The ghosts who squatted down with their heads in their hands looked thin and small, like monkeys who hadn't eaten for a few days and nights, skinny and bones. I was reluctant to let go of the half of the chicken feet in my mouth.

The bell stood at the forefront, swept his eyes, and kicked the hip of the hawk-headed sparrow in it, startling him at the moment. The bell said in a low voice, "Say it quickly!" If you still want to eat the chicken feet, hand over the key that you took away! ”

The ghost replied with tears in his eyes: "My lord, we really didn't take the key, I don't believe you searched for it!" ”

At this moment, the old fox pulled his head to the lowest on one side, pretending to be one of the minions, so that the white-clothed soldiers who surrounded him could not see his face clearly.

The bell tried to look at the white-clothed soldiers behind him, and after the two white-clothed soldiers nodded, they went up and searched the ghost's body, and touched it all over his body, but he didn't search for anything valuable, only took out a rancid steamed bun from his inner bag.

The stinking smell made the white-clothed soldiers around me dizzy, "What kind of smell, how many days have this been in the nest." ”

The ghost was so embarrassed that he didn't speak, and he looked like a bear, and he hadn't eaten for ten days and half a month. The bell looked at him, took out a fruit bowl that he had taken from the spiritual seat, and threw it to him.

As soon as the ghost saw the fruit, he was so excited that his face burst into tears, and his tongue was about to fall out, and he put the fruit in his mouth with one hand, and swallowed it in one gulp before he had time to spit it out.

The three or five white-clothed soldiers around him were dumbfounded, and the bell stepped forward and asked, "I can't eat enough for this meal, why do you want to abandon the official and run away?" ”

The ghost cha replied while spitting seeds, crying and snorting: "My lord, there is no way, I don't even have soup to drink in it, and I still have a steamed bun here." ”

The bell didn't speak, and saw that the ghost cha didn't seem to be a bad person, so he walked up to the other onicha, bowed his head and said, "You look up!" ”

The second one looks like a ghostly chubby, but it's just that kind of fat, with a piece of chicken in his mouth, and I'm afraid he hasn't eaten it for a long time. When he raised his head, his eyes were dark, and he didn't say a word, just staring at him with a dull head.

The bell just glanced at it casually, and then walked in front of the third onicha, and after standing still for a while, he walked in front of the fourth onicha. These four ghosts all looked embarrassed, and all of them either had crooked necks or bulging eyes.

Until he walked in front of the fifth ghost, this ghost looked gray-haired, and there were a total of five ghosts hidden under the table before, but only this one looked particularly conspicuous, and when he lowered his head, he could see the wrinkles behind his ears full of fishtail spots.

The bell walked up to him, came down, stared at his hat for a few seconds, seemed to look familiar, tilted his head slightly, and said, "You! Put your head up. ”

But this ghost has always been reluctant to raise his head, and the appearance of shrinking his head and shrinking his head is extremely obscene, and it is not normal to look at it. The bell kicked his foot again and said, "What about you?" ”

The old ghost was frightened, so he slowly raised his head, with a pair of black eyes and a white beard on his chin. The bell blinked, his expression changed, and he said, "Ouch, isn't this an old acquaintance?" How have you been doing lately? Where did you go yesterday? As soon as I say goodbye to the bar, I don't see you. ”

The old ghost almost listlessly also laughed and said, "Hehe, I haven't seen you for a long time, how are you doing these days?" ”

"Alright, alright, take out the key!"

"Keys? What key? ”

"You're playing stupid for me? Skull Key. The bell couldn't help kicking him again, and then said, "Hurry up, I don't have time to waste here with you." ”

As soon as this sentence fell, the dozens of ghosts around him all hugged up with their legs, not only surrounding them, but also focusing their attention on the old ghost, and a pair of bright tiger head golden guns were aligned straight towards the old ghost's neck.

The old ghost still had a very calm expression, and said in a low voice, "What are you talking about?" I really don't understand a word, old man. ”

The bell stepped forward, pressed his knees all the way to his head, deliberately rubbed it, and said, "Then do you dare us to search your body?" ”

After hearing this, the old ghost frowned, and suddenly stood up against the wall, turned around, and looked up to the sky and laughed three times in a row. The white-clothed soldiers around were suddenly startled and took a step back.

The bell also moved back. The old ghost turned his head in a voice, opened his lips and showed his gold teeth, and said, "Just a few of you still want to search my body?" ”

Then, the old ghost stretched out his hands straight, spread his legs, and the cowhide bands on his face were crumpled when he looked up, "Ah!! There was a loud bang, and the nearby stone walls were shattered.

The old ghost's poor clothes applauded like a balloon at this moment, and the next second, "Smack!" With another thud, fragments of his clothes exploded directly from his body, scattering all around.

