There's something wrong with my hexagram gold

I told you guys, it's a bit too much.

Chen Banxian frowned, but the swordsman smiled without pointing out or reminding him.

There was obviously nothing, so he spoke to the emptiness and darkness:

Seeing that you have not offended humanity, I am so angry that I don't care about you, but you keep me instead. What do you mean?

There was no answer, just the sound of the wind rattling through some windows.

If it were anyone else, his hair would stand on end in fear at this moment.

His shadow was still very long. It was obvious that the moon was not far above his head, but the angle of the light was completely wrong.

It wasn't a ghost or a demon, and his ghost eyes couldn't see very clearly. He could only see groups of energy.

Chen Banxian spoke up again: I once read a book that introduced the words 魭, 美, 魍, 魉, 鬬, kui, 郃,魭,鬾,鬿,魀,魆,魊,魋,魌,魉, 魐, 魭, 魓, 魭,魭,魆,魋,魭 twenty-four ghosts.

But the twenty-four ghosts can also create gods, enchant people and harm people, and can create spooks, wood and stone spirits, and one of them is called a ghost. This thing generally refers to an object becoming a spirit. The return of heaven is not short. I am still the first. See you next time.

The surroundings were quiet, but as Chen Banxian said the word 鬬, the surroundings suddenly became lively.

The sound of ding, ding, ding, ding came from the canteen in front of him. The old refrigerator had its refrigeration unit removed and was now jumping and moving towards him.

Not sensing any danger, Chen Banxian did not take action.

The dingy refrigerator came in front of him, and the plug cord was torn off. The broken casing was shaking in front of him and hitting the ground.

In another room, a light bulb wire moved. The bulb in the lamp head was gone. It was winding on the ground like a snake. It came to him and kept lifting and lowering the lamp head.

In another room, there was a wooden box with two or three broken pieces, or a table with three twisted legs. These were all furniture and objects. Almost all of them came out of the room and came to him.

They couldn't speak or attack. They just kept touching and kowtowing on the spot.

Where Chen Banxian looked, the utensils were all broken and incomplete, with arms and legs missing, but they could not speak.

Chen Banxian understood what they meant and wanted him to help them find their missing bodies.

He didn't want to get into this trouble: Since you guys don't talk, then I'm leaving.

He wanted to break the barrier here and go back to the car to rest.

Bang, bang, bang! The impact of the broken refrigerator became more urgent, and the surrounding utensils also became more anxious, all making noises. Finally, a painting simply jumped into the water next to it.

The next second, an ancient-style woman slowly walked out of the water, bowed her head at Chen Banxian's feet, and cried uncontrollably: Sir, please help us!

She was originally a painting, but she was soaking in water and her life was short.

Chen Banxian stopped and said, You are living a good life, why should I help you?

It was troublesome, troublesome, and he didn't want to get involved.

Just thinking about the three shelters and their mutilated parts, he is one head and two big.

Sir, after we became spirits, we never harmed others or fought. We just lived silently. However, we were dismantled by humans and there is no possibility of improvement...

The woman in the painting burst into tears: Sir, please help us.

They are incomplete and cannot be practiced any more, just like trying to make a person who has lost his legs jump to the other side.

Sir, we see the light flowing through you, and we think you must be a man of great virtue. I beg you for your mercy.

They really have no choice but to take a gamble and let it go.

If they harm someone, the aura of these artifacts will be filled with resentment and impurity.

However, the smell of these artifacts was pure and they did not harm anyone. They knelt down and humbly prayed to Chen Banxian for a way to survive.

Oh.

Chen Banxian rubbed his brows: How can I help you?

Sir! Thank you, sir!

The woman in the painting cried with joy: I just need adults...

Halfway through the words, the woman in the painting suddenly lost a corner of her waist, as if she had been bitten off by something.

Chen Banxian looked into the water. It turned out that there were several fish competing for food, and the paper had been soaked.

The woman in the painting gritted her teeth, regardless of the constant mutilation of her body, and her tone quickened: Sir, you only need to take us for a walk among humans. We will naturally sense the body parts. After we find them, we will definitely have something important... Thank you... …

At the end of the story, she had lost most of her head and was torn apart by a school of fish in the water.

The fish also became aggressive.

Chen Banxian couldn't pick up the paper because it was soaked and would break when he grabbed it.

A scorpion disappeared in front of the artifacts. The artifacts were still kowtowing, praying to Chen Banxian for help.

Okay, you guys wait here, I'll find someone to help you.

He turned around and walked to the upper level of the shelter. Sometimes his appearance was not as effective as the extraordinary beings who often showed up.

He who comes is stopped.

The guard stopped him: This is the area for extraordinary people. For safety reasons, don't get close.

The guard looked tired, but still did his duty.

Please help me inform the people inside, just say that Xiao Guaxian is visiting.

