Feng shui master is not good to be gl

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Wind blows.Shang Changqi pointed at Lao Jiu and chanted a spell.

Following an order, Lao Jiu, who was sleeping soundly on the sofa, suddenly floated up and moved slowly.

Qingyi nodded, and commented: "It's not bad."

It's only been three days since she realized her spiritual power, and Shang Changqi can already use a little spiritual power to summon the wind, which has exceeded her expectations.

As soon as she finished boasting, the whirlwind supporting Lao Jiu suddenly disappeared, so that Lao Jiu fell directly back on the sofa.Although the little paper man doesn't feel pain, it doesn't mean he doesn't feel it.

What's wrong? Lao Jiu opened his eyes in confusion, turned over, and found that his position had changed.Obviously it fell asleep on the left end of the sofa, why is it now on the right side of the sofa?

Qingyi looked up at Shang Changqi, are you sure it wasn't on purpose?

Shang Changqi shook his head, looked at his palm, but his mental strength was still not strong enough.

Such things as mental strength are accumulated over time, and cannot be radical.After some encouragement, Qingyi asked Shang Changqi to continue drawing talismans.

Shang Changqi did not object.Although using mental power to draw talismans consumes more mental power, she also found that after digesting the mental power and then meditating, the recovered mental power will always be a little bit more than before.Although there was only a glimmer of it, it also gave her hope.

Qingyi watched Shang Changqi leave, then turned her head to look at the little paper figurines, raised her eyebrows, where is the sixth child?

I'm writing a storybook.After Lao Qi subconsciously finished speaking, he remembered something and quickly covered his mouth, I don't know.

Write a storybook? What kind of storybook? Qingyi became a little interested, and then thought of something, her smile faded, don't write about the things she read.

Lao Qi really didn't know what Lao Liu wrote.However, she thought that every time Lao Liu wrote something, he was always mysterious and would smile wretchedly while writing, and she also doubted whether the content of Lao Liu's writing was a small h novel.

Where is Lao Liu now? Seeing Lao Qi's reaction, Qingyi was sure that what she thought was true.

inside the room.

Qingyi nodded, patted Lao Qi on the head, then turned and walked towards the room of several people.

dong dong dong-

Qingyi knocked on the door, twisted the doorknob, but found that it couldn't be turned open, so she said, "Lao Liu, open the door for me."

Ah, wait a minute.

Qingyi listened, and heard some panic inside, and the door was opened only after tens of seconds.

Master, what's the matter? The sixth child was so red, he didn't dare to face Shang Qingyi when he spoke, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

Qing Yi seldom saw the sixth child speak normally, but was a little surprised.

I heard Lao Qi and the others say that you are writing a storybook? Can you show me? Qingyi picked up Lao Liu and walked into the room.

The seventh? The sixth looked towards the hall, seeing the guilty faces of the seventh and the others, full of resentment.But dealing with Qingyi is the most important thing right now, and the sixth child can only keep this account in his heart.

It is indeed writing, but the content is fine, and acquaintances always feel so shy when they look at it.The sixth child covered his face, looking shy.

What did you write that would make you shy? Qingyi's defense line was pulled up, you won't write some messy things, right? Don't spoil other people.

What is a mess?! The sixth child exploded in an instant, and what I wrote was a fresh urban story!

Qing Yi frowned: Really?

certainly.The sixth child raised his chin, and immediately showed an aggrieved expression of how can you think of me like that.

Sorry, I misunderstood.Qingyi patted Lao Liu on the head, I don't care what scripts you have, but the premise is that you don't violate the core values ​​of socialism, otherwise when the police come to buy you tea, I won't help you.

The sixth child nodded.

Sending Qingyi out, Lao Liu hastily locked the door, afraid to go back to the bed and turn on the computer.

After unlocking and logging in, a large paragraph of text appeared on the screen, and the sixth child continued to edit the text.What she wrote was indeed a Qingqing urban story, one protagonist was named Zeng Qingxin, and the other protagonist was named Pei Dudu.

As for the content, Lao Liu's eyes lit up instantly when he looked at the previous article.

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A week later, Shang Changqi's mental power has grown a lot, at least he can use his mental power to float himself, but he is not proficient enough and cannot use it for a long time.

Qingyi thought for a while, practiced her true knowledge, and planned to take her to actual combat.As for the actual combat location, Qingyi plans to go to n city.

She was recommended by Guan Sheng and joined a communication group. Most of the communication groups are the heads of sects or organizations, and there are special missions for supernatural events. When accepting the mission, just tell the group leader in private.

What Qingyi was interested in was a task three months ago, mainly to investigate the ghost jumping incident in the No. 200 Elementary School in N City. If it can be solved smoothly, she can get 100 million, and the time limit is one month.It is said that this task was only 10 million at the beginning. Two people took this task before, but because it was too evil, those two people had to give up the task and paid 200 yuan, and then the task became [-] million.