Uncle Feng suddenly stopped turning his hands. He was in a hurry and didn't eat. He was looking for something to eat in his crossbody bag and found that six eyes around him were staring at him impatiently.

"What to do?"

The three of them got closer, wanting to be the first to see the heavyweight magic weapon that Uncle Feng brought out, especially Zhou Xiaoxing. He had obtained the Universe Mirror before, or the Mother Mirror. As long as the demons and ghosts dared to approach him, they would be burned to death without any discussion.

, so he directly pressed his chin on Uncle Feng’s right shoulder.

Uncle Feng shrugged, calmly took out... a pack of crispy noodles from his bag, and threw it on the table.

Can’t understand this?

The three people headed by Zhou Xiaoxing touched their chins at the same time, rubbing them here and there, staring at the buns.

I didn't dare to breathe loudly during the whole process, because I was worried that this magic weapon was too powerful and that they would accidentally pollute the air here.

Zhou Xiaoxing was brave enough to pick up the crispy noodles and take a closer look. Uncle Lin Sir took this opportunity to see clearly the packaging information on the back.

Putting aside the conventional information such as ingredient list, production date, and manufacturer, the three of them were more concerned about how to use this magic weapon. Looking horizontally and vertically, they could not find anything unusual with other instant noodles.

This is so realistic.

"Have seen enough."

He crossed his hands on his chest and watched the three people's reactions with a smile. When Zhou Xiaoxing rotated the instant noodles 360 degrees, he knocked on the table.

This is a bag of instant noodles, you can recognize it!

Coming to this conclusion, Zhou Xiaoxing gently let go. Just when Uncle Lin Sir, worried about danger, pushed away the stool and got under the table, holding his head with both hands to protect himself, Uncle Feng caught him.

"Pa!"

Not loud.

The two people under the table waited for almost a minute, but did not hear any louder noise. They slowly opened their eyes, stretched out their hands to touch the edge of the table, and felt the unique matte texture of the tablecloth. Is this okay?

After testing this for several times and confirming that there was no danger, Uncle Biao patted Sir Lin, gave him a look that meant he could go out, and slowly poked his head out.

Four eyes had just risen from the table, and the other four eyes were staring at them. Unlike their blank and confused expressions, Uncle Feng Zhou Xiaoxing had helplessness in the corners of his eyes.

As Sir Lin returned to his seat, Zhou Xiaoxing took out the instant noodles and shook them proudly.

"Uncle Feng, he is just hungry, this is something he can eat."

Huh?

What a shame!

Sir Lin's eyes dodge, half-smiling, and he watches Uncle Feng take the instant noodles from Zhou Xiaoxing's hand, shake it twice, pour it into the palm of his hand, and put it into his mouth. This series of actions are done smoothly and smoothly, proving that what Zhou Xiaoxing said is true.

.

Hehehehe...

Facing Uncle Biao's unbelievable and unbelievable look, Lin Sir smiled bitterly in his heart, and then he had an idea in his mind. Fortunately, Uncle Biao was here.

Coincidentally, Uncle Biao thought so too.

"Uncle Biao/Sir Lin, I've said it all. This is instant noodles. What kind of dangerous goods are they? Needless to say, it must be the shadow left by the order case. It's all to blame on that rice. He likes to make explosive bags when he has nothing to do.

You still like to hide it in the food bag, you say... Uncle Feng, tell me, how do you deal with the female monster?"

The words of the two people were surprisingly consistent, but the names at the beginning were different, so Zhou Xiaoxing and Uncle Feng heard it very clearly, with a look on his face, but in the second half, Sir Lin and Uncle Biao spoke slower and slower, and raised his fingers little by little.

, pointing in the direction of the private room, his tone full of fear.

Zhou Xiaoxing quickly turned around, and the door of the private room opened. Meng Luo leaned against the door lazily. Under the dim light of the hotel, her face changed back and forth. One day she was Meng Luo, and the next she was the female boss. The changes were so fast.

Quickly, let his breathing slow down suddenly.

Fortunately, the private room is located at the very back of the bar, and there are no customers in that area. As long as Zhou Xiaoxing and others are not staring there intently, they will not notice this strange scene.

"Sir Lin, Uncle Biao, you evacuate the guests, Xiaoxing, come with me."

As the four of them stood up, Mengluo at the door stepped back and quickly closed the door.

Damn it, she just woke up, used her remaining strength to regain her consciousness, and wanted to go out for some air, but unfortunately, she saw Uncle Feng.

Knowing that Zhou Xiaoxing would send reinforcements after he left, but not expecting it to be so soon, the female monster leaned behind the door, closed her eyes, and thought about countermeasures.

She is now one breath, possessing people, and her fists and kicks are more or less under control. She is no match for them in a head-to-head fight.

Thinking about that night, even though she was fully armed and tried her best, she could not beat Zhou Xiaoxing and the others. This time... it was even more suspenseful!

The female monster opened her eyes unwillingly and walked towards the bed. She had finally been reborn, and she couldn't end up like this. Even if she died, two people would be buried with her.

