"What kind of trick do you think is entangled with Qin Feng?"
"I think it should be a physical curse!" Qin Xiaowen said with a confident expression: "Brother Qin Feng accidentally killed Qin Jin because he was deceived by this trick. This is a physical curse, and the ghost is always there. It’s a curse type, so it’s a physical curse type combined into one. The most effective way to deal with this kind of weirdness is to repeat the plot and transfer the curse to the next person!”
"Transfer to the next person?"
Qin Feng hesitated: "Doesn't this mean that I want to harm others again?"
"Don't worry about the Holy Mother's heart." Qin Jue gave a simple lesson: "You just need to watch and study hard."
"You're stuck because you've been seduced by it."
"This one just thinks you get along well with it."
"That's why I keep following you."
"So if you want to break this curse, you need to make it think that you and it can't get along at all. If you can't pee in a jar, the monster will naturally stop haunting you."
Qin Jue glanced at Qin Xiaowen: "Looking at the problem, he is still too young."
Qin Xiaowen's cheeks turned red.
With that said, Qin Jue poked Qin Feng: "Go to the toilet."
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Qin Feng walked to the toilet, took a deep breath, and unbuttoned his belt. As expected, a tiny man's head slowly emerged from the toilet.
According to previous reports, Qin Feng should have been frightened at this moment, and then slashed the toilet into pieces with a knife.
But Qin Jue's words kept echoing in Qin Feng's mind: "If you want it to feel that you and it can't pee in the same jar, and you don't have a tacit understanding, it won't continue to pester you."
Qin Feng took a deep breath, held his cock and started to release the water.
The gushing urine carried the heat and poured all over the smiling man's face.
For a moment, the smiling man's smile seemed to stiffen.
Qin Feng closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and finished urinating happily. When he looked down, he could no longer see that damn smiling face. Instead, there was a man's face with a stiff and dull expression.
"It seems that you were... stunned by urine?"
Qin Feng pulled up his pants and left the bathroom silently.
"Go on, go to bed."
"All right!"
Qin Feng was lying on the bed, and the soft pillow unknowingly turned into a man's face, but the familiar smiling expression was gone, and he stared coldly at the back of Qin Feng's head.
Qin Feng estimated that it was almost time, so he turned around, lying on his side and looking at the man under his head.
The two looked at each other, and the man slowly smiled. Is it time to scream like shit?
However, Qin Feng looked at each other for a moment, coughed twice, and spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm into the man's eyes.
"Does it taste fresh, you bastard?"
Qin Feng laughed, and there seemed to be someone else's screams ringing in his ears.
Since then, Qin Feng has never seen this trick again.
"Okay, the problem is solved." Qin Jue leaned against the door frame and said calmly.
Qin Feng climbed out of bed with lingering fear: "Brother Jue, I didn't expect it to be so simple. I was almost driven crazy by this bastard before."
"This is the most troublesome thing to do."
"Huh? Is there an easier way?"
"Yes, just kill him." Qin Jue said casually: "This thing is not physical, it is mental."
"Qin Xiaowen, please listen carefully to me."
"The core of the division between physical and mental categories."
"It's to see if this weird monster will die due to the destruction of its body."
"When the body dies, it really dies. It's the physical kind."
"The body still clings to people after death, that is the spiritual type, also called the soul type."
As he was talking, the deafening sound of helicopter propellers suddenly sounded outside the hotel!
Qin Jue looked sideways out of the window indifferently. At this time, the global magnetic field was in a state of chaos. The helicopter outside was indeed an old-fashioned mechanical helicopter from the last century.
Only a simple navigation function.
The sound of a huge roaring propeller echoed throughout the hotel.
Almost everyone looked out the window in shock.
In the setting sun, a dozen old-fashioned mechanical helicopters were hovering, and there was also a fully armed elite special forces on the ground!
Each special soldier's arm is engraved with a metal pattern: an ancient and domineering oriental dragon hovering!
"That's the Dragon King Palace in Kyoto!"
Chen Long threw himself in front of the window sill, his eyes full of shock: "The Dragon King's Palace, which is said to sweep across the sixteen kingdoms in the north! How could the Dragon King's Palace, the sword of Daxia that protects the country, be inferior to one person and surpass tens of thousands of people, appear in the small Jiangcheng! "
Tap!
A burly man with a missing left eye jumped out of the helicopter, smashed the floor-to-ceiling window on the top floor with his knee, and jumped into the corridor.
"That's one of the four royal guards of the Dragon King Palace!"
Chen Long's pupils shrank suddenly and he hurried out of the room. He bent down and ran to the one-eyed man, and said hurriedly and humbly: "I am the chairman of this hotel. I didn't know that when Wang Wei arrived, I was not welcomed from afar, and sometimes he was far away." welcome......"
The one-eyed man ignored Chen Long at all and walked all the way to the door of Qin Jue's room.
He stretched out his fingers and clicked twice.
This action made Chen Long stunned.
You know, lightly knocking the door twice symbolizes respect and courtesy in traditional etiquette.
One of the four majestic royal guards, the pillar of the country that swept through the sixteen kingdoms in the north, he was rumored to be unruly and arrogant, but he actually showed respect and politeness at this moment? !
Chen Long glanced at the room number and his heart sank.
This room is the presidential suite of Lao Qin’s family!
The door was opened and it was Qin Feng.
Qin Feng stood sideways at the door. In the center of the hall behind him, on the generous brown sofa, Qin Jue crossed his legs and read the news newspaper indifferently.
"Who are you?" Qin Feng frowned and looked at the one-eyed man.
The one-eyed man raised his head and glanced at Qin Jue inside.
"I am one of the royal guards of the Dragon King Palace, Xiaolong!"
The one-eyed man lowered his head slightly towards Qin Jue in the living room and said in a deep voice: "Under the instructions of the number one leader, the Dragon King, and Wang Lao, I invite you, sir, to follow me to Kyoto!"
Chen Long's eyes widened in an instant and he looked at Qin Jue in disbelief. His lips were trembling. He roared in his heart: What kind of luck did this bastard Qin Jue have?
Grandma and the female relatives of the Qin family were alarmed and came out to watch.
Seeing grandma, the one-eyed man lowered his head slightly again.
"The royal guard of the Dragon King Palace, Xiaolong, has met Mrs. Qin."
Grandma smiled and nodded lightly, then looked at Qin Jue worriedly: "Grandson, what's going on?"
"It's okay, Qin Feng, Qin Zhen and your second uncle. You can take good care of the whole family. You can take turns to hunt the weird ones, but there must be a team at home to stay behind."
"yes!"
"Don't worry, nephew!"
Qin Jue stood up, his slender body was engulfed by the sun, and the large area of tattoos leaking from his chest made the one-eyed man feel an extraordinary aura, making his attitude more respectful and serious.
"please!"
"Um."
Qin Jue walked to the window sill, bent his knees at will, and then exploded with amazing jumping power, jumping into the helicopter mountain seven or eight meters away from the window sill.
"Amazing!" The one-eyed man couldn't help but admire in a low voice: "He is worthy of being invited by the three top leaders of the country at the same time!"
