Bad luck is bad luck, Luo Yuanhao knows that he and Zhang Wei and the middle-aged people surnamed Cai are all bad luck, if they can't completely change their luck, all three of them will have to burp this trip.

Luo Yuanhao's method of changing his fortune was simple and rude, he pricked the ring fingers of both hands, and then wiped it on his face.

Blood donation is like a bright red oil paint, and when it is painted on the face, it immediately makes the whole face red.

When Luo Yuanhao looked in the mirror again, he was already full of vigor and enthusiasm. All the unlucky faces have dissipated without a trace. Zhang Wei is a fart in this kind of thing, seeing Luo Yuanhao doing this, he naturally won't miss it, but he didn't wipe it evenly, it looks like a painting of a foreign nation.

Only the middle-aged man surnamed Cai stood there dryly, at a loss. It wasn't until Luo Yuanhao urged him that he learned to prick his fingers and smear the donated blood on his face.

After the blood donation is solidified on the face, it will not dissolve in water, so even if Luo Yuanhao goes down to the well water, he can still maintain the simple technique of changing luck.

Zhang Wei and the middle-aged man surnamed Cai did not simply be an audience, but told Luo Yuanhao that they were all scrambling to deal with the Jinglong King.

Luo Yuanhao smiled slightly, and then told them that he didn't plan to go down, and if he went down, it would be a situation of nine deaths and a lifetime. If someone goes down to lure them, then there is at least a half-open winning side.

Zhang Wei immediately raised his hand: "I'll go, I'll go, I'll go down as bait, right?" ”

Luo Yuanhao could hear the subtext, Zhang Wei obviously didn't want to go. If he really wanted to go, he wouldn't use interrogative sentences.

Although the middle-aged man surnamed Cai didn't perceive Zhang Wei's true thoughts, he still bravely stood up and said, "I'll go, I have to pay." ”

Luo Yuanhao immediately divided the nylon rope to the middle-aged man surnamed Cai and Zhang Wei, and said, "Okay, Zhang Wei, you go down with him." ”

"What?" Zhang Wei immediately showed a frightened look. "He, he, he went down, why should I go down?"

"Be a helper." Luo Yuanhao said and took out the ink fountain line in his backpack.

Zhang Wei said: "The coffin has not been transported here, what is the use of your ink fountain line?" ”

"There's no other way to do it anymore. The first will be on the line. Luo Yuanhao said, motioning for the two to go down the well.

The middle-aged man surnamed Cai probably felt that he was asking for money, so he was the first to go down. Zhang Wei was reluctant, but he saw that the three little masters were still filming, and after a few seconds of ideological struggle, he finally decided to follow along.

Luo Yuanhao was at the mouth of the well, treating the entire edge of the well as a coffin, and using the ink fountain line to play the criss-crossing lines.

The red ink fountain line is tied at the mouth of the well, as dense as a spider web, which makes Zhang Wei in the well very anxious, and keeps asking how many meanings do they mean that their escape route is gone?

Luo Yuanhao did not answer, but after arranging the wellhead, a talisman was scattered, and the entire well water immediately began to move, and it was very miraculous, and the scene he had seen at the beginning reappeared again.

The well water began to gush, and it looked a bit turbulent. Zhang Wei trembled with fright, and he didn't know where he got the strength, so he actually began to climb up along the knot.

The middle-aged man surnamed Cai was also frightened and climbed up behind Zhang Wei. He climbed fast, quickly followed Zhang Wei, and climbed up on Zhang Wei's shoulder, quickly leaving Zhang Wei behind.

Zhang Wei suddenly felt a kind of despair, even if he knew that Luo Yuanhao was not this kind of ruthless person who could do ruthless things, he couldn't help but feel the urgency of urinating. He looked down and saw the corpse floating up with his back to the sky, and he was so anxious that he peed his pants and quickly crawled along the rope net.

He cursed Luo Yuanhao countless times in his heart, but he didn't have the strength to scold when climbing, he just hummed and chirped, and desperately pressed the knot.

Today's moonlight was rare, and the corpse suddenly turned over, and its whole body seemed to be revived, and gradually began to stretch its body.

Luo Yuanhao stood on a bench, aimed the self-made demon mirror at the red rope on the wellhead, and illuminated the corpse.

At this time, I only heard Luo Yuanhao say: "Quick, pick up the corpse!" Fast! ”

Zhang Wei's lips trembled, and the middle-aged man surnamed Cai was no better, and the two of them hung on the rope, you look at me, I look at you......

After the atmosphere was embarrassing for 10 seconds, Zhang Wei finally enlarged his move: "You go to the back, carry it up, and add another 500 yuan to you." ”

The middle-aged man surnamed Cai did not agree as expected, nor did he take the opportunity to bargain, but stayed there and did not move. It seems that the strong sense of fear has made him lose the courage to continue to exchange his life for money.

Zhang Wei glanced at the corpse, and immediately retracted his gaze, reciting Amitabha Buddha in his mouth, Lord Buddha bless, Allah bless, God bless......

After more than ten seconds, Luo Yuanhao at the wellhead spoke: "What are you doing?" Speed, huh? I could only hold on to this state for three minutes. You won't be able to pull the body up in three minutes! When the time comes, everyone will be finished together. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man surnamed Cai finally started to act.

He let go of his left hand, felt the wall of the well, and then slid all the way down the rocks and ropes of the wall of the well, and soon bypassed Zhang Wei to the front of the corpse, glaring at the corpse viciously, then he mustered up his courage and slowly approached the corpse, and then he tied the nylon rope to the corpse's legs, and the other end was tied to his shoulder.

The middle-aged man surnamed Cai climbed up along the rope. With the weight of a person hanging on, it is impossible to really climb fast.

But his courage is really admirable.

Zhang Wei asked himself, let alone three thousand yuan, even if he was given three million, he would at most dare to come to the zombie to take a look, and then recite the Heart Sutra silently. Let him reach out, tie up the zombies, and kill him, and he doesn't have the guts.

The middle-aged man surnamed Cai used his strength to climb up, and it took two minutes, and he only climbed a third of the way, and even Zhang Wei's position was just close.

Zhang Wei seemed to be afraid of coming into contact with zombies, and he tried his best to climb up.

Suddenly, the hanging zombie began to move restlessly, scaring the middle-aged man surnamed Cai, who had been trying hard to climb, slipped, and fell back halfway.

Seeing this, Luo Yuanhao knew that most of his methods were about to fail.

So, he called the three little death masters over, and asked them to shake their arms and pull the two people below up.

As they began to pull the rocker arm, the hanging corpse began to struggle and tremble violently, and it tended to get more and more intense.