The raw billet sent by Wang Erzi was really sweet and sweet, that is, the person who looked the same as him when Bai Lu helped Zixue chase the car thief that day.

Since Gan Tiantian disappeared from Huayu Building Materials Factory, she didn't dare to go back to her hometown in Jiangxi for fear of being arrested, so she cut her hair and disguised herself as a man to hide in Tibet, and she also went all the way to the provincial capital.

As for why she ran, it has always been a mystery.

"Woo woo woo!" Seeing that it was a sweet and sweet thing that he was worried about day and night, he was so anxious that he struggled again.

Wang Erzi, who was originally frightened by the ghost hand, came back to his senses, and his eyes were in contact with the pestle, and he jumped up with a "Teng": "Oh, it's you little bastard!"

Seeing that he knew the pestle, Sai Ghost Hand asked in a deep voice, "What, you two have a knot?"

Wang Erzi thought about the wound on his wrist that still hurts, and he couldn't wait to knock the pestle to the bone and suck the marrow, and scolded with hatred: "This little bastard, it's not just a knot, it's a deep hatred!"

He hated and scolded with a cruel smile on his face, turned around and grabbed the five hundred yuan on the coffee table in his hand, and said to the ghost of the game:

"Kong Qigong, I will leave you Xiao Nizi, but you have to promise me one thing - if you make this little king egg into meat dumplings and don't send them to other places, you will throw them on the Yongde Railway Station, and Lao Tzu will visit him every day!"

"Well, it's not hard. The ghost replied with a gloomy face.

Wang Erzi glared at him viciously, turned his head and left.

The ghost closed the door and returned to the house, looked at the pestle on the ground, and then turned his gaze to Gan Tiantian, squinting his old eyes and laughing:

"Hey, hey, such a fresh little honey lamb, it deserves that the second son of the king has no eyesight! Tonight, the old man is going to catch the gun and shoot this little......"

He got up and came to the pestle with a smile on his face, and scolded with a sinking face: "It's cheap for you kid tonight, locked in a dog cage for a while, and then do it tomorrow morning!"

After the ghost scolded him, he couldn't wait to rub his hands and pick up the sweetness and go out, but it was the wind on the soles of his feet.

"Woooooo

"It's over! it's completely over......" Kiko stopped struggling in despair in his heart, wanting to cry without tears. I can't imagine that I have to take a sweet ride when I am dying, and my life is just bitter, why do I always have to bring suffering and bad luck to my closest people......

"Oh my God, do you have justice, do you have ......?"

He roared in his heart, sad and angry, and really wanted to end this cheap life quickly, everything disappeared like a nightmare......

"Okay, bite your tongue and kill yourself......" The pestle couldn't move, and finally thought of a way to bite his tongue and kill himself.

"Grandma...... Lu...... I'm incompetent, mother, your son can't protect you......! Sweet and sweet is right in front of me, but I can only watch her be harmed! I'm incompetent, I can't save her, what's the use of me living......"

There was blood dripping in his heart, he cried out in pain, and he suddenly bit down with a hard "click" in his mouth......

"Uh-huh!" he shook in pain at the bite, and he groaned. It turned out that he had rotten pants stuffed in his mouth and couldn't bite his tongue at all, but his back teeth were crooked and bitten on his cheeks.

As soon as his cheeks hurt, he sobered up a little, and secretly thought to himself: No, even if he wants to die, he has to find a way to save Tian Tian Tian first!

But how can we save it......

He didn't have a clue when he thought about it, and couldn't help but curse secretly: "It is said that the mind is a good thing, why do you have a piece ......of lard!"

The pestle hung his head in frustration, and his shadow was particularly clear under the electric light.

"Oh, Ma Zhuzi, this is you? Except for the leg disease, the upper body is not more lacking than others......"

Although he couldn't think of a way, he quickly calmed down, and it was different from before, unprecedented.

He seemed to see his mother laughing, smiling so really, smiling calmly without regrets......

The mother seemed to say: "Child, don't be afraid!

"Mother!" called out in his heart, feeling the warm and endless power that only a mother could have when he was a child, the power was surprisingly thick and vast, like the sea, boundless, and even swallowed the entire sky......

