Zhang Zizi had never seen such a monster.

In the words of a foreign Taoist priest - the monsters who dare to commit murder wantonly in the world should all be blue-faced fangs, burly figures, and preferably with a few bloodshots at the corners of their mouths.

Zhang Zizai felt that what the foreign Taoist priest said was very reasonable, after all, he had been a teacher since he was a child, and the monsters he had seen or heard of could already circle the earth in a line.

Therefore, in the impression of Zhang Zizi and others, as a monster, there is nothing fuzzy on his body, he has not eaten a few humans, and you are embarrassed to say hello when you see your peers.

Shiramaruko is not a monster, she is a goblin at most.

In short, these youkai are supposed to use their hypocritical appearances to confuse the vulgar minds of mortals like the sake swallowing, or to scare the mortals with their terrifying appearances like the tengu.

Either way, all of these youkai have a feeling of horror.

And at this moment, the four monsters standing in front of everyone are completely contrary to everyone's cognition.

After the black mist cleared, the four youkai floating in the air also revealed their true bodies.

Aunt Xiao walked out, pointed to the four and said, "These four can also be regarded as monsters?

The frying pan floating in the air listened to it and roared angrily: "Who do you look down on! Lao Tzu is not a monster, are you?" After speaking, he twisted his handle with the paint off.

When the bowls, scoops, and basins on the side heard this, they shook their bodies desperately and echoed, clanging.

Zhang Zizai said with a smile: "No wonder the dusty woman just now said that she was useless, in the face of these guys, her pomegranate skirt is indeed nowhere to go!"

Frying pan: "You listen to Lao Tzu, the girl in the house belongs to Uncle Ben, none of you should think of a bad idea, otherwise it will ......"

"Otherwise, you're going to make each of us a bowl of egg fried rice, aren't you?"

Seeing that everyone showed disdain, Pan Pan snorted coldly: "You forced me!

After saying that, the pots, bowls, and basins were lined up side by side, and Ah Scoop jumped on them, writhing happily and shouting, "everybody! Let me see your hands held high! Follow my music, let's get dry together!"

With that, Ah Scoop jumped up and down on the other three demons, and with his jump, the pots and pans made a rhythmic tapping sound.

The music sounded, and Ah Hao cleared his throat and began to sing: "One give me Giao Giao, Gi I Giao I Giao!"

Accompanied by his Giao Giao, the people who were still mocking just now seemed to be stunned at the moment, all their bodies were out of control, shaking their heads lowly, and writhing to the beat while forgetting to move.

Even the foreign Taoist priest was caught in the magic sound of these people because he didn't notice it for a while, and waved his arms wildly.

Seeing that everyone had fallen under the spell of the magic sound, Ah Hao said happily: "How about it! Now you know how powerful we are!

Zhang Zizai looked at the people who were twisting behind him, couldn't help sighing, walked up to Ah Liang and said, "If you don't stop again, don't blame me for being unkind!"

Seeing that Zhang Zizai was not controlled by his magic voice, Ah Hao said with an incredible expression: "What's the matter? Why don't you follow Giao?"

Zhang Zizai said speechlessly: "Giao, your sister, such 2B music also wants to confuse me? You know, I fall asleep listening to the music of Niu Tou and his wife every day!"

Zhang Zizai recalled that he once gave Niu Tou a thumbs up to his circle of friends when he married a new concubine because of a temporary debt for a while, causing Niu Tou to think that he was also a fan of his concubine Miss Donkey, so he pulled himself into the concubine's live broadcast room every once in a while, and asked him to accompany him to enjoy the domineering woman's donkey cry if he had nothing to do.

The level of shock is far from being comparable to the pots and pans in front of them.

Therefore, these so-called magic sound spells, in his voice, are really like children playing at home, and they are not enough to see at all.

After hearing this, Brother Guo glared at Zhang Zizi viciously and said, "Okay, you forced us to make a trick!"

After speaking, the music changed, and the bowl girl jumped out, and the lead singer this time was replaced by her.

"Slow down, faster, higher and lower

Lighter, heavier, gentle, stronger

A little up, a little down, a little closer, a little tighter

Only envy the mandarin duck and not the immortal, there is no end to happiness"

The music style changed suddenly, and everyone in the audience also became fascinated, hugging each other in pairs and dancing affectionately.

The two bearded men closest to Zhang Zizai were even more in love, and their tongues were about to be entangled.

Looking at this scene, Zhang Zizi felt nauseous in his body, and almost vomited all the overnight meal. I had to hurriedly wave my hand at the four demons and said, "Can we change to a normal song?"

Brother Guo sneered: "You can't stand this? Lao Tzu still has a stained cloth eighteen* and doesn't sing! If you want to be taught, I don't mind showing it to you!"

Zhang Zizi frowned: "Are you sure you want to play such a heavy mouth?"

Brother Guo: "How is it? You have the ability to bite me?"

Zhang Zizai: "Okay! You are ruthless! Don't think that you can sing alone! Lao Tzu is known as the wheat tyrant in the west of the city!" After that, he took out his mobile phone, turned up his voice to the maximum, and began to fight against the four demons.

"Pale yellow dress, fluffy hair.

You hold my hand and look at the latest oil paintings on display.

Deserted streets, empty homes.

I'm the only one left partying alone. ”

Soon, the sound of the mobile phone covered the movements of the four demons, and Zhang Zizi's pale yellow long skirt also stirred up the magic sound of the bowl girl completely out of tune.

Gradually, everyone's movements began to slow down, and little by little they regained consciousness.

And Zhang Zizai was still enjoying it, following the high-decibel music released by the four loudspeakers in the mobile phone and howling selflessly, until the foreign Taoist priest covered his ears and stepped forward and kicked him to the ground, which stopped.

The music stopped abruptly, and the foreign Taoist priest pointed to the people behind him who were lying on the ground and vomiting: "Zhang Zizai, stop singing!"

Zhang Zizai pouted: "Do you think I am willing to sing? I am saving you! You were all controlled by the magic sounds of these monsters just now! If I don't interrupt him, you will dance until you are exhausted!"

Foreign Taoist: "It's better to jump until you're exhausted than to be sung by you! Singing a song is enough to make everyone vomit, I guess you are also the first person in ancient and modern times." ”

Four demons: "It seems that your mana is higher and stronger, more powerful than our magic sounds! Our singing is only intoxicating at most, and your singing is simply a stomach wash!"

Zhang Zizai said angrily: "Don't talk cool here! Beat them!"

The foreign Taoist priest smiled and took out a few charms from his pocket and said to the four demons: "A few little demons who have not even cultivated their human form dare to make trouble in Grandpa's territory? I will take all your elixirs today and use them to make wine!"

After speaking, he pinched the trick and recited the spell, and the spirit rune went straight to the four demons.

"Roar!" As soon as the spirit rune arrived, he heard a few roars, and the size of the pots and pans skyrocketed, and it became huge in an instant.

Everyone was startled and subconsciously took a few steps back.

Zhang Zizai: "What's the situation? This frying pan is hanging, right? Hurry up and report it!

The foreign Taoist priest shouted: "Ma Da Ah! (Oops) hungry (I) used the wrong charm!"