Chapter 73 Maybe the evil creature has already set its sights on you

Pei Di raised his head: "What about the mid- and high-level talismans? Do you think it's difficult even for you, the boss?"

"No, it's just a matter of taking a closer look." Ming Zhuo said calmly.

Li Wenhe's smile faded, thinking, are you still a normal person?

This talisman was the result of him practicing it all night according to the talisman given by Ming Zhuo. He concentrated and spent a lot of effort, thinking that he could barely compete, but he was still crushed into pieces in seconds.

The classes these two days were all about the test papers. Ming Zhuo had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he just hid under and drew talismans.

The key is that the teacher didn't think this person was slacking off, and was very pleased. She said to the whole class, "You should learn more from classmate Ruan Mingzhuo! Even though she ranked first in the grade, she never slacked off. Everyone should have this spirit of continuous struggle!"

Li Wenhe: "..."

There was nothing to say.

After school, Mingzhuo looked at her results with satisfaction, and then asked Li Wenhe to put them away.

Li Wenhe had some guesses in his heart, "Suddenly draw so many talismans, is it urgent to use them?"

Mingzhuo himself rarely uses low-level talismans, so he was too lazy to draw them. Suddenly drawing so many talismans inevitably makes people guess.

Ming Zhuo nodded: "It's easy to talk to smart people. Didn't I say I would take you to practice? Here comes the chance. The owner of the group that makes death calls is so good at playing, why don't we sneak in and have some fun with him."

Li Wenhe: "..."

Is this something you can play with? If you don't play well, you will lose your life!

He sighed, already feeling like a tool, "I know, these talismans are for me to save my life."

Ming Zhuo nodded, and said, "But the most important thing is not you."

Pei Di: "Is it me, boss?"

"No." Ming Zhuo shook his head, "You are not participating in this mission."

Pei Di was stunned for a moment, and then his face changed drastically, "Why? Boss, don't you want me anymore?"

"No, why do you think so." Ming Zhuo thought for a while, "The main thing is that in this mission we have to play a depressed high school student who wants to commit suicide. Do you think you are suitable for this role?"

Pei Di's temper exploded at this point. He would never be depressed no matter who was depressed.

Anyway, if you don't accept it, just fight, let's fight first.

This guy is bold, simple-minded, and never wastes his energy. So anyone could commit suicide, but he can't. The aura of the school bully is really amazing.

Pei Di: "Okay, then I'll practice drawing talismans at home."

He wants to try to be useful next time. After all, in terms of fighting power, he is obviously more useful than Li Wenhe. It's no problem for one person to deal with three or four people.

Li Wenhe asked, "Who is the most important person?"

Mingzhuo smiled, "You will know soon."

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As soon as several people walked out of the school gate, they heard someone shouting, "Master!"

People around looked sideways. The classmate next to Xie Xiao said, "Isn't that the fashionable guy who came to see Ruan Mingzhuo last time? He is really strange, calling a little girl a master."

Xie Xiao's smile was a little tired, thinking that he was indeed a master, a master of feudal superstition.

But she didn't dare to reveal this matter. Besides, even if she said it, no one would believe it.

The classmates in the class now have a blind worship of Ruan Mingzhuo.

Mingzhuo looked at He Wangyao coming over, "You'd better not call me master."

Li Wenhe said at the same time: "Boss, is it him?"

It's not that he dislikes it, this person looks like an ordinary person, what help can he provide to them?

He Wangyao didn't know that his fate had been clearly arranged by Mingzhuo, and he handed over the drinks he had just bought diligently.

"Then can I call you boss instead of master?" He remembered the boss's instructions, hurried up the pole, and hugged his thighs.

Li Wenhe: "..."

Pei Di: "..."

This man is so shameless!

Mingzhuo was a little surprised: "If you want to call me that, that's fine."

She was used to being the boss of others, and with a 250-month-old child, it was not impossible. He

Wangyao: "By the way, boss, do you have anything to talk to me about?"

He came here specially after receiving the news from Mingzhuo, thinking, is there anything that can't be said at home?

He was licked by the ghost with his tongue last night, and he still has a psychological shadow!

Ming Zhuo said that Luowuju was very clean, without even a ghost, and he thought it was safer to stay in Luowuju.

"I really have something to talk to you about, let's find a place to talk, I'll treat you." Ming Zhuo said meaningfully.

What they were going to do required provoking evil spirits, and it would definitely not work to arrange the location in Luowuju, because that place was too clean, and ordinary evil spirits would not dare to approach.

After a few people found a teahouse to sit down, Ming Zhuo handed over the phone, "Hurry up and reply to these posts."

According to Xia Siru's recollection, she had replied to some sad words in these posts at the beginning.

He Wangyao took it and looked at it for a moment, and immediately fainted, "No, why do you want to do this?"

He was alive and well, and he didn't want to cut his wrists with a knife, nor did he want to drink poison, and he didn't want to jump from a height!

Ming Zhuo cleared his throat: "It's like this, we now need you to play a young man who has lost all hope..."

He Wangyao was not stupid. Combining the cause and effect of Xia Siru's incident and the words of the ghost woman, he instantly understood Ming Zhuo's plan.

This person was attracted by his pure silver physique and wanted to use him as a bait for fishing!

He was almost crying: "Boss, you must protect me!"

"Of course, don't worry." Ming Zhuo patted the other's shoulder, "I can bring you back from the Sanzu River wilderness, let alone other places."

He Wangyao was still very scared, but he felt that he could try to overcome it.

"Okay, I'll try first." He took a deep breath and started typing.

The three of them sat in a private room and chatted with netizens for several hours, occasionally searching for some scary pictures.

In the end, He Wangyao was already very skilled in playing the role of a person who was frustrated in life, accusing his rich father of being indifferent to him, being ridiculed for not doing his job properly while doing live broadcasts, and not having any friends in real life.

Many people replied to the post, many scolded him for complaining without reason, after all, it is better to have money at home than to have too many people in the world; some people said I understand your pain, and then took the opportunity to promote products...

Many of them said that you should just commit suicide as soon as possible, why are you showing off on the Internet, are you trying to attract attention.

He Wangyao was particularly speechless: "Don't these netizens know how to be more polite? Some of the words are unbearable for a normal person like me, let alone those who are really in a low period."

Ming Zhuo nodded: "Some people are indeed dark inside. After all, this post is full of evil spirits. Who would attract good people ?"

After a pause, she said, "But it is also possible that these comments are not posted by people at all."

He Wangyao: "Huh?"

"Maybe the evil spirit has already set its sights on you." Ming Zhuo said.

He Wangyao instantly got goosebumps all over his body.