A flash of light fell from the sky down the hill and shone on the fat man's face. For a moment, the old man's face turned a little dark. A red eye appeared in front of the fat man.

The fat man pointed at the center of Lao Suo's eyebrows with a sword in his right hand, and saw Lao Suo lying upright on the ground.

The fire on the mountain was ignited in an instant.

The fat man walked out of the room, never believing in the words of either the Confucian or the old man.

From the very beginning, the fat man knew that the so-called "people" around him were all ghosts.

……

I saw that the Confucian priest at the door was still waiting for him.

The Confucian man seemed a little happy, and hurriedly ran over to find the fat man.

But the closer he got to the fat man, the ghost aura on the Confucian became heavier and heavier, and finally less than five meters away from the fat man, his face began to fester, and a large piece of flesh fell from his body.

He didn't seem to feel the pain and said to the fat man, "You finally believe me." ”

The fat man shook his head, "I'm not looking for you." ”

The Confucian scholar was a little stunned, a little surprised, probably surprised that the Taoist chief was not afraid of him, and also shocked that the fat man felt that what he said was wrong.

The fat man crossed him, but he didn't expect the Confucian to want to catch him, and the fat man took the lead, kicked the Confucian in the abdomen, and then threw a talisman and landed on the Confucian forehead, and the Confucian lay on the ground, some teeth and claws, his expression was a little distorted, and he wanted to get up but failed.

The words of the two people are actually not conflicting, but no matter what reason the Confucian came to the mountain village, no matter what the reason was to stay in the mountain village; Does it matter? Unimportant! Is the old man a human or a ghost? What caused the destruction of the village? Does it matter? Unimportant!

I am a Taoist priest, is it important to get rid of the ghosts that hurt people and destroy the harm of sentient beings? Significant!

Can my fat man's arms be twisted over his thighs? Screwed over!

Okay, that's it.

The fat man walked down the street and watched the graves erected on both sides of the street; The leaves of the two-week-old tree have fallen off, and it is not known whether it is dead or alive; A gust of wind blew, and several pieces of paper money floated up from the ground, covering the fat man's eyes, and then the fat man fixed his eyes and saw dozens of ghosts floating in front of the fat man.

They stared at the fat man viciously, drooling undisguisedly.

The fat man knew that this time it should have been over.

……

"MD, stop chasing!"

"What are you chasing!"

"I haven't seen what happened to people!"

The fat man ran fast on the street, and a group of ghosts chased after the fat man, and a ghost cried wolf.

Author: "You're not pretty awesome! ”

Fat man: "You fight a whole bunch of ghosts alone!" ”

……

The fat man came to the stream, but there was no sound behind him, and looked at the ghost in front of him, they looked at the fat man with some fear, and did not dare to cross a step over the stream.

"Yo, come on, come on, you, just you, come here, let's fight." The fat man said, pointing to a ghost.

Seeing that it didn't dare, the fat man raised a hand and said, "I'll let you have a hand!" Seeing that the ghost was still indifferent, the fat man raised his other hand and said, "Master Dao, I will let you kick you to death with two hands and a pair of legs." ”

The ghost looked at the fat man's arrogant tone, gritted his teeth and rolled his eyes, if he was still a living person, he would definitely faint.

"I see you like a turtle grandson, I'm sorry!" The fat man spat on the ground, looking at the ghosts with a high-spirited and arrogant look.

I saw a wave by the stream, and a woman dressed in red walked out of the stream and gradually went ashore.

Seeing this scene, the ghosts blocking the fat man seemed to be frightened, I don't know if the ghost started to howl and ran back to the village first, and the other ghosts hurriedly ran back to the village one by one, leaving the fat man alone in the same place.

"Who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"Where have I come from and where am I going?"

None of this matters, watching the female ghost step by step towards the fat man.

The fat man smiled, looked at the female ghost and said, "I finally found you." ”

Author: "Stopped? ”

Fatty: "That's different, my original target was her; Being chased and beaten is to reduce the loss of physical strength, so that I can blow her dog head! ”

Author: "Tut-tut. ”

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I, Yang Yuqing, am a woman who has not yet left the cabinet.

Under the care of his parents, he did not go out of the door, and arranged flowers and embroidered at home every day...

With my beauty, young people from all over the country came to think of my father's proposal.

However, I always wanted to find a wishful man.

On that day, there was rain in the sky, just like the poem of Xie Daoyun, who sang the genius of the catkins: "If the catkins are not raised by the wind." ”

It's a little cold, and the wind blows and sways a little, isn't it just a description of a woman who has no one to rely on, wandering in the world and sad scene.

I was holding an umbrella in the courtyard of my home, watching the flowers on the trees suddenly flutter in the wind.

I watched as the flowers swayed in the wind and drifted out of the walls. My mind changed from inside the wall to outside the wall.

For some reason, on a whim, when I wanted to see the end of this flower, I stepped on the steps and came to the outside of the wall.

Because of the rain outside the wall, there is no sound of street vendors shouting and selling, let alone the noise of cars and horses.

Looking at the streets that are deserted and washed clean by the rain, it seems like I haven't been out for a long time, when is it?

I shook my head, pursed my lips and looked around, yes, I was looking for the flower, the wandering self.

……

I met him by the stream.

He was gentle and elegant, and rode his horse along the mountain paths.

He didn't seem to worry about getting wet, and spread his hands to embrace the rain in this uninhabited mountain.

He seemed to sense something and looked at me, while I bowed my head slightly, and the umbrella tilted slightly to cover my face.

With a smile on his face, he rode towards me on his horse, and less than a few meters from me, the horse's gasping breath floated to my face.

He dismounted, and said to me, "There is a little bit of an abrupt girl, I don't know where the girl is." ”

Although I was raptured, most of them I didn't see a man.

I replied cautiously and concisely, "Childe, this is Cheliu Village. ”。

Because of its location on the main traffic route, most of the time there are various merchants settled in, and relying on this, my reputation has also spread all over the country.

I saw his face, his facial features were upright, some handsome, although he was wearing simple clothes, but the scholarly temperament on his body came from the pavement.

He clasped his fist at me and said, "Thank you, girl." ”

After hesitating for a while, he said, "Dare to ask the girl's name?" ”

"The concubine's surname is Yang, and the word is Yuqing."

He whispered my name as if he were in a fugue and came back to my senses and said, "Good name! ”

Then he said goodbye to me: "Xiaosheng Fang Desheng, passing by here, it is the luck of my life to meet the girl." ”

"Do you want to ride with you?"

I shook my head and continued to pursue my flower.

He smiled to himself when he saw me leaving, and continued to stroll along the village road.

I saw this flower by the stream.

The flower fell in the water, blocked by a branch, and was not washed away by the running water.