Two well-developed pectoral muscles emerged, the blood and tendons in the skin were bulging hard, and there was a carved pattern of a tiger descending the mountain on the right shoulder. I looked like a thin old ghost before, and my body instantly became so amazing.

The eyes of the white-clothed soldiers in a group were green, and as they retreated, their hands trembled a little, and their guns were almost unstable.

Then, the old ghost took out a chain hammer weighing dozens of pounds from his waist, threw it to the root of his eyes and went around the top of his head, "Huh! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! "Hit it back and forth violently like a golden hoop stick for dozens of turns, and finally smashed it directly to the ground, and the chain of hammers smashed to the floor, protruding pit marks of different shades, and splashing a stone as fine as sand.

The four shrunken ghosts on the side saw this scene, and while the white-clothed soldiers did not slow down, they quietly slipped away from the corner of the table back to back along the wall.

The old ghost almost shook the pigtail at the back of his head, took off the landlord's hat on his head, tore it and threw it aside. took three steps forward, put the hammer chain on his shoulder, forked the T-shaped step, turned his face and said: "The old man's life spans the eight wildernesses, travels north and south, goes up to the knife mountain, and goes down to the sea of fire. Kicking Taiyue, crossing the three rivers, crossing the Yellow River, swimming in the West Lake, with a stunt, how can you be caught! ”

The dozen or so white-clothed soldiers gathered around him in a daze, twisting their necks in fear to look at each other, and their legs couldn't help but move back.

The bell standing at the front took three steps back, and then ordered in a loud voice: "Give it to me!" Take down this old man! ”

The white-clothed soldiers stood in place and trembled, and they all rushed towards the old ghost with their guns raised.

The old ghost almost held a chain of hammers, and with a strong swing, two white-clothed soldiers attacked head-on, and the hammers floated in the air, just out of place, and smashed on the head of one of them.

After the man's head was smashed, his body flew to the other person, and both of them fell to the ground, their hands dropped, their mouths foaming, and their limbs still touching when they lay on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the seven or eight white-clothed soldiers who ushered in behind immediately stopped their steps, their heads were dripping with sweat, and none of them dared to move forward.

After the old ghost almost withdrew the hammer, he pulled his legs and smiled: "A group of ants dare to challenge me!" Soldiers in white? I think it's a termite soldier, haha, I really don't know how thick the sky is, which of you dares to be on it? ”

The white-clothed soldiers each turned their heads and glared again, as if they were hesitating about something, a few seconds later. As soon as they put away their guns, they quickly gathered together, and the two behind jumped onto the shoulders of the four people in front, and one jumped onto the shoulders of the two people above, piling up into a human tower.

After that, he bit the bottom of the seven-foot spear with his teeth and held it in his mouth, and he didn't know where the power in his body came from. Then, they shoved the gun down their throats, tilted their heads and swallowed it slowly.

The old ghost took a closer look and said with a smile: "Haha, what are you doing acrobatics?" I've only seen a sword-swallower, but I've never seen a spear-swallower! ”

At this moment, a golden light emerged from the human tower piled up by the white-clothed soldiers from the bottom to the top, wrapped outside, and it looked like an Arhat array. One of the white-clad soldiers opened his mouth and spat out a spear and squirted it at the old ghost's chest.

The old ghost almost saw that the spear was coming, and it was extremely fast, and immediately lifted one end of the hammer in his hand, pulled the chain and threw it at the same time. The hammer collided with the spear in the air, and the spear was broken in two, but the hammer remained intact.

The old ghost almost put away the hammer, and said with a triumphant smile: "I thought it was so powerful, pile up the Arhat array?" Scared the hell out of me! ”

Soon after the sound fell, the seven pikemen opened their mouths at the same time, and countless spear heads poured out of their lips, just like the swept machine gun bullets. A large amount of gunpowder rain swept through the air, densely squeezed into a honeycomb formation, lined up three or two feet wide, and flew up and down the old ghost's body.

The old ghost almost glared, and saw that there was nowhere to hide, so he had to use the hammer to shake back and forth to block, and knocked down seven or eight broken spear heads one by one, but the guns still kept gushing out of the mouths of those white-clothed soldiers, like endless spring water, which continued to gush out of their throats in large quantities.

The old ghost continued to move his pace, and as he stepped back, he used a chain of hammers to block the incoming spear heads, flicking left and right, and the floor was full of broken spear heads and tails, and the main floor was scattered all over the floor.

The last shot that came was almost old, and the hammer fell into the air and was not blocked. The head of the gun was stuck directly in his knee, "Click! A violent sound of broken bones resounded behind the entire mourning hall.

