The room was a little old, and the furniture was dusty, except for the single bed, which looked a little cleaner and a little stronger.

This is a crematorium room, but it is not for guests to sleep, it is just an ornament.

Tang Yan used to sleep here when he was working part-time, so he quickly cleaned up the house, and then fell asleep.

The events of the past few days are so strange that he is worried every day, and it is difficult for him to even sleep. But today is different, I saw a total of two people today, and none of those nonsense happened, so he slept soundly.

However, at twelve o'clock, the door was kicked open.

The dark clouds rushed to the bed sweating profusely, shook the quilt, and shouted incoherently: "I'm dripping mom, I'm dripping gods, I'm dripping ancestors, why are you still sleeping." God's waking up, there's a lot of outside."

When the door was kicked open by dark clouds, Tang Yan woke up, but when he opened his eyes, he saw the little Taoist priest pulling his quilt, and he didn't know what to say, so he was stunned on the spot.

"Stay away from me." Tang Yan grabbed the quilt with all his might, but he didn't let go.

"Oh my God, you're finally awake," Dark Cloud sat down on the ground and suddenly cried loudly.

What's the matter, Master Maoshan, didn't sleep in the middle of the night, ran to his room and cried, what kind of trouble is this?

"I said you want to cry, get out and cry for Lao Tzu. What the hell do you do in the middle of the night to make this kind of virtue? Tang Yan's temper was not good, so he jumped off the bed directly after making such a fuss, and put on a posture, the meaning was quite clear: that is, you are the descendant of Maoshan, Lao Tzu is very angry, and he will beat you the same.

"Hell, there are so many ghosts" Wuyun threw his snot to the ground, hugging Tang Yan's thighs and couldn't help himself.

"Hell, uncle, I said, where is your mastery during the day? Do you want to look in the mirror and see what your nest looks like now? ”

Despised the dark clouds from head to foot, Tang Yan suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked, "Ah, what did you say?" Ghost? Where is it? ”

It can be said that at this time, Tang Yan was too sensitive to the word "ghost".

"Outside, the back mountains are all over! Many" dark clouds were still trembling, but they still let go of Tang Yan's legs.

"Take me to have a look," Tang Yan gritted his teeth and said. He was also afraid of seeing ghosts, but he still wanted to see them.

"Don't go, you'll die, I won't allow you to go" After saying that, the dark clouds wanted to come over and hug their thighs again.

"Fuck your sister, useless things, get out of my son." Tang Yan kicked the little Taoist priest away, picked up his coat and ran towards the back mountain.

He has seen a ghost once in his life, or is it just a gambling ghost, Tang Yan is still not sure, whether the gambling ghost is a real ghost or an illusion, so he really wants to see what the ghost looks like

Not far from the back mountain, over the cremation house, walk about 20 meters to the foot of the mountain.

But everywhere is calm as usual, where is there any ghost?

"There's something wrong with this Taoist priest, SB!!" Tang Yan couldn't help but scold.

When he returned to the hut again, Tang Yan was completely angry, so he didn't care what Maoshan was or not, pulling the dark clouds out of the cabinet was a black kick.

"You SB, you can fool others, you actually deceived Lao Tzu" Tang Yan greeted him again.

These two kicks really used ten successes, but Tang Yan was still angry, this midnight was scared to death, how could he let go of the dark clouds so easily.

Seeing Tang Yan kicking over again, the dark cloud rolled a carp to avoid it, and hurriedly said: "Donor, please stop, if you are disrespectful to the poor road again, the poor road will be attacked."

"Are you still poor?" Tang Yan didn't feel angry, picked up a stool to the side and beckoned over.

"You forced me" Wuyun's eyes turned red, and he shouted: "Maoshan Sword Technique is the Nine Styles of Death!" ”

I saw a flash of blue light, directly splitting the stool in half.

"You" Tang Yan suddenly opened his mouth wide, looking at the dark cloud holding the copper coin sword in disbelief.

"Donor, offended" Wuyun gave a salute with one hand, put away the bronze sword, and as soon as the robe was taken off, the whole person's momentum changed.

"Do you think that you can beat Lao Tzu by a little phosphorus powder, a blue light, and a peel off your skin?" Tang Yan also threw away his coat and prepared for a dry fight.

"I can't imagine that my Maoshan heirs will attack ordinary people today, it's a sin! That's it" Wuyun sighed softly, and finally put on his robe, as if he didn't want to fight.

"Pretending and pretending, why don't you sigh, the master is lonely?" Tang Yan looked disdainful.

"Believe it or not. Say goodbye to the dark clouds and clenched their fists, and they were about to leave.

"Liar, didn't you say there are a lot of ghosts out there?" Tang Yan quipped.

"This" dark cloud turned back, with an embarrassed expression.

He was set on fire by Tang Yan just now, and now that he thinks about it calmly, he still doesn't dare to go out.

