"Wallet?" Wang Zhi frowned and asked suspiciously, "Wallet?" ”

"Wallet, you're big!" The female ghost slapped Wang Zhi's head with a hand, and before Comrade Wang Zhi could dodge, he was hit firmly on the head, but before he could feel anything, the female ghost's hand was bounced away.

One person and one ghost couldn't help but froze for a moment, and the female ghost stared at Wang Zhi with wide eyes again: "Are you human?" ”

Wang Zhi was so depressed in his heart! Normal people think he's crazy, and now even this ghost suspects that he's not human, and this world is really unbearable! He glared and said, "What is not a person?" ”

"How do I know, but I can wear other people's bodies, why can't I wear your body?" As she was talking, an old man of sixty or seventy years old, carrying a birdcage and humming a little song, Qian Jia, in order to prove that what she said was true, stood up, came to the old man, first stretched out her hand and pulled over half of the old man's body, and sure enough, her hand drilled through the old man's body without hindrance.

Wang Zhi was a little dumbfounded, although he still knew a few ghosts, but everyone didn't have any more in-depth communication, and he didn't have the consciousness of being friends, and he really didn't know much about them.

Wang Zhi was dumbfounded, but the old man frowned, he found that there was something wrong with this young man's eyes, but it was really hard to say where the problem was, so he stopped humming the tune and coughed deliberately.

Wang Zhi reacted, it was really rude to look at an old man like this, after all, the other party was not a beauty, and he didn't gain anything from seeing it, so he smiled awkwardly, pretending to naturally twist his head to the side, looking at a tulip flower that was blooming next to him.

Qian Jia looked at Wang Zhi's embarrassed appearance, smiled in his mouth, and his eyes purred, so he pretended to jump over beside the old man and ran over, wanting Wang Zhi to stare at him again, but in fact, he was staring at the old man.

But Wang Zhi was iron-hearted, just glanced twice from the corner of his eye, and continued to pretend that nothing happened.

This old man is really right, he actually walked to the chair where Wang Zhi was, stopped, hung the birdcage on the branch, and began to tease the bird.

Wang Zhi peeked at Qian Jia stretching out his hand, touching the uncle's head for a while, and reaching out to pinch his waist for a while, he really wanted to jump up and leave immediately, and he didn't want to care about anything else.

Qian Jia saw that Wang Zhi didn't look at it directly, and finally came ruthlessly, directly squatted down, stretched out his hand and fished it under the old man's legs, and the whole posture of an immortal picking peaches.

Wang Zhi's scalp was numb, this was too terrifying, a female ghost, under the woods, actually played fairy peach picking, the target was still a sixty or seventy-year-old man, this time, he finally couldn't hold back, turned his head, and shouted at Qian Jia: "You...... You ......" He was excited, and he didn't know what to say, but he raised his hand and pointed at Qian Jia, with a strange face, wanting to laugh and being very angry.

Qian Jia's eyes widened, he didn't say anything, he just looked up at the uncle's face, Wang Zhi reacted and moved his gaze from the uncle's lower body to his face.

This uncle, the expression on his face is as wonderful as Wang Zhi, he was originally teasing the bird, this is good, such a young man engaged in mobile decoration, holding an inferior notebook, pretending, and secretly looking at himself from time to time, it was strange enough, and now he suddenly pointed to his lower body, the strange expression on his face, he couldn't help but look down, and he didn't find anything strange.

Wang Zhi felt so bitter in his heart, he really almost wanted to cry and want to explain, but where can he explain it clearly?

Qian Jia saw Wang Zhi's aggrieved look, and finally laughed proudly and said, "If you don't help the old lady, see if I don't kill you!" ”

Wang Zhi is a person who doesn't like to be troublesome, he is an honest person who likes to be quiet, but an honest person is still a person after all.

His anger finally burned to the peak, and it exploded with a bang, so he held a notebook in one hand and a pen in the other, jumped up suddenly, and smashed the notebook and pen at Qian Jia with both hands, and roared angrily: "Lao Tzu doesn't care, how do you like it!" ”

Wang Zhi rarely practiced target shooting, after all, he didn't have that condition, and he didn't have that interest, so his throwing level was not only limited, but also inferior.

The notebook that was originally smashed at Qian Jia, who was close to the old man, was smashed in the old man's face accurately, and the pen was accurately hit on Qian Jia's head, but what is Qian Jia's head? The answer is: nothing.

So, the pen slipped through her head, and at a tricky and deadly angle, it went into the birdcage and struck it directly at the bird.

Under the woods, the screams of the old man, as well as the miserable cries of birds, sounded at the same moment!

Wang Zhi was dumbfounded all of a sudden, staring blankly at the female ghost, the old man, and a bird four or five meters in front of him, the bird flapped its wings twice, and tossed in the cage with a painful cry.

The old man was caught off guard and took a step back, but he didn't fall down, and when he stood firm, he glared at Wang Zhi with a pair of fierce eyes.

And Qian Jia also exclaimed at this time: "Ah! You're in trouble! ”

She still needs to say it! Of course, Wang Zhi knew that he was trying his best to churn the little ink he had, trying to figure out the current situation, if possible, it would be good to explain it clearly and let the old man forgive him, and in the tossing interval, he even took the time to greet Qian Jia's mother in his heart.

But he pondered it in his heart, but he didn't figure it out, but he knew that the old man probably wouldn't give up, because the old man was looking left and right in the mournful sound of the caged bird, and that appearance was naturally not a brain that had been smashed out, he was trying to find a brick or something on the ground.

Wang Zhi finally came to his senses at this time, and he immediately yelled: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!" While yelling, he turned around and grabbed the head of the bicycle and ran wildly.

The old man searched for a long time in the back, but he didn't find a suitable thing, and in desperation, he saw Wang Zhi running away, so he grabbed a handful of turf from the ground and smashed it against Wang Zhi's back, and yelled in his mouth: "Deliberately your mother-a-forced, Lao Tzu sees you as a psychopath!" Naturally, the turf couldn't fly far, so in front of the old man, the scattered blades of grass flew up one after another.

Qian Jia finally couldn't continue to laugh this time, he looked at Wang Zhi who was running thrillingly, and finally became a little worried, but, after hesitating for a long time, she looked down at the notebook on the ground, sighed helplessly, and finally floated out of the woods, far away with Comrade Wang Zhi who was fleeing.

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