"Ah!!h

After the old ghost was shot in the knee, he knelt on the floor with one leg, completely lost his combat effectiveness, unable to continue to block, and his body stiffened into stone. The second shot was then plunged straight into his chest, spitting out a cloud of black blood from his lips.

The third shot followed up and plunged into the old ghost's abdomen, and there was another scream. The body was directly hit by the resistance of the gun head and flew to the wall, the hands were facing down vertically, the whole body was already relaxed, and the face was gloomy and hung on the wall by the gun head.

At this time, the seven faces of the white-clothed soldiers had been washed with sweat, and it seemed that their skills had almost been exhausted.

The bell, who had been standing on the side for a long time, also walked up this time, looked up at the old ghost's unrecognizable body, and immediately said, "Quick, search his body to see if the skeleton key is inside." ”

The white-clothed soldiers who had spread out on the ground breathed a few breaths of relief, and then stood up one after another, and one of them quickly ran over and touched all over his body, but found nothing, so he turned back to the bell and said, "My lord, there is nothing, it seems that it is really not him." ”

"It can't be him, otherwise why would he be so resistant? Anyway, I don't believe it, cut his body open and see if there is anything in his stomach! The bell said, and walked over to the old ghost.

The white-clothed soldier nodded, pulled out a scimitar from his waist, and was about to step forward to throw his stomach away, when the bell suddenly stopped: "Wait a minute! As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and put it on the old ghost's cheeks, and with all his strength, his mouth was pressed open, and a golden object spat out of his tongue.

The bell caught it and said, "Isn't this the skeleton key, it's actually hidden in your mouth, it's really an old fox!" ”

The white-clothed soldiers behind also followed, and at the same time said, "It's done, we can go now!" ”

As soon as the voice fell, the old ghost who was leaning against the wall suddenly opened his eyes, and no one noticed at this time, all staring at the skull key.

The old ghost slowly extended his hand to his chest and slowly pulled out the head of the gun, the movement was very small, and the voice was so thin that he couldn't realize it even if he was standing beside him. Three or five seconds later, the old ghost almost pulled out the entire spear head inserted in his chest, and at the same time, a pair of red eyes stared at the white-clothed soldiers, not turning.

The old ghost slowly slipped off the wall, holding the black blood-stained spear in his hand, and stood up with his hand on the wall, stepped forward, and inserted the spear directly into the back of one of the white-clothed soldiers.

The white-clothed soldier screamed, and the old ghost almost kicked his foot and flew several feet away.

This time, he realized that he turned his head to look behind him. It can be seen that the old ghost's face is all gray, and his front teeth are full of blood, and he suddenly laughed strangely: "Hahaha! You still want to kill me, it's too naïve, I'm invulnerable, I can still grow up with my heart and lungs, let me die! ”

The old ghost almost hooked his foot to pick up the lost hammer back in his hand, shook it hard, swung it forward, and smashed it on the head of a white-clothed soldier. The white-clothed soldier's head was directly smashed, and his brain seeped out of the bone, and before he could scream, he fell stiffly to the ground.

There were still three or five white-clothed soldiers nearby, and after panicking, they immediately dispersed, and each ran to the side, and the bell was so frightened that he also took a few steps back.

The old ghost almost held a chain of hammers, jumped up, flew to the eaves of the mourning hall, threw two tiles with his feet, turned a few times and landed on the roof, and after standing on it, he kept laughing, as if he was extremely excited, although his body was still bleeding.

The three white-clothed soldiers jumped to the roof at the same time, forming a triangular circle, each holding a golden gun in their hands, and at the same time aimed at the old ghost, and rushed over with the same pace.

The old ghost almost lifted the hammer high and smashed it the roof tiles, and a big hole appeared under his feet. Fragments of tiles splashed from all sides, large and small, sharp fragments, and then the hammer was thrown around, forcing a stream of air that swept the up and down pieces into the air, forming a galaxy line.

The three white-clothed soldiers rushed halfway through, but were blocked by a violent gust of wind, and could not continue to advance. The old ghost almost put the hammer away, and the galaxy-like shard flashed and flew towards the three of them.

The tiny pieces of tiles were like sharp daggers, and they were black all over their bodies, in their ears, in their eyes, and even in their lips.

The three of them stood on the roof, staggering, screaming again and again, but they didn't stand firm for a while, their feet slipped at the same time, and their whole bodies fell under the mourning hall along the eaves.

At this time, the old ghost looked down, put the hammer on his shoulder again, and laughed: "You residues are not my opponents at all, let's go back and practice for a few more years!" ”

The three white-clothed soldiers fell on the stone slab and covered their faces, howling "wow", their bodies turned over and over, and they were almost dying.

There were still the last two white-clothed soldiers left, and by this time their pants were already peeing on the ground, and they looked up at the old ghost, their teeth chattering. At the same time, he threw the gun, and before he could put on his shoes, he turned and fled.

