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When Lao Si was relieving his hands at the door, he heard a cry in the wind, so he was not busy relieving his hands, but walked to the place where the cry burst out, and saw who was crying so sadly in the middle of the night.

After walking for a while, Lao Si couldn't hear anything anymore, so he planned to go into his room and go to sleep. But at this moment, the cry burst out again, echoing in his ears incessantly, and he could not help but be afraid. It was the 14th of July, the time of the legendary ghost to visit his family, and on this day, people who were behind could often hear the ghost cry in the middle of the night.

Lao Si is a fool, but he is quite good at these things, so he thinks it is a ghost. After listening to it for a while, Lao Si became very frightened, his legs began to tremble incessantly, and the urine stopped obeying the call, and came out of his pants.

"Good going, oh ho!" Lao Si sang this helplessly. This is a mourning song, and only when mourning is carried out, people dare to sing such a song. However, Lao Si didn't care so much, no matter what the occasion, he was happy or scared, he would sing a sentence like this. It's probably the only song he'll be able to sing.

No, at this time, when he heard such a voice, he was frightened, and he sang such a song there without ceasing. However, he didn't dare to sing loudly, for fear that it would be difficult to deal with the ghost in case it was invited.

After Lao Si sang like this, he hoped that the ghost would go away and go where he should go, and the voice still kept ringing there, faint and sad.

The four were furious, thinking to themselves that the ghost might be cursing himself and going to die.

"My day your old mother!" Lao Si was angry, took off his pants, turned his waist and kept scolding, so that Xiaohe almost stopped going east in this scolding.

After scolding like this for a while, Lao Si walked into his own room, climbed into bed, got into the quilt, and slept with his head covered.

At this time, the night in the mountain village was quite quiet, and only a small leaf was heard shaking in the wind, and after a while, it floated down from the tree and sprinkled on the ground.

Lao Si lay on the small bed, but he couldn't fall asleep, and besides, at this time, the voice was still crying faintly somewhere, as if he was constantly cursing himself. He could not lie down, so he lifted the quilt and went out of the door like mad, and went to the place where he was crying, and saw a man standing on a tree without anything.

"Ghosts?" Lao Si whispered.

However, by the faint moonlight, he could see clearly that it was not a ghost, but a beautiful woman. Seeing an unclothed woman standing in front of him, Lao Si couldn't help but salivate from his mouth, and threw himself on the woman's body like crazy, kissing and touching it incessantly......

Xiang was tied to the tree by Long Wabo, and gradually, when he got tired, he fell asleep.

In a trance, she came to a beautiful place, and in a fragrant wind, she couldn't stop thinking about the person in her heart. After thinking for a while, out of nowhere, a handsome young man came over, sat beside him, smiled, kept brushing the dust off her body, and sang a beautiful song for her. In that beautiful singing, Xiang couldn't help but get drunk, and gradually, he didn't know where the heavens were and where the earth was.

After sitting like this for a while, they were about to leave, to go to a more beautiful place.

So, the young man waved his hand, and a dragon flew from nowhere, hunched them, and flew and flew between heaven and earth.

At this time, another dragon flew from nowhere, opened its mouth, and all of a sudden, it bit Xiang's hand, and the blood flowed out uncontrollably, spilling on the earth, almost drowning the earth.

Xiang couldn't help screaming, opened his eyes, but saw nothing, only to see Lao Si lying on his belly, kissing incessantly......

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