length, except for the position of the Kan trigrams. The rope for hanging the brush is a little shorter!

Meng Dongye was curious. He asked me what it was and what it was. I was patient to explain to him.

After all preparation, I shook off the wolf skin. Meng Dongye asked me what the wolf skin was for. I explained: "there are two materials for the brush, one is the wolf hair, the other is the rabbit hair! The so-called wolf hair is actually the hair of weasel. I just looked at it. Rabbit made this wonderful pen. Rabbit is afraid of wolves, so you can put on this wolf skin to ensure your safety for a while. ""It makes sense!" Meng Dongye nodded his head: "I used to see those masters' way of climbing the altar and putting them in a mess. I thought you were all in a mess. It makes sense in everything. I admire you."

I smiled and said, "are you making things up at random?"

"Of course not. Although the plot is fictional, it needs to be reasonable to make sense."

"It's the same in our industry. We can't use anything we should or shouldn't use. We can't do anything about it."

I put the wolf skin on him and told him to go to the bedroom to stay. I didn't tell him not to come out. Then I sat cross legged on the living room floor and began to chant incantations. Soon, the eight pens hanging from the ceiling shook and the lights in the room began to flicker.

"Brother Zhang, the battle is on!" Yin Yueyue said excitedly.

I nodded and continued to chant. The eight pens moved more and more violently, and then the fresh pen in the middle began to respond. Instead of shaking, it turned around from left to right, as if trying to break the rope.

Life and beauty pen itself is not a powerful Yin thing. The whole array suppresses its aura to death! If everything goes well tonight, I intend to force out four spirits and suppress them directly.

Soon, a drop of black liquid appeared on the tip of the pen. In the process of dropping, it slowly turned into a person's upper body shape. The bigger it became, the larger it became. At last, the ghost of the first writer came out of the tip of the pen difficultly

After it fell to the ground, it twitched for a few times, got up, and sprang to me, who was sitting on the edge of the array. However, it ran into an invisible barrier, left and right for a long time, and finally ran away in the direction of the trigram.

As soon as he escaped out of the array, he choked his throat. The smell of oxtail was like poison gas to him. At last, he wandered all over the room and ran into the bathroom.

I gave Li Mazi the Bodhisattva talisman. I asked him to close the door of the toilet first and paste the talisman on it. I told him to open it later.

When Pockmarked Li promised to go, the second ghost came out of the pen. However, it was not as lucky as the first ghost. After a long time in the gossip array, it couldn't find a way out. At last, it was exhausted and forced into a common brush.

I immediately pulled the pen down, soaked it in the mixture of ink and chicken blood, and asked Yin Xinyue to take a brush from the bag to fill the gossip position.