How can a ghost be happy? The ghosts who can be happy have long been saved.
But the fat ghost found that his resentment was flowing outward, and his mood, full of malicious resentment, was gradually calming down.
This made him feel scared. Seeing the resentment flowing out, he subconsciously wanted to catch them back.
Why my mood is getting better and better is definitely not because of those two hundred million yuan bills!
Jiu Yuanzi grabbed the fat ghost's left hand, which was wearing the yellow-level magic weapon she had trained with more than a dozen gauntlets.
She calls it the Motoko Glove.
The effect has been proven for a long time. People who are touched by the gloves will feel better inexplicably.
But this has limitations, it mainly depends on the other party's cultivation level and your own cultivation level.
But affecting a ghost is no problem at all.
Seeing the resentment on the fat ghost being driven away by Motoko's gloves, she intuitively understood where this good mood came from.
Drive away the negative emotions, and only positive and happy emotions will remain.
Even if you don’t want to be happy in your heart, you can only be happy.
Jiu Yuanzi shook the Ming coins in his hand and said to the fat ghost: "As long as you have money, all your wishes will come true. It's easy to get them. Just answer me a question, where is the ship?"
"Can that revive me? Otherwise I won't say anything." The fat ghost said.
Jiu Yuanzi looked at him and immediately laughed out loud. He put the Ming Coin away with his right hand and pressed it on his face.
"Conversion, carbon monoxide," she said flatly.
Then she took out a lighter from her right hand, turned it around in her fingers, and lit it with a flame.
"Boom!" The small flame on the lighter suddenly turned into a line of fire and went directly into the fat ghost's mouth and nose.
"Bang!" There was another loud noise, and the fat ghost exploded from the inside out.
The shock wave burst out with black resentment, making everyone present unable to open their eyes, and mahjong flipped over.
Gong Yangyan hurriedly picked up her cards and took a quick look at Jiu Yuanzi and Ai Zijia's cards.
You don’t need to look at the fake guy, you don’t even know if it’s acting crazy.
Gong Yangyan wrote down the cards that Sister Jiu wanted to play, quickly looked away, and sorted out her own cards.
The fat ghost was blown away.
The dojo didn't give any hints on how to solve the puzzle, and Shu Motoko didn't solve the purification. She just blew up a ghost and couldn't count her success in the trial.
Jiu Motoko quickly blocked the overturned cards with his hands, stared at everyone warily and said, "Don't peek at my cards."
Then she quickly took a look at Ai Zijia's cards. The cards were so stinky that she couldn't even tell them after twenty rounds.
"Come on, let's continue playing cards." Jiu Yuanzi rubbed his hands and touched the cards.
Ai Zijia stared at her blankly, unable to recover for a long time.
The ghost just said one sentence and was killed.
Are good sisters so moody?
She was very scared, and suddenly recalled that she had been swallowed by the stairs before, and they were so calm and indifferent when they rescued her.
If she had not agreed with the ninety-one points at that time, the good sisters would definitely have watched themselves being completely devoured by the Staircase Ghost.
She couldn't help but become frightened, and the hand holding the card shook very badly.
This is because she misunderstood Jiu Motoko. She will definitely save people if she saves them, but the ninety-one points will definitely make her agree. It's just that one is voluntary and the other is repaying a favor.
"Five pieces." Gong Yangyan took apart her pair of five pieces and typed one out.
Jiu Motoko pushed the cards, "What a fool!"
"Ah, Sister Jiu is so lucky. I saw that no one came out with five items for a long time, so I wanted to split up the team, but unexpectedly, I fired the gun." Gong Yangyan said with an annoyed slap on the forehead.
Jiu Motoko, a mahjong novice, said seasonedly: "Whether it's five lines, five barrels or fifty thousand, throw it out as soon as you get it. This thing is the easiest to light."
"Um."
The two happily exchanged their experiences on playing mahjong, pushed the cards into the machine, and let it shuffle automatically.
Gongyang Yan saw Ai Zijia sitting there stiffly, looking very indifferent. It was clear that they were cleaning together in the toilet just now, and their relationship was already very harmonious.
She then asked: "What's wrong with you?"
Ai Zijia endured it and said, "I was thinking that the ghost said something wrong and why was it killed."
"Sister Jiu, do you need a reason to kill a ghost? Just kill it." Gong Yangyan said with a smile.
She looked like she didn't know what was going on, and whatever Sister Jiu did was correct, she was a symptom of a serious fan.
