Zhang Zizi was eager to get in.

But he was a highly educated man, and he knew it was written in that poem.

How can a human body crawl out of a dog's hole!

Therefore, in the face of the "road" pointed out to him by the old man, how could he choose to give in!

"Uncle, help me, it seems to be a little stuck!"

The old man raised his foot and kicked hard, Zhang Zi stumbled and finally got in.

Zhang Zizai turned around and shouted at the entrance of the cave: "Uncle, it's your turn! Come here, I'll pull you!"

I shouted two or three times, but there was no response from the other side of the cave.

Zhang Zizai leaned down and looked out through the hole.

I'll go! This uncle has disappeared!

Now it's a disaster, this uncle can't be a member of the Huang family, right?

Use the excuse to lure yourself to the backyard and then find someone to solve yourself?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zizai's hairs stood up all over his body, and he hurriedly patted his ass and stood up.

When he turned around, he found that the old man was already standing behind him with his hands behind him.

"Uncle, when did you come in?"

"Just now. ”

"No, I've been guarding the entrance of the cave, and I haven't seen you climb in!"

The old man pointed to the wall on the other side: "There's a door there." ”

......

Seeing that the old man had already come in, Zhang Zizai hurriedly motioned for him to take him to the main hall.

The old man shook his head: "You can't get in." ”

Zhang Zizai: "What do you mean?"

The old man sneered: "What do you say?"

Zhang Zizai panicked: "Could it be that you are the Huang family?"

Old man: "Fart, open your eyes and take a good look, do I look as obscene as a weasel?"

Zhang Zizai: "The key is that you always cover your face, and I can't see it!"

When the old man heard this, he shook hard, and a black gas came out of his head, and with a sound, the hat split into two and exploded.

"Look now. ”

Zhang Zizai: "It's not like ...... Huang Chongba's skin is much better than yours. ”

"Poor mouth!"

The old man raised his eyebrows, and a burst of black mist overflowed from his body, instantly enveloping the two of them.

Zhang Zizai's heart tightened, the last time he encountered a similar situation was when R country played against the Great Tengu.

At that time, the Great Tengu had released a blood mist and used it to cut off contact with the outside world, thus trying to strangle several people.

And today's black mist, although it doesn't have that bloody aura, is much thicker and colder than the blood mist of the tengu.

A bone-eating chill enveloped Zhang Zizai, and he couldn't help but shiver several times.

Good guy, this old man's black fog is really powerful, you don't need to buy an air conditioner in summer!

After the old man used black mist to isolate the two, he walked towards Zhang Zizi step by step.

Seeing this, Zhang Zizai hurriedly used the wooden man, wanting to escape from the black fog.

However, something unexpected happened.

The old man in front of him was not frozen by the skills of the wooden man, and he still moved freely!

He frowned and looked at Zhang Zizai, and said disdainfully: "That waste surnamed Yao taught you such a shit?"

He actually knew Lao Yao?

"Who the hell are you?"

"You don't remember me?"

"I've never seen you at all!"

Old man: "You bought new skills in my store at the beginning!"

Isn't it right, all his skills were obtained from Lao Yao before, only this time he obtained an effective stealth technique against ghosts from Niu Dada-stepping on his right foot with his left foot, but he hasn't tried it so far.

This uncle actually said that he had bought skills from him?

Could it be that he is the head of a bull? No way, he has seen the big look of a cow.

That guy looked like Alista, burly and majestic, and liked to wear hippie clothes all day long, and bought all kinds of gold and silver jewelry, and he had estimated that his chain must be at least five and a half pounds!

But the old man in front of him was dressed in a long shirt and skinny. Especially that nose, the nostrils are as small as the eye of a needle, and it doesn't look like a cow!

Seeing that Zhang Zizai still couldn't recognize himself, the old man had to open his mouth and remind: "I sold you the martial arts cheats!

It turned out to be you!Zhang Zizi once failed to get a skill and was ...... was fooled by the ghost and dropped a lot of dark coins, it turned out to be this bad old man!

Zhang Zizai: "You old fellow, cheated me out of my money, I haven't gone to look for you yet, but you sent it to the door yourself! Hurry up, give me back the money! Otherwise, I will definitely go to Lord Yama to sue you!"

Since it is his own person, Zhang Zizi's previous worries are superfluous.

He can't kill himself because of this little matter of selling fake and selling fakes, after all, the underworld is now cracking down and strictly controlling it, and as a ghost people, he must ......

Well, it looks like I'm thinking wrong again.

After the old man walked towards Zhang Zizai, he slapped his palm on the abdomen without saying a word.

Zhang Zizai suddenly felt a burning sensation in his abdomen, as uncomfortable as a fire.

He squatted on the ground holding his stomach, unable to say a word in pain for a while.

The old man didn't let him go, and slapped another palm on the top of his head.

This time, a biting chill hit, and the whole head seemed to freeze, and even his thinking slowed down.

One ice and one fire, one on the top of the head and the other in the abdomen, seemed to be conscious, and began to rush towards each other along Zhang Zizi's body.

Ice and fire converged in his chest, and then they were violently twisted together, colliding and fighting with each other, Zhang Zizi was heartbreaking and heartbroken, and he almost didn't have his back to breathe.

This old fellow looks like he's really here to take his own life!

Zhang Zizai covered his chest and said in a cold sweat: "Uncle, I won't sue you, we are all from the same unit, there is no need to kill them all like this." ”

"I'm not from the underworld!"

How is it possible?

I remember that Lao Yao once said that only the staff of the prefecture can do such a thing as opening a store in a mobile phone.

Since this old guy has a shop, he should also belong to the underworld, but why does he say that he is not from the underworld?

Zhang Zizai was full of doubts in his heart, but the old man did not relent, and once again he stepped closely, turned his palm into a claw in an instant, grabbed Zhang Zizai's arm, and pressed it on his arm more than a dozen times.

A tingling sensation like an electric shock spread to the arms, and the two arms lost control in an instant, hanging straight down like dislocations, unable to lift them again.

The old man did the same, and was about to lean down to grab his legs.

Zhang Zizai endured the pain, hurriedly jumped back a big step, and used his life-saving mastery - stepping on his right foot with his left foot.

It works!

The old man couldn't find him for a while!

Zhang Zizai was so excited at this moment that he couldn't help but want to say to Niu Dada: "You are also a pit goods!"

The bull head never told himself that when the other party can't see him with his left foot and his right foot, he will not be able to see the other party!