Brother Deng was also about to run out of oil, and as soon as he was relieved, he lay on Yuan Du's body, and when he saw Yuan Du's muddy head, he turned over and sat up in fright.

"You, you kid, you're ruthless enough. ”

"Do you think I want to do this? Can you not be ruthless? He is not dead! You start shooting him and he doesn't die if you shoot him with a hole in his head. Hearing Brother Deng's words, Li Xiaoguo came to his senses.

"Okay, make a friend, what's your name?" Deng Ge held out his other intact hand.

"My name is Li Xiaoguo. "I, Deng Yi. ”

"My name is Dragon Slash. The dragon slash also crawled over. "Make a friend!"

"I, I know. I knew it when I became Director Huang in the morning. ”

Haha, several people laughed, Brother Deng's hand was broken, his attention relaxed, and now he felt pain, and almost collapsed.

Long Slash used his clothes to help Brother Deng bandage the terrifying wound.

"I usually look at you giggling, but I can't imagine that you are quite tough. The dragon slash's praise was heartfelt.

"No, no way. For the sake of the young master, for Brother Lu, and for his own life. I let it go. Brother Deng's face was already pale, and he was still talking arrogantly, but his voice was so low that only he could hear it.

The dragon slashed him with two slaps on the left and right, and ordered, "I can't sleep now!"

"I'm afraid I can't stand the time to go out with this injury. Brother Deng's voice still seemed to be sleepy.

Long Slash slapped the left and right two more times, and ordered: "Hold on to me!"

"Okay, okay! Master, I'm sober, don't fight, don't fight. Deng Ge was beaten and waved his hands again and again.

Long Lu replied, "You have a good rest and don't talk." You can't stay here for long. ”

After he finished speaking, he went to help Long Lu, who woke up leisurely, to sit up, although Long Lu was not lightly injured, but he should not be able to die in his spirit.

"Here, take a bite. Brother Deng wanted to laugh, but he didn't even have the strength to grin, and just made a strange expression on his face. Raise your remaining left hand and stretch out two fingers towards Long Lu.

"Aren't you afraid that the fire will attract the hungry ghosts here?" Long Lu said this, and his hand reached into his jacket pocket.

"I'm still afraid of a fart. Look over there, the hungry ghost still needs our fire. The fat man pointed to the group of ghosts in the distance that had not yet dispersed.

Long Lu took out a pack of cigarette cases full of blood stains from his arms, took off a few cigarettes soaked in blood, chose the one with less blood stains and handed it to Brother Deng, took another one and shook it beside Li Xiaoguo, and only after the other party clearly refused did he light a fire for himself.

"Wait for the brothers to nourish their spirits, and then kill a bloody path from this hungry ghost road to protect the little young master to go home safely. Oops, it hurts. The fat man spat out a puff of smoke, and his breath began to be arrogant, and the wound began to hurt again.

"Otherwise, do you want the young master to take a bite too. After a pause, Fat Deng actually raised his cigarette at Long Chop.

The dragon slash who was sitting next to him looked at the fat man. He didn't even have the strength to speak, just shook his head weakly at him. Seeing that the young master couldn't persuade him, he handed the cigarette to Li Xiaoguo again.

Li Xiaoguo waved his hand again and again, blushing and twisting to the side, and in the moment he turned his gaze, he seemed to see Yuan Du's corpse move.

At this moment, the soul seems to be in another place.

In the depths of the valley, the green mountains are sandwiched between the banks, and the clear streams are murmuring. I don't know what season, the fallen leaves of the mountains fall densely like heavy snow, and fall on a white elegant house next to the clear water.

Yuan Du was prostrate at the door in black clothes, motionless like a clay sculpture. Beads of sweat trickled down his forehead and fell to the floor, already soaking in front of him.

The sound of slight footsteps sounded, Yuan Du's body trembled involuntarily, and he didn't dare to raise his head until his footsteps came from far and near, and a pair of white boots appeared in his sight.

