Shabonny came out of the stone house.

"Uh, uh, God."

Shabonny was already immune to skeletons, and two little skeletons came out of nowhere, and they were still working hard to brush the toilet, he was surprised for a while, walked to the pool, squatted there, looked at it for a while, and said, "I bet they used to wash the toilet, I can't be mistaken,"

Ringer was still confused, he figured out one thing, the two little skeletons were summoned by half a bone, that is to say, the pet summoned by himself can summon its own pet,

Am I the grandfather?

The action of the little skeleton washing the toilet bowl is skillful and funny, and Ringer admires that the half-bone can not only summon, but also summon different types of undead.

Ringer thought of this, and it was not right, people said that skeletons are summoned to fight generally, and if they go to the toilet, will it be overkill and waste resources?

Shabonny leaned up and sneezed, "Dude, you say, was Halfbone a soldier when he was alive?" No, the cavalry, the Cossack cavalry, is a squad leader, it may be a squadron leader, it may be a large captain, it may be a general, what is your opinion? ”

"You've said it, what else do I say, police, first-class police inspector, we need such a partner. Do you say yes?"

"Of course, of course, what is the position of a police inspector?" 、

Ringer didn't bother to pay attention to him, and explained the problem to Shabonny, too tired.

Shabonny asked, "Do they get tired, you say?" ”

"It should be, the bones are always brushed like this, there will be osteoporosis, you see, your joints are all connected with black smoke, not suitable for repetitive movements, go and watch, someone comes over, scream."

"Yes, yes."

When Shabonny went to let the wind out, Ringer came up to Half Bone and said, "Thank you." ”

The half-skeleton sat down, cross-legged on the ground, his cloak covering his face, and ignored Ringer.

So squeamish.

Ringer didn't bother to ask again, he only cared about the combat effectiveness of the two little skeletons, no, what the durability was.

Surprisingly, the little skeleton didn't have to worry about Ringer at all, all the toilets were washed, and Ringer checked it, and it was cleaner than his own washing.

"Thanks, please continue tomorrow, eight o'clock."

Ringer thanked again, half a bone stood up, his mouth clicked a few times, and the two small skeletons turned into black smoke and burrowed into the ground.

Half-bones themselves, like a lonely and lost undefeated hero, walked towards the woods.

What a cool back, Ringer thought.

The next day, he didn't have a pocket watch, but he arrived at eight o'clock, and the little skeleton began to work.

The heaviest work of scrubbing was done by the little skeleton, and Ringer and Shabonny were much easier, and the work of collecting and delivering the toilets was still done by Shabonny, and he said that as long as you don't have cold water in your hands, you will be fine with a cold, and your injuries will matter.

He was so persistent, so thinking about himself, Ringer simply lived a lazy life.

In broad daylight, the temperature rose a little, Ringer slept with his torn cotton wool, and Shabonny faithfully let the wind out in the distance, and no one could see the little skeletons working by the pool, otherwise they would scare the nuns to death.

Ringer was sleeping soundly when he suddenly heard a voice shouting for help!

He swooped to his feet and ran out, only to see two old nuns fall to the ground, clutching their heads and screaming.

Demons, there are demons!!

Something happened, it must have been the two nuns who saw the little skeleton and were frightened, what about the windy Shabonny?

Around, half of the bones were gone, the little skeletons were gone, and neither was Shabonny.

"What's going on, Mama (the convent is old, the name of a low-ranking nun)"

When the two old nuns heard someone screaming in their ears, they finally raised their heads and cried out in their mouths: Demon, demon, have you seen the demon? Right there, by the pool, right there, two, two remains, moving, clutching the toilet, not knowing what to do. ”

Of course, Ringer shook his head: "You won't be dazzled, by the pool, just me, who else can there be?" ”

Two old nuns, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.

"Listen to me, Mama..."

But they got up and ran at a speed disproportionate to their age, and they said, "I must tell the dean about this."

Ten minutes later, Abbot Molliwasi arrived with a dozen nuns, still holding hoes and firewood knives in their hands.

Where is the Devil? Where is the Devil?

As soon as the dean came over, he asked Ringer.

"Dean, I didn't see any demons, but these two grandmothers said they saw it, and I'm very strange."