Everyone looked at the white cloth in Lu Shibai's hand blankly, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, frowned, Wei Kun said:

"We don't like to squat in the graveyard and listen to bad jokes......"

Lu Shibai glanced at the siege and waved his hand at the three of them, "Come here, you hold a corner, I'll do a magic trick for you!" ”

The three of them stepped forward one after another, one grabbed a corner, and after taking about ten steps back, the white cloth was spread out in an instant, Wei Kun's eyebrows moved slightly, and he looked up at Lu Shiba, a little incredulous. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Are you trying to tell us that this is the stage?"

Lu 180,000 nodded firmly, shrugged his shoulders with his hands outstretched, and asked rhetorically, "Yes, can't you see it?" ”

Fang Cun clenched the corner of the white cloth, still a little incredulous, and asked, "Even if you want to fool the ghost, can you be serious?" ”

Wang Simiao stepped forward a few steps, glanced at the white cloth, and nodded to Lu Eighteen for a while, "Yes, yes, this is a major matter related to my net worth, can't you really be serious?" Can I feel a little bit safe......"

Looking at Lu Shiba's proud and somewhat embarrassed face, Wang Simiao's heart beat a drum, and he couldn't help but start to suspect, maybe Lu Shibai didn't intend to help him at all, even if Helian shuang pleaded, he just coped?

Lu Shibai turned around and accurately captured the hesitation and questioning on Wang Simiao's face, turned his head and snorted with an unhappy face, seemingly careless, but actually said with a warning:

"I can tell you, if you dare to doubt the old lady, the old lady will pick a son for you now, and go to whoever you like!"

Wei Kun glanced at Wang Simiao's embarrassment, then looked down at the white cloth in his hand, and sighed.

"Don't talk about him, even I'm starting to wonder if you're playing tricks on us?"

Lu Shibai stretched out his hand to throw away the white cloth in his hand, his face lost the smile at the beginning, he seemed to be really angry, his eyes looked at Wei Kun and Wang Simiao, and sneered.

"I don't have time for you here!" As he spoke, he paused, and looked back at Wang Simiao, his face full of disdain.

"If you don't intercede for you, whether you are dead or alive, what does it matter to me!"

Wang Simiao glanced back and forth between Wei Kun and Lu Shibai, and finally nodded a little weakly, and said flatteringly:

"It's my fault, it's all my fault! Stop arguing, let's get down to business. ”

Wei Kun grabbed Wang Simiao, who was bowing his head and begging for mercy, and just held the red rope on Wang Simiao's wrist in his hand, and pulled him behind him with a little force, and his face was obviously extremely dissatisfied.

"If you want others to trust you, then you have to show real skills!" Wei Kun said.

Fang Cun, who had been silent for a long time on the side, put his hands in his pockets, walked over step by step, and stood beside Lu Shiba. He glanced at Wei Kun and Wang Simiao with a smile.

"Don't you see if there's any real ability? Is it interesting that two big men bully a little girl? As he spoke, he leaned in the direction of Lu Eighteen, and snorted unremittingly in his nose, "Do you want me to stand over and help you bully En?" ”

There was a stalemate for a while, several people glared angrily, and no one would take a step back, and finally there was a faint voice from the side.

"The Buddha said that harmony is precious, and quarreling is not good, and it is a ...... that affects friendship."

Everyone turned their heads to look, and Baku's legs were crossed together, sitting next to the paper, and his hands were almost on the tip of his nose.

There was also a spread out scripture book in front of him, his hands trembling, and he was still muttering to himself with squinting eyes.

Everyone had a chill, and the atmosphere that had been stalemate just now was also eased, and finally Lu Shibai snorted, but he couldn't help but smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Didn't the Buddha say that monks don't speak?"

After a bitter pause, he suddenly had a flush on his fat white face, smiled hehehe, stood up silently, bent down and put the scriptures in the cage and put them away, then turned his head to look at everyone, and asked with a smile:

"What else do we need to do?"

