The dragon pattern demon wand stopped abruptly when it was less than an inch away from Zhang Lei's lost soul;

"Buzz!"

The monkey didn't even look at the old woman and the pomegranate, withdrew the dragon pattern demon stick, suddenly turned around, stood up, stood on the shoulder of the ugly Bajie, looked at the wandering ghosts and wild ghosts gathered around, a pair of monkey eyes with a flickering light, blooming with a breathtaking light;

A group of lonely ghosts with fierce eyes, after witnessing the monkey and beating the evil ghost with a stick, invariably stopped their figures, involuntarily stared at the red ghost eyes, and slowly retreated without a trace;

They didn't even think about how the dragon pattern demon stick in the monkey's hand appeared, they only knew that this monkey had the strength to kill them, so they only thought about how to escape;

"Squeak!"

The monkey has a proud posture, the monkey paw holds the dragon pattern demon stick and points ahead, and there is a posture of knocking a stick on the past when he sees who is not pleasing to the eye, and instantly scares a group of lonely ghosts into a panic and flees in all directions;

"Oops! Help me! It's none of my business! ”

The drowning ghost, covered in edema, screamed and plunged into the turbulent Yellow River;

"Oops! Scared the hell out of me! I'm just a passerby, and it's none of my business! ”

The ragged beggar ghost, the ghost cried wolf, and plunged into the land;

"Oops! It's none of my business, I'm just a soy sauce maker! ”

The hanged man wailed inarticulately, flicking his long tongue and fleeing;

"Run! Youkai! The monkey has become a sperm! ”

"Made! Monkey King has descended to earth! ”

"Mom! It's time for your own life! ”

......

A group of lonely ghosts were suddenly frightened by the monkeys and rushed to run, and they didn't even want the paper money they had snatched, but threw them everywhere, floating around with the howling wind;

"Hey! Brothers! What's wrong with you? What's going on? ”

The head of the U-turn ghost hung down on his chest, but he did not see the shocking scene of the monkey's might, so when the other lonely ghosts fled for their lives, he was the only one who listened to the chaotic ghost screams with a confused face, but could only see the sand under his feet;

"Whoosh!"

The monkey carried the dragon pattern demon stick, jumped from the shoulder of the ugly Bajie, and turned into a streamer phantom in an instant, and appeared very abruptly in front of the U-turn ghost, carrying the dragon pattern demon stick, a pair of monkey eyes flashing with dark light, staring at him unkindly;

"Oops! You dead monkey! Do you think that if you have a stick, Lao Tzu will be afraid of you? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu scares you to death! Ay? By the way, where did you get this stick? ”

The old woman and Pomegranate looked at the unsuspecting U-turn ghost, with a hint of pity in their eyes, but more of them looked at the eyes like a letter ball;

"Squeak!"

Sure enough, the monkey was furious, and raised the dragon-patterned demon stick with his teeth, and struck the head of the U-turn ghost with a stick;

"Buzz!"

The brilliance on the dragon-patterned demon stick was quickly restrained, as if it had returned to its roots;

"Ahh It hurts me! ”

The ghost turned around and had a spasm all over his body, and the two dark blue ghost paws held the head hanging on his chest, rolling on the ground in pain, from which it seemed that the monkey must have deliberately failed to use all his strength;

"Squeak!"

The monkey's face was full of anger with bared teeth, and the dragon-patterned demon wand was danced into a phantom by a pair of monkey paws, beckoning to the body of the U-turn ghost;

"Ahh Help me! The monkey has become a sperm! The monkeys are crazy! Yes! ...”

The U-turn ghost is rolling and crawling, and the ghost is crying and the wolf is howling, and the four words "panic and don't choose the road" are vividly expressed with practical actions;

"Bang!"

A muffled sound suddenly came, and the ghost turned around in an instant, turning into a faint black smoke that flew around, and dissipated into nothingness in the blink of an eye;

"Squeak!"

The monkey widened the flickering monkey eyes in the hallway, and looked very stunned, as if to say: I didn't mean to!

"Alas!"

The old woman sighed inexplicably, turned her eyes to see Zhang Lei's lost soul, and instantly turned around and glared angrily at the pomegranate;

"Pomegranate! What are you doing? Do you still want your son to come back to his soul? Hurry up and call your son's soul, otherwise your son's soul will be lost again, then wouldn't we have wasted half of our day's efforts? ”

Pomegranate was stunned to look at the place where the ghost was scattered, and when he heard the old woman's angry shout, he woke up like a dream in an instant, and then looked at it in a blink of an eye, only to see Zhang Lei's lost soul, wandering around with dull eyes, and suddenly called again with a guilty face;

"Zhang Lei! Come back, Mom is here! Son! Come back soon! Let's go home with Mom! Zhang! ...”

The anxious pomegranate burst into tears in an instant, crying and waving the spirit flag vigorously;

Zhang Lei's lost soul, hearing the cry of the pomegranate, instantly stopped wandering, turned his head around with a dull gaze, as if sleepwalking, and after pausing for a few breaths, he slowly turned his body and wandered towards the position of the body;

As time passed, Zhang Lei's lost soul got closer and closer to his body, the old woman pinched the magic with one hand, held the brush with the other, and a pair of muddy old eyes loomed, staring at Zhang Lei's body;

Ugly Bajie stupidly held the willow branch, tried to widen a pair of small eyes, and looked around stupidly, as if he was still looking for traces of evil ghosts;

When Zhang Lei's lost soul, in the cry of the pomegranate, wandered to the body, in the pomegranate's nervous gaze, the old woman's palm pinched the magic and quickly stretched to the top of Zhang Lei's lost soul;

"Buzz!"

On Zhang Lei's lost soul, a hazy gray-black brilliance instantly evaporated, turning into a gray-black ball of light in the blink of an eye, floating in the air under the old woman's magic trick, and was pressed by the old woman's backhand on the eyebrows of Zhang Lei's body, and there was no hindrance in the moment;

"Huh!"

The old woman waved her arm with a solemn expression and followed closely, and quickly pointed the tip of the brush on the eyebrows of Zhang Lei's body, leaving a scarlet red dot, blooming with a hazy golden-red brilliance, like a blooming fireworks;

"Whew!"

The old woman let out a sigh of relief, and turned her head to look at the pomegranate with a nervous face;

"That's it! Rest assured! Your son has come back to his soul! Take it home and get some sleep, and you'll be fine tomorrow! ”

The pomegranate still waved the spirit flag vigorously, and whispered in an almost dreamlike voice;

"Oh! Good! ”

The old woman frowned, stared at the pomegranate with an unkind expression, stretched out her hand and pointed at her nose, and scolded her head and face;

"What are you doing? Your son has returned to his soul, what are you still doing with the spirit flag? Do you want to bring back those lonely ghosts? Yes? I think you're going crazy, really, what's this called, my son has just been cured, and he's crazy again! ”

As if waking up from a dream, Pomegranate casually threw the spirit flag aside, stretched out his hands and hugged Zhang Lei to bury his head and cry. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info