Only Bell was left alone in the back of the entire mourning hall, staring at the old ghost, not feeling afraid.

The old ghost glared at her, and then leaped down from the roof, floating in the air with his hammer in his head, and pounced on the bell.

The moment he pounced in front of him, the old ghost reached over and tried to snatch the skull key from the bell's hand. The bell reacted quickly, turned sideways, hid his hand behind his back, and the old ghost almost pounced, turned and floated back to the roof.

As soon as the bell walked up, he said to him with a smile: "You think too much, I have already got the skull key in my hand, how can I easily take it away from you." ”

The old ghost stood at the top and laughed and said, "Ha, is that really the case? You open your hand and take a look, and the key is still in your hand! ”

After hearing this, the bell immediately opened his palm in a hurry, and when he looked at it, he found that the skull key he was holding before had suddenly turned into a stone. After seeing this, the bell looked up and asked, "What tricks are you old fox doing?" ”

After the old ghost put down the hammer, he spit out a golden object from his mouth, shook it more than ten meters away from the bell, and said, "Look, isn't the key still in my mouth?" The old man has urgent matters this time, so I won't mess around with you, we will meet later! ”

After saying that, the old ghost almost jumped to another layer of roof, and black shadows flashed in the darkness, getting farther and farther away, almost becoming a small black dot.

The bell rushed up: "Wait, don't run, I'm going to chase you!" As he spoke, he immediately stretched out his fingertips, bit his fingers, took a mouthful of water and spit it out, swayed his posture, and shouted at the blood on the ground: "Qianli Yan, come out!" ”

But in the next second, nothing happened, and the bell was anxious, and shouted again: "Qianli Yan, come out!" ”

But the blood was still frozen on the ground, and nothing happened. This time, the bell slapped his head and remembered that his skills had long since disappeared, and he couldn't spit fire out of his mouth at all.

After being helpless, he turned around with a sad face and walked out of the mourning hall.

When I came to the mourning hall, I suddenly found that dozens of people were kneeling in front of the spiritual seat, lined up in three columns, each holding three sticks of incense in their hands, as if they were worshipping something.

After taking a closer look, aren't these people the aunts and uncles who were playing mahjong before? Why did they suddenly feel like they had lost their souls, and they all burned incense and worshiped in front of the spiritual seat, and muttered silently in their mouths: "Ask the God of Wealth to bless the White Cloth, please ask the God of Wealth to bless the White Cloth!" ”

After two seconds, one of the aunts stood up and inserted the incense into the earthen ding, kowtowed three times in a row, and after getting up, returned to the mahjong table and sat down.

After that, several more people stood up from the ground, inserted the three sticks of incense in their hands, and kowtowed a few times, followed back to the mahjong table to make a table, and the four of them began to play mahjong.

There were even some people who put white paper in the brazier, begging to turn it into money, and kept kowtowing to the brazier.

The bell looked at it for a while, and his scalp was faintly numb, and he couldn't quite understand what they were doing. After laughing, he walked towards the outside of the mourning hall.

When I walked to the third mahjong table, a hand suddenly came out from under the table, tugged on the bell's ankle, and retracted the hand.

The bell felt a little cold under his feet, looked down and saw that there was nothing, only two men and two women were playing mahjong on the table, looking very old, two aunts, two uncles.

After staring at it for a while, he didn't care about anything, and continued to walk out towards the door of the mourning hall. As soon as he pulled out his leg, the hand appeared again, a small hand, like a little doll, and showed another arm and tugged at the corner of the bell's pants.

This time the strength was very strong, the bell had obviously felt it, and quickly twisted his neck to look back, but except for those aunts and uncles playing mahjong on the table, there was no fifth person on the table.

Bell felt a little strange, so she simply squatted down and put her face to the corner of the table, ready to find out. His eyes went over the two legs of the aunt on the stool, and continued to stretch his neck, hanging diagonally with two eyes looking at the corner of the table.

But there was no figure in the corner of the table except for an apple with three sticks of incense on it.

The three incense sticks burned halfway, and the incense ash fell on the apple surface, dyed black. At this point, the apple began to shake, like a baby's face, and it shook unnaturally, as if it were being pushed by a hand.

But the bell saw nothing but the apple, so he had to stare carefully for a while.

After a while, the three sticks of incense on the apple were suddenly blown out by a gust of wind blowing from the corner of the table, and they were extinguished at the same time. It stands to reason that the incense should burn more violently the more it blows, but this wind is like pouring a basin of water, and the fire core immediately turns black after it is extinguished.

Before I could see clearly, a human skin baby face suddenly fell on the compartment of the table, tied by the red thread around the neck, and hung upside down on the four corners under the table.

(To be continued)