Lao Dao smiled slightly, Huang Qinghe's stiff face twitched, as if he was wondering why the other party was laughing, and before he could figure it out, he suddenly felt an extremely hot energy rushing on his back. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Like a burning fire, Huang Qinghe looked up to the sky and roared, in extreme pain, and when he looked back, it was a person with a water gun who poured water on himself!

This person is naturally Zhang Guan, and the water gun in his hand is also a genuine high-pressure water gun, although it is not as powerful as the water gun of the fire officer, but it is also very powerful, and what is contained in it is naturally Zhang Guan's finger yin human urine.

I have to say that this improvement is really cross-era, not only solves the embarrassing problem of taking off pants, but also does not make people drink by mistake, and the most important thing is that the power is greatly strengthened, and the urine under high pressure is like a yellow dragon out of a hole, which is different from the past.

It's just that a few children next to him have been arguing to play with this water gun, which is a little embarrassing.

Ignoring these for the time being, Zhang Guan held the water gun, as if Stallone was possessed, and shot at Huang Qinghe, who was on the upper body.

Huang Qinghe howled in pain, suddenly, Huang Qinghe's voice was suffocated, his eyes rolled, his face slowly stretched, his body slowly softened, and he was about to fall to the ground, Lao Dao hurriedly ran up to support Huang Qinghe, looked at Zhang Guan, and shouted in his mouth: "Don't spray, make me die." ”

The old man helped Huang Qinghe and gently patted Huang Qinghe's shoulder a few times, and then, a few white bones fell out of Huang Qinghe's trousers.

The old man pulled out Huang Qinghe's shirt tucked in his pants, shook it, and a few more white bones fell out, and everyone present opened their mouths in surprise.

After a while, the white bones that fell out of the ground, and at this time, Huang Qinghe also woke up slowly, frowning, rubbing his head, and seemed to have no idea about what had happened before.

Lao Dao didn't explain anything, but squatted down and picked up a pile of white bones bit by bit and put them in the coffin, muttering: "Little brother, I offended just now, I'll send you back." ”

Huang Qinghe reacted and asked, "Master, ...... you are?"

Lao Dao smiled dryly: "Please the wrong person, this person is not your old man." ”

Huang Qinghe's face was suffocated, and he swallowed what he wanted to say.

Lao Dao motioned for a few strong men to carry the coffin back, and everyone returned to the cemetery.

Lao Dao looked at the big pit dug earlier and said, "I didn't expect so many people to press you, no wonder you can't breathe." As he spoke, he looked at a few strong men and said, "Keep digging." ”

So, another pair of white bones was found below, and this time the old man stepped forward to measure it carefully, and finally came to the conclusion, so he invited the old man's bones into the coffin.

The rest of the matter is smooth sailing, the old road is a little uneasy, I have to keep watch on the new grave overnight, Zhang Guan looked at the time, found that it was very late, and now there is no car to go back, so I simply accompanied the old road to guard the grave.

The people of the Huang family were sent away by the old way, and there was only a protruding grave bag and two old and one young sitting on the ground in the wilderness, the night breeze was cool, and it was very comfortable in the summer.

Lao Dao squinted at the sky and muttered, "Lao Dao, I haven't been able to sleep well lately, and I always feel that something big is going to happen." ”

Zhang Guan raised his eyebrows and answered: "What big deal can it be?" ”

"I can't figure it out, it's just a hunch."

"It's just fate."

"Your boy pee shouldn't be very good right now, right?" Lao Dao suddenly looked at Zhang Guan and said.

Zhang Guan scratched his head and said, "Yes, I found out too." ”

"You stinky boy didn't find a girl to break down, did you?"

"Of course not!" Zhang Guan said with a dry smile.

"That is estimated to be the loss of your yang energy, the ghost pattern behind you has been absorbing your yang energy, although your yang energy is a hundred times stronger than ordinary people, it is not as good as his loss day and night, I estimate that in another half a month, you will completely become a yin body, that is, a ghost body."

"Then I'm going to be a ghost?" Zhang Guan's face changed slightly.

"Between humans and ghosts, it's like a zombie, but compared to zombies, you have your own mind."

"So by that time I will not only be able to see ghosts, but I will also be able to actually touch them?"

"Hmm."

"That's not bad, even if I don't have the two killer weapons of boy urine and blood on the tip of my tongue, it's good that I can fight them head-on, it's better than fighting the air before." Zhang Guan comforted himself.

Zhang Guan recalled that before, in Principal Wen's villa, the big ghost could hit him, but he couldn't beat the big ghost, which was really aggrieved.

Lao Dao chuckled and said: "And after you become a ghost, you are much more powerful than ordinary ghosts, except for some drought fish that are difficult to come out of a hundred years or something, they are not your opponents." ”

"Wow, that's so strong." Zhang Guan is now looking forward to turning into a ghost.

