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Han Zifeng replied: "Do you watch Harry Potter?" This was a movie about wizards from a few years ago. It was very different from the version of the world she had watched and lived in.

Big brother: "Do you know what's wrong?"

Zifeng: "I saw the live version. Do you want to capture a few and study them? Also, is there really a Thor here? Do you want to capture them and study them? Is there a Spider-Man here? Do you want to capture them and study them? Are there any mermaids, not mermaids? Do you want to capture them and study them?..."

Big brother: "Stop, first of all, we don't do human experiments."

Zifeng complained: "They don't have anyone, right? Besides, they don't have to arrest their own people, right?"

The eldest brother said speechlessly: "That's the second thing. The second thing is, if you want to catch, you should also catch some Western dragons, mermaids and the like. Wizards don't want them. This kind of thing is too useless. Also, Thor, Spider-Man and so on, are real over there?" No. Priest, if you kick out the church and all of them are priests, it will be difficult for them to add blood. Vampires are zombie mutants, and there are also werewolves. It feels like the creatures got rabies after being spliced ​​together."

Zifeng said speechlessly: "Wait, the evaluation is so low?"

Big brother: "If you are confident, your evaluation is so low."

Zifeng: "Okay, big brother, I will bring souvenirs back." Others didn't think much of this, but my eldest brother felt that the meaning of souvenirs should be equated with Frog Cub's souvenirs.

Under the guidance of the gangster uncle, the crew temporarily changed to her house. Zifeng looked at the uncle, then looked at the uncle again, and asked questioningly: "Did you build this house yourself, or did you buy it from someone else? "

The uncle replied: "The original owner is, so I bought the house."

Zifeng asked: "What about that? What decoration and rectification did you do?"

The uncle said: "No."

Zifeng entered the room, waved his hand, looked at the situation in the room, and said: "Uncle, what do you want me to say about you? Are you not a free spirit, just a bitch? Don't you know that this family died unexpectedly? Or should I say? Death looks weird?"

Uncle: "I know, I asked the master to see it."

Zifeng retorted: "Otherwise you would have died long ago." She was silent for a moment and said: "The story here is this. During the war, the original owner of this house was a war criminal and invader. They burned, killed, looted, and killed many Indians, so when the house was built, those Indians cursed the house. What was originally a good Feng Shui house turned into a good one.”

"The second owner of the house was a murderer. Those who died unjustly stayed by the murderer's side. As a result, the feng shui of this house changed from good to a good owner. The family of the third owner of this house , it can also be regarded as the category of complaining ghosts and seeking lives. The male master is not taboo about sleeping with women, so he has offended the voodoo girl. There is a layer of voodoo insects under the whole house. "

"The fourth wave, that is, your ex, has made this haunted house famous. This ex is a Chinese female star. Her husband is not the ex-husband, nor is he right, more like a dog licker, a carpenter. A woman's achievements, at least when she is a carpenter. He worked part-time and relied on his crafts to make a living. Now that she has gotten up, she wants to break up, but this foreign man of the woman is still relatively powerful, so the man took advantage of the fact that there was no one at home and used the art of hating the enemy."

"So, your house is a house full of malice. I'm curious, how much money did you give that master? It's less than five million. You owe me a lot of favors. That master..." Zifeng closed After a moment of calculation, he said: "It's a tough life, but I didn't get poisoned to death."

The gang boss didn't know what to say. Zifeng thought about it and asked the director to withdraw first. Zhang Xiuxiu said, "What can't you watch?"

Zifeng said speechlessly: "What can we see? You are really not afraid of death! Uncle, except you, everyone else will clear the place."

The gang boss naturally knew that the follow-up problems would be quite troublesome, so he naturally sent a group of troublesome celebrities away. Zifeng looked at it and calmly grabbed her hand. A mass of black energy was visible to the naked eye on her hand. The black energy was still there. is constantly increasing.

Some insects could still be seen inside. When the black air stopped coming out of the house, Zifengjiao stamped on the ground and shouted: "Open the ghost door."

As soon as she finished speaking, a black, hole-like thing appeared next to her. Zifeng sensed it and slid the black ball in his hand into the underworld, and said: "The souls are random, and they are not necessarily good people. You can handle it yourself." ." After saying that, he waved his hand again and the door disappeared.

Zifeng said to the gangster uncle: "First, you need to thank the master again; secondly, you are a gangster, and you want to pay homage to Guan Gong, right? Remember, put one at home; thirdly, whether it is to kiss Guan Gong or not, , or moving in, use fire, one at a time in every corner of the room, what I mean is, take the brazier and go around the house."

"Also, you are the gang boss anyway. If you want to move in, call me some more and come to your house to have fun for a few days, virgin." The gang boss nodded, this is easier. Zifeng continued: "Also, when the stove is built, it should be filled with fireworks, popularity, and Yang." The gang boss nodded.

Zifeng said calmly: "Okay, it's done, I'm back to the team." The gang boss handed over a card, but Zifeng didn't accept it and said: "Okay, I got it, you can do more good things. For example, corrupt officials and so on. Yes, you are a gangster anyway, so I’ll slap you and send you back. For example, there are other things that have to do with China. Oh yes, the point is, China is doing good things. Okay, okay, I’m not bad at that." After saying that, he left, but before leaving, he still gave the uncle his eldest brother's phone number.

When his eldest brother heard his sister's surprising thoughts, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he was very thoughtful. After she returned to the team, the rest of the team shut up. Only Zhang Xiuxiu asked: "How much did you cheat others?"

Zifeng replied disgustedly: "You still charge for this little thing? You haven't seen the money, have you?"

Zhang Xiuxiu: "Isn't this kind of thing a loss of life?"

Zifeng retorted: "That's called not being good at academics and living a long life."

Everyone in the live broadcast room was silent. The Taoist priests felt a little distressed. How could they break it? Zhang Xiuxiu: "You blow, and we will watch you blow silently."

Zifeng nodded and said, "Okay, what do I call special effects?" After saying that, she teleported away, and she appeared directly in front of the old man who had helped her uncle get rid of the evil.

The old Taoist said: "The poor Taoist Yun Xunzi. I wonder what you call me, senior?"

Zifeng replied calmly: "Nuwa. Internship version."

Yun Xunzi was silent. Zifeng took out the demon refining pot and looked at the old man's age. He took out a small bottle of potion and said, "Refining it drop by drop. It's a benefit to help others without fear of life and death."