Chapter 149: The Wandering Ghost of the Crowd of Anger
Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info Pomegranate saw a monkey standing on the shoulder of Chou Bajie, Chou Bajie was holding a willow branch in his hand, while the old woman was standing on the side, looking at Chou Bajie and the monkey in a daze;
"Roar!"
The evil ghost roared angrily, struggling desperately like a madman, and a faint black ghost aura evaporated from his body, instantly attracting the attention of Pomegranate and Old Woman, Ugly Bajie and Monkey;
Pomegranate suddenly turned around, saw Zhang Lei's lost soul, being held by the ghost's ghost claws, with the ghost's crazy struggle to show a painful expression, suddenly his heart was like a knife, his trembling voice was crying, and he hurriedly turned back to ask the old woman for help;
"Granny Wang! I beg you, save my son! ”
The old woman woke up like a dream, and hurriedly took out a small blue porcelain bottle from her arms, quickly pulled out the cork, spread out her thin palm, poured a white powder into the palm of her hand, grabbed the willow branch in Chou Bajie's hand, and brushed it from top to bottom;
"Kid! Fast! It's important to save people! Take this willow branch and go forward, and after a while grandma tells you to do something, you can do it, go quickly! ”
Ugly Bajie nodded stupidly, shook off a pair of little feet, followed the direction pointed by the old woman, and ran forward with a tiger's head;
"Squeak!"
The monkey stood on the shoulder of the ugly bajie, his body jolted up and down with the movements of the ugly bajie's trot, a pair of monkey eyes flashing with dark light, and scanned the four directions viciously, as if to warn those wandering spirits and wild ghosts, do not approach easily, otherwise you will bear the consequences;
"Look! Monkey! ”
A dwelled, drowned ghost, with a pair of dark red ghost eyes, pointed at the monkey in amazement;
"Dude! I'm going to lose my head, look! ”
When the terrifying and terrible voice suddenly sounded, the drowned ghost was startled, and when he turned his head, he saw a ghost with his head hanging on his chest, and two twisted and deformed ghost claws still holding paper money;
"Oops! Brothers! How the hell did you die? Why did he die so miserably? ”
The head of the U-turn ghost shook in front of his chest, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and the terrifying voice sounded again;
"That's right! How did I die? I don't know, I just know that I died so miserably! ...”
The U-turn ghost seemed to be nervous, instantly turned into a repeater, and kept repeating in an eerie voice, "I died so miserably!" This sentence;
A scarred, blood-drenched ghost, who seemed to be unable to listen to it, stared at the monkey with wide dark red eyes, stared intently at the monkey, and scolded without looking back;
"You shut up Lao Tzu, don't scream so much, do you see it, Lao Tzu always thinks that the monkey is provoking us, look at its posture, Lao Tzu feels that it can not only see us, but also wants to fight with us!"
As soon as they heard this, a group of wandering ghosts widened their dark red ghost eyes at the same time, and looked at the monkey, and even the U-turn ghost raised a pair of ghost paws, temporarily straightened his head, and looked at the monkey in disbelief;
"Oops! Look at it, this look is too fierce! ”
The old ghost who looks like a beggar is judging the monkey;
"Made, it's just a little monkey, it thinks it's Monkey King! Look at what kind of eyes it has, and when you look at it, you are so angry, I really want to beat it! ”
A ghost with a black face, as if it had been burned to death, with blood flashing in its eyes, screaming at the monkey;
"Count Lao Tzu one, let Lao Tzu scare it to death, Ji Ji Ji..."
A ghost with a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, a grimace and a terrifying ghost, a pair of dark red ghost eyes flashing with fierce light, staring at the monkey and laughing strangely;
"Oops! I'm so grumpy, dead monkey, you stare at me again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu strangled you with his tongue! ”
A hanged man with his tongue hanging on his chest, shaking his head and shaking his tongue, indistinctly barked at the monkey;
"That's right! Let's go over and scare it to death! ”
"Let's go! Let me bite it to death, I heard that monkey brains taste good! ”
"Made, stop talking nonsense! Kill it! ”
......
A large group of wandering spirits and wild ghosts were suddenly indignant, as if they were enraged by the monkey's eyes, and they were all shouting and preparing to teach the monkey a lesson;
As soon as the old woman put away the small porcelain bottle, she heard the discussion of the lonely soul and the wild ghost, and secretly shouted in her heart, seeing that the ugly Bajie had run behind the evil ghost, she hurriedly shouted to stop;
"Kid! Stop it! Turn around! Pump forward with a willow branch! ”
The old woman pointed to the ugly Bajie, and quickly walked to the side of Zhang Lei's body, facing Zhang Lei's body, standing outside the circle, and at some point there was a thumb-thick brush in her hand, with a simple shape;
The white nib is a little red, like a cold plum blooming in the snow, exuding a faint fragrance, faintly, as if there is a hazy brilliance that is also true and illusory, looming in the nib;
"Bang bang! ...”
According to the old woman's instructions, Chou Bajie turned around and waved the willow branch vigorously, whipping the open space in front of him, but the willow branch never fell to the ground, as if it hit something invisible;
"Oops! It hurts! Ah! Made, what the hell is this! ”
The evil ghost screamed in pain, and in a pair of red ghost eyes, two lines of blood and tears involuntarily flowed, and the pain was so severe that the whole body spasmed, just like a sheep epilepsy;
"Buzz!"
The evaporating pale black ghost qi around the evil ghost was dispersed by the ugly Bajie with willow branches, and the ghost's soul body gradually shrank in violent spasms;
"Squeak!"
The monkey stood on the shoulder of Chou Bajie, watching Chou Bajie fight ghosts with willow branches, and excitedly waving his furry monkey paws, as if he was cheering for Chou Bajie;
"Woo! ...”
"Wow! ...”
"Roar! ...”
A large group of wandering spirits gathered around the monkey from behind and quickly approached;
"Squeak!"
The monkey suddenly turned around, furious, lifted his furry monkey paw, and escaped an embroidery needle from his ear and eye;
"Buzz!"
In a flash of light, the embroidery needle instantly turned into a dragon-patterned magic stick, a complex and unpredictable pattern, blooming with brilliant brilliance on the dragon-patterned magic stick;
A group of wandering ghosts were so frightened by the sudden change that they couldn't help but stop their bodies and look at the monkeys in disbelief;
"Oops! Brother Monkey! What do you think this is? ”
The black light flashed in the void, the appearance was terrifying and terrifying, and the evil ghost with a hideous and murderous face instantly broke into the eyes of the ugly Bajie, a pair of ghost eyes as red as blood, staring at him with a fierce light;
"Woo!"
The monkey held a dragon-patterned demon stick, like a monkey descending to earth, and smashed towards the evil ghost;
"Bang!"
A muffled sound came out, and the demon didn't even have time to snort before he was beaten by the monkey with a stick;
Pomegranate was worried that the monkey's stick would hit her son's lost soul, and she couldn't help but exclaim;
"Don't!"
The old woman's heart instantly rose to her throat, and she hurriedly shouted to stop;
"Little monkey, stop it!"