"Hehe, at that time, you have to beware of some powerful Taoist priests, maybe they will take you in one day." The old man smiled strangely.

“……”

"I can teach you a little kung fu, and when the time comes, you don't have to mess around like a shrew fight."

"Wow, can you teach me to descend the dragon eighteen palms?" Zhang Guan jumped up and stared at Lao Dao with two eyes.

"Lower your head, I will only Tai Chi Baguazhang." Lao Dao scolded angrily.

"Huh? The legendary Tai Chi Baguazhang with four or two thousand catties? You can too! Zhang Guan stood in place and rubbed his hands, looking forward to it.

"Look at it." Lao Dao propped himself up, stood up as a pine, put on a posture, sank into the dantian, and after the breath was even, he finally hit the first palm.

Lao Dao's fist is fluttering, in Zhang Guan's opinion, this Lao Dao's palm can't push down the old lady.

The moonlight poured down, shining on the old road between opening and closing, the breeze blowing, flowing between the old road's fists, everything is so natural, like flowing water, the old road at this moment seems to melt into the surrounding night, it is really magical.

Zhang Guan was stunned, but he still had some doubts in his heart, this thing is estimated to be self-cultivation, and against the enemy, it is estimated that he was kicked to the ground before he could make a move.

Without waiting for Zhang Guan to figure it out, Lao Dao put away his fists and kicks, exhaled lightly, looked at Zhang Guan and asked, "How much do you remember?" ”

Zhang Guan scratched his head and said, "Half." ”

Lao Dao nodded slightly, then put on a posture, and demonstrated again, at the end, Lao Dao looked at Zhang Guan and asked, "How much do you remember now?" ”

"Forget half of it."

Lao Dao didn't speak, he hit again, and then asked Zhang Guan: "How much have you forgotten now?" ”

"Forget about it."

Lao Dao sat on the ground angrily and scolded: "What an elm head, this is not suitable for you, you should learn something else." ”

"Hey, why don't you follow the routine? That's what Zhang Wuji said when he learned his master's Tai Chi sword, and the master finally said that it was better to forget it all, and he would be able to fight the enemy. Zhang Guan scratched his head and asked with a strange face.

"You have read too many novels, you don't remember how to fight the moves, you can only learn and use these moves thoroughly first, Zhang Wuji has forgotten that he can still use the wooden sword to break the "eight-armed sword" Dongfang Bai, you forget these moves, you can only pick up your Wang Baquan. ”

"Hey, you've also seen Heaven and Dragon Slayer? Do you like Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Min, or Xiao Zhao? ”

"It's a joke that I don't have the leisure to look at Naraushzi...... In fact, Lao Dao still admires Xiao Zhao very much, and Zhou Zhiruo's frost beauty is also pleasing to the eye, if I had to choose......"

One old and one young were in the moonlight, leaning on the tombstone, talking about the children of the rivers and lakes written by Jin Yong, completely forgetting that the two were in the cemetery at this time, and completely forgetting that they wanted to learn Tai Chi Baguazhang.

There was nothing to do overnight, and the next morning, Lao Dao returned to Huang's house, collected the money and took Zhang Guan back, Zhang Guan then remembered that he said that he would send Li Feiling home, but he missed the appointment on the first day.

Back at school, Zhang Guan wanted to apologize to Li Feiling, but Li Feiling didn't pay attention to Zhang Guan at all, and Zhang Guan could only be helpless.

The days before the college entrance examination flew by, in the blink of an eye, it was the day of the college entrance examination, on this day, the school was filled with a restless youthful atmosphere, the school fence could no longer control this group of bear children, and the torn books were flying all over the sky with laughter.

Zhang Guan also felt a little panicked in his heart recently, not because of the college entrance examination, but because of a bad premonition that the wind and rain were coming.

The college entrance examination is really simple for Zhang Guan, hundreds of imps help Zhang Guan do questions, but he really can't, send the imps to collect answers everywhere, looking for them all over the school, just like that, Zhang Guan really saw Tsinghua University beckoning to him.

That night, Zhang Guanyi couldn't sleep in bed in his dormitory, and Da Mu spoke first: "After the last exam tomorrow, we will go our separate ways, hey." ”

"Yes, I guess we won't be in the same city, and Brother Guan will never cover us in the future."

"I didn't expect to graduate soon, Lao Tzu is still a virgin."

"There's still a chance, I heard that after the exam, there will be a graduation trip, hehe."

"Really? Where are you going to play? ”

The mood changed abruptly, and the sadness of the near-parting was dissipated, and several boys talked about the trip with bright eyes.

Zhang Guan was about to interject, and a little ghost quietly reported to Zhang Guan: "Brother Guan, Liu Xing, he has slipped out of school." ”

"Huh?" Zhang Guan pondered for a moment, then rolled out of bed, quickly got dressed, said hello, and ran outside the school.

Zhang Guan has a hunch that something big is going to happen tonight.