Ai Zijia didn't expect that women could be lickers to women, and thought it was only possible between opposite sexes.
Jiu Motoko did give her an explanation, "Didn't he say that he wanted to be resurrected, otherwise he wouldn't have said anything."
"Yes, he said it." Ai Zijia responded.
Jiu Yuanzi threw the dice, and then said while taking the cards: "I can't help him. I can't resurrect him. He is so ugly and I don't want to put it away and give it to Mr. Ning to use as a silicone doll." What else can we do if we don’t kill him?”
"Ah, this." Ai Zijia was shocked.
What's the point? In addition to agreeing to the other party's conditions and killing the other party, there is also the option of letting him go.
Gong Yangyan looked at her frightened look and asked curiously: "Is there nothing wrong with you?"
"Your company is so bad. If you see someone else in the dojo having good things, you will kill and rob someone. You are such a holy lady, does the company let you come in and die?"
she said bluntly.
Sister Jiu is so kind. If the people from Yuxiao Company need help, they help her twice.
If you want to say 91 points, can her efficiency be better than mine?
He didn't help at all, so he attracted ghosts three times and talked about whether to kill ghosts or not.
Gong Yangyan was like a beast guarding its prey. He felt that Ai Zijia had intruded into his territory and wanted to steal Sister Jiu's attention from her.
If a man joins the gang, she won't think so, and the handsome guy won't come to take her place as a follower.
But it's hard to say about women. Sister Jiu doesn't need two female followers.
Jiu Yuanzi also looked at Ai Zijia, making her hair stand on end. She quickly lowered her head to make it look like she was playing cards very hard.
Where is Yuan Zhouli?
Why hasn't this bad man come to find me yet? snort! Break up when you go back.
Ai Zijia was very scared.
I don’t know if it’s because the first floor was flooded, or if it’s just three ghosts a night, the quantity is limited.
No more ghosts appeared after that, and they played mahjong smoothly all night.
Finally, daybreak came.
The landlady walked out of the room on the third floor wearing slippers and went to the second floor to make breakfast on the first floor.
Then standing at the top of the stairs, she was stunned looking at the stairs that were almost broken in half.
Moreover, I also saw the reflection of water at the bottom of the stairs.
Is that water?
After reacting, the landlady rushed down from the second floor in a few steps, stepped into the water, looked at the living room, grabbed her hair, and screamed: "Ah! My home, my stairs, my floor, my furniture!" "
The four of them sat at the dining table and looked at the roaring landlady. Jiu Motoko silently put away the mahjong table.
"Honey! Come down here quickly, the water pipe burst." The proprietress shouted, stepping on the water and looking around. The more she looked, the angrier she became. The floor was soaked.
When she saw the toilet, she was stunned.
She suddenly turned her head to look at Jiu Motoko and the others, her eyes so fierce that she seemed to want to eat them alive right now.
The boss was called down by her. Looking at the messy home, the muscles on his face kept twitching. He finally endured it and silently began to repair the water pipes.
One of the couple opened the door and swept the water, and the other was knocking and doing repairs with their backs to everyone. The water in the house was obviously reduced, and it finally stopped completely within a few minutes.
The boss wiped the water splashed on his face with the back of his hand, and suddenly a wrench was handed over to him.
"Twist it with this." Jiu Yuanzi said.
The boss subconsciously took it and twisted it against the water pipe.
Durability: 108
"Bang!" All the water pipes on the third floor of the house burst.
The players were startled and all rushed out of the room. Water spurted out, flowing out of the room and down the corridor and down the stairs.
The boss looked at the wrench in his hand, and veins popped out on his head.
Jiu Yuanzi said: "Boss, your repair skills are not good."
"Ah!" The boss lost his mind, grabbed the wrench and hit Jiu Yuanzi.
Jiu Yuanzi floated across the water, dodged easily, and fled forward.
The boss was so angry that he chased her and swung a wrench to kill her.
The two of them chased each other and came to the stairs. Jiu Motoko did not go upstairs. The old lady of the family was holding on to the stairs and was trembling downstairs.
Jiu Motoko dodges, and the boss hits the stairs with a wrench.
"Crash!" The already dilapidated stairs collapsed instantly.
Durability: 107
The old lady also fell down the stairs and hit the floor unable to move.
"Boss, you beat your mother to death." Jiu Yuanzi took advantage of the moment when the boss was distracted, used his spiritual power to snatch the wrench from the air, put it away, and then said calmly.
