A woman like Pan Jinlian is really cheap when she says she is cheap. She likes fierce and domineering men, and the more fierce and domineering she is, the more she can't help herself. At the beginning, she didn't think Wu Dalang was short, but hated him for being too soft. Wu Song ignored her and didn't look at her squarely, but she stuck a pole on Wu Song's body. Lying under Ximen Qing's crotch is also because of the domineering spirit of Ximen's officials. She likes men to ride her as a horse, and she likes men to abuse her. Sadomasochism has existed since ancient times, and there is no way around it.

In the face of Zhang Daohan's unreasonableness and domineering supernatural powers, Pan Jinlian was already willing in every possible way. But now she is sheltered under a faction, and she doesn't dare to break the rules, otherwise she won't be mixed up in the future and disappear directly. Ghosts are more afraid of death than humans. When a person dies, he can still be a ghost, but when a ghost dies, there is nothing. This is also an important reason why the residents of the city do not meddle in their affairs, unless the orders of the faction boss or the steward are not enough to support the nosy, because the result of not obeying the order is also death.

Pan Jinlian's shelter was indeed Lu Bu. Lu Bu's red rabbit horse was taken away by Guan Yu, and he could only ride another jujube red horse in the underworld. Lu Bu rode a horse, brandishing the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, followed by a group of little people. Rushing to the scene of the incident, Fang Tian pointed at Zhang Daohan with a halberd and shouted: "Who will be the one who will be named." I, Lu, don't kill the nameless! Zhang Daohan didn't know Lu Bu, he knew that Lu Bu was still from later books. During the Three Kingdoms era, when Lu Bu was in power, Zhang Daohan was doing penance in the mountains. Xiu Zhenren doesn't care about the world, and the killing is a civil war, and it is all his own family to rob the treasure. The cultivators have no interest in this, only the Supreme Dao is the true meaning of life.

Seeing that Lu Bu was so awesome and coaxing, Zhang Daohan just felt funny. He said lightly: "Zhang Daohan." "It's just three words, and there is not even an emotional symbol. He didn't ask who Lu Bu was. It's just a fight, and it's just asking so much, why are you doing it.

Zhang Daohan? Haven't heard of it. In Lu Bu's mind, people he hadn't heard of were nobodies. lost his identity if he didn't go against the unknown junior. He knocked on his subordinates at Zheng Yuji

Lu Bu disdained to fight with unknown people, and Zhang Daohan was even more reluctant. Zhang Daohan didn't wait for those little minions to move, and walked to Lu Bu's side with one step, and waved his hand at the jujube red horse. The horse disappeared immediately, and Lu Bu stood on the ground with his legs outstretched, still maintaining a riding posture.

After all, this is the Netherworld, and the taboo that cultivators are not allowed to cast spells in front of ordinary people does not apply here. There are all ghosts here, not to mention ordinary people, and there are no special people.

Lu Bu panicked. Although he is brave and unstrategic, he has a lot of experience in fighting. The ability to assess the strength of both the enemy and the enemy is still a little. He knew that he was not at the same level as the person in front of him at all, and what he met today was an immortal. Since the immortal can accept his horse, of course he can also accept him himself. Only then did he notice that the shop was gone, and the place where he was now was originally the foundation of the shop. There is no doubt that the shop pù was also taken over by this immortal. The immortals want to destroy him, that is, a matter of waving their hands.

It was very common to use spells to refine artifacts in the City of Vain Death, and Lu Bu could do it himself. As long as the Yin Spiritual Qi absorbs enough, the cultivation is profound. However, if you want to refine the utensils that others have refined, especially living things, with a wave of your hand, they will be restored to Yin Aura, and then easily collect them into existing ones, but you can't do it without immortals. Otherwise, there will be no need to save zài in the shops on the streets of the city. There is no need for the ghost soldiers defending the city to be armed with swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

Lu Bu turned around and left, he was embarrassed to admit defeat, what could he do if he didn't leave? accidentally became an opponent with the immortals, and it wasn't too far to roll far. Zhang Daohan shouted: "Stop! Lu Bu stopped in his tracks, didn't the immortals want to let him go? Is it fake that the immortals are making trouble with Pan Jinlian, and the main target is him?

Zhang Daohan said: "Borrow Pan Jinlian to do something for me, do you agree?" Lu Bu said, "Yes." "Just want to escape quickly, can you say a word?

