The Corpse and the Corpse Chaser (16)

For lunch, no, except for Xiao Tao and Qiu Jia, who ate a few bites decently, the other people didn't move a few chopsticks, and chatted about some trivial matters. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info should say that it was Boss Yu's people, and finally they seemed to be chatting about it, so they got up and prepared to leave.

And Xiao Mei stood indifferently on the side like a stereotypical waitress, looking at Boss Yu, Boss Li, Jia Erye, as well as Sister Long and Mao Bingbing, after they all left and walked out of the door, they stepped forward to clean up the tableware on the table.

Qiu Jia seemed to be deliberately a few steps behind, glanced sideways at Xiao Tao and the others, with a little inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, and nodded to Xiao Mei, who was looking at him, before stepping out.

"Miss Mao, how are those people, can you have dinner with you?"

Following the boss, walking into the door next to him, Boss Li, as if he remembered something, turned his head to look at Mao Bingbing, who was walking behind a few people, with a bit of boring boredom on his face, as if he couldn't lift his spirits, and asked with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Boss Li, do you want to listen to the truth or lie?"

Mao Bingbing's eyes that seemed to be full of magic showed a little sneer, and Boss Li's face fluttered when he heard the sound, and then he laughed dryly twice, followed behind Jia Erye and Sister Long, and walked into the door.

"Only the little guy with the 'live zongzi' still has a little bit to look at, and the rest of them, hehe, it seems that they all want to drink some soup and taste it!"

Qiu Jia, who came from behind, muttered two words in a deep voice, caught up with Mao Bingbing in three or two steps, and stepped into the door one step ahead of her. A flash of brightness flashed in Mao Bingbing's eyes, he snorted coldly, and walked in.

"Several, Boss Li and Sister Long should have told you that there will be a party in the evening, but there are only two hospitality tickets, please decide which two will attend!"

Xiao Mei's somewhat indifferent face, with strange curiosity, glanced at Xiao Tao again, asked a few people to clean up the tables and tableware in the room, left two golden cards, and pushed the door and walked out.

"Hehe, since a few handsome guys have agreed, my little sister is embarrassed, so I'll take one first!"

The girl who didn't look very old among the people, looking at the atmosphere that had been silent for a while, reached out and grabbed the yellow cloth bag with the gossip pattern printed on her hand, carried the bamboo pole canvas for fortune-telling on her back, and walked to the table with the golden card with a low smile.

"Sister Xiao Yang, you better give me the opportunity, otherwise, in the next three years, you will be haunted by powerful ghosts all day long, and nightmares will continue!"

Xiao Tao didn't plan to make a move so quickly, the girl who was called Xiao Yang's sister just took two steps, and two black shadows, one left and one right, rushed towards her. One of them was the man with a wooden sword in his hand and a small box on his back who had had a good conversation with her before and seemed to have a good relationship.

The other black shadow was a snake-like monster that looked like a snake. With an insect head, two whiskers in front of his head, and a twisted body, floating in a pink mist, he rushed towards Xiao Yang very quickly.

Yes!

As soon as Xiao Yang turned his head, he screamed in fright, and the bamboo pole and canvas used for fortune-telling in his hand were thrown forward, and then he turned around and hid aside, took out a stack of charm yellow paper from the gossip yellow cloth pocket on his waist, and threw it at the worm and snake without looking.

But it was still late, and the spell yellow paper that was thrown out didn't have any effect, and the insect and snake came first, and it was about to hit Xiao Yang's body first before another black shadow.

But fortunately, the bamboo pole was still a little useful, and it fell on the insect snake, blocking it for a while, so that it only tore the coat on Xiao Yang's shoulder, and did not hit her.

"Haha, then you're welcome!"

The man with the wooden sword in his hand, at this moment, also took a few steps to the table, smiled proudly, and reached out to grab the two golden cards.

"Hmph, look for death!"

A low cry with some hoarse and strange tones came, which made the man suddenly feel a chill in his heart, and before he could grasp the two cards that were within reach, he suddenly leaned sideways to the side. The table with the two cards was overwhelmed by him and stumbled against the wall with the two chairs next to him.

Bang!

At this moment, a figure came to his side at some point, reached out and punched the position where he was standing just now. Looking at the table that had fallen to the side and was shattered into a pile of sawdust, the man couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and looked at the figure in a panic, wearing a hat, mask and sunglasses, but there was a strange smell of rot that reached the tip of his nose.

"Corpse stinking?!"

Since he came into contact with this business, the man had seen many things that he had never encountered and imagined before, and only after a moment's hesitation, he remembered what the smell represented. I couldn't help but turn over and hurriedly crawl to the side, until I crawled to the feet of Xiao Yang next to him.

"Hand it over!"

The person wearing the national costume walked out to the side, looked at Xiao Yang who was holding two golden cards in his hand in a strange and hoarse tone, and shouted in a deep voice.

"You, what are you?" "This is a 'zongzi', a living zongzi, aren't you afraid of being contaminated with 'corpse gas', riddled with ghosts, and hurting your body!"

Xiao Yang looked at the man who picked up the wooden sword with a panicked face and asked.

"Hehe, it's a pity, he's not a living zongzi, just a living dead who has lost his soul and only has a spirit left! But he was lucky, and I turned it out in a graveyard! However, just this picture of not dead or alive, full of 'corpse smell', it really looks like a live zongzi, and it can still be beaten! ”

Bang!

Before the man's words fell, the burly and tightly covered live zongzi next to him punched him again.

The wooden sword in the man's hand slashed at his arm, but it was broken into two pieces at once.

And Xiao Yang on the side saw that the opportunity was not good, and took out a piece of yellow paper from his arms, which looked a little older than the previous one.

A trace of heartache flashed in Xiao Yang's eyes, but he gritted his teeth and ruthlessly threw it at the live zongzi in front of him.

Well?! Originally, he didn't care about it, and the man in the national costume saw the live zongzi whose body began to tremble after the yellow paper was pasted on his body, and a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Hehe, it looks like you still have some good stuff in your hands! But it's useless, my old buddy Zhang San, it's not so easy, I was restrained by you! ”

Woohoo!

A strange tone came out of the mouth of the live zongzi, and the yellow paper attached to his body began to emit a puff of green smoke. In just a few breaths, under Xiao Yang's stunned face and Zhang San's smug gaze, it turned into a piece of fly ash and fell to the ground.