Right now, we still have to walk away quietly, if we provoke these whiteboards to blow up, why don't we roast and eat them on the bonfire?

The whiteboards on both sides were still counting at him, Lu Le thought to himself, no wonder they all said "stingy ghosts", and their eyes were too small! He pretended to be in danger and bowed his head and retreated, freeing up the position he had taken by himself. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Now that was fine, the whiteboards immediately quieted down, obediently roasted the fire, and stopped paying attention to him without looking at him.

Lu Le took two steps back, and after a long breath, he turned his body and put on a 100-meter sprint starting stance, intending to rush down the mountain in one go.

But the heavens did not fulfill people's wishes. Maybe he was too nervous just now, but he suddenly relaxed at this moment, and when he was gritting his teeth and preparing to escape, he squeezed out a fart from his crotch without compromise, and the voice, like Liu Dagang's voice, was thin and long.

The bonfire behind him exploded all at once, and the daring whiteboards realized that this was an anomaly, and while reminding each other with those head-wrenching nonsense, they stood up straight and gathered around Lu Le.

These whiteboards neither run nor zombie jump, but stand on tiptoe and bend up, and walk as fast as the wind.

A fart at a critical time not only leaked the "internal strength" that had been accumulated for a long time, but woke up the six whiteboards, and Lu Le's legs were weak at that time. Fortunately, the adjustment was in time, and before the strange sound approached, he rearranged his posture.

But as soon as one foot stepped out, he was dragged back alive! A slight side glance peeked, and saw a withered claw on his right shoulder, the nails were not too long, but they were bent like olecranons, and they were tightly buckled on his shoulder blades! The speckled parasitic moss on the back of the hand can make people sick for a lifetime just by looking at it......

If you shout for help in this big black mountain, it is estimated that you will not be able to see a figure when you shout through your throat, so it is better to save some effort and think about how to deal with these tabula rasa.

I remember that there was a text in junior high school that said that Song was catching ghosts, and Lu Le's brain turned quickly, and he turned his head to the big white face that was holding himself, "I'm sorry!" It's a thick mouthful of spit.

This sudden attack startled the whiteboard, "he" ghost screamed, his body trembled, and the ghost claw that held Lu Le never let go.

That's not what the state-compiled textbooks say, according to the book, you have to become a sheep! No matter how hard it is, it's okay to become a cat or a dog, isn't this fooling people......

The thick phlegm stuck to the middle of the whiteboard, and it was about to flow into a strip, and "he" had no intention of wiping it off, and it was empty anyway. "He" seemed to be analyzing whether the phlegm just now was Lu Le's intimacy or a kind of hostility on his part, and he suddenly froze in place, shaking his square head like a glass jar from side to side, as if looking at Lu Le.

You're not afraid of spitting, you should be afraid of blood! Hurriedly bit his index finger and pointed it on the head of the whiteboard with lightning speed.

After the whiteboard was hit, it really fell backwards like a stake, and the remaining few fell to the ground one after another like dominoes, straight and motionless.

"Hey! It's a clever trick! Lu Le put his finger in his mouth to suck off the blood stains, and his heart blossomed.

At this time, Hou Xin was slapped hard by someone for some reason, and he was so frightened that he almost bit his finger in his mouth! A few lying corpses on the ground disappeared without saying anything, leaving only a few small stone tablets surrounded by piles of paper money that were about to burn out!

"Oh my god!" Lu Le blurted out and screamed, turned his head and ran away, but was pressed on the head by a big hand.

"What's wrong with you, young man?"

With a thick southern accent, he also sounded like a young man of a young age.

"Huh? It's human talk! Lu Le was still kicking his legs and struggling hard, but when he heard this, he quieted down, and the man also took his big hand away from his head.

This man looks like he is in his early thirties, with a shirt and trousers, a pair of shiny leather shoes on the mountain, a big back, and a big gold watch, and he looks like a rich boss.

Lu Le looked him up and down, and after making sure that it was a person or a ghost, he dared to talk to him: "You just slapped me in the heart?" ”

"Little pot friend, I saw you smirking at a few tombstones and eating your fingers, so I slapped you!" The big back head was afraid that he wouldn't understand, so he made a gesture while talking, which made him quite embarrassed.

Hearing him say this, he was undoubtedly a daytime ghost just now, although he knew it in his heart, he was not convinced at all: "What little pot friend?" You're a few years older than your brother, you're rude! ”

"Oh, I'm sorry! Little brother, are you a Taoist? ”

If I hadn't come back just in time, he would have been so fascinated by ghosts that he hit a mountain and jumped off a cliff, but he was not only safe and sound, but also dispelled the ghosts.

The big back thought to himself.

"I don't know what it is, but I've heard it! Don't mess around with you, I have to go home. ”

"Little brother! I'll give you one more thing! Do you know where a Taoist priest Zheng Yishui lives? "Big back is full of smiles, although the appearance is a little annoying, fortunately he is still a polite and civilized person.

"That's right, that's right, you're called Mr. Zhangtan here!"

The big back head added.

"Mustache"? Lu Le was a little surprised, what was this foreign boss looking for him?

This guy just mistook himself for a "fellow Taoist", so he should also be a Taoist priest, but he doesn't look like a Taoist priest at all.

Now that he has appeared on the Great Black Mountain for some reason, he has named and said that he is looking for a mustache, and he is very likely to be the senior brother invited by Zheng Yishui to form a group to cheat money!

Thinking of this, Lu Le shook his head and said categorically: "I don't know, I haven't heard of it." ”

"Little brother, can you help?" The big back head took out the money clip from his trouser pocket, took out a big unity and threw it at him very proudly, and said: "It's a little meaning, just ask for the way." ”

Lu Le shook his hand away and said coldly: "The countrymen are not all so easy to fool, you should go back and forth." ”

After speaking, he swaggered down the mountain, and was so angry that he muttered behind his head: "Decrepit boy, lose your nut ......"

The paper money in the middle of the six low stone tablets has been burned to the bottom, and even a spark can not be seen, the big back head took out an antique jade inkstone from the shoulder bag, and recited words to the stone tablet group, several black gases rose into the air, and after circling around the stone tablet again and again, they all converged into the inkstone.

In these years, money can make ghosts grind, and Zheng Yishui is indeed a little famous in the township, so he quickly found out the address of his house after going down the mountain, and rushed over with good cigarettes and wine......