Zhang Daohan said again: "I don't bother the two ghosts. Lend me a sloppy ghost and a nasty ghost. If they don't die, they will be returned. Be quick! Lu Bu said helplessly: "This, I still have to look for it." I don't usually pay attention to where these ghosts are hiding. ”

Zhang Daohan looked at Lu Bu with a flat gaze, and without saying a word, he made Lu Bu feel that his orders were not negotiable. The great general who once commanded the battlefield, when he met the immortals, he could only cry out in vain, turned around and yelled at his subordinates: "Go and find it!" A sloppy ghost and a nasty ghost. Be quick! ”

Lu Bu's men scattered in a hurry, but he himself stood here consciously. Lu Bu knew that he was a prisoner now, and he still had the consciousness that he had been a prisoner. The last time he was a prisoner, Cao Cao was going to let him go, but he was killed by Liu Bei, who had big ears. This time when the prisoner situation is different, there is no villain like Liu Bei next to the immortal, the immortal will not care about ordinary people like himself, right? Lu Bu stood aside in a worried mood, and secretly glanced at Zhang Daohan. And he saw that the immortal did not move, as if he had stood there since the beginning of time, and would always stand like this.

Lu Bu called it admiration in his heart. This is called an immortal! Just such a style is not something that ordinary people can learn. However, if Lu Bu saw the old and indecent appearance of the immortal and Zhang Qiusheng together, his jaw might fall.

After a while, Zhang Daohan smelled a foul and stinky smell, followed by a chill. This chill is not stinky, but inexplicably uncomfortable. It's not the kind of discomfort that is disgusting, it's just the feeling of running away if you want to pull your feet without him and I don't have him.

Zhang Daohan knew that sloppy ghosts and nasty ghosts were coming. The sloppy ghost is better, Zhang Daohan has formed a shielding formation for himself, and the smell has little effect on him. But the nasty ghost is different, and he wants to strangle him before he meets Zhang Daohan. When we met, I couldn't bear to do it. It's just that I feel uncomfortable, it's disgust, it's disgust, but I can't kill this nasty ghost. This nasty ghost is clean and neat, the text is weak and white, and he really can't find anything wrong. But as long as he's around you, you'll feel awkward. Why it's awkward, you really can't tell.

Realm, realm! I don't know how to calculate the realm of nasty ghosts. The nasty ghost in front of me is at least a black belt of nine dans, this is a top-level nasty ghost. Zhang Daohan walked back with three ghosts. When he was about to reach the door of Du Kang, he stopped and said to the three ghosts, "Now let's have a little meeting." The nasty ghost asked, "What do you mean by having a small meeting?" ”

Marbie, don't you know what leaders hate to interject the most when they have a meeting? Don't know how to raise your hand to speak? Zhang Daohan glared at the nasty ghost, and wanted to calm the mouthy nasty ghost with his gaze. But he didn't know if the town was calm, but there was a sour water in his heart. Zhang Daohan hurriedly retracted his gaze, this nasty ghost is too strong, Lao Tzu's cultivation is so high that he can't stand it, Qiusheng doesn't know what to do.

"Now I would like to announce a few notes. There is a man named Zhang Qiusheng in this sect, who looks only fifteen or sixteen years old. You want to-" Zhang Daohan didn't finish speaking, and the nasty ghost interjected: "He looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, but what about his actual age?" ”

Zhang Daohan used his mental method, first suppressed his disgust for a while, and then scolded the nasty ghost: "You Mabi, you intervene again and kill you." Try it and see if Lao Tzu can do it! The nasty ghost nodded and said, "It can be done, it can be done." Your old mana is boundless, and you don't even bother to ascend when you are old to ascend, of course you don't bother to bother with me. ”

This is called which pot is not opened and which pot is not mentioned. Zhang Daohan was struck here by lightning after failing to ascend. Anger rose from his heart to the side of the guts, and Zhang Daohan lifted his right palm and was about to slap it on the top of the nasty ghost's head. Fortunately, it was the mental method that was operated in advance, and the furious mood just exploded and then fell again. Stretched out his hand and slapped the nasty ghost, Zhang Daohan immediately wanted to chop off his right hand.

The nasty ghost can't even look at it, and he still touches it with his hands. A strong sense of disgust surged into Zhang Daohan's heart. Hurry up and speed up the operation of the mental method to drive away the boredom in your heart. My head had just cleared up a little when I smelled a strange smell again. It turned out that he had been holding his breath to keep out the stench of sloppy ghosts. I was so troubled by a nasty ghost that I forgot to hold my breath.

Zhang Daohan wondered, the three ghosts didn't seem to hate each other. Pan Jinlian doesn't seem to hate nasty ghosts, nor is she afraid of the stench of sloppy ghosts. The nasty ghost doesn't hate the smell of the sloppy ghost, and the sloppy ghost doesn't hate the nasty ghost. Could it be that the three obscene ghosts have some way to restrain each other? If you have time, you should ask a good question, so that you can need it in the future.

Zhang Daohan felt that his heart was beating faster and his blood pressure was rising, and the quasi-immortals, who had not suffered from illness for more than two thousand years, felt the pain of the three highs. He ignored the three ghosts and hurried to finish his words: "You have forced this kid out of the city of vain death, and it will be a great achievement. The nasty ghost asked, "What if the people inside hit me?" I'm not going to fight. ”

Zhang Daohan looked away and said, "There are literati inside, and they don't fight." The nasty ghost asked, "Well, can I hit him?" "You Marbie, you just said you won't fight. Zhang Daohan was too lazy to talk nonsense, and suddenly there was an extra leather whip in his hand, and he shook it at the nasty ghost. The three demons ran to the door. Zhang Daohan wiped his sweat, trying to find something to refine a magic weapon for raising ghosts.