"The master passed you in. The white boots just turned around at the door, then turned around and walked inside, and Yuan Du hurriedly got up, hunched over and followed behind the white boots.

After a long corridor, the sunlight poured in from the side, and the illuminated corridor was mottled, although the person he was going to meet made him full of fear, and every time Yuan Du walked here, he couldn't help but cast his eyes on the garden next to him.

The garden is full of flowers, thousands of purples and reds, colorful like heaven, Yuan Du knows several of them, the one with the golden stamen should be the osmanthus that Manyun said, right?

Every time he sees this beautiful garden, Yuan Du will inexplicably cross a trace of sadness in his heart.

You must know that this is a hungry ghost road, there is no sunshine, and there are no flowers.

These things were brought by the master from the human world.

Is this the case in the human world? If it is so beautiful, why did he, the master, go to the path of hungry ghosts?

The white boots stopped under a large wooden door, and just as he was about to knock, the door was already open, and two ghost servants in clothes came out carrying a long white cloth bag.

Yuan Du hurriedly bowed his head and retreated, making way for him. The two servants hurried over, and Yuan Du clearly saw a shriveled hand in the cloth bag. With a chuckle in his heart, he asked the white boots next to him in a low voice, "Lord, this is...?"

"You shouldn't know, don't ask. This hungry ghost said, the most worthless thing is the life of these hungry ghosts. White Boots probably felt that Yuan Du's question was too ignorant, and his tone was unhappy.

Hearing this, Yuan Du was extremely depressed. The Hungry Ghost Dao belongs to the lower three realms, and the ghost clan lives in a dark place, suffering from hunger and thirst, and their lives are not as good as ants. But no matter what, the ghost clan is also sentient beings, and they keep saying that "all living beings are equal", why do hungry ghosts lose their lives to the bone marrow. Every time he thought of this, he felt very aggrieved in his heart, but he didn't dare to squeak at all, and his body actually trembled like chaff.

White Boots also noticed his gaffe, and thought that he was afraid of his words, so he paused and softened: "Of course, we will never slack off on the Yaksha clan in the ghost clan. Don't say it, go in, the Lord is in a hurry. ”

After speaking, the white boots turned sideways to make a debut for Yuandu. Yuan Du eased his mind at the door, and after entering the house, he fell directly to the ground, and came to a five-body gift, and said lightly: "Lord!"

"Yuan Shaosi, don't be polite. A hearty laugh rang in his ears, "Get up and speak." ”

Only then did Yuan Du dare to raise his head slowly, and a tall voice and shadow came into view, it was this person, who made all the ghosts frightened, and they couldn't stop worrying. It's this person, who is good at scheming, and actually makes the entire ghost clan worship at his feet.

Kneeling at the feet of that person, Yuan Du consciously suppressed a powerful aura, blocked in his chest and couldn't spit it out, even though he had a thousand reluctances in his heart, he didn't even have the courage to raise his head.

That feeling is still fresh in my memory, just like today.

His body twitched, and the great pain pulled him out of his memories.

Woke up again. But I felt like I was in a dark space all around. I opened my mouth to scream, but there was no sound, and I wanted to open my eyes and look around, but it was dark. I can't even move.

Am I dreaming? How are they all my memories? Yuandu's brain seems to be inactive, and his consciousness slowly becomes clearer.

What happened to me just now?

Yes, I remember, I was killed by several Terrans in the most brutal way just now.

But I'm not dead, I can't die, I'm immortal.

As long as I am here, the Hungry Ghost Dao will always be the world of the ghost race, and it must not be ruled by the human race!

I want you humans to taste the pain of a thousand cuts!

Yuandu's body moved, first his fingers trembled slightly, and then his whole body moved.

I faintly heard a male voice shouting anxiously: "It's still moving, you see he's moving again." ”

"KAO, it's not dead yet. Another deep voice rang out, accompanied by a heavy wheezing: "Quick, stab him a few more times! ”