"Go find four wrist-thick sticks." Lu 18 said.

Hearing this, Fang Cun walked to Wei Kun's side in a few steps, stretched out his hand to wrap his shoulder, didn't take two steps, and hugged Baku's shoulder, the two sandwiched him in the middle, Wei Kun's face was still a little awkward.

"Let's go! Let's find sticks, woman...... It's trouble! Fang Cun said.

After Wei Kun glanced back at Fang Cun, a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lu Shibai watched the three of them leave, turned his head to open the box, and took out the palm-sized five jars of sake, the corners of Wang Simiao's mouth twitched a little, but in the end he didn't dare to question it, so he could only squat silently to the side, watching Lu Shibai busy.

At this time, Wang Simiao found that there were several sets of clothes neatly spread under Lu Shiba's box, and it was not until he took it out that Wang Simiao clearly saw that they were several sets of costumes with strange patterns, as well as a mask that seemed to have a wooden face and a hideous face.

In the end, Lu Shibai silently took out a palm-sized radio, and after squatting there for a long time, he actually played an extremely weird joke.

When Wang Simiao and Lu Shibai stood up and turned their heads, the three of them came back carrying four wrist-thick saplings.

Seeing this, Lu Shibai turned his head and took out a Mongolian knife from the box, threw it into Fang Cun's arms in the air, and pouted.

"Scrape off the excess, and then sharpen a sharp tip that can be inserted into the dirt!"

Fang Cun understood, and hurriedly "Order!" With a sound, he turned his head and went to cut the tree.

Lu Shibai turned his head to Wei Kun and said, "Please invite the gods out." ”

Wei Kun nodded, took out a yellow rune paper from his pocket, and lit it instantly with a lighter, the rune paper was half-suspended in the air until it burned to ashes, and a burst of yellow sand suddenly rolled up around him, and between the cold wind, he vaguely saw more than a dozen little ghosts carrying two sedan chairs, and appeared in front of everyone in the blink of an eye.

put down the sedan chair again and left in a hurry, not even being captured, only Fang Cun and Lu Shibai vaguely saw the black shadow.

After looking at the yellow sand in amazement, two sedan chairs suddenly appeared in front of him, and after a few circles around the sedan chair, he looked at Wei Kun incredulously, and smacked his tongue, "There are really mountains outside the mountain, and there are people outside the people!" O Amitabha! ”

Wei Kun stepped forward, stretched out his hand to open the curtain hanging from the sedan chair, poked his head in, and saw the god leaning stiffly against the inner wall of the sedan chair, and nodded.

Said to Lu Eighteen: "Intact." ”

Lu Shibai nodded in agreement, urging Fang Cun, "Can you hurry up, the time is almost up!" As he spoke, he turned to Wei Kun and said:

"Hurry up and put on your costume!"

Wei Kun walked quickly to the side of the costume with a serious face, picked up the mask placed on the clothes, held it in his hand and tossed it twice.

"I remember that the mask of the opera was made of wood, right?"

Lu Shibai laughed twice and waved his hand, "Oh, feel free, wooden masks are very expensive now!" ”

Wei Kun sighed, so he had to turn his head and pick up the black costume placed on the ground, and put it on his body simply and neatly, Lu Shibai looked back and saw that Fang Cun was still busy cutting branches next to him, and a layer of fine sweat appeared on his tired forehead.

He turned back to Wei Kun and said, "You and Ba Ku go to cut the tree, and let Fang Cun come over and change into costumes." ”

The two hurriedly responded, trotted over, and after clarifying with Fang Cun, they turned their heads and came over to put on their costumes. At this time, Lu Shibai had already made preparations.

He walked quickly to the palanquin behind the deity, took out the two men and a woman and the long robes and robes inside, and set them aside.

Wei Kun was cutting the tree with his head down, and with the 'click' of the branch, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Lu Shiba, Fang Cun and Baku, and asked:

"What about the table we bought."

