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The three of them in the quiet forest were panting like cattle, their eyes were dizzy, but they had no time to enjoy the beautiful scenery.

The new tomb had been completely restored to its original appearance a few hours ago, and Zhou Ning was worried that Brother Li would not be satisfied if he had never met him, and even beckoned the mad dog to build a few more pockets of loess to cover the resentment.

He privately felt that filling in a little more soil and stones, suppressing the evil ghost of Brother Li, and making it impossible for him to come out for the rest of his life, was a good thing with immeasurable merit.

The tombstone of the new grave was buried shallowly, and the three of them didn't feel much effort when they pushed it down, but they had to hold up the tombstone, and it took the strength of the old cow's nose to use the heavy tombstone to still fall quietly to the ground, not moving at all.

Still the skeleton couldn't look at it, so he came over to help erect it.

As soon as the tombstone was erected, things were much simpler, and the three of them rushed to shovel soil into the pit, for fear that if they were slow down, in less than a quarter of an hour, the shallow pit would become a grave bag.

However, things didn't end as the trio imagined.

Wang Rui, whose face had finally recovered a little blood, stood nearby, and said to the grave without saltiness: "My grave has not been filled with soil for many years, and today I am very envious when I see Brother Li's burrow look new." ”

The three tomb robbers stared at the grave in disbelief, waiting for an answer from the tomb.

However, there is no Brother Li, it is all a full set played by Wang Rui alone.

After a long silence.

I saw Wang Rui continue to shake his head at the new tomb and said, "Brother Li, these three friends don't seem to be as helpful as you say, does this work?" ”

He pondered for a while, then pretended to agree: "Okay, according to what you say, I'll give it a try." ”

Zhou Ning has lived more than ten years longer than a mad dog, although he is not a human spirit, but he still understands a little bit of human feelings.

As soon as he heard Wang Rui's words, he understood that the other party was changing his way to seek benefits.

Well, don't you just add some soil to your grave...... This lord, let's say, where is your grave?

Zhou Ning had a plan in his heart, and he was not afraid at all, so he waited for Wang Rui to speak.

Sure enough, after Wang Rui finished the ghost friend exchange, he turned his head in a pretentious manner and said to the three of them: "A few friends, I have a reluctant request below, and I hope to agree." ”

This was said in a half-worded manner, so sour that Zhou Ning's gums were about to loosen.

He tore off his old face and responded directly: "Brother Wang is too outside, your business is my Zhou Ning's business, if there is any difficulty, just tell my brother." ”

Wang Rui's ice face finally eased a little, and said in surprise: "Brother Zhou is really a good person as Brother Li said. Don't hide it from Brother Zhou, here's the thing, a few years ago, there was abundant rain, and there was a mudslide rolling in the mountain, and my tomb happened to be on the way of the mountain torrent, and countless mud and stones washed down from the mountain and fell in the forest behind me, just crushing me. ”

"Yes!" The three tomb robbers thought in tacit understanding.

Zhou Ning asked understandingly: "Listen to Brother Wang, do you think there is too much soil on the grave?" ”

"Exactly!" Wang Rui nodded with satisfaction.

Zhou Ning looked at his natural appearance, and hated itchy, you know, digging soil can be more than twice as tired as filling soil.

Moreover, the forest is full of rotten leaves, and when you step on it, it is all soft.

If you really have to dig down, I don't know if you can find Wang Rui's tomb in the Year of the Monkey.

It's a pity that after the mad dog and the skeleton fought, the whole person didn't have much strength left. The glasses are still hurting at this time, and they are completely useless.

Speaking of hard work, he still has a few hands to keep the housekeeper skills, but it is estimated that it is enough to choke on these ghosts.

What made him think even more terrified was that the three of them were now in the cemetery, and there were dozens of graves around, not to mention hundreds.

If, in case, there will be a fucking ghost uncle named Zhang San, Li Si or Wang Mazi.

This was ghosted, and they couldn't cry even if they cried.

So, this is how things are settled.

The three of them dug down in the forest for several hours, tired and thirsty, their stomachs were hungry and croaking, and they didn't see Wang Rui shouting to stop.

However, the skeleton didn't say a word, and helped the three of them to carry soil and rest.

Even the mad dog's unruly temperament, looking at the skeleton shelf, softened a little.

Others are ugly, but they are kind-hearted.

Unlike some people, they hide their heads and show their tails, and they never dare to show their heads when they hide.

The most hateful thing is that brother Wang, who seems to be sanctimonious and honest, but in fact he has a bad stomach.

The three of them and a skeleton were busy here, so tired that they were about to fall apart, and Wang Rui didn't know where to take out an old low stool, leaning against the trunk of the tree, and dozing off leisurely.

More than once the mad dog wanted to throw a hoe at it and kill the damn guy.

It was not the first time that Zhou Ning stopped him, and persuaded him bitterly: "Mad dog, don't be impulsive, he is already a dead man, and the hoe is useless to him......"

"Who said it was useless!" The mad dog gritted his teeth and said: "You also saw that this guy's body is still buried in the soil, probably the soul is attached to the paper man, I will go over with a hoe and keep him to pieces." ”

Zhou Ning cautiously looked left and right, and when he saw that the skeleton didn't know where to run, he encouraged him quite emotionally: "Mad dog, you're right." ”

He lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "Have you noticed that the man surnamed Wang has always been far away from us, and has never been close to us. ”

Mad Dog thought about it slightly, frowned and nodded: "What do you say?" ”

Zhou Ning smiled faintly: "He's afraid of us." ”

This time, even the glasses who disdain to be with the two of them are very much agreed.

"Obviously, the paper man is just a body that carries the soul, as long as we break it, the surname Wang will have no support, and when the time comes, even if he has the ability to reach the sky, what can I do?"

"The only trouble is that he is cautious and has not been within ten meters of us from the very beginning of his appearance until now." Zhou Ning's eyes flashed, and he looked at Wang Rui, who was sitting under the tree, with an unknown meaning.

The other two also looked at it.

The mad dog snorted lightly and said hesitantly: "Boss, have you noticed it, that thing is becoming more and more like a person." ”

Zhou Ning was also puzzled, when he saw Wang Rui for the first time, the dead air wrapped around his whole body was gone, and the skin on his body was no longer as white as paper, but a little bloody.

By the light of the moon, anyone who looks at it will probably only think that there is a real human being sitting under the tree, not a papier-mâché dummy.

Zhou Ning's lower lip was bitten, and he didn't think about this strange thing, but the mad dog suddenly remembered Xiao Wu's words.

Absorb people's essence.

At first, he thought that Xiao Wu was just frightened, but now that he thinks about it, the words of those two fools are not without some truth.

As soon as the mad dog hurriedly told the two of them about this stubble, the glasses' face turned black on the spot.

has been single for decades, if he is a female ghost, he will endure it if he sucks some essence, but he is a big man, ** angry.

Disgusting, right?

After a long silence, he finally spoke again: "Why don't we make a bet?" ”

Mad Dog pursed his lips and replied nonchalantly: "Bet on what?" ”

"Of course it's our life." Glasses licked her chapped lips and said gloomily.

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