The Millennium After Dying Young Chapter 147: Never give up!

Seeing this scene, Guo Fucheng's eyeballs almost fell out, what happened? !

After a brief daze, he rushed into the gazebo in surprise.

"How did you do it?" Pan Fucheng asked excitedly.

Xu Beibei turned to look at him, her nose twitched, and she looked like she was about to cry: "I just asked it to do my homework..."

"Isn't it written? Why are you still crying?" Guo Fucheng was speechless, and found that he really couldn't understand the brain circuit of children.

Hearing this, Xu Beibei suddenly burst into tears: "The word is too big..."

Guo Fucheng was taken aback for a moment, and soon realized something, turned his head to look at the homework on the table, and broke out in sweat.

The marker pen is different from the general fountain pen ballpoint pen. The refills are all thickened, black and hard,

A few strokes take up a page.

As for Xu Beibei, this was originally a copying assignment, and he had to write a lot on one page, but now he just wrote a few words. Thinking that he will be beaten on the palm of his hand tomorrow, it's no wonder the little guy doesn't cry!

The female ghost on the pen also realized this problem at this time, and jumped to the side in fright, not daring to move again.

She originally wanted to help, but now, she seems to be doing a disservice, what the hell? !

At the thought of a certain man, the female ghost trembled with panic, and even the marker began to tremble rapidly.

"Don't cry, don't cry, it's just a homework book, wouldn't it be good to buy another one later?" Guo Fucheng comforted, dumbfounded, but it had little effect.

This is where the thinking patterns of adults and children are different.

Adults are well-informed and don't panic when encountering problems.

And Xu Beibei's thinking is very simple - first of all, this is the homework book sent by the teacher, which is very sacred. Secondly, every time she finished writing a similar small book, she would keep it as a souvenir!

This homework book is ruined, and I feel so bad that I don't even want to eat Deji...

Therefore, Xu Beibei didn't say anything to Guo Fucheng at all, took his homework and left crying, leaving a group of people in a mess in the wind.

Guo Fucheng originally wanted to ask Xu Beibei if he had any tricks, but now he dismissed this idea and hurriedly called his friends over, chatting around the stone table.

This time, Guo Fucheng did not start the live broadcast. He wanted to confirm that there would be no accidents before starting it, so as not to cause another oolong.

Facts have proved that his choice was not wrong. In ten minutes, they tried various problems one after another, including imitating Xu Beibei to ask the pen fairy to do homework. As a result, the pen stood firmly on the table. Not even a shake.

After countless sighs, they finally chose to give up. Before leaving, Guo Fucheng also made a death-like summary: "This is definitely not a serious pen fairy!" Then he took the children and left slowly. Go, unaware that a female ghost behind her is staring at her with murderous eyes.

If it wasn't for the restriction of the formation, she would want to press this fat man on the ground and rub it hard a hundred times!

Isn't it good to live well? I have to play some kind of pen fairy... I almost killed my mother!

Speaking of which, the female ghost was also a little puzzled by Xu Beibei's behavior before, as if she didn't know herself, which was a bit strange. But even Xu Le couldn't see through this matter, let alone a mere female water ghost.

After thinking about it for a while, she couldn't figure it out, and the female ghost stopped thinking about it. This is not something she cares about. It would be better if people don't catch her.

All she cares about now is when will the candle burn out?

The female ghost looked at the candle obsessively, and urged in her heart: Hurry up!

Ten minutes passed, and the candle went down by two millimeters...

Another ten minutes passed, and the candle fell two millimeters again...

The female ghost collapsed: "..."

What brand of candle is this? !

Just wondering, she saw a man walking slowly from a distance. As the man got closer, the female ghost's eyes widened...

"In the end... did it still appear..." The female ghost's expression collapsed.

The person who came was a man in his early twenties, extremely handsome, with short hair, wearing a well-regulated gray coat, dressed in a gentle manner, like a college student.

But his way of walking is more mysterious than that of a cultivator.

The speed was obviously not fast, but after a few steps, he stood outside the gazebo, as if teleporting.

Seeing the man raising his hand and pressing down, the female ghost exploded with piercing aura instantly, and actually extinguished the four candles that had troubled her for a long time.

