Wait, wait, just when Leng Junling was bored and began to count how many hairs he had, there was a sudden wind outside the house, and his eyes immediately lit up and looked at the wild monk who closed his eyes and recuperated on the side, but this time Leng Junling kicked him directly: "You are really asleep, wake up, the female ghost is back." ”

At that moment, the monk was kicked by Leng Junling, and wiped the halazi on the side of his mouth in a daze, frowning and chanting: "Siniang, it's lighter, my legs seem to be swollen." ”

"Stop talking nonsense, get up quickly, and the female ghost will come in to see how good you look and eat you. ”

"Oh, she's so discerning. The monk smiled shamelessly, but the movements in his hands were not slow at all, and the Zen staff turned and raised the enchantment to cover him and Leng Junling, and in the moment Leng Junling saw that there were still flowers on the cover, and suddenly there was an indescribable strange feeling.

The strange gaze looked at the wild monk, the wild monk frowned, and after a while, he suddenly understood the meaning of Leng Junling's gaze and actually raised his chin: "Siniang, are you shocked by my extraordinary taste, I am a delicate monk." ”

Hehe, the monk still knows the word taste, it's really mysterious!

Leng Junling turned his face and absolutely ignored this "master" who didn't know how to write the word "big face".

The weapons in the hands of the two of them have actually been set up a long time ago, and they are worthy of being coveted by the eggs, the monk's enchantment concealment effect is good, and the sound insulation effect is also very good, and the female ghost who elegantly pushed the door into it didn't notice that there were two more big living people on her territory.

And when Leng Junling saw the appearance of the female ghost, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, yo, isn't this the missing Miss Zhao, not bad, such a beautiful face, that female ghost does have vision.

It's a pity that this face is pale at this time, it really responds to the image of a female ghost, a delicate red wedding dress adds a bit of gloomy, at this time Leng Junling's brain is open, and he suddenly thought that such a conspicuous color is used on the wedding day, for the groom who is not very good at heart, this bride's red wedding dress I don't know if I was scared, after all, now Miss Zhao's makeup, hehe, the scarlet big lips, really don't need makeup to play a ghost!

It's a pity, such a little beauty.

Leng Junling touched his chin and complained about the taste of this female ghost, and the monk on the side looked interesting: "Siniang, weren't you still a teenage girl when you died, and you were judging the dress of other brides, what, did you think about when you got married?"

"Getting married, I didn't think about it, but if it were me, I would never wear a red wedding dress, and it really hurts my eyes to see this Miss Zhao today. ”

"And what color are you wearing, white?"

The monk teased her: "Then it will be a funeral, that groom dares to ask you?"

"Oh, white is more ugly, I'm going to use black, and then I'll get big black lips and black nails to scare the man who wants to marry me. ”

Leng Junling joked unhurriedly, but the monk burst into tears: "What a child!"

He attributed Leng Junling's words to fairy tales, after all, Siniang was only a teenager when she died, and it would not be too much to say that she was a child.

chatting happily, I saw that the female ghost first stood in the house for a while, and then circled around those coffins, opening the coffin lid from time to time and caressing the skin of those corpses, looking at Leng Junling's eyes twitching, this cherished and careful appearance, just like a little girl fiddling with her beloved doll, it really made people look creepy, and the female ghost admired it for a while and didn't see that someone had touched the coffin before, so she was satisfied and stood in the last empty coffin, and when she lay in and closed the coffin lid, a burst of black smoke poured out of it and fell to the ground not far away and gradually condensed into a human shape。

And looking at the female ghost that gradually condensed into a human form, Leng Junling couldn't help but grab it on the monk's arm.

Look at the thick waist of the black shadow gently twisting, stroking the little finger of the orchid on the sideburns, walking like a cloud and flowing water to walk to the front of the bronze mirror in the room to look at his appearance, just look at this posture is really graceful and weak like a willow, but in fact, the black shadow is at least more than one meter nine, the muscles are knotted and the face is full of black beards, and the burly appearance makes people want to shout: "Strong man, accept my worship!"

Such an honor is really indescribable, even the monk's stiff face has an indescribable grievance, and Leng Junling on the side is very sympathetic.

Hey, there are still women's clothing bosses in this place, Leng Junling smiled evilly: "Master, the time has come to purify all sentient beings, didn't you say just now that I don't understand women's hearts, now is the time for you to teach in person, why don't you hurry up?"

"Siniang, it's not scary to be a female ghost, it's not scary to be a male ghost, and it's even good to be a ghost, but what kind of thing is it not far away, can you bear to let me go?"

"Master, you can't say that, aren't you still thinking about the worship of the Zhao family's master, hurry up, get the money early after the fight early, and let your eyes suffer a little less!"

The wild monk sighed when he heard this, and the moment he clenched the Zen staff in his hand to remove the enchantment, he shouted: "Demon, take your life to !!!"

Hehe, the good-looking one is called a young lady, and if she is not good-looking, she is called a demon, and she understands it.

Leng Junling smiled and hid aside and watched the wild monk pounce towards the "female" ghost, and the "female" ghost who was startled instantly turned into smoke and turned to hide, but the monk had already prepared, and at the moment when the black shadow wanted to hide in the coffin, the body was turned upside down by the golden lotus-shaped enchantment, and the contact part was like being corroded and smoking, and the "female" ghost screamed miserably and ran away without even daring to let go of the words.

Oh, smart man, you know that when it comes to a pinch, don't you... Loading·· X。

It may be that he was stimulated and ruthless, the monk can work harder than usual, thinking that if this "female" ghost is beautiful, this monk must not have a good chat with others, and now it is like playing chicken blood, chasing after a Zen staff is more ruthless than a Zen stick, and I can't wait to make people become Buddhas and ascend to Bliss as soon as possible.

Leng Junling snickered, leisurely watching the fight between the two parties from inside the house to outside the house, floating to the door and clapping loudly while pity, hey, it would be nice to have a melon seed at this time, this wild monk is so hard to fight ghosts, it is really rare to see in a hundred years.

The "female" ghost was caught off guard and injured at the beginning, at this time under the monk's hands, it was naturally defeated and retreated, but he couldn't escape and couldn't escape, and he couldn't beat it, and he shouted angrily "The monk is looking for death" The figure collapsed and scattered in an instant, divided into more than a dozen strands and rushed to the air, and was instantly expanded by the cold moonlight, which was more than ten times larger, and smashed towards the monk.

The monk's old trick was repeated, and in an instant, the golden lotus enchantment protected the top of his head, and the two were connected to a burst of ghost wails, and the enchantment began to dim under the vigorous corrosion, and finally exploded with a bang, and the monk flew out upside down as if he was slammed by a truck of more than ten tons, and he broke more than a dozen trees in a row and failed to get up for a while, seeing that there was one less target, the black mist gathered again, and the sight of the "female" ghost suddenly turned around, and the gloomy gaze was staring at Leng Junling's face.

"Uh······ Beautiful sister, I'm not in the same group as him~~~~ Monk, help······"

Leng Junling turned his head and ran away after howling, the floating scream was cheerful, but the "female" ghost was stunned, even if she heard Leng Junling praise her, she was also resentful, and a fierce man chased after Leng Junling, and in a moment he was in front of him······

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