Wu Ming rushed up and hugged the handsome monk's neck from the direction of his back. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Wu Ming's idea is very clear, hugging his neck and pressing the handsome monk down, but the handsome monk is infinitely powerful, and he almost threw Wu Ming away. Fortunately, Wu Ming hugged the handsome monk's neck, but he was also thrown to the front.

As soon as the inspiration moved, his legs were separated, and he clamped the waist of the handsome monk.

"My grass, this trick is called the roots of the old tree!"

"What about me, a serious 800 hero who saves beauty? Can we not say this nonsense? ”

Suddenly...... The handsome monk fell to the ground on his back, Wu Ming rode firmly on the body of the handsome monk, the handsome monk cried, Wu Ming looked up, the wind was blowing, the clouds were blown away, and the thunder stopped.

Wu Ming magically took out a lollipop from his pocket and handed it to the handsome monk, the handsome monk immediately burst into tears and laughed, and his innocent heart was surrounded by a lollipop, sweet seven meat and eight vegetarians.

The Leng family walked out of the hotel, and the white face of the Leng family was flat, and at this time the advantages were reflected, and they were almost scared to pee their pants, and they didn't see any changes on their faces.

The people in the village carried the handsome monk away as if they were gods, and the handsome monk said that if he ate a lollipop, he would give a lollipop, and if he said that he would eat a gummy, he would give a gummy, and if he said that he would eat a toffee, he would give a toffee. The handsome monk wanted to talk about eating meat proudly, but suddenly saw the fat man's vivid little eyes, and then he was discouraged and chose to eat ice cream.

The fat man frowned sadly, sighed and said, "If it goes on like this, it will spoil the handsome." ”

For Struggle Township, this is an unprecedented disaster, but it is impossible to explain, but the pain that swallows the stomach is like swallowing a detonator, and the intestines penetrate the stomach and rot out, tearing the heart apart.

Dai Xiao of the whole village, the carpenter of the village, drove all the wood into coffins, and the coffins were arranged according to the generations of the village, and a main street was placed.

The crying was endless, and it was around the beam for three days.

This depressing scene was about to explode, even Wu Ming couldn't complain, the fat man was silent, Momo was thoughtful, Qingqing accompanied the Leng family to kneel at the end of the coffin, in order to apologize.

Those who have lost their relatives in the village hate the Leng family to the core, and they point at the thousands of people coldly, and it is not an exaggeration to describe the current situation of the Leng family.

"This matter can't be blamed on the Leng family, when the Leng family was entangled by powerful ghosts, did we have anyone to show up to help, what we did was to break away from the Leng family, watch the fire from the other side, watch the Leng family die two sons, dazed and ignorant, and still discussing stupidly, whether the Leng family has done something immoral. When disasters find us, do we ask ourselves if we have done something immoral? ”

These words are right, and there is a sound on the ground, Wu Ming and the fat man are stunned, and they are really the old branch secretary of the village, who has been in blood and tears for ten years.

But......

The Leng family and Qingqing whispered, and the Leng family said: "This old man is doing well, and the money will increase by 20% for him next month." ”

"This kind of increase, by the end of the year, will become double the GDP."

Damn, the darkness is pervasive, Wu Ming and the fat man glanced at each other, and saw the capital CAO on each other's immature faces.

"Did I ask you to bring anything to prepare?"

"Bring it!"

"Give it to me!"

What did Wu Ming let the fat man bring? Actually, there is nothing? It is the charm drawn by the fat man with the spirit of creating Picasso's famous paintings.

Originally, those talismans were useless, Wu Ming asked the fat man to soak those talismans in the bath water of the handsome monk, but unfortunately, after taking them out and drying them, the folds lost their appearance. They were all ready to go into the trash can, and they were brought by Wu Ming on a whim, so the fat man's luggage was a lot heavier, and when he went out, he didn't forget to complain about Wu Ming.

"Gospel for the villages."

Wu Ming's voice attracted the villagers, buddy, people are crying and mourning, you are talking about the gospel at this time.

"Famous charms, children are not bullied, and a piece is posted at home to ensure longevity and health, and a long life. The original price is 8888, and now it is on sale at a discount, only 999! ”

If it weren't for Wu Ming and the handsome monk who had just leveled the century-old disaster in the village, they would have been driven out of the village by virtue of this pirated sales line.

Interest can defeat human nature, this sentence is not a joke, this village has become a zombie country, for the 999 rune, the villagers still take a wait-and-see attitude.

Wu Ming smiled, if everyone came up to buy it, it would really not be popular with the people.

"This time, everyone should be grateful to the young master of the Leng family, the living people in the village, who receive it with their real names, one for each person, and the fee will be paid by the Leng family."

As soon as these words fell, the 90-year-old branch secretary, on crutches, came over to get one. Then he said loudly in a deep voice: "Thank you, Young Master of the Leng family." ”

Hearing that it was free, the villagers pounced like zombies, and Wu Ming shouted loudly to the fat man: "Fat man, count!" ”

"None of them signed up."

"It's too slow to write names, draw straight words."

The flat face of the young master of the Leng family has finally changed, this 999, Struggle Township is a big village, looking at the fat man, with his Wang Xizhi's penmanship, sweating and writing the orthography, the Leng family felt that they were sweating.

Qingqing stood up angrily and wanted to explain, but was caught by the Leng family, who whispered: "The water can carry the boat or overturn the boat!" ”

Wu Ming secretly glanced at the Leng family's eldest and youngest and Qingqing, and saw them glaring at him angrily, and his heart blossomed.

……

This matter has come to an end, but it's just a prelude to the ghost village ghost hunting, and the real ghosts haven't been touched yet? It is located in the old mansion of the Leng family, the same place that was built like the 16th-century gloomy castle.

The old branch secretary opened for a while, and first went to report to his superiors, saying that he had the plague and died a lot of people, and applied for state subsidies. Then he invited Wu Ming and his party to the conference room to discuss the matter of ghost hunting with Wu Ming.

"It's better to burn that place down with a fire."

Wu Ming suggested.

"This matter, the Leng family has done it!"

When the grandfather of the Leng family left the village, he lit a fire, and the fire burned for three days and three nights.

"Then, don't find a lama to chant the scriptures, and the Taoist priest will exorcise ghosts!"

"The Leng family has also done this!"

Leng Sansi, the father of the Leng family, used this trick to make the lama recite the scriptures for three days and three nights, and the Taoist priest's exorcism talisman was plastered all over the fence. This was just to buy some time for Leng Sansi and give birth to a young master of the Leng family.

"So what do you say?"

"Why don't you let the Living Buddha go!"

The handsome monk has ghost eyes, he wants candy when he wants to eat candy, and when he wants to eat ice cream, he wants ice cream to eat, but if you ask him to do something, there is no door, and he will definitely cry to find a fat father. What a character the old branch secretary is, a model of observing words and feelings, he carefully observed this ghost-hunting team and found that the person who this ghost-hunting team really said was Wu Ming.

Thereupon......

Wu Ming was quite embarrassed, not that he didn't want the handsome monk to go, but after the rain and thunder that day, the grievances were scattered, and the sky was clear, and it was difficult to buy a lottery ticket if he wanted a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

Wu Ming frowned, thinking about how to get out, if there was no handsome monk, the ghost of the Leng family really couldn't be messed with.