Chapter 53: This Ghost Is Really Sick 53

I heard that the high Taoist priest has gone crazy.

Every day, he squatted on the side of the road next to the Nai He Bridge, holding a peachwood sword, and cursing himself with circles on the ground.

From a distance, Lorraine saw the high Taoist priest and the peachwood sword in his hand.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he was as happy as a two-hundred-pound child, and rushed over.

"Daoist Gao, I have something to ask for!" After running over excitedly, Luo Lin squatted down and said to the high Taoist priest who was seriously drawing circles.

The high Taoist priest made a circle for a moment, raised his head, and looked at Lorraine blankly.

In the next second, his face suddenly changed, and he stepped back again and again, shouting in his mouth: "Don't come here, don't come over!" I'm never going to kill you again, so I'll put away my peachwood sword......"

"No, no, no, Daoist Gao, you have misunderstood what I meant. I'm looking for you right now to borrow your peachwood sword from you. Lorraine gave a serious expression.

"Brother, are you crazy?" At this moment, a little boy came over, tilted his head, and asked him curiously.

Lorraine endured: "...... Lao Tzu is normal! ”

Why are you so rude, little brat?

"But this man is a fool, and my mother told me that a madman is a good friend of a fool." The little boy looked serious.

Lorraine: "...... Who says a madman is good friends with a fool? ”

"Isn't it quite a popular song in the yang world? The lyrics are, you are the wind and I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world. But when I came to our grave, I sang like this: 'You are a madman, I am a fool, and I am mad to the ends of the earth.'" 'Brother, did you just die?' I don't even know about this. ”

Lorraine: "...... I'm normal. ”

As he spoke, he didn't pay any attention to the little boy, but said to the Taoist priest sincerely, "I just want to borrow your peachwood sword and stab myself to death." ”

"Adults always lie." The little boy interjected disdainfully.

Lorraine, who was bent on death, was repeatedly interrupted and glared at the little boy in warning.

"Badass!" The little boy was startled, and after pushing Lorraine, he ran away.

The little boy was a ghost, and he had a lot of strength, and Lorraine was caught off guard and was pushed into the middle of the road at once.

Lorraine was in a hurry, and grabbed something with both hands.

A red Ferrari sped by, crashed into Lorraine, and bounced back.

With a pain in his left chest, Lorraine looked down and saw that the coveted peachwood sword had finally stabbed into the heart as he wished.

I couldn't help but smile with relief.

"Look for death!" The Ferrari stopped drifting, and a young man with dyed yellow hair emerged from the car window and yelled at Lorraine.

Lorraine: "......"

He really came out to die.

The yellow-haired young man saw that Lorraine didn't say anything, he smiled, and scolded a few more words, "Damn, it's actually a madman, Lao Tzu died in drag racing last week, and just came to the underworld, he encountered this kind of decay......"

"Oh dear, don't stop~" In the passenger seat, a woman with flaming red lips straddled the yellow-haired young man, and a water snake twisted around at the waist.

Hearing this, the yellow-haired young man was interrupted from speaking, and instead of beating or getting angry, he kissed the woman's bloody mouth: "Baby, you give me yin and kidney nourishment, it's really a happy fairy." ”

The doors closed, and the car shook and drove away.

Looking at the Ferrari in the distance, Lorraine was shocked.

it, while driving, the car is shaking.

Double vibration, no monitoring, not afraid of being fined, more cool than the sun, right?

It's exciting!

Finally dead.

This is the glory of being miserable and dying.

It is not easy to die, but it is cherished.