Chapter Forty-Seven: The Hanged Ghost
"It's impossible, the ghost bell doesn't sound in the wind, it doesn't shake when there is wind, as long as it rings, it means that something dirty is coming to the door."
Li Jianguo said with a dark face.
When Cui Yue heard this, his whole nerves tensed, and he secretly held the bench in his hand in case of emergency.
Several people at the table were all grass and trees, and they didn't dare to make a sound, but after waiting for a long time, the ghost bell outside the door never rang again, and everything inside and outside the house was as usual, as if nothing had happened.
After observing for a while, Li Jianguo was relieved and instructed Cui Yuedao.
"In the future, as soon as the Dharma is over, you must take down the Yin Soul Bell and put it away, this time I almost scared myself to death."
Cui Yue was secretly annoyed in his heart, and said in his heart, who will follow you in the future, I won't come to you for such a foolish thing.
Lu Ergou saw that there was nothing wrong, and pulled Li Jianguo to drink again.
Cui Yuebei's chest hurt, his heart was like a needle prick, cold sweat broke out on his head, his head sank suddenly, and he almost hit the table.
Li Jianguo smiled when he saw it, "Let your kid drink alcohol, I won't go back with you." ”
Cui Yue finally relieved the pain a little, then exhaled a cool breath, and suddenly saw a drop of water dripping into the bowl of wine on his table, and the water streaks were dark.
Cui Yue only thought that the green tile roof was leaking a little rain, but he didn't care, and subconsciously looked up.
Damn! Help me!
I saw a gray figure hanging on the beam, with his feet hanging in the air, his long hair and dirty face, his face like a demon, and a bright red tongue spit out more than three feet, and the saliva was left along the tongue, one drop or two drops, just dripping in Cui Yue's bowl of wine.
The evil ghost looked at Cui Yue and winked his eyebrows.
Cui Yue's whole body exploded, and he immediately bounced off the bench.
Li Jianguo and Lu Ergou were both startled and looked at Cui Yue in front of them.
"Cui Yue, good and dignified, what are you doing?"
Cui Yue couldn't say a word, stretched out a trembling finger and pointed at the beam, and squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
"Yes...... Ghost ......"
The other two people who were shocked by this sentence also woke up most of the time, and their backs were chilled.
Lu Ergou squinted his eyes and glanced at the beam, only to see that the beam was covered with cobwebs and was empty. muttered in his mouth, little brother, are you mistaken, there is nothing.
When Li Jianguo heard Cui Yue shouting these two words, he was also shocked, and his head was sweating. Although there is nothing when he looks up, Li Jianguo believes in Cui Yue, because Cui Yue has the ability to see things that ordinary people can't see.
Before a few people could react, there was a sudden strange laugh, as if it had jumped out from between their teeth.
Li Jianguo secretly said that it was not good, and hurriedly turned around to take a look at the kang, only to see that the quilt on the kang was messy, where was the figure of this old man Lu.
Everyone looked up at the strange laughter, and said, "Oh, my father."
I saw that Lu Laohan was sitting on the Taishi chair at the main table at some point, his face was blue, and his previous white hair had turned half-black and half-white, which was very weird. The boss with a pair of eyes stared straight at everyone present, and a strange smile came out of his throat.
呤呤呤...... 呤呤呤......
At this time, suddenly the ghost bell outside the house rang loudly, and it sounded without wind, and it was as rapid as a storm.
Before the few people present could react to how the old man on the kang was missing, they suddenly saw the old man Lu quietly appear behind him, and he was really frightened.
The saddest thing present was Cui Yue, in Cui Yue's eyes, the hanging ghost attached to this Lu Laohan's body, as if he was carried on his back by this Lu Laohan, his hair was scattered, and the bright red long tongue hung on his chest, shaking around, extremely terrifying.
Lu Ergou didn't notice it for a while, and when he saw Lu Laohan's blue face, his eyes were weird, and he collapsed under the table in fright. When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly got up from under the table, hugged Lu Laohan's legs, and cried out.
"Dad, Dad, what's wrong with you, don't scare me, aren't you sick in the afternoon, why are you sick again."
Cui Yue thought to himself, your father is sick, this special ghost is hanged, and it scares me half to death, you can't see that the tongue of the hanged ghost is about to poke you in the mouth, and Cui Yue is sick to his stomach for a while.
Li Jianguo suddenly shouted, "Be careful! ”
As he spoke, he was about to step forward to pull this Lu Ergou.
Who knew that this old man Lu was moving very fast, and he was still expressionless, but at this time, he suddenly raised his big hand, waved his hand, and slapped a big hand on Lu Ergou's body, making a muffled sound.
This Lu Ergou screamed, like a rag sandbag flew out, hit his head on the edge of the kang, and immediately fainted.
Where did Cui Yue expect that this old man Lu would be so violent, and a handful of people of his age would be so fast, and Lu Ergou flew out with only one slap. I'm afraid that if I face this old guy, I will also die or live.
Li Jianguo shouted!
"Cui Yue, what are you doing, do it!"
Cui Yue picked up the bench in his hand and smashed it over, Lu Laohan smashed the bench into two with a wave of his hand, Cui Yue looked at the wood scum in his hand and almost doubted life, this old man could not have practiced iron sand palms.
Cui Yue was in a daze, and Lu Laohan had already pounced on him with a strange scream, and a pair of big hands stuck Cui Yue's neck, his face was hideous.
Cui Yue was caught off guard, and hurriedly wanted to break it with his hand, but he didn't expect that this Lu Laohan's hand was like an iron cast, and he didn't move. On the contrary, his neck became tighter and tighter, Cui Yue's face was red and his ears were red, and his eyes were about to burst out.
Li Jianguo saw that this was a good deal, this Lu Laohan was a dead hand, and the peach wood sword in his hand hurriedly stabbed out, directly taking this Lu Laohan's heart.
Syllable!
Who would have expected that this old man Lu seemed to have eyes behind his back, and when he saw the peachwood sword stabbing at him, he let go of Cui Yue with both hands, and slapped his palm on the sword.
Cui Yue lay on the ground, panting, snot and tears were left together, and his expression was painful.
Lu Laohan roared again and again, and a pair of big hands waved wildly from the air, rampage.
The peachwood sword in Li Jianguo's right hand almost came out of his hand, and he finally pinched the hilt of the sword, and before he could swing it, Lu Laohan had already killed him and knocked over at the end.
Li Jianguo couldn't dodge, he was hit by the waist, and was almost knocked out of the hospital, and the peachwood sword also fell to the ground, throwing a shoe far away.