The pestle seems to be wandering in a dream, as if it is flying on the sea. And the ocean under the ten thousand feet is full of the bitterness, sorrows, joys, sorrows, joys and sorrows of the world, life and death, love and hatred, joys and sorrows, and one scene after another seems to be different but repetitive life dramas......

"Oh!" the pestle blinked, and subconsciously shook his body, and the black iron bead was still heavy in his pocket.

"Is it true that I used a slingshot to knock out the iron bump and shoot the steel pipe......"

Kiko became more and more convinced that there was something mysterious in this world, and although he didn't know what it was, he knew that his experience must be real.

Just when the pestle felt absurd and bizarre and couldn't believe it, as soon as the door opened, the ghost came in lightly.

He stared at the pestle for a long time, picked up the slingshot on the table and put it down, laughed at himself and sighed meaninglessly:

"Maybe I might have been dazzled that day, a broken slingshot smashed and shattered, at best, a few pieces of rotten iron!

"Woo!" Seeing the ghost hand come back, the pestle breathed a sigh of relief in his heart for a while, and whined and squeezed his eyebrows, signaling him to take out the things in his mouth.

At this time, the pestle is no longer as cowardly and impulsive as before, he feels that this world is true and false, and it really has to be both real and fake, and he can think about it and see it thoroughly, and he can afford to put it down!

Seeing that he was in a hurry like a monkey on a steamer, Sai Ghost Hand asked disdainfully, "What, do you have something to say?"

"Hmm!" the pestle nodded hurriedly.

"Hehe, boy, you said to take it down for you, let you talk if you want to speak?"

The ghost hand laughed angrily: "Tell you, that broken slingshot is nothing unusual, and you are worthless!"

"Woo!" the hammer shook his head and nodded, his eyes looking straight down at him.

"What do you mean, what do you want to say, you want to pee?" asked the Ghost Hand.

"Woo woo!" the pestle shook his head vigorously.

The old guy really didn't understand what the pestle was doing, so he had to pull the rotten trouser fork out of his mouth.

"Oh, grandma's! It's stinking to death...... "The pestle took a long breath before speaking to the ghost hand:

"Don't you want to know the secret of the slingshot? Tell you, the key is not in the slingshot!"

"Oh?" As soon as the pestle opened his mouth, the ghost hand immediately became interested again, and asked tightly, "Then where do you say the mechanism is?"

The corners of his mouth raised, and he said coldly: "You tied my hands and feet numb and painful, and you still want to get heavenly treasures from me!

Unexpectedly, the ghost hand stared at him when he heard it, but he didn't believe him:

"Hmph, who are you fooling, I haven't seen a bull that can blow except for a flying pig in my life, and I have a treasure under my hand like you!

I can't imagine that Sai Ghost Hand is still a materialist, and I don't believe in that.

The pestle raised his eyebrows and asked, "What, you still don't believe it?" Untie my arm, the master will let you see the real thing!

"Hmph, little oilskin, I know you're putting a sleeve on the old decay!" said with a contemptuous smile on the ghost hand:

"Trick yourself up with me, you're still too tender! Tell you, even if you let go of all your hands and feet, and give you eighteen weapons, you won't be able to get out of this door!"

"Go out?" "No, no, no, I still have to save Gan Tiantian!"

"Sweet, you fart, who is Sweet?" the old man was not surprised when he saw that the pestle had changed, but he became a little angry, and asked:

"What, do you mean that chick just now? You two know each other? Who is she? Also, you know Wang Er...... You're here at the same time tonight...... Say, isn't it a trap?"

The ghost hand has been mixed up on the road all his life, and he is an extremely suspicious old fox, and he immediately correlates all links with a high degree of vigilance.

Seeing that he suddenly looked like a frightened bird, he said in his heart Since you think of the master so shrewdly and capablely, then I will play with you. So he laughed and made a posture of being in his chest:

"Haha, it's really an old fox! Do you know that there is a deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau surnamed Du?"

"Uh...... Du Fei?" The ghost was stunned for a moment, his eyes rolled and he said in a deep voice: "What, what kind of big-headed ghost are you?" Du Fei, I know what he looks like, the police of Quan Yongde go up to the bureau chief and down to the guard, including the cleaning, we all have pictures and graphics, you don't want to lie to me!"