Thinking of the black rabbit in the cage, the little pen fairy was instantly filled with resentment.
It was almost weak after Zaizai took a deep breath of Yin Qi, but now it became full of Yin Qi again.
Zaizai looked at it, narrowing his beautiful big black eyes.
She noticed a strange problem.
Normally, ghosts rarely return to their full strength in a short period of time after being sucked in by her so fiercely, but this ghost in front of them seemed different.
why?
Zaizai frowned and thought, but couldn't figure it out.
But I don’t understand why it will delay her from continuing to work?
Of course there is no delay!
It was determined that the ghost in front of him was special, so Zaizai would no longer be able to control it when he swallowed the Yin Qi later.
She wanted to see how special the ghost in front of her was, and he had the audacity to go to the back of her daddy's manor to play tricks on her brothers.
Zai Zai's small mouth grew. It was completely opposite to eating some and leaving some and eating some at first. Instead, he began to eat with big mouthfuls.
Bixian’s younger brother: “…”
no!
Hey, ancestors!
Even if it could regain its strength immediately, it still wouldn't be able to withstand this ancestor's creation!
It will completely disappear!
This is killing the goose that lays the egg!
Zaizai doesn’t care!
Filling your stomach is the most important thing!
Xiao Jiang's brother still has half of the nine-headed bird waiting for her to devour, but her body is seriously injured and has not recovered, so she needs the nourishment of yin energy.
Eat like crazy!
"Ooooooo!"
The rich Yin Qi that surged around the Bixian boy's body disappeared visibly with the naked eye, and slowly became shallow... The brush that had already become thicker than an adult's thigh now became the thickness of ordinary chopsticks...
Bixian's little brother was so frightened that his hair exploded again, and Zaizai reminded him while eating.
"Pay attention to the handwriting, otherwise my four brothers will not be able to read clearly."
The four Huo brothers all shouted loudly, as if they had some kind of telepathy.
"Bixian Bixian, can you write more neatly? We can't recognize it again."
Brother Bixian was so frightened by the loud voices of the four brothers of the Huo family that his pen trembled, and a large pool of blood flowed on the stone table in front of the four brothers of the Huo family.
The three brothers Huo Silin, Huo Sijin and Huo Sijue exchanged glances with each other.
This letter must be written very neatly, otherwise you will be punished.
Huo Sichen warned seriously: "... Bixian Bixian, please remember to write one stroke at a time, otherwise I really won't be able to recognize it!"
Ahhhhh!
It really wants to cut that black rabbit into pieces!
It's all the black rabbit's fault!
Look at the second-in-command in the pen fairy world. What kind of work is he doing now? What kind of life is he living like this?
Is this what you call the Bixian?
This is called playing with the dead pen fairy!
Is it okay if he doesn’t want to pawn this cent?
Please bring me another pen fairy!
Zaizai, who was sitting on the threshold of the steps, stared at it gloomily and gave him an ultimatum.
"I will give you one last chance!"
The little pen fairy burst into tears and started writing from scratch, stroke by stroke, using the fastest and most neat handwriting.
This time it didn't dare to think about anything anymore, it only had two thoughts in its mind.
Come and strike that black rabbit to death with thunder, and then write this π in the fastest and most neat handwriting!
But π is too difficult to write.
π is endless!
Brother Bixian's anger surged again, and the Yin Qi became extremely strong again. Zaizai took another big gulp, and Brother Bixian...
"Sir, instead of killing the goose and getting the eggs, why don't you keep the little one and take it home to eat?"
Zaizai looked at it in confusion with his big confused eyes.
"I'm eating Yin Qi. Where did the chicken come from? Where did the eggs come from? What eggs?"
The little pen fairy was choked directly.
Zaizai added on the ground: "You have an owner. Is it unethical for Zaizai to take back other people's things and keep them and eat them? Your master can't find out who swallowed them until he swallowed them outside!"
Bixian’s younger brother: “…”
This ancestor... Brother Bixian really couldn't help crying!
You think this little fat kid is smart? She doesn't even know what it means to kill a chicken to get the eggs.
Do you think she is stupid?
She's so smart that she doesn't get caught eating other things!
Brother Bixian is almost depressed!
But even if I am almost depressed, I have to continue writing π.
So the four brothers of the Huo family slowly discovered that there were some wet things on both sides of the blood-red numbers on the stone table.
It doesn't look like blood, but like water.
Huo Sichen: "What does adding water next to this number mean?"
Before his three brothers could answer him, he asked another question from his soul.
"By the way, Brother Silin, what is this π...? Are you sure the Bixian we invited gave the correct answer?"
Huo Sijing and Huo Sijue looked at him sideways at the same time, with four eyes clearly written: Starting from tomorrow, read more!
Huo Sichen dared not speak out in anger.
The key is that he really doesn’t know what π is!
The pie he thought was apple pie, potato pie, and various kinds.
result……
It's actually a bunch of endless numbers.
Over there, Zaizai listened to the third brother's question, and the doubts that she had suppressed before came up again.
Before she could think about what to do, Huo Sijin suddenly spoke up.
"Bixian Bixian, 8301194913 is wrong, it should be 8301194912!"
The little pen fairy who is working hard to write while trying to save his life: "..."
It almost fell out of the air.
Zaizai raised his head: "Wrong?"
Brother Bixian didn't dare to be perfunctory and quickly checked.
Take a closer look, it's really wrong.
Bixian's little brother revised it smoothly, and Zaizai looked at it up and down with suspicious eyes again.
Bixian’s younger brother: “…”
Brother Bixian was no longer just greeting the eighteenth generation of Black Rabbit's ancestors in his heart, but started scolding him starting from Archimedes. After scolding Archimedes, he started scolding Zu Chongzhi. After scolding Zu Chongzhi, he scolded Liu Hui. After scolding Liu, Hui began to scold mathematicians of all dynasties...
The scolding made it full of rage, and later it became physically and mentally exhausted.
While writing, the entire pen began to lose hair, and as it fell, it began to pull out its own hair, and continued to write... Slowly, the middle-aged man with thick, black hair became bald...
Zaizai eats all kinds of things and eats them to their heart's content.
There were sinister and terrifying laughter all around.
One after another, the Bixian brothers came to the underworld homestead with curiosity in their eyes.
"Oh no! What are you doing, brother? It left its owner quietly. If I hadn't been clever enough to keep an eye on it, I wouldn't have known it came out to eat alone!"
"Oh my god! Is that a homestead that only exists in the underworld? How can there be such a haunted house in the human world that is so full of yin energy and so violent just looking at it?"
"I feel the aura of big brother, I'm very excited! I guess I'm also happy!"
"Let's go! Let's go find Big Brother together! They are all pen wizards, and they all work for the master. He can't take such a good thing for himself!"
"Go, go, go!"
More than a dozen Bixian boys rushed towards the underworld homestead that had entered the yard three times like a swarm.
Zaizai was eating a tasteless meal and was about to lose her patience. Suddenly there was a wave of Yin Qi outside, and she immediately became energetic.
“Some delicious food is coming to your door again!”
The second-in-command of Bixian’s younger brother: “…”
Why are those messy and greedy smells so familiar?
In order to prevent the brothers from following their own old path, Bixian's second-in-command wanted to remind the brothers.
But the Bixian game continues, not only restricting the freedom of the four Huo brothers, but also restricting their distraction.
The second-in-command of Bixian's younger brother began to bleed and cry.
It’s over!
Pi kills the devil!
The kind of genocide!