Xiao Guaxian?

The guard raised his eyebrows: Open the paper bag and let me see if you are the real Xiao Gua Immortal.

Xiao Guaxian is easy to distinguish. Just take a look and you will see that the good-looking ones are fake and the bad-looking ones are fake.

Because there are a lot of paper bags in the shelter, it is inevitable that some criminals will pretend to be there and do daring things.

Chen Banxian gently lifted a corner of the paper bag. When the guard saw it, he immediately stood at attention and saluted.

Boss, please come in!

You won't report it? Chen Banxian smiled.

The guard looked helpless: Boss, are you kidding me? You say one thing here, who dares to say two?

Want to say two? Okay, you compare with those monsters, whose bones are stronger or your neck is stronger.

it's the same? That's okay, you can only see the brilliance of the sword light.

Besides, who doesn't know that you and that person are close friends?

The guard stepped aside and Chen Banxian walked all the way inside, which was a large RV.

Fang Ping was snoring, and he still had half a chicken foot with pickled peppers in his hand. He was having a very pleasant time.

Chen Banxian knocked on the car door directly: Bitch, your father is here!

Sword Spirit: What! My grandson?

Chen Banxian's face turned dark when he saw Fang Ping turn over in the car and throw out the chicken claws: Go away, I'll give it back to your grandfather.

He turned over and said, I just finished working overtime. Don't call me. Let me sleep for a while.

Well, why does the tone sound familiar?

Fang Ping reluctantly opened his eyes and calmed down when he saw Chen Banxian's appearance: Damn it, Banxian'er, why are you here?

He asked Chen Banxian to come in: Quickly, deal with those three aliens of yours. I have to use my abilities to fight with them every day. These three people are looking at me more and more wrong!

The ability to keep one's conscience intact is very powerful, but... if used for a long time, it can easily lead to misunderstandings about people's emotions.

For example, the time between Chen Banxian and Qingshuang was simply unsightly...

But Qingshuang looks like a woman, and Fang Ping is like three big men.

Chen Banxian shuddered and shuddered.

I will consider that matter. He could only say this: I am here to ask you for a favor and help you relax.

Fang Ping: Father!!!

Don't be too eager to be happy yet. Chen Banxian told him about the matter, Can it be done?

Fang Ping: I've tried being with people, animals, and aliens, but this is my first time with artifacts.

Can you do it? If not, I'll find a few more aliens for you.

Chen Banxian's head was full of black lines. What was this guy talking about? Is that really possible? He also wants to try...

It can be done, it can be done!

Fang Ping patted his chest and promised, Father, how many days of leave will you give me?

How many days? I'm just dreaming, two days at most. I need to settle this matter before going to the next town.

Chen Banxian hit him mercilessly: You bastard, I'm still squeezing into the truck, how about you learn to enjoy the RV?

There were all pots, pans, and comfortable mattresses, which made his teeth ache.

He was wrong. It would be a good idea to let Xiao Jinzi live here and squeeze Fang Ping out.

Fang Ping didn't answer, couldn't sleep anymore, and went out to deal with the matter.

The team at Sanctuary No. 3 has no...

The problem is difficult, this is not their internal matter, it is the work of the people in the second or first shelter team.

Fang Ping came over excitedly: Banxian'er, my vacation has been extended. We don't have their parts here.

There were several jingling utensils beside him, including pens, brooms, light bulbs, and even an Ultraman toy.

It is not necessary to go to all of these places, only a part of them can be used for induction to achieve the purpose.

well……

Chen Banxian sighed: Follow me.

It is obviously unrealistic for him to open the space channel and walk.

He told Fang Ping: Keep your mouth shut. I can only use this magical power that is so far away in front of you.

Fang Ping must not be able to keep a secret, so he packaged it up to avoid suspicion.

Fang Ping: Don't worry, don't you know what I'm talking about? Except for Yan, no one can ask any secrets from me except myself.

Of course, what he said himself didn't count.

The two of them came to the second shelter through several magical powers of so far away.

This is Chen Banxian's first time visiting other shelters. The second shelter is very different from theirs.

The entire perimeter of the sanctuary was not filled with extraordinary beings, but rather well-disciplined warriors, all carrying rifles and facing the darkness.

Behind the warriors are ordinary refugees, and the extraordinary ones are still in the inner layer.

Just at a glance, the two shelters have completely different operating styles.

When he walks out of the darkness, he is not greeted by who he imagined!

Instead there were two gunshots.

Bang! Bang!

Without hesitation or pause, the soldier took out his walkie-talkie and said: An abnormality has been discovered in area D36. Please support us! Please support us!

Walkie talkie!

Chen Banxian's eyes lit up and he thought this thing was useless.

He could sense that there seemed to be a flow of energy in the walkie-talkie, and it didn't look like a pure technological product.

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