The hand-to-hand combat in the tent didn't last long, and it ended with two bad women who couldn't support it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Regardless of the cold and freezing, I was thrown out of the warm and spring-like small tent, but fortunately, the two of them still had a little conscience, because the coat of the milk shell was thrown out.

I squatted outside the tent, lit a deer with a trembling rope, and took a deep breath before I felt that my spirit was better.

The whole body is still hot and soft, but some parts of the body are still hard as rigid, standing proudly, and the outstanding body, probing the brain, is dancing in the cold wind.

"Whew, it's so enjoyable, I never knew that doing this kind of thing can be so cool. Well, it's just a little painful, and it hurts terribly. Haiqing's voice was full of exhaustion after extreme pleasure.

"Ah, it hurts. Sister Qing, on a cold day, will it be cruel to throw him out? Pig Xiaomei's voice came faintly, but there was no doubt that the resolution was worse than Haiqing's bold voice.

"Little girl, what do you know? You can't treat this kind of person too well. Let's run out, throw him out, let him reflect, reflect, the provincial always pretend to be thirteen in front of our sisters! ”

"Well, I'll listen to Sister Qing!"

"And what else to say? You say you're a little girl, but you're too honest! Stayed for so long, still, still! Ha ha! If this kid had fallen into my hands earlier, I would have cleaned him up a long time ago, but Xiaoya, next time, you remember, don't pour all the bottles into it, it's too wasteful, I estimate, about one-third of a bottle, it's fine. ”

"Well, I remember! Shall we go out and have a look? There has been no movement for a long time, no wonder it's worrying! ”

"Don't worry about him, you girl, everything is good, at a critical moment, you dare to make a move, it's just not good at all, soft-hearted! You remember, next time... Hurry up, put this blanket away, it's so memorable! ”

As I smoked a cigarette and listened to the whispers and laughter from time to time in the tent, I felt that my worldview, outlook on life, and values were collapsing at the same time.

Why didn't I ever think that there were so two wolves around me, who dared to think and dare to do, and who had no action and creativity? When was that pit dug up? While I'm sleeping?

This time, just after finishing things, just thinking, just thinking? Next time?

When you run out, throw me out, let me reflect, what do I reflect? Am I doing something wrong? Need to dress so scantily revealing on a cold day, and reflect in the cold wind? You're cool.,I'm still hard.。。。。 Ay!

At this time, my mood is extremely complicated, on the one hand, I feel sorry for Ruolan, and I am very ashamed in my heart, on the other hand, I want to be dissatisfied, hard as iron, I want to be raped hard, is it that the medicine is not over yet?

The river was surging and deafening, and near the tent, the light was warm and hazy, and the four fields were pitch black. There were no stars, no moon, and the gloomy and dim firmament was like a huge, indifferent face, glaring at the earth with disdain.

Rustling, rustling, dense, footsteps, coming from the direction of the great river. I glanced at the cartoon watch on my wrist, and the time was nearing the end of time, and those water ghosts who could not be led to the netherworld seemed to be the time to "breathe".

And the cartoon watch, because it is more difficult to pick, has become my only tool at this time, clean and slippery, this situation, bleak and depressed. Gu Yu, who never left his body, the concentric chain of five ghosts, had already been thrown into the corner of the tent by those two crazy girls, uh no, crazy women. Now, I can't go back and get it.

Complicated emotions make me afraid to face these two people, and my conservative heart is like a wild weed, full of expectations that I shouldn't have.

Rustling, constantly approaching, dense figures, gradually in the dark, slowly approaching.

Water ghosts, close to ghosts, have two reasons, the first is that they have a body. After normal death, the body will always be moved, and the soul after the body and soul are separated can only stay in place. But the water ghost is different, the tide in the big river is complicated and difficult to name, the body after death is extremely difficult to find, under the turbulence of the big river, the power of the law will also be weakened, resulting in the ghost being sealed in the body after death by strong water pressure, just like a hollow ball, wrapped in a solid ball.

Over time, the two become more difficult to separate. If the law of the netherworld, the wheel of law is still running, and the powerful power of the law can also lead the ghost to the netherworld, but it's a pity, now.

Second, they have complex emotions, suicidal, full of the roar of unfreedom after death, unnatural death, naturally full of the desire to live, and the despair, suffocation and fear of death. Unlike ordinary ghosts, losing their minds is violent and harmful.

The strange roar, like the cry of a baby, gradually approached, and faintly, you could see the approximate form of this water ghost, which numbered hundreds of people. His eyes protruded, his expression frightened, his body was swollen and white, and he walked slowly, slowly, slowly, and behind him, there were large traces of water.

The body is dead, and the ghost is hard to dispel.

And the roar they let out was the result of a swollen, pale body that had no trace of blood, driven by the spirit of injustice. The seven orifices were sealed by mud and sand, and only through the pores of the whole body, a sound was made, like a child's cry, sad and sharp.

This is the tragedy of the soul. If there is a choice, who would be willing to be a ghost who does not see the light of day?

Water ghosts, who died in the water, were full of fear of water before their death, but they could not stay away from the water, and during the day, they had to float around under the turbid and pressure-filled water, and even for the attack of the fish, there were no limited means of defense, and at night, only in the areas where the yang energy was the thinnest and sparsely populated, they came out to breathe, and this short period of time, perhaps, was the happiest time for them. Even if they don't feel happy anymore.

The mood of the water ghost, cold, desperate, suffocating. This group of water ghosts, who have been wandering for I don't know how many years, formed a ghost space that is only sad and desperate.

At this time, the warm tent is not only the place I long to live, but also the water ghost, the most nostalgic light and warmth in my memory.

However, they were very polite, just around the tent, constantly circling in circles, the "rustling" footsteps, the edge of the tent, gradually became wet, and on the ground, there were some fishy water stains, constantly increasing.

And in the tent, unconscious, there were bursts of snoring.

In just twenty minutes of breathing time, the stiff figures of the water ghosts, in groups, slowly walked towards the river. They don't like it, but, if they don't, the result is a complete demise.

Died once, even if, life at the bottom of the river is difficult, painful, full of high pressure, turbidity, cold, loneliness, desolation, cruelty and even fish full of natural enemies. They will also subconsciously choose to go there, because they have lost the right to choose their own life!

Without the guidance of the law, they could not get rid of their already rotten and mottled bodies, so they could only hide in this dilapidated house, waiting for the day when their bodies and souls were gone. If they do not die, when the time of the child is about to end, they will come out in droves to breathe.

Subconsciously, the companions who are also water ghosts will undoubtedly give each other some comfort and warmth!

They are ugly, even disgusting, their bodies are no longer blood, but puddles of dirty water, they are no longer human, but they have the horror and despair of human beings.

I pulled the corners of my clothes, and couldn't help but walk on my legs, and send them to the river.

Silently, they disappeared into the rushing darkness.

The roar of the soul, accompanied by the sound of the waves of the great river, this is: the death of the great river!