Chapter 279: I'm scared to pee

Liu Lezi also wanted to run, but his legs couldn't move at all, his feet seemed to be glued to the ground, and he couldn't move.

He watched in horror as the female ghost in front of him got closer and closer, watching her put her miserable white face over him, and the cold laughter was terrifying.

"Brother Leper, I'm Tang'er, the Tang'er who is often beaten by you with a slingshot...... Don't be afraid, I'm just homesick, can you help me dig out of the ground and send me home...... Leper brother ......"

"No, no, I ......"

Liu Lezi was already so frightened that he lost his soul, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his tongue swirled.

A smell of urine filled the air, Song Xinyi couldn't help frowning, it's really fucking useless, this Liu Leper is so disgusting, she was scared to pee her pants.

What's even more disgusting is that she has to hold back her nausea and continue to get close to this Liu Leper so that he can really see her face.

"Brother Leper, what's wrong with you...... I didn't mean to, dig me out......"

"Plop!"

Liu Lezi's legs were weak, and he couldn't hold it anymore and knelt down, crying pitifully.

"Sister Tang'er, please spare me, I don't dare, I don't dare anymore, you, don't pester me......"

"But I'm really homesick, I want to go home, I miss my brother, I miss my mother...... Brother Leper, help......"

Song Xinyi bent down, her eyes glazed over, and her fingers pinched Liu Lezi's arm like eagle claws.

Liu Lezi was so frightened that he howled again, and he couldn't care about his legs and couldn't move, he pulled Song Xinyi's hand like crazy, grabbed the ground with both hands, and crawled outside with a rolling belt, howling for help while drilling.

"Hell, hell! Help ......"

"Tsk, even if you have the guts, you dare to come to the mass grave to dig up the grave."

It wasn't until Liu Lezi crawled out of the forest and got out of the way that Song Xinyi lazily hugged her arms and snorted coldly.

With this experience, Liu Lezi also saw his face clearly, but I am afraid that he will not dare to come to this mass grave again in his life.

If it's going to be scary, you have to scare him all at once.

That's it!

Song Xinyi clapped her hands, wiped the white powder off her face with the placket of her clothes, and ripped off the hat on her head, leaned over to straighten the incense in front of Ling Juncheng's grave, and just stood up, but there was a faint voice from the little novice behind her.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor is really inappropriate to act this time, so it is really a sin to frighten two people by making a mystery."

"What do you say? Am I guilty? ”

Song Xinyi turned around suddenly, only to see the bald little monk holding a string of Buddhist beads, slowly sitting cross-legged, muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he was muttering.

This little novice is really good-looking, even if his face is stained with mud, it is difficult to hide his complexion, he lowered his eyes and meditated, and his red lips are bright and attractive.

"The little monk came here to do things and give the deceased excess, but the donor is here to pretend to be a ghost and scare people, and the donor was frightened, I'm afraid that I will be haunted by nightmares for a long time, donor, isn't this your sin?"

"The two of them sneakily came to this mass grave with hoes, and they didn't do anything good at first glance, if I hadn't pretended to be a ghost to scare them, I was afraid that they would come to pick up the grave and rob the grave in the future, and the souls of the dead buried here would no longer be pure, what I did was obviously a good thing, how can you blame me for my sin?"

The sky was dark, the surrounding scenery was blurred, and the clear air no longer replied, but just silently thought. Three k

Song Xinyi listened attentively to the words of this little novice, but the corners of her lips hooked up a smug arc, and suddenly approached the good-looking face, and whispered next to his ear.

"Little monk, since you are a transcendent soul, why are you reciting the Sutra of Ring Colors?"

"Color, color...... Warn? ”

Jingkong was concentrating on reciting the death spell to transcend the undead, but he didn't expect this young man to suddenly come to such a sentence, and he was so shocked that he opened his eyes suddenly, and he forgot all the scriptures he had memorized in his head, and his mouth stammered.

"Donor, don't talk nonsense, the little monk recites the mantra of the past life, where to read it, read the kind you said...... You don't want to talk nonsense. ”

"Where did I talk nonsense, my ears are not broken, I heard it clearly just now, don't you mumble that it is color that is empty and color?"

Song Xinyi looked at him like this, she only felt funny in her heart, and she almost laughed out loud, but her face was about to make a righteous statement.

"Okay, you are a little monk, your face is serious, but your heart is definitely thoughtful, you have a heart at a young age, the Buddha knows how to punish you?"

"The little donor must not talk nonsense, the pure space is dedicated to the Buddha, the heart is pure, and the desire is low, and he never wants to ...... Born of those crooked thoughts, the clear space is overtaking the soul, please donor ......"

This young man is really domineering and unscrupulous, he slanders himself when he opens his mouth, and he is really like what Jiang Ci said, he is a bastard.

Jingkong frowned and hurriedly defended, but before he finished speaking, he was reprimanded by Song Xinyi poking his head.

"Yo Yo Yo, I haven't had a crooked mind, so what are you stammering? Obviously you are weak-hearted, you little monk is not honest, and you want to accuse others of sin, you tell me now, is it my great sin, or your sin? ”

"You ......"

unreasonably argued three points, and was so reasonable, and forcibly put a hat on himself.

This young man is really high-flying, just like Jiang Ci said, he is a little Laipi.

Jingkong pursed his lips and lowered his head, no longer paying attention to Song Xinyi's chatter, but Song Xinyi refused to stop there, deliberately approached his face, and smiled with a smile.

"I said yes, didn't you? Little monk, I know that you are not a good thing, how can a serious little monk of eight hundred be friends with a little homeless man named Hanako? ”

"It's getting dark, it's not safe here, if the donor has nothing else to do, just invite the family to go."

The clear space was disturbed by her, and closed her eyes from her smiling face.

Song Xinyi put away her smile, squatted down, and said with a straight face.

"Little monk, since you know that I am not a master to be messed with, then stay away from me in the future, let your brother Huazi stay away from me, and next time I am caught spying on me and my mother near my house, I will gouge out his eyes, and then go to Master Qingxin of Guangchan Temple to sue you, saying that you are not a good monk, and you will go to the mass grave to pick up graves and rob graves!"

“……”

It turned out that he made such a big detour to warn himself of this, and he raised his head in the air, looking at the fierce and vicious that the young man was obviously immature but deliberately pretended, for some reason, there were some strange feelings in his heart, a little soft and itchy.

"The little donor misunderstood, the little monk did not arrange for him to spy on him, you can rest assured that no one will disturb your life in the future."

"You'd better be the talker, or I'll never be soft on you!"

Thinking of the arrogant and domineering little screaming flower, Song Xinyi felt irritable, gritted her teeth and knocked a chestnut on the smooth little head, just like beating the shameless little screaming flower.

It's not a loss, whoever makes them collude with each other, who makes them uneasy and kind, who lets that little Hanako claim to be his brother, then let him be punished for his brother.

As soon as she finished knocking, she turned around and ran away, her steps were very cheerful, she covered the bag on her head, and stared blankly at her figure running away like a fawn, and somehow, she smiled slightly.

In fact, this chestnut doesn't hurt at all......