Several people greeted the ghost one by one, and every time they took a few steps, they turned their heads and saw a cemetery, Lu Shibai took a step forward, put down the box, and was still a little out of breath in his mouth, with a smile on his face, pointing to the cemetery. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"That's it! God help me! ”

As soon as the words fell, his expression suddenly froze, his eyes wandered back and forth between several people, and he frowned.

"Huh? How do I feel like something is missing......"

Several people next to him looked at each other, wandering between each other, and suddenly Wei Kun threw down the burning paper and slapped the back of his head.

"Wang Simiao!"

Lu Shibai stomped his feet, his ears were red in a hurry, and he pointed at a few people and scolded angrily, "It's not me talking about you!" Don't be afraid of god-like enemies! I'm afraid of my teammates like pigs! Borrow the corpse to return the soul, and you can also lose the soul! You big men are really three stinky leathermen, and Zhuge Liang is angry! ”

pinched his waist and turned his head to take a few deep breaths, and couldn't help but turn around and add loudly, "You guys are really ridiculous!" ”

Several people couldn't relax for a while when they were scolded, and they all forgot to reply, but it was the eight bitter eyes that inexplicably circled back and forth between Wei Kun and Fang Cun and Lu Eighteen, and finally asked in a muffled voice:

"Who is Wang Simiao......

(Wang Simiao: A pain in the chest...... ）

Lu Shibai turned his head and glared at Baku, turned his head and walked quickly in the direction he came from, but found that several people behind him were still standing still, and sure enough, he was angry, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, pointing at them and scolding.

"You guys are wood! The pestle is in that landmark building! Why don't you put down your things and look for them! ”

With such a roar, Wei Kun was the first to come back to his senses, and hurriedly put down the things in his hand, followed by Lu Shiba, followed by an inexplicable and wonderful eight bitterness and a reluctant face.

After walking a few steps, Lu Shibai suddenly turned his head and pointed at the eight bitters who couldn't see anything, and shouted, "Why are you going!" Hurry up and stay and see something! As he spoke, he complained as he walked, "One by one, I don't understand anything!" I'm going to have to worry about everything! Am I an old mother! Am I Mom San! Speaking of anger, he turned his head and pointed at Wei Kun and Fang Cun's nose and scolded, "A group of stinky men with developed limbs and simple minds!" ”

Several people stood on tiptoe, searching for Wang Simiao's figure among the ghosts, looking for a long time, and suddenly saw a chaos in front of them, all the ghosts stopped and stopped, standing in place in a daze, their eyes blank.

Fang Cun rushed to Lu Eighteen's side one step at a time, grabbed Lu Eighteen who was still looking up, and pointed to the front with one finger, Lu Eighteen followed Fang Cun's fingertips and found that the ghost group had separated a distance of ten steps, and the ghost in front of him was still walking forward in a wooden manner, but the ghost behind him was stagnant,

"There's a problem!" Fang Cun said.

Lu Shibai and Wei Kun looked at the place for a long time, then suddenly nodded and trotted over, running all the way in the direction where the ghost was stagnant.

It didn't take long to see the ghost cha carrying a chain in one hand and a whip in the other, whipping Wang Simiao, who was rolling back and forth on the ground.

Wei Kun stepped forward and grabbed the whip that was about to fall, and the ghost almost turned around and scolded unhappily.

"! Who dares to stop Lao Tzu! I don't want to live anymore, do I! ”

Wei Kun let go of his hand, with a smile on his face, looked back at the weak Wang Simiao, and said with some flattery:

"Big brother, it's all a system, can you leave this person to me?"

The ghost almost recognized Wei Kun's identity, glanced up and down, and finally raised his eyebrows unhappily.

"You're in charge of the affairs of the underworld, and you can't interfere in the affairs of the underworld, right?"

Wei Kun understood at the moment, the smile on his face was heavier, and he casually took out a netherworld check from his pocket, stuffed it into the ghost's hand, and said:

"I've signed my name, you can fill in the amount as you like!"

The ghost cha looked down at the check, the expression on his face softened slightly, and he no longer spoke harshly in the face of Wei Kun, and asked softly.

"That's ...... Not so good. As he spoke, he slid the check firmly into his pocket.

