……After one hour……
Feng Xue buttoned up, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, looked at the limp Bixian who seemed to be melting, took out a small wooden sign from his pocket and handed it over.
"You, what else are you doing?!"
Looking at the wooden sign handed over by Feng Xue, the female ghost in school uniform shrank back twice. Although the plastic wrap had been untied at this time, she had no intention of running away, as if she had completely forgotten that she was a ghost.
"Good thing, temporary labor contract. After all, there is no heaven here, and you are not from the Taoist system. I can't directly give you the nun, so I'll make do with it for now."
Feng Xue explained casually and threw the wooden sign towards Bixian.
The female ghost in school uniform watched the wooden sign flying toward her, and subconsciously reached out to catch it. But the next moment, she threw it up high like a hot potato, but she didn't dare to throw it away, so she could only keep holding it. Pick it up with your hands.
This scene that looked like a funny animation lasted for about fifty seconds. The "high temperature" on the wooden sign seemed to have finally dissipated. The expression of the female ghost in school uniform who was holding the wooden sign changed slightly. She was about to speak. The unsightly school uniform was immediately replaced by a fairy-like skirt, and even her hairstyle became a classic bun.
"Yi Suan Xingjun's waist card, you have to hold a certificate to work, it is a job that calculates people's life expectancy. Don't write it down after you get on the job. Just write down your damn temper in everything you do. Don't let people beat you to death again."
"Ah... this is the unspoken rule in the legend?" Girl Bixian turned her head slightly and looked at the wooden sign in confusion. Feng Xue said with a dark expression on her face:
"How do you talk? It's you who insists on getting on top of me, right?"
When the Bixian heard this, he cried out: "Who would have thought that you are so cheating! I am just a Bixian, and you burned two short incense and one long one, and you didn't send me away. You even lit a white candle. , you still blame me in the end? You are such a big shot and you are just making calculations from heaven. Why do you ask a pen fairy to count? And you know that I can write to death, so if you give me a position that calculates my life span, do you just hope that I will make mistakes so that I can be punished? Kill him!"
"Good guy, if I give you the Siming Star Lord, do you dare to accept it? Do you, a student girl, want to be the Wenchang Emperor, or the Ziwei Star Lord? Otherwise, I will give you the Judge Dangdang? Then you hook a monkey?"
Feng Xue rolled her eyes and took out a few more wooden signs from her pocket, as if you dare to ask for them and I will give them to you. When the Bixian girl who had no idea about Xingjun heard these names, she immediately He gave up, hugged Yisuan Xingjun's temporary worker badge in his arms, and said weakly:
"This is pretty good. I'm pretty good at math. Well, isn't it just about calculating lifespan? Can I also use calculus?"
"Good boy~ Okay, come back to the pen." Feng Xue waved the expensive pen. The Pen Fairy girl looked down at her new clothes, and finally nodded, turning into a wisp of green smoke and going back. In the pen.
Not to mention, the change was really immediate after being sealed as a god. Not to mention anything else, the cold aura disappeared all of a sudden, and even the special effects turned into curls of smoke.
"By the way, where is your ancestral grave? If I have time tomorrow, I will insert you into your ancestral grave. It will be regarded as the smoke coming out of the ancestral grave."
Feng Xue flicked her fingers, and the pen rotated dexterously on her fingertips. The pen fairy living in the pen was upset, but she didn't dare to speak loudly, so she could only say weakly:
"Where did I come from my ancestral grave? I don't even know who I am, okay?"
"Don't you know how to calculate? Can't you calculate on your own?"
Feng Xue took a bottle of Fantasy Coke from Infinite City from her pocket and poured it into her mouth. However, the Pen Fairy girl was completely off guard by this sentence. She popped out of the pen and followed her. A half-body like a djinn was floating outside and said angrily:
"Don't you know that Bixian can't ask about his lifetime and cause of death? Don't think that just because you can fight, you can violate taboos! Bixian also has dignity!"
"Oh." Feng Xue nodded calmly. The Bixian girl suddenly lost confidence. After a moment of hesitation, she said even more weakly:
"Well, why don't you give me something I can do? For example, ask about the weather tomorrow? Or what's for lunch?"
"You can actually figure out what to eat for lunch?" Feng Xue's eyes widened with disbelief on her face. When the Bixian girl saw this, she immediately puffed up her chest and said proudly:
"I dare not say anything about my marriage and future, but this kind of thing is still very simple. Let me do the math...Eh? Do you want to have hot pot for lunch today? Speaking of which, there is hot pot here?"
"Oh, let's have instant noodles for lunch today." Feng Xue spread her hands and pinned the expensive pen to her chest. When the Pen Fairy girl heard this, she became unhappy on the spot and angrily said:
"It's boring for you to be like this, and I've already calculated that you will definitely eat hot pot. Even if you want to eat something else, you won't be able to eat it for various reasons. Even if you make up your mind not to eat, you will still have at least one bite. The hot pot is delivered to your mouth."
Feng Xue looked at the pen fairy girl, slightly concerned. She looked at the effect of the expensive pen again, and after confirming that there were no new changes, she asked suspiciously: "Is it so powerful?"
"Yes, my ability is divination, or the prediction is inaccurate, but once the prediction is accurate, unless there is direct intervention by a power higher than my divination, it will definitely come true. Let's put it this way, if I calculate that a person will be in If he dies one day in ten years, then before that day comes, whether this person is beheaded, gutted, or burned with water, even if you send him to outer space, he will live until that day. Of course, Most of the time I can’t calculate my death date.”
"It doesn't sound very strong. After all, your strength is just that." Feng Xue curled her lips and suddenly thought about taking out the ghost hand. After all, in the supernatural world, the ghost hand can do anything. It's strong, the only problem is that it's not very controllable.
"Don't underestimate me!" Girl Bi Xian was furious. She stared, trying to make a scary face like a ghost seeking life, but now she is in the ranks of a fairy. Although she is a temporary worker, her appearance is But there are requirements. No matter how fierce it is, it is just a majestic and full of sullenness, without the slightest bit of spookiness and horror at all.
However, the pen fairy lady obviously did not have this awareness. She made an angry gesture like an angry fairy and angrily said:
"Although my strength is not very good, divination is not calculated based on the strength of the diviner, but based on the divination system. I used to do supernatural divination, and the algorithm is the rule of the entire supernatural system, so it will show that 'before the day of death comes "You will not die even if you are chopped into pieces." Now that I have this supernatural performance, I will also add the Star King system, so to break through my divination, I must at least break through the supernatural system and astrology of this world at the same time. Only the system can do it.”
"..." After listening to Bixian's words, Feng Xue did not refute, but started to think in her heart.
He was sure that this was definitely not the original setting of Bixian. In other words, the pen itself was actually a setting similar to the death flag. As long as you played Bixian, you would be attacked by Bixian. Bixian was just a bad person. It is just a derivative with special characteristics, and it is absolutely impossible to have such a priority that is close to "power". This can be seen from the fact that he couldn't even find a [beep——] liquid when he asked the Pen Fairy Queen in Infinite City. two.
"So, the reason why Bixian can still maintain such a high degree of personality after I put away the girly filter should be a problem with this world...or to be more specific, it is a certain power in this world that gives ghosts' designs Certainly'."
(End of chapter)
