The snake spirit disappeared, leaving a bright, golden pen on the ground. Needless to say, it must be a legendary magic pen just from the appearance. This thing is similar to a car. It is mostly not expensive if you can open the door flat. If the door can be erected, it will certainly not be cheap, so this pen is also-although it is a pen, it looks like a dung fork, is this not enough to explain the problem
This sudden victory made Ren Xiaoyan and I stopped quarreling. Professor Yang, who was sitting on the floor and coughing, got a piece together, looked up and down, and left and right to observe this magic pen. Is it a magic pen?"
"It should be," I said casually while watching: "Why, it's a pity that I don't have a chance to post to Moments?"
"Where, something else!" Ren Xiaoyan giggled and hit me with her shoulder: "Hey, let's discuss something."
"Say."
"I have a mole in my eyebrow, have you seen it, here, on the right... It's a bit small, but can you tell it?"
"Let me see, yes, there is one but it's not obvious, what's wrong?"
"Can you try to use a magic pen to spot my mole?" Ren Xiaoyan was a little embarrassed: "I always think that the mole is not good, but I don't dare to go for plastic surgery... Isn't it right this time? I'll be done with the pen. ?"
"Quickly stop doing it, my grandmother!" I was so startled by her fantastic idea, I almost didn't jump up: "Let’s not say that this magic pen has a fingerprint to unlock it. Only Ma Liang can use it. It has to be a live version, and a zombie version is not available, only that she drew the monster-you didn't see how scary, if he shakes your hand and removes your eyeballs, will you still see people when you go back?"
Ren Xiaoyan hesitated and said, "Just pick a mole, as for?"
"You left the word? As for!" I righteously said: "Many things are caused by a difference in thought, you must not repeat the same mistakes-besides, I don't think about your mole, it's good, you Don't make me this moth!"
When these words were spoken, Ren Xiaoyan's eager heart was slightly suppressed, and angrily said: "Fuck you, who cares if you mind..." Then she went to the side and started talking with seven dwarfs... Uh no, seven Huluwa exchanged, never mentioned this matter again.
I held the magic pen and looked at it for a long time, but I was a little itchy to tell the truth, but I finally held it back. In the troubled autumn, let's not make any of these. If the conditions are not met, we will save people first. I will send someone to go. Find the zombie Ma Liang, let Professor Yang and others rest for a while, and then people go to get a basin of water and fall down on Long Lao Dao's head.
The old man woke up suddenly, and Gollum got up, but his eyes looked dumbfounded: "What happened to me just now?"
"Fell asleep, most of it is tired," I sighed and patted him on the shoulder: "You have worked so hard these days, old man!"
"Ah? I can fall asleep, then I, then I'm probably too tired," Jiang Long rubbed his head, bewildered: "No wonder the headaches are going on for a long time!"
"Why don't you go back and rest?" The fooling was effective, and I was ready to distract others: "I'll take care of the resurrection of Ma Liang. If you have any questions, I will ask you?"
"That's OK, I'll just... Hey, do you mean resurrecting zombies? I just remembered something, it might be useful to you!" The old man suddenly exclaimed, "I remember who is needed to resurrect Ma Liang."
"Who?" Professor Yang and I called together, "I will send someone to look for it right away."
"It's not someone else, it's you—" the old man pointed to Professor Chaoyang: "In the legend, the ninth beggar has the unique power to resurrect the dead, and there is no one but you!"
Professor Yang jumped up suddenly, and he wailed in disbelief: "Me?"
"Yes, it's you!" Jiang Long squinted at him with an unpredictable expression, and said with a mysterious smile: "Unexpectedly?"
Professor Yang opened his mouth, and after a little froze, he was so excited that he almost climbed to the top of the house: "There used to be a looker who said that I had bones in the sky, and there was spiritual light in my eyes. I don't believe it for a couple of silver to buy wine and drink-I didn't expect it to be true! Oh my God, I'm going to develop!"
The crazy look of this guy frightened me. I was afraid that Fan Jinzhong would raise him immediately. He immediately suppressed: "Hey, hey, did you hear clearly? The old man said you are a beggar of the ninth century—a beggar, even a god. Beggar god, what's so proud of?"
Professor Yang scratched his head and said, "What does that mean?"
"It means that even if you have a skill, you are just an ordinary person," Ren Xiaoyan added: "This is like a Diaosi. Even if he can eat noodles with his nose, he can't get rid of the identity of Diaosi, and he still can't get a girl. like!"
Professor Yang became more and more confused: "I don't understand..."
"You don't need to understand," I stretched out my hand to hook this girl's shoulders, and cut the numb explanation with a sharp knife: "It means that even if you have a special craft, you are just an ordinary person, almost like a clay figure playing cotton-right, Ma Liang It's a typical example. Even if he paints anything, he is still a zombie, not a living person."
Professor Yang suddenly said, "Ma Liang is just hanging silk for a long time?"