At the same time, the pen on the table "clicked" and fell down.

The female ghost also felt her body lighten at the same moment, and she fell directly to the ground. She was secretly shocked in her heart, but just by doing this, the powerful force that restrained her disappeared completely. How strong is this man? ?

"How are you?" Xu Le asked with a frown.

He didn't want to come, but after all, both parties are old acquaintances, and the other party was summoned maliciously, since you saw it, let's take a look, otherwise, if the female ghost explodes, it will probably be a headache some.

So after escorting Xu Beibei back, he came quickly.

"Back... back to Daxian, the little ghost is fine!" The female ghost quickly got up and knelt on the ground, not daring to lift her head.

Xu Le nodded, and was about to say something, but the female ghost said again: "Great Immortal, can the little ghost discuss something with you?"

"You say."

"Next time you want to hit me, just come to the frying pan, you don't have to make so much effort..." At this point, the female ghost raised her head, her face was covered with snot and tears: "It's up and down like this, It's too exciting, my heart can't stand it!"

Xu Le: "..."

As a last resort, Xu Le could only tell the story from head to toe.

"Sure enough, it was the ghost of that fat man! If my old lady catches..." The female ghost gritted her teeth, the veins on her forehead twitched, and she remembered that there was Xu Le beside her in the middle of her speech, so she quickly shut up, not daring to say anything .

Xu Le squinted at her: "Are you going to take revenge?"

"Don't dare..." the female ghost said bravely. The psychological shadow caused by the person in front of her can no longer be measured with a vernier caliper. , Seeing it makes people lose their fighting spirit.

So even if Xu Le asked her to apologize to Guo Fucheng, she would probably grit her teeth and do it. After all, her strong desire to survive is always reminding her...

But never expected that Xu Le would reprimand him.

"This is wrong!" Xu Le Dayi said sternly: "I arrested you before because you killed people for no reason. But this time it was that guy who inexplicably pulled you up from the underworld. His behavior has seriously affected The order of the underworld has caused a very bad influence on you, you must teach yourself a lesson, and you will never be forgiven lightly!"

The female ghost looked at Xu Le in surprise, her eyes became hot. It turns out that he is such a reasonable person! I have misunderstood him all the time!

If Yan Jun and the coffin in the underworld heard this, they would laugh their teeth out, and then quickly ran to hold down the coffin board of the ghost soldiers in the blood sea—a thug who made a big noise in the blood sea is actually here Conclusively say what affects order, what about face? !

"But a lesson is enough, don't cause trouble." Xu Le warned, not because he was sympathetic, but because he knew that that guy would not live long.

If Guo Fucheng himself knew that he had risked his life for a live broadcast, I don't know how he would feel.

The female ghost nodded to express her understanding, and took the order to go.

Xu Le looked at the time and hurried home. At this point, it was almost time to give her daughter a bath.

At the same time, the underworld.

Bai Wuchang hurriedly ran into Yanjun Hall, and reported to the judge who was sweating profusely on the table and making fake accounts: "My lord, after many verifications, the two fish that escaped the net in the last time the evil spirit escaped , has been identified."

"Oh? What's your name?" The judge stopped his pen and looked up at him.

"One is Huang Yanjun. He was a bus driver before he was alive. He died in a car accident due to an argument with someone at work. After his death, he felt great resentment. After his escape this time, he has caused many bus accidents. The institutions in the human world have communicated with the institutions we set up in the human world many times and made strong protests, hoping that we can arrest it as soon as possible." Bai Wuchang held a piece of paper in one hand and pinched his tongue in the other, reporting seriously.

The judge nodded: "Such an evil spirit must be taken down quickly, otherwise Yan Jun will be furious. By the way, what about the other one?"

"That one is a bit miserable to say, he is a sick child, but because of some adventures, he did not die when he deserved to die. Years, not reincarnated. This guy also ran away during the evil ghost riot. It was very clever, and it didn't do anything after it went out, so there has been no news."

"Sick guy? Interesting." The judge squinted his eyes, took the time to twirl his beard with his right hand holding the judge pen: "What's your name?"

Bai Wuchang glanced at the piece of paper in his hand, and replied: "Nan Zhenguo."