"You can rest assured that it's okay, if you blame it, my brother will bear it." Wei Kun said

As soon as he heard this, the ghost cha could be regarded as smiling, and he also had a sense of intimacy towards Wei Kun as if he had known him for hundreds of years.

stretched out his foot and kicked Wang Simiao twice, and smiled, "I didn't expect you to be a little ghost, people I know understand things, count your fate, go over." ”

As soon as Wei Kun heard this, he glanced at Fang Cun and Lu Shiba, and hurriedly helped Wang Simiao aside, and then turned his head and smiled at the ghost.

"If you have something to contact you often in the future, I won't delay your work."

Saying that, he hurriedly waved his hand, and several people turned their heads and walked away quickly. And the group of ghosts, which had been stagnant, moved slowly again, and those ghosts seemed to have never happened before, without a trace of emotion.

After passing through the group of ghosts, he finally heard the cemetery, and looking around, several people hurriedly untied the iron chain around Wang Simiao's neck.

Wang Simiao fell to the ground in a daze, only to feel that it was like a nightmare just now, and between his eyes, he found that he had been rescued, so he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and looked at everyone pitifully with his complaining eyes like a pet being abandoned, and said in a dumb voice:

"Big brothers and sisters, please don't abandon me again in the future......"

As soon as Lu Shibai heard this, he opened his mouth and scolded his face, "You are dumb!" You won't shout! Anything is waiting for us to do! It's your thing! You're not careful yourself! Give it back to us! Are you a two-year-old with cerebral palsy?! ”

But although Lu Shiba's mouth was unforgiving, he squatted down, pinched Wang Simiao's chin, looked at the scars on his body carefully, and finally frowned, turned around and shouted to the other party, "Aren't you ghosts and immortals going to treat ghosts!" Hurry up and cure this! ”

Fang Cun stood in place and pointed to himself incredulously, "I?? Suddenly, he glanced at Wang Simiao, snorted and said, "Why should I save him?" ”

Lu Shibai pointed to the paper not far away, still looking at everyone's eight bitterness with a blank face, and smiled maliciously

"Do you still want ......?"

As soon as he heard this, Fang Cun's eyes lit up, and he looked back at the human skin drum in the cage of the Eight Bitter Boxes, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he gritted his teeth and turned back to land eighteen.

"Count you ruthless!" As he spoke, he walked up to Wang Simiao's side, stretched out his hand to push Lu Shibai away, squatted down, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the black cat on his shoulder 'meowed' and revealed a somewhat lazy form.

Lu Shibai took a step back, stood beside Wei Kun, hugged his hands in front of his chest, and bumped Wei Kun with his shoulder, but his eyes kept stopping on Wang Simiao.

"You guys are really inhuman......"

Wei Kun raised his eyebrows disappreciably, looked back at Lu Shibai with a smile, and secretly rolled his eyes.

"It's as if you're very human."

Lu Shibai was stunned when he heard this, frowned and stared at him for a long time, then looked at Wei Kun with a solemn face, and replied:

"Oh yes!"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and their eyes fell on the black cat who was being treated, seeing the black cat stick out its tongue and lick it on Wang Simiao's wound, the original blood-red wound was slowly healing, and Wang Simiao's body was still surrounded by a few black ghost fairy shadows, and after a while, I heard Wang Simiao's mouth no longer shouting that it hurt, but stretched his eyebrows, and was healing little by little.

In the end, the black cat yawned lazily, turned his head and jumped onto Fang Cun's shoulder, and was touched by Fang Cun's hand on the pitch-black back, instantly lowered his head, and quietly hid his figure.

Gradually, the ghosts and immortals on Wang Simiao's body also disappeared one after another, and Wang Simiao, who had his eyes closed, slowly opened his eyes, and did not forget to stretch his waist.

"Huh? How come I don't hurt anymore! ”

Lu Shibai looked at Wang Simiao, who was ready, and clapped his hands with a smile, "Here, hurry up, set up the stage." ”

Wei Kun and Fang Cun nodded, spread the burning paper not far away, released the rooster that was still alive, and tied the two feet tightly together with a red rope, the chicken fell to the ground, and could only struggle but could not run away.

Fang Cun stretched his waist, turned around and raised his eyebrows at Lu Eighteen, "Eh, how to set up the stage?" ”

Lu Shibai smiled slyly, turned his head to open his black box, and instantly took out a neat stack of white cloth from it, held it in his hand, and raised his chin as if showing off.

"Isn't that it?"