"Damn, it was pre-recorded with a tape recorder, why didn't I think of it. He pretended to pee again, and got out of the tent and walked under a tree in the distance. At a distance of about ten meters, the white shadow appeared, and Lao Liao rushed over with an arrow step, kicking at the shadow.

"Ouch!" the shadow bones rolled to the ground.

It turned out that someone was scurrying around in the bushes in a white robe, only to appear looming, ethereal, and difficult to see in the dark night, and people who did not know the inside story would think that it was a ghost at first glance.

Liao Xuebing mentioned the man and sneered: "Hey, are you a thief trying to steal our things? Grabbing his hair and hitting the trunk twice. The moonlight was hazy, and even if the man shook off the cloak, he still couldn't see his face clearly, and Liao Xuebing was in the middle of it, pretending to recognize him as a thief, and he couldn't help but say that it was a violent beating.

"Damn, dare to play Lao Tzu, if I don't beat you into a pig's head, I won't be a teacher. Lao Liao scolded happily in his heart, raised his foot and kicked the man hard. Who can resist the three punches and two kicks of the biker boss? The man was triumphantly pretending to be a ghost thirty seconds ago, and thirty seconds later he has been beaten to the point of being a real ghost.

"Old, teacher...... Yes, it's me ......" The unlucky man managed to let out a pitiful cry, but the voice was indistinct, sandy and hoarse, and uncomfortable to listen to.

"What? Pretending to be a student in our class, you thief is quite wise!" Liao Xuebing pushed his arm behind his back and lifted it up hard, and the pressure of the joint came from a sharp pain, and the man let out a terrible scream.

Such a big movement woke up the others early, and several male classmates quickly came with flashlights: "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Lao Liao looked back and saw that it was Cui Zheng, Li Yuzhong, Ye Yuhu, and Four Eyes, who came in such a timely manner, and the clothes on their bodies were neatly dressed, they must have been involved in what happened just now, and they were worried that something would happen to their companions before they arrived quickly, and at this time everyone else was rubbing their sleepy eyes. He said sternly: "If you catch a guy who wants to steal from our camp, it may be a nearby villager." Do you have a rope to tie him up and take him to the police station tomorrow? ”

A few flashlights shone on the man's face, and it was the Mongolian army. This unlucky ghost has a blue nose and swollen face, his white robe is torn into pieces, and there are abrasions on his hands and feet.

Cui Zheng pretended to be surprised and said, "Teacher, stop it, he is the Mongolian army of our class!"

Meng Jun's huge body was so big that he was beaten to the ground and trembled, and nodded again and again when he heard the words.

Ye Yuhu and the four eyes were afraid: Fortunately, he drove Meng Jun, a stupid man, to be a substitute for the dead, otherwise it would be his turn to take a few punches and kicks, and he would definitely die even worse, the teacher really worked as an auto mechanic and plumber, and his strength was unimaginable.

"What? Are you a Mongolian soldier? What are you doing running out in the middle of the night?"

"I ...... I ...... "Meng Jun got up with difficulty with the help of others, and was questioned by the teacher and didn't know how to answer, could it be that I got up in the middle of the night to pretend to be a ghost and fix your old Liao?" I had an idea, and said: "I, I have always had sleepwalking when I was a child, just now, uh, I didn't know what happened just now, I should be sleepwalking!"

He was so depressed that he vomited blood, was beaten violently, and pretended not to know what was going on, that people could be so miserable.

"Since it's nothing, let's go back to sleep, oh, classmate Mengjun, I saw you fall while sleepwalking just now, did you hurt yourself? Liao Xuebing had to make inches of progress, and took the opportunity to shirk the bad things he had done.

"Thank you, teacher, for your concern......," Meng Jun was so sad that he almost cried. I was beaten like a panda by you, and I want to thank you, what kind of world is this?

"High, really high. Ye Yuhu and Cui Zheng thought at the same time: "I underestimated him before." ”

The clouds grew thicker and thicker, the last rays of the moon were completely obscured, and a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the sky, illuminating the surrounding scenery in detail.

Liao Xuebing shook off a bad feeling: "Is it going to rain?"

Before his thoughts could fall, a low thunderclap exploded in his ears, shaking everyone's ears and making them unstable. Those who were about to wake up were so frightened that what little sleepiness left disappeared without a trace, and they all slipped out of their tents.

"Pack up your things and hide in your tent and don't come out. Liao Xuebing shouted.

Zhong Bai put away the pots and pans while scolding: "Damn the weather station said there will be no rain!

The camp was busy, and everyone was in a hurry.

The howling wind swept up and shook the tent, and the leaves slapped on the face with a faint pain. Another lightning bolt of lightning, long and wide, pierced the entire night sky, and the surroundings were as bright as day. There was a violent thunder that almost shattered the entire heavenly earthquake. The girls screamed and clenched their ears.

Liao Xuebing's inferior tent failed to withstand the raging storm, and with a hula, the four fulcrums took off the raised earth from the grass and rolled towards the lake. "Ah, my tent of more than four hundred!" thankfully his sleeping bag was still pressed underneath it, and there were some clothes and items inside. He hurriedly rolled up his sleeping bag and tucked it under his armpit. "Four hundred pieces have been lost, and two hundred pieces cannot be lost. ”

Looking at the dark clouds, Liao Xuebing felt that this was definitely a rainstorm, and hurriedly shouted: "Everyone move to a higher place to ......."

As soon as he finished speaking, the raindrops the size of soybeans fell like a scoop. The heavy rain and the whirlpools of the wind, like stripped together, whipped down from the sky ferociously. The torrential rain washed over the trees, the meadows, and the lakes like war drums that shook the sky.

"Teacher, come to me. Murong Lan saw that he was still standing stupidly, so he hurriedly ran over and dragged him into the tent.

The two of them huddled inside, the water rushing down the hillside had soaked to their ankles, and their sleeping bags and bags were soaked. Their luggage was floating everywhere, with clothes, pants, dishes, chopsticks, and food.

The people hiding in the tent are like a lonely boat in the angry waves, the rain is getting heavier and heavier, the water is accumulating more and more, and gradually merging into a torrent, seeing that all the tents can not hold on, Lao Liao jumped out and shouted hoarsely: "Everyone come with me, there is a cave next to the waterfall, go there safe!"