With his identity, some fights are not easy to fight, and people will say that he bullies the small with the big. If there are three ghosts around, then there is no need to fight, I am disgusting to death and you don't break the law, right? There are a few high-grade crystals in Zhang Daohan's storage space, but the magic weapon used to refine ghosts is too wasteful. Besides, the spar contains too much yang energy, which is not suitable for raising ghosts. He kept his head down and looked around, trying to find something out of the beneath the dead city.

Before the specific plot of ground was decided, Tao Yuanming and Wang Xizhi were seen hurriedly running out of it. Zhang Daohan hurriedly greeted: "What, this is leaving?" You haven't eaten yet. Tao Yuanming wiped his nose, and arched his hand towards Zhang Daohan and said, "I will pick chrysanthemums, there will be a period later, and there will be a period later." ”

Zhang Daohan followed them and shouted: "Don't go! I also pointed to you to teach Qiusheng poetry and calligraphy. Wang Xiyi sneezed and said, "It's easy to say, Ah Che!" Well said, ah-cut! I'll go and go back, ahhh ”

Zhang Daohan laughed in his heart, I can't stand it with my skills, you literati can stand these three ghosts? Ignore them, continue to find the ground. Before he could see where to start, Lu Yu ran out, followed by Du Kang. Zhang Daohan shouted: "Hey, Old Man Du, where are you going?" Du Kangjing pulled his shoes and said as he ran: "I'm looking for a place to live, I don't want this big house." ”

Zhang Daohan shouted at Du Kang: "Such a good big house, why don't you want it?" Du Kang ran away early, and his voice drifted from a distance: "If you like it, I'll give it to you." "Generally, people who taste wine and tea can't smell the smell, even if it's the fragrance of flowers. What's more, it's the weird smell of a sloppy ghost, and no one can stand it.

Zhang Daohan stopped picking things on the ground, but hid to the side and peeked. He knew that Qiusheng would come out in a while, and he couldn't let him know that he was the one who made trouble. Sure enough, after a while, Zhang Qiusheng ran out in a panic, and Chasing the Wind followed closely behind. It's not that chasing the wind doesn't protect the master, but the skill of the nasty ghost has reached the realm of being disgusted by pigs and dogs. Besides, the three ghosts obviously have no threat to Zhang Qiusheng, and they want to play with their masters affectionately.

Zhang Qiusheng ran out of the door in a puff of smoke and ran wildly in the city of death. It is said that Zhang Qiusheng's cultivation is a few streets higher than that of the three ghosts, and the speed is many times faster than that of the three ghosts. However, he was not familiar with the terrain of the city of vain, and the three ghosts could always catch up before him. He also tried to release his divine sense to explore the path in advance, but Zhang Daohan did not teach him the use of divine consciousness. In addition, there are too many prohibitions in the city of vain death, and there are enchantments everywhere and formations everywhere to protect them, and their eyesight can't penetrate at all.

Zhang Qiusheng rushed left and right in the city of death in a daze, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and there was a city gate not far in front of him. He didn't even think about it, and ran straight to the city gate. When he was approaching the city gate, he heard Zhang Daohan shouting from behind: "Qiusheng? Why go? Zhang Qiusheng couldn't stop running, and he went out of the city as soon as he slipped through the smoke, and replied loudly in his mouth: "Run, run!" Awesome, awesome! ”

One was out of the city, and the other was Zhang Daohan calling him from behind, Zhang Qiusheng gradually slowed down. But as soon as she slowed down, Pan Jinlian's voice sounded behind her: "Brother Qiusheng, the slave family really wants to play with you." Qiusheng-brother-brother-". With this bone-soft sound, a stench and a wave of disgust came. Zhang Qiusheng pulled his feet and ran again until Zhang Daohan caught up.

Zhang Daohan said in a fake way: "Qiusheng! Didn't I say you, a big man was scared like this by a woman, can you still be a human being when it spreads? Zhang Qiusheng looked back in shock, and didn't find anyone chasing him, so he said: "It's not exactly a woman, it's stinky!" Stinks worse than. I've never seen anyone so stinky in my life! "He didn't know it was a mixture. The stench, commotion and disgust are extremely powerful, and the gods and Buddhas are killed when they meet the gods.

Zhang Daohan pretended to ask thoughtfully: "You won't offend anyone during your lifetime, right?" Why don't they look for me? These ghosts generally don't look for people casually, and they are always found by people who have something to do with them. Zhang Qiusheng couldn't think of anyone he had offended before he was alive. His life was very simple. I was a child until I was fifteen years old, and there was no hatred that would make people chase him all the way to hell for revenge. After the age of fifteen, he either took revenge or went to prison, and he didn't do anything hurtful.