White joints seem to glow slightly in Zhou Yan’s palm.

Wen Fuli grabbed the horn and studied it for a moment, but he couldn’t see the strangeness. He weighed the weight of a horn. This bone is not small but very light. No wonder Wen Wan can hide it when the paper baby is so long.
Zhou Yan couldn’t help worrying that his own creation skills could be brought into play at the moment, but he talked about how to call for unification and death.
In other words, the absence of this "keel" can give skills.
What could have happened? This was not the case when he made coins before.
Zhou Yan looked at Wen Fuli’s white horn, and suddenly his skills were limited. Maybe his own things must conform to the shape of the object or be combined to truly give it special properties.
No matter whether it is the insect horn or the coin Zhou Yan, it is based on the physical foundation and this "keel" has never seen his own creation skills fail completely.
Wen Fuli put the keel in his sleeve and said to Zhou Yan, "I will go to Nanyan Wang to verify that if it is false, you know the consequences."
"These paper puppets will watch you. Don’t try to escape. Make sure I see the results before I come back."
Zhou Yan looked at Wen Fuli’s back in the distance and was relieved to finally communicate with his teammates.
Ji Fangwei also waited for Wen Fuli to go far until he disappeared and said, "You didn’t take out the keel."
Zhou Yan’s "Yes"
Ji Fangwei picked up the antlers and put them in front of the gurney. He said, "You are very clever, and the King Yan won’t point out whether this thing is true or false."
Zhou Yan smiled and said, "If it’s a real keel, Nanyan Wang has been complaining about Wenfuli for a long time and won’t tell if it’s real. If it’s fake, Nanyan Wang can’t wait for Wenfuli to fail."
"So he won’t tell the truth, and instead he will try his best to confirm that the keel I gave Winfrey is true."
And one more thing, that is, it is just right to hold Wen Fuli and discuss a follow-up countermeasure.
Zhou Yan: "What do you think of the two progress more than half?"
When it was urgent, Ji Fangwei also directly expressed his thoughts. "The first investigation of the dragon truth must follow Wen Fuli’s last step to bring the dragon here according to his meaning."
Zhou Yan nodded and agreed with him. He seemed to have a heart to heart and said, "I have already made some progress in solving the villagers’ troubles for the second time."
"Qi Sixian’s progress has increased to 5% after saying that people in Yangcun are suffering from chondrosis. Do you mean those wandering souls in Yincun when you say the other 5%?"
Ji Fangwei is looking down at the animal stump on the table. When he heard what Zhou Yan said, he suddenly raised his head and his eyes lit up and said, "It’s such an answer."
What if Yincun is imprisoned and haunted?
Zhou Yan doesn’t want to be here, but he’s still playing around with his tools.
They are wandering around and catching ghosts alive, in fact, they are also sending those wandering souls into reincarnation. Maybe they are an opportunity to solve the wandering souls in Yincun?
"there is another very important sign."
Zhou Yan drew a "∞" symbol on the table with yellow mucus and said, "What do you think of Qi Sixian leaving this message?"
Ji Fangwei looked at this symbol with his head slightly sideways and said, "Poor? Numbers? "
Zhou Yan wiped this wet mark and said, "I thought so at first, but I always felt that it must be very important to be wrong."
Ji Fangwei listened to him so firmly and pondered for a moment and said, "Is it a sign of Yin and Yang Village?"
He re-painted the "∞" symbol on the countertop, saying that "Yin Village is on the left, Yang Village is on the right, and this place in the middle is the ancestral hall connecting two villages"
Ji Fangwei’s reasoning seems to be the answer to the problem.
Zhou Yan didn’t think so. He said, "This information was really reached by Qi Sixian through the camera, but he found it when he was shooting in the mountain in Yinyang Village. We already know that there is Yinyang Village, and he doesn’t need to repeat it at the end of the short film."
Ji Fang only recalled every word that Qi Sixian said sentence by sentence and said, "He said this is the end of everything."
What is the end?