Lu Shibai rubbed his hands, lowered his head and looked at his toes with some embarrassment, and whispered:

"Then what do you think I asked you to chop this wood for?"

Fang Cun was lowering his head to sort out his costume, and suddenly asked with a frightened face, "Yes...... What is it for? ”

Lu Shibai smiled, and did not answer positively, only said:

"It's definitely too late to look in the car." Lu Shibai said, his eyes swept around, and with steady steps, he walked to a tombstone, stretched out his hand and rubbed the top of the tombstone back and forth, and said with bad intentions:

"You say, if we borrow it...... He shouldn't mind, right? ”

Everyone looked stunned, gritted their teeth, lowered their heads and was busy with the work in their hands, while Wang Simiao twisted the corners of his clothes with both hands, opened his eyes in horror, looked at Lu Eighteen's unapologetic face, and one sentence was blocked in his throat, wanting to blame two sentences, but he remembered what happened just now, so he could only stand in place and silently accuse Lu Eighteen of carelessness.

Shaking his head for a moment, Wang Simiao was a little suspicious that he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, and he dared to believe any magic stick.

Seeing that the branches were cut and placed about five steps away from the white cloth, Lu Shibai took out the rune paper he had written before, pressed them on the four corners of the white cloth, clapped his hands, and said to everyone:

"Then those lonely ghosts won't be able to get by."

Wei Kun nodded, turned back to Fang Cun and Ba Ku and made a look, "Let's go, let's go dig up the tombstone." ”

As if he had heard some terrible news, Ba Ku retreated for a walk, folded his hands and half closed his eyes, and said silently over and over again:

"The Buddha said, don't do it, don't do it!"

Wei Kun and Fang Cun looked at each other, and finally sighed and went to dig the tombstone as if they were fated.

Lu Shibai waved his hand at Wang Simiao, and carefully took out the golden gourd that Praruo gave her from his pocket, and opened a yellow cloth that was six feet and six feet long, densely filled with charms.

Lu Shibai looked back at Wang Simiao with some curiosity and asked, "You're not afraid?" ”

Wang Simiao frowned, looked at the spell in front of him in a little confusion, stretched out his hand and shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know why......"

But he didn't want Lu Shibai's eyes to light up, so he stepped forward and grabbed Wang Simiao's wrist, and then turned his head to look at the red rope copper coin wrapped around Wei Kun's pigtail.

"Eh! It hurts, it ......hurts, it hurts, it hurts," Wang Simiao wailed and hurriedly struggled twice

Only then did Lu Shibai let go of his hand, looked at Wei Kun a few times with bad intentions, and then turned back to Wang Simiao and raised his eyebrows with a sly face.

"Good life...... said, chuckled twice, turned his head and gently put the golden gourd in his hand on the left side, and pointed at Wang Simiao and said:

"You, go and sit on the right, and don't open your eyes for a while, no matter what you hear."

When Wang Simiao heard this, he nodded seriously and hurriedly, ran to the yellow cloth in small steps, sat on the right side with his buttocks, closed his eyes tightly, and only heard Lu Shibai shouting at Baku:

"Eight bitters, bring the gods to me!"

Ba Ku just wanted to reply, but Lu Shibai rushed ahead and pointed to his nose, "Don't tell me about the Buddha, the Buddha didn't tell me about it!" ”

"......" Baku looked at the palms that had just been closed, and then looked at the sedan chair not far away, and finally sighed and walked over with heavy steps.

After clumsily pulling the deity out of the palanquin, he carried it on his back again, two stiff arms resting right on his shoulders, hands hanging down on his chest.

Bowing his head, he swept to the wrist of the god, secretly frowned and turned the god on his body, his heart sank, he quickly ran to Lu Eighteen's side, panted and put the god on the ground, grabbed the god's wrist, stretched out in front of Lu Eighteen, and his face was heavy:

"Look here!"