At this time, Lao Dao took the hand of the burning talisman paper and swiped it at the tip of the wooden sword, the wooden sword seemed to be on fire at the top, with a flame on the top, and under the light of the flames, Lao Dao's thin face was a little dignified. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

continued to wave, and the old Taoist muttered in his mouth: "Taishang Laojun taught me to kill ghosts, and I am a god." Calling the Jade Girl, Collecting the Ominous ......"

After finishing reading, the waving wooden sword suddenly stopped, and stood in front of Lao Dao, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the roof, however, an unexpected scene happened.

The tip of the sword, which was originally against the firelight, was suddenly covered by a black shadow, and when he looked at it, the top of the Taoist wooden sword seemed to be a woman's underwear, and suddenly, the faces of the people around him were strange, and some people laughed out loud.

Lao Dao looked up with some confusion, a shocked, the hand holding the wooden sword trembled, and the women's underwear on the tip of the sword slipped down, just covering Lao Dao's face, and suddenly, the scene was a little embarrassing.

At this time, a woman's exclamation sounded in the crowd, and it was a woman with heavy makeup wearing a short skirt, her calves apart, and her thighs clamped, which was the woman who had talked to Zhang Guan before. Seeing that her face was flushed and she was holding a short skirt, it seemed that the underwear on the Taoist priest's head at this time seemed to be hers......

The woman with heavy makeup clamped her legs, trotted up, slapped Lao Dao's head, and scolded angrily: "You old and improper." As he spoke, he ripped off the underwear on Lao Dao's head, revealing Lao Dao's old face that was the color of pig liver.

The woman with heavy makeup felt that something was wrong, and threw the underwear in her hand on the face of the old man, and then after snorting coldly, she turned her head and left, and suddenly, everyone present laughed.

Zhang Guan, who was not far away, saw this situation and smiled meaningfully.

After Lao Dao smiled awkwardly, he ripped off the underwear on his face, and the fat manager on the side stepped forward with a strange face and asked in a low voice, "Master Zhang, what is the situation?" ”

Lao Dao didn't answer, and casually put his underwear into the gray cloth bag he was carrying on his shoulder, seeing this scene, the fat manager's face was even more strange, and he couldn't help but say: "Master, you ...... it"

The embarrassment on Lao Dao's face flashed, and he changed to a straight face and said: "This is not a simple panties, but a flying side...... Cloth, yes, flying across the cloth, the poor way just cast a spell interrupted by this filthy thing, even the true fire of samadhi can be directly extinguished, this is no longer a simple thing of the Three Realms, the poor road will bring it back, choose a good day, open the altar to practice, open the light for it, in order to suppress its sky-high bad luck, then, there will be no ghosts in your bar anymore. "Lao Dao put on a sad and compassionate look at the right time, I don't go to hell, who will go to hell.

Looking at this old way talking nonsense in this serious book, if these were not done by Zhang Guan at the instruction of the little ghost, Zhang Guan would almost believe this nonsense.

Zhang Guan muttered with a strange face: "Light up the underwear? Ward off evil spirits or contraception? This charlatan has a hammer ability, and it is a shame that the tattooed old man takes such a fancy to this bull-nosed veteran. ”

Ignoring the crowd of people, Zhang Guan got up and walked to the toilet, and when he unzipped his pants, the thin old man walked in with a light face.

Zhang Guan hurriedly twisted his face to the side, for fear that Lao Dao would recognize him, and then, Lao Dao stood in the urinal next to Zhang Guan, pulled down his pants, put water in it, and said to himself: "Young man, I know that you did all this. ”

The sound was not loud, but at this moment it was like thunder exploding in Zhang Guan's heart, this toilet at this time only Zhang Guan and Lao Dao, there was a noise of laughter from the crowd outside the toilet, but at this moment Zhang Guan felt that his surroundings seemed to be isolated, a dead silence.

Zhang Guan slowly turned his head to look at the expressionless old Dao, but the old dao just stared at his second brother and didn't look at Zhang Guan at all.

