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As I walked into the big tree, I closed my eyes, ready to call for two little suns.

I pulled the fat man and walked all the way to the bottom of the tree.

The two rickety lanterns suddenly stopped.

But the wick in the lantern began to shake, and the flames flickered, flickered.

The fat man and I also stopped, and we didn't dare to breathe.

The two of us looked up from the bottom of the lantern and saw that there was indeed no wick inside, only a flame hanging in the lantern, like moths, fluttering around.

The fat man looked at me and motioned for me to do something.

Your uncle, why don't you do it.

Salute first, then soldier.

I decided to say hello to them first.

But before I could speak, I saw two lanterns begin to shake violently, and an old man suddenly fell from the lantern.

Note that it is a fall, like a falling object, not an attack, no aggression.

But I was horrified that a man had fallen out of the lantern for no apparent reason.

I hurriedly stepped back, and I heard a thud, and an old man fell to the ground, in pain:

"Ouch, I really can't support it, but I broke my old bones."

If you know it hurts, then it's not a ghost?

Could it be the one who sucks the blood of the lantern ghost?

This old man, skinny, wrinkled, yellow, without any blood, full of white hair, looks like my old man, not ninety but also more than eighty.

But he is very different from my old man, although my old man is over 100 years old, he is still in good spirits, and the more he lives, the more energetic he becomes, and the old man in front of him is sluggish, listless, and his eyes are blank, like a terminally ill patient, dying, lingering for breath, and his whole body is filled with a breath of imminent death.

The old man trembled, fell to the ground, and tried to stand up several times before he could get up.

I walked over and tried to help him up:

"Grandpa, are you alright?"

However, my hands were empty.

It dawned on me that something was wrong.

Ghost!

Looking overhead, the big lantern was long gone.

This old man, lantern ghost?

I hurriedly invited out two small suns, and a bright light shot out from my eyebrows, and stabbed directly at the old man, who was just about to stand up, but was knocked to the ground by the light, fell out a long way, and lay directly on the ground, unable to move again.

After a long time, the old man relieved himself and sat up, but his face was even paler, and his body was a little erratic, and the ghost spirit was scattered a lot, and it seemed that his soul was hurt by me, and almost killed him.

It's just that I wonder a little, obviously a ghost who has already died, why he has always had a feeling that his life is imminent, and after being injured by me, the process of his death has been accelerated.

It's just that how can a ghost die?

I walked over to him, kept some distance from him, and yelled at him:

"Where is the demon, don't show your original form soon."

The old man was jealous of my yin and yang eyes, and pleaded weakly:

"This is what I am, young man."

"Sure enough, there are many nonsense, it's not credible, see if I don't scatter your soul."

When the old man heard this, he panicked, and despite his serious injuries, he reluctantly stood up, and said to me with a panicked expression:

"Young man, calm down, calm down, everyone is their own people, their own people."

"Your own people?"

"Yes, yes."

"Was our headmaster sent you?"

"Yes, yes, it was Master Xu who sent me."

I thought to myself, oh no, I really hurt the yin of the underworld.

On the first day I became a Taoist priest in Maoshan Mountain, I had a bad relationship with Yincha, how can I mix it up in the future?

Who doesn't know, the people of the underworld have always been cautious, if they seek revenge against me because of this, then I won't be miserable?

Impulsiveness mistakes for life!

I glared at the fat man fiercely, your uncle, for you, I offended the entire underworld.

The fat man looks like he has nothing to do with himself.

How should I explain to the principal and the underworld?

It's just this yin, why is it so old?

This is not in accordance with labor law.

In this case, you should know that the current affairs are Junjie, and hurry up and say something nice.

I walked over and wanted to help the old man, but I thought that he was a ghost, and I did all this in vain, so I could only stand aside and apologize to the old man.

"Grandpa, I didn't mean it, I didn't know that you were also a bad guy in the underworld, and I thought it was a little ghost on which road, as the saying goes, those who don't know are not guilty, you have a lot of adults, forgive the juniors."

The old man's face became even paler, and he seemed to feel tired after saying two words, and he kept panting, and after a long time, he still said slowly:

"Don't get in the way, don't get in the way, can't blame you, can't blame you, it's because I didn't hold on, I can't support it for too long, I'm old, it's useless, it's useless."

I immediately breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it wasn't in the way, it was good if it wasn't in the way.

At this moment, another small lantern hanging on the tree also began to shake violently, and the amplitude was even more powerful than that of the old man, and I knew what would happen next, so I quickly moved my steps and hid far away.

But the fat man didn't think of this, and stared stupidly at the little lantern above his head.

With a "plop", a little boy fell into the fat man's arms.

I'll go, kid......

A five- or six-year-old child is also a shadow of a suspended job in the underworld?

What is the situation in this underworld, is there such a shortage of manpower?

This child, child labor!

Once again, it's a violation of labor laws.

It's just that this little boy is too fat.

Fat head and big ears, fat head and fat brain, wide heart and fat body, and thick body.

It is not an exaggeration to think of a fat word to describe him.

But he's just the right amount of fat, and he's so cute.

The round mouth, the fleshy little face, the small eyes narrowed into a slit when he laughed, and the two small dimples were very cute.

It's just that his clothes don't match his chubby fleshy body.

Because of that dress, I don't know what it was torn and torn, it was torn and torn apart, it was full of holes, and it even had stains of blood that had already been drained, and the fat of the white flowers that leaked out of the holes of the little fat dun er, forming a picture, no matter what kind of scenery.

is five or six years old, but he looks like he is seven or eight years old, and his weight as a teenager is like a fat man.

The fat man screamed, and he didn't react in time, and was knocked to the ground by the little fat dun who fell out of the small lantern, and the two hugged each other and rolled together.

In the distance, I saw two meat balls rolling on the ground, which was extremely funny.

The fat man complained again and again, and it seemed that he was smashed by the little fat dun'er.

(End of chapter)