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Chapter 741 The Man Who Could Be a Philosopher

Chapter 741 The Man Who Could Be a Philosopher

However, it can still be seen from the bear child's crying expression that Wang Bingxue's strength is very strong, and he is obviously full of resentment for the "auntie" just now.

"Little brother, my sister has something to do. I want to ask for help, okay? After the matter is done, my sister will buy you a lollipop."

Hearing Wang Bingxue's words, Xiongzi rolled his eyes, and said with a look of disdain, "The people who said this line are all weirdos. Why do you, an aunt, say that?"

Smiling awkwardly, Wang Bingxue said helplessly, "Okay, stop joking with my sister, take off your pants and do me a favor."

Upon hearing her words, the bear child who was already very wary of Wang Bingxue backed away in fright, and asked nervously, "You, what are you going to do!"

"Um... who taught you? You have a strong sense of prevention."

Before Wang Bingxue finished speaking, she smelled a strange smell, looked down, and saw that this brat was so frightened that he peed his pants.

Seeing this scene, Wang Bingxue's temper suddenly came up. He is really a brat. He even planned to exchange his boy's urine with a lollipop to catch ghosts. He is so good, he would rather just pee like this casually If you don't sell it to yourself, you deserve to be worthless for the rest of your life!

"Xiaohu, you child, your mother just buys something, and you run around as soon as you turn your head. What if you are abducted? What are you doing?"

"It's nothing, I was chatting with a sister." Xiaohu, who turned his head to answer, just turned his head back after finishing speaking, and found that Wang Bingxue had disappeared without a trace.

"What sister? How can there be a sister?"

"Mom, it's true, a sister who just walked out of the theater in front."

Hearing Xiaohu's words, my mother immediately turned pale with fright. Everyone in this street knows about the haunted theater. When she thought that her son might have encountered "dirty things", mother didn't dare to talk nonsense and hugged him directly. Get up and run away.

Twenty years later, when Xiaohu had grown up and turned into a big tiger, he participated in a supernatural talk show, where he narrated his experience of bumping into a ghost with emotion, and shared with the audience that he was forced to retreat by using boy urine. Glorious deeds of evil spirits.

Waiting until ten o'clock in the evening, the temporary ghost hunting team officially entered the theater, and in an RV not far from the theater, a man said coldly, "Okay, they have already entered, remember, today We must scare them and convince them that there are ghosts in this world!"

Hearing the man's order, several ghosts in the car immediately screamed strangely, expressing that if they go out tonight, they will definitely succeed in no time.

The theater is not big, but it is not small. The ghost hunting team began to disperse as soon as they entered. Anyway, the other party made it clear that they wanted to scare people. If someone was scared and screamed, Bai Zifan could rush to the rescue.

Although the members were scattered, Bai Zifan was still not at ease with Wang Bingxue. After searching around to make sure there were no clues, he went to find Wang Bingxue.

As soon as Bai Zifan walked behind Wang Bingxue, Wang Bingxue heard the movement, shouted sharply, turned around quickly, and opened fire.

Bai Zifan never expected that Wang Bingxue would attack him suddenly. He had no precautions or worries at all, and he was caught off guard.

Touching the blood sprayed by Wang Bingxue on his face, Bai Zifan asked with an ugly face, "Wang Bingxue, what are you doing? What are these things?"

Seeing that Bai Zifan was about to wipe the blood off his face, Wang Bingxue screamed and hurriedly stopped him.

"Bai Zifan, don't wipe it, it's a magic weapon!"

"Is this also a magic weapon?"

"Of course, I spent a lot of money."

After speaking, Wang Bingxue raised the squirt gun in her right hand in a showy manner and said, "Look, it's filled with chicken blood, and the squirt gun in her left hand is filled with boy urine, both of which are specially used to deal with evil spirits, that is, you, If the evil spirit had appeared behind me just now, he would have died a long time ago, don’t wipe the blood on your face, keep it, the evil spirit dare not come to trouble you!”

After finishing speaking, Wang Bingxue turned around, showed the aura of fighting the evil spirit to the death, and left arrogantly.

Looking at Wang Bingxue's heroic back, Bai Zifan was speechless for a moment, and thanks to Wang Bingxue's right-handed weapon, otherwise, he would be pissed in the face, which would be terrifying just thinking about it.

Bai Zifan didn't believe a word of Wang Bingxue's words, he sighed helplessly, and could only turn around to find the faucet to rinse.

After waiting for half an hour and finding nothing suspicious, the bored Qian family started to fumble around.

When he got to the second floor, he saw a flickering fire, went in and saw that it was Li Wenchao who was burning paper.

"Uncle Li, what are you doing?"

"Burning paper, you can't see it, I want to use economic means to resolve this conflict." Li Wenchao said solemnly.

"Uncle Li, I'm not talking about you, you've lived here for more than 20 years, why do you still believe there are ghosts here?"

"It's because I've lived here for more than 20 years that I believe it. What do you young people know?"

Knowing that he couldn't beat Li Wenchao, the Qian family rolled their eyes and said directly, "I knocked down Wang Bingxue just now, she seems to be looking for you everywhere, go and have a look, a girl is messing around here alone Turn, it's scary enough."

Sure enough, upon hearing that the little lady was scared, Li Wenchao stopped talking nonsense with the Qian family, and even put down such an important action as burning paper, and hurriedly left to support.

Living where Li Wenchao was originally sitting, the Qian family sighed and said, "People are scary. In this world, there are no ghosts. It is because people talk too much that there are ghosts..."

After saying this, the Qian family suddenly paused. Is this what he said?Why does it feel so flavorful?Why does it feel like the words of a philosopher?Could it be that he is still a man who may become a philosopher.

Thinking of the possibility that his statue would be placed in front of the university in the future, the Qian family couldn't help but burst into excitement. I really didn't expect that I still have such a high hidden talent. No wonder everyone has broken wings Angel.

However, Qian Jiacai's brain is not very good, so he decided to record his famous quote, so as not to forget it later, and when he has time to sort it out, he will publish a book or something.

The Qian family, who didn't pay too much attention, simply took materials from the local area, then took a piece of burnt paper, and picked up the small wooden stick that the Qian family had just picked up the ashes of the paper and began to write and draw.

At this time, Bai Zifan, who happened to be passing by, saw Qian Jiacai's movements and walked over directly.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from around him, the Qian family subconsciously turned their heads to look over.

(End of this chapter)