When she got to the bed and sat down, her eyelids drooped, she grabbed the sheets with both hands, and with one force, she tore the sheets apart and opened her fingernails.

She didn't think of a good idea, even if her finger was broken, she didn't have the heart to deal with it.

Just thinking like this, her head still unconsciously looked at her. No, there was nothing wrong with Mengluo's injured finger, but it gave her an idea.

She is just one breath, and as long as no one can knock it out of Meng Luo, then she will be fine, unless...

"Unless we can bring out the tone of the female monster, Mengluo will always be in danger."

The moment the female monster closed the door, Sir Lin and Uncle Biao left the table and walked into the crowd. They left every table behind and said sorry to each guest. They sent someone to do something and needed to clear the place. The guests were extremely cooperative and put their money in

On the table, leave in an orderly manner.

Zhou Xiaoxing continued to sit. He knew that Uncle Feng still had something to say, and he also understood that it would not help if he went in like this.

To deal with monsters, we still need Uncle Feng’s help.

"Uncle Feng, what did you say?"

After Uncle Feng spent a long time doing some science research on how the female monster could survive in the air and attach itself to people, he finally got to the key point, and Zhou Xiaoxing quickly answered.

He has seen that kind of tone before. As long as he exerts his right hand, he can punch out with one punch. Just ask Brother Jun, Sir Miao will know the success rate.

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"Yes, but this time is different from last time. Last time, the breath was just a weapon to attack people. This time, it has thoughts, no, it has human consciousness, can think, can dodge, and is difficult to deal with."<

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This is the reason why Uncle Feng said so much before that this tone attaches itself to people.

"As for how to hit or force out that tone, I don't know."

Huh?

Zhou Xiaoxing held her chin. Uncle Feng had been talking for a long time, but there was still no way.

"Uncle Feng, since this breath is in Mengluo's body, is there any talisman or magic weapon that can suck it out?"

Uncle Feng shook his head. He said everything through his brain, but he didn't move because he didn't have a good idea.

With his eyebrows tightened, Zhou Xiaoxing put his hands on his thighs. The female monster had already possessed Meng Luo. Unless she was willing to come out on her own, there was nothing they could do.

"Uncle Feng, if we can let this breath come out voluntarily, will Meng Luo be fine?"

Zhou Xiaoxing expressed this idea with great expectation, and soon the light in his eyes went out. If he were a female monster, he would not come out at all.

Even if I breathe in the air, I can't do anything and turn into Mengluo. Let's not talk about other things. At least I have a place to stay. As long as I practice diligently and given time, I can return to my previous appearance.

“Xiao

..."

Uncle Feng spread his hands and had no choice.

Hearing what Uncle Feng said, Zhou Xiaoxing gave up the idea. Indeed, one breath is not like an insect flying into the ear. If you turn on a beam of light in the darkness, it will fly out automatically.

"However, your idea gave me an idea. If we can eliminate this breath before it attaches to Meng Luo, we can still save Meng Luo."

After Uncle Feng finished speaking, he felt a little excited and patted Zhou Xiaoxing's shoulders twice with both hands. He didn't notice that Zhou Xiaoxing's face turned blue.

"Xiaoxing, are you so excited to hear this idea?"

It wasn't until Zhou Xiaoxing's shoulders tilted that Uncle Feng saw Zhou Xiaoxing's strange expression with his mouth wide open and pointing below.

"No, no, Uncle Feng, you stepped on my foot."

Zhou Xiaoxing pulled back his foot and touched it a few times. Seeing Uncle Feng lowering his head in embarrassment, he immediately raised his head, pretending to be fine, and naturally took over what Uncle Feng said first.

"Uncle Feng, I understand what you mean, do you want to use the Qiankun Bagua Yin and Yang Talisman you gave me?"

As soon as these words came out, Uncle Feng suddenly raised his head, his big curious eyes flashed, and he would know that he didn't even say anything about the array given to him last time.

"Uncle Feng, why are you looking at me like this? I just asked casually. Isn't it really true?"

Pretending to be careless, Zhou Xiaoxing took out the talisman from his backpack, raised his palm, and handed it to Uncle Feng.

"You're not right. I think you know what this talisman is for. When will the master behind it introduce it to me?"

"High, master, I have it in my side pocket. I have to say that I have it. I only have Uncle Feng at the moment. Otherwise, I would think of you immediately on this occasion."

Seeing Uncle Feng pick up the talisman, Zhou Xiaoxing laughed playfully and let it go.

And he didn't tell lies. Masters don't exist here. He is a master.

"If you don't want to, forget it."

Putting the talisman on the table, Uncle Feng glanced at Zhou Xiaoxing and refused to talk nonsense. He quickly recited the spell and waited for the talisman to light up. He stopped and saw the rising talisman falling steadily.

This is?

There was a question mark on Zhou Xiaoxing's face, and he turned his head to look at Uncle Feng, who seemed like nothing had happened. The latter looked innocent, and this matter had nothing to do with him.

Confront quietly for a few seconds.

"Uncle Feng, please explain."
To be continued...