Ren Xiaoyan and I said in unison: "Yes, he is!"
Ma Liang’s painting of beautiful women has the same meaning as modern people’s ***. It’s completely a physiological problem that does not involve feelings. He imagines that he can speed up everything to accomplish everything-the elementary level of Diaosi is a virtue. When the intermediate ability is improved, look at an old man. Mom can think about it again and again, but the most powerful thing is the high-level hanging silk. It is said that finding a calculator and quickly pressing the '2' key to make a sound can cause a violent physiological reaction and end the work.
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After a while, the officer finally came with a man wearing a hat and draped clothes. I immediately thought of his identity as a zombie. As soon as I entered the door, I followed and tried to close the door, but he stopped me. : "Don't turn it off, I won't be able to paint later when I turn it off and the brightness is not enough."
"Then what if the sun shines on you?"
"Just take the picture, what should I do?" Ma Liang took the zombie out of his pocket and asked me: "Do you think I can't get some sun?"
I looked at Ren Xiaoyan, Ren Xiaoyan also looked at me, and then we took a look at Jianglong Old Road together. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me, I have never had a date with a zombie. I'm really unfamiliar and don't understand at all!"
In desperation, I could only expose my superficial ignorance to Ma Liang: "As far as I know, zombies shouldn't be able to bask in the sun, right?" These are all seen from the TV. Isn't it right
Ma Liang grinned. According to the facial muscles, he wanted to laugh, but his stiff face didn't make him laugh. Instead, he created the illusion that he was about to bite. Two of the seven gourd girls immediately blocked me. , There are five groups left to protect Ren Xiaoyan-I am afraid that these bear kids will not declare war again, so I hurriedly shouted: "Don't mess around! I don't tell you not to do it!"
The seven bear kids nodded one after another, and I was relieved, so I heard Ma Liang’s explanation after trying a few times but couldn’t laugh: “It’s really bad to say that sunbathing is really bad. We zombies don’t like it, but it’s not impossible. I don’t like the sun, because the sun will easily cause the skin to lose moisture and dry up the cracks. When the time comes, it will cause a lot of flies to be uncomfortable."
"Damn, it's so!" We both said with joy, "I'm learning more!"
"Don't talk about the gossip, why are you calling me?" Ma Liang was not interested in this, and the topic instantly turned: "I heard that you took mine..." I directly stretched the magic pen in front of him: "Yes, I found it. "
"Yeah, really." Ma Liang grabbed the magic pen, looked up and down, overjoyed, his eyes showed deep nostalgia, and he touched it lightly when he put it on his face, and the county hall fell into it for a while. In silence...
At first I didn’t want to disturb, but after a long time, I couldn’t help it. In the end, I coughed twice and reminded me: "Don’t be lingering. Fortunately, you are a man. If a woman still doesn’t know what others will think—hehe , Let’s get down to business."
Ma Liang raised his head and glanced at me: "If it's a snake spirit thing, I can't help it, at most I can draw two eagles for you to find it, nothing else can help."
I was about to talk about Ma Liang's resurrection, but Ren Xiaoyan was the first to speak enthusiastically: "Ma Liang, is it true that what you paint or what you paint? Is it true that you can paint when you are resurrected? Then I beg you to get something done? "
I was sweating and hurriedly pulled her: "I'm doing business, can we talk about moles later?"
"It's not a mole, it's something else!" Ren Xiaoyan twisted her hand and threw me away. By the way, she rewarded me with a hygienic ball that blamed my incomprehension, and asked reluctantly: "Can you do it?"
Ma Liang lifted his face from the magic pen and said arrogantly: "Of course, my magic pen is not good-rest assured, when I find someone to resurrect, I will definitely help you realize your wish!"
Ren Xiaoyan said eagerly: "Then can you draw the same magic pen and give it to me?"
Ma Liang: "..."
US:"… "
We all waited for Ma Liang to speak, but in the end we didn’t think about this question and we really passed him. We waited for a long time before squeezing a word out of our teeth, and we still said insincerely: "This, I can only try, it won’t work. Really... I really don't know!"
Although it was such a sentence, it was still enough to make Ren Xiaoyan happy, and she instantly became happy: "Then I will wait for you-why bother, didn't you say that you can be resurrected, hurry up!"
"Ah? Can I be resurrected?" Ma Liang didn't wait for these words, and immediately took the next sentence: "Find the key number four?"
"Yeah!" I nodded solemnly, and said solemnly and righteously: "It's far away in the sky, and the person you're looking for is in the house!"
Ma Liang stared at me fiercely, and I stared at him without fear. In addition to believing in his eyes, he was calm. Gradually, Ma Liang's zombie eyes began to moist, and his lips began to tremble. It seemed that I understood what I meant...
Then, he knelt in front of me and kowped his head vigorously: "Please help me!"
I swished back two meters, my hands almost dislocated, "It's not me, it's not me-this person is Professor Yang, you have to kneel on him!" (End of this chapter)