"Rubbish!" Tang Yan scolded.

"The master also said the same about me" The dark cloud sat on the ground, not paying attention.

"Your master is also a waste!" Tang Yan deliberately tried the depth of the Taoist priest, so he was not polite.

"Donor, please respect yourself!" The dark cloud said in a deep voice.

"Maoshan is also a waste!" Tang Yan provoked again.

"The master has lived up to your old man's expectations"

Wuyun stood up with an indifferent face, took off his robe again, and shouted: "Take back what Fang Cai said, otherwise you will be polite." ”

"Maoshan is waste. What's the matter, you bite me! Tang Yan grinned, unaware that the aura of the entire room had changed.

"Offended!"

I only heard these three words, and the dark clouds had moved.

"It's good, haha" Tang Yan laughed loudly and met it with his right fist.

Speaking of fighting, Tang Yan has never been afraid of anyone, he has killed pigs for several years, and his strength is so great that even he is afraid of this punch, not to mention two hundred catties, this is still afraid of injuring the little Taoist, so he secretly left a hand.

"Tiger Fist!" The dark clouds also clenched their fists and sent them out fiercely.

For some reason, at this moment, Tang Yan seemed to see a fierce tiger and pounced on him.

For some reason, there is always a bad premonition

Rumble!

The two fists collided, and there was such a sound.

Tang Yan's brain was blank, and he wondered if this Taoist priest added any explosive materials for the sake of stunts?

As soon as this thought came to him, he felt like he had hit a steel plate, and there was a heart-wrenching pain in his right hand, and then his whole body was knocked away.

Before he landed, Tang Yan seemed to see a tiger again, and he wanted to press on his body.

"Crossing over to the Water Margin?" This is Tang Yan's thought at this moment.

He couldn't think about it anymore, because the fist like a tiger had already smashed into his chest.

This blow almost smashed the green vegetables that I drank in the morning.

"I" Tang Yan didn't even finish speaking, and his whole body hit the ground.

Next, there was no tiger in sight, only a Taoist priest with an unkind face who was already sitting on his body, and then punched him in the face

There's nothing to fight back for, but that's not all!

Just like those boxers on TV, who were frantically beating sandbags, Tang Yan was the bag that was beaten.

It turns out that there is really Maoshan Mountain, and there is really a successor

At this moment, Tang Yan had already tried out the depth of this person.

"Donor, please retract what you just said," Wuyun said with a red face.

"I" Tang Yan still has the strength to speak.

"Offended!"

After a flurry of punches and kicks

"Donor, please take back what you just said"

"Ahh

"Offended"

Then, there was another flurry of punches and kicks

Tang Yan wanted to cry so much, who had he been afraid of for so many years? Whether it was selling meat to grab stalls at that time, or later forming gangs and fighting in groups, who could hurt him?

But this time, he was finally pushed to the ground and flattened, and he was slapped in the face

Really, outside the mountain, the green mountain building outside the building, a mountain is higher than a mountain.

He believed

Ten minutes later, the dark cloud finally stopped, and said seriously: "For the sake of your cooking and giving me food, I will spare you for the time being, and if there is a next time, I will break your bones!" ”

Tang Yan wanted to cry without tears, he had been fighting for so long, and he still said such cool words

The dark clouds put on their robes, sat down on the spot, and began to meditate. It's as if nothing had happened.

After lying on the ground for nearly half an hour, Tang Yan struggled to sit up, lit a cigarette, and took a few puffs hard.

The room was calm, and neither of them spoke.

"Woo woo" until this sound came from outside.

Wuyun suddenly opened his eyes, looked at Tang Yan with a solemn face, and asked, "What sound?" ”

How could Tang Yan answer, he was beaten so badly, and if he didn't scold, it would be amazing.

"Actually, Poor Dao didn't make a heavy hand just now." Wuyun said seriously.

It is true that he is not heavy-handed, as a party, Tang Yan can still feel it, but he still becomes a panda eye.

"Look at the donor is not like a bad person, there is a master here, and the poor way is offended" Wuyun hugged his fists and apologized.

What is a tall person or not, Tang Yan doesn't know, he knows that he has to be panicked, and he knows that it hurts to be slapped in the face.

Wuyun sighed and continued: "The ancestors of Maoshan are above, and the donor can insult the poor Dao, but he must not insult the poor Dao master. ”

Tang Yan still didn't pay attention, because he already knew

"This is some pain-relieving potion, applying it to the face can reduce swelling and relieve pain" Wuyun took out a small gourd and handed it over.

I don't know why, seeing this scene, I always feel like an adult is comforting a child to drink medicine, Tang Yan only hates that his skills are not as good as others, but he took the broken gourd.

"You don't have to apply so much, this medicine can be taken orally, you can" Wuyun instructed on the side.

"Shut up! SB！ ”