At this moment, Zhang Guan knew that this old way still had two brushes, the corners of Zhang Guan's mouth twitched, pressed the horror in his heart, and pretended to be calm and asked, "How do you know?" ”

"Do you really think Poor Dao is a charlatan?"

“……”

"I see that you have a widowed face, and now you are dead, it seems that there are some bad things haunted, and when I called you during the day, I actually wanted to save you." After Lao Dao shook off his second brother, he put on his pants and turned his head to look at Zhang Guan.

At this moment, Zhang was a mess of numbness, I didn't know whether what this old way said was true or false, frowning, Zhang Guan didn't know if this old way could be relied on, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Lao Dao seemed to see Zhang Guan's hesitation, and chuckled: "Let's go out and talk." ”

So, the two squeezed out of the bar through the crowd and walked down the street without saying a word.

Zhang Guan was the first to speak: "Do you know my identity? ”

"I don't know."

"Then how do you save me?"

"Tell me about what's happened to you lately."

"I ......" When Zhang Guan was about to say something, he didn't pay attention to the old way that looked at Zhang Guan, and his shoulder touched a middle-aged man in formal clothes who was passing by.

The man in the formal suit was holding a cup of high-end coffee in his hand, and this time he spilled his body, and the old man with a profound face suddenly panicked, bent over, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." As he spoke, he put his hand into the gray cloth bag he was carrying, took out a piece of cloth and rubbed it on the middle-aged man, Zhang Guan on the side saw it, the corners of his mouth twitched, he stretched out his hand to stop it but couldn't stop it, he wanted to say something in his mouth but swallowed it, and his outstretched hand retracted to cover his face.

The middle-aged man frowned, and was about to scold something, his eyes fell on the piece of cloth in Lao Dao's hand, his face changed, and he said coldly: "Stop, stop." Lao Dao looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously.

The middle-aged man frowned, took out the 'cloth' from Lao Dao's hand with two fingers, and when he saw the things in his hand clearly, Lao Dao's squinted eyes glared at the boss, and he muttered: "This ......." ”

The middle-aged man was holding between his fingers the underwear of the previous woman with heavy makeup, so close that Zhang Guan could see it clearly, the hot lace purple thong was glow-in-the-dark, and it was very commotionful!

The middle-aged man turned around with his underwear with an ugly face, and stretched his underwear in front of a woman with heavy makeup next to him, who was also looking ugly at the moment.

At this time, Zhang Guan and Lao Dao noticed that behind the middle-aged man stood the woman with heavy makeup who had lost her underwear before, there was such a coincidence in the world!

Lao Dao wanted to explain something, but the middle-aged man's voice trembled a little, and he looked at the woman with heavy makeup and said, "This, isn't this your underwear?" ”

The corners of the woman's mouth twitched, and she said with a bitter face: "You admit that you are wrong, this is not mine." ”

The middle-aged man slapped it and said viciously: "I took it off last night, and I helped you put it on this morning, can I recognize it?" As he spoke, he suddenly lifted the short skirt of the woman with heavy makeup.

Suddenly, spring appeared, accompanied by an exclamation, a seductive black came into view, even if it was only for a moment and was covered by the woman's skirt, Zhang Guan was still stunned.

The old Dao's eyes on the side were rounder than before, his mouth was slightly open, and he was more excited than seeing the Sanqing Dao Ancestor, Zhang Guan coughed lightly, and then pulled back the old Dao's mind.

The middle-aged man sneered, threw the underwear in his hand on the woman's face, turned his head and left, the woman with heavy makeup was about to cry, glared at Lao Dao fiercely, and scolded in a low voice: "You old immortal!" After speaking, he ignored the old way, waved his purple underwear, and trotted towards the middle-aged man.

Squinting his eyes, looking at the purple in the woman's hand fluttering in the wind, the old Taoist muttered: "Life is really lonely like snow." ”

Zhang Guan glanced at the old Tao with disdain, and muttered: "The underwear was taken away, I feel distressed, I almost believed your nonsense." With that, Zhang Guan no longer paid attention to the old road that was still staring into the distance, and walked away.