Zhou Yan quickly cut off the antlers on the heads of two bucks with that sharp scalpel. Maybe they were soaked in the liquid for so long that they didn’t even ooze a trace of blood.
He began to devote himself to preparing for the birth of the "dragon"
Wen Fuli came back with a horn. Although his face was calm and there was no difference at first, Zhou Yan could see that his pace was chaotic and even his breathing was short.
Obviously, he was turned away from Nanyan Wang, which is exactly what Zhou Yan needs.
He bent his head and did his own handiwork with peace of mind, but it was a pity that the progress was slow. Wen Fuli made a temper at Nanyan Wang’s place and came back to see Zhou Yan repaired one or two antlers.
Zhou Yan leaned over Wen Fuli and prepared a special character pen to draw those mysterious spells. The dense red mantras are like chains to firmly stabilize the antlers on the camel’s face.
Wen Fuli squinted to observe Zhou Yan’s every move. Those mantras drawn by himself in the paper puppet are very similar, but not necessarily. Wen Wan must have created a spell himself.
At first, he sneaked into the tomb of Nanyan King because of some ulterior secret. He was intelligent and gentle in nature. He not only learned the spell of Nanyan King’s paper puppet, but also gave it to himself.
I didn’t expect that on the day when the plan was completed, she managed to steal the keel and put it into the newborn fetus.
Without the support of the keel, Nanyan Wang was a pool of mud. He viciously scolded himself for being gentle in that exquisite coffin.
I have painstakingly planned for many years, but I also fell short. I didn’t begin to doubt my sister until Wen Wan couldn’t hide Wen Fuli’s pregnancy.
Later, her child threatened Wen Wan to tell the story, but she refused to tell the truth when she died.
There is no way for Wen Fuli to make the villagers disrespectful to their ancestors. The most cruel criminal law has severely tortured Wen Wan, knocking her with a rough stone, gouging out her ears and throwing her into the villagers’ Laisheng River.
But Wen Fuli wanted more than that. He wanted to know that the keel fell, so he found her dying and gentle in the swim, and made her into a paper man and restored her to her original appearance forever, so that she would suffer severe pain forever and ever, and she could free her soul.
Winfrey rubbed her bones and thought of her sister’s computer. Unfortunately, the keel finally returned to her own hands.
Yu, the nephew who has never met before, is probably dead.
Wen Fuli shook his head, and this is roughly the reincarnation of the world. After today, he is about to shed all foreign things and give himself influence, get rid of time constraints and always be above this world.
Just now, when King Nan Yan was sarcastic about the bones in his hand, he told him everything.
The one who relies on the keel to throw its weight around is now crawling around like a maggot, and the waste has shed tears.
It’s really strange
He looked at the symbol that connects the antlers and the face, and his eyes must not start to be vicious. He is tall everywhere, and a younger sister will come to disgust herself after death.
But this nausea is a big help to yourself.
Zhou Yan can feel Wen Fuli’s needle-like sight watching his every move. He has spliced the dragon shape according to the memory.
Majestic antlers, sharp talons, smooth lines, and a snake-like tail with red whiskers. Two green eyes from the tiger’s body are also linked to the camel’s face.
Those dark scales even sparkled with a thin layer, giving off charming magic light in the dim light.
Zhou Yan’s back was soaked with cold sweat, especially when Wen Fuli looked at the mantra he described, he felt that he had seen through his own small movements.
Those roots were not painted by entomogenous fungi, but he made red pigments and painted them according to the rune style.
Can you fool Wen Fuli? Is it because he upgraded his creative skills and turned skin wax into real skin connecting two limbs, or can he fool others?
Wen Fuli leaned over and carefully examined Zhou Yan’s mantras. He is not proficient in this way, and he owes it to his sister.
Even so, he can see the strangeness of these runes.
Zhou Yan’s heart is about to jump into his throat, and he is getting closer and closer.
He stretched out a hand to touch the surface with red mantras.
Wen Fuli’s fingertips are a little distance from the mantra.
Zhou Yan "Wait, these mantras cannot be destroyed"