In the past two days in Wangcun, the village slaughtered pigs and sheep as if for the New Year, and got rid of the hundred-legged beast, and the villagers were happy. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info our status has also improved, the villagers no longer regard us as a deceitful eater and drinker, but treat us as a bodhisattva who saves the suffering and saves the suffering, which can be seen from the change in the attitude of the girls in the village towards the old evil.

A bunch of village girls surrounded the old evil man, and with an exaggerated expression like a nymphomaniac, they begged him to tell the heroic story of the previous demon subjugation. The old evil is so happy that it is a long stream, as the so-called: the warm wind makes tourists drunk, and the is not taxed. So the girl recklessly blew the bullshit, and the posture seemed to be like a ghost crying and howling and swearing not to be a human being, and it was blown so that if our beautiful world was without his yellow belt, it would be fucking ruined in minutes, and it would be occupied by demons and monsters.

What's even more annoying is that those stupid girls really eat this set, obviously full of flaws, and pretend to be seamless, pull down their IQ, and sit on the small bench and listen to it fascinated. If you take out your phone and click on it at this time, the question can be written as: A stupid X explains to a group of stupid X's what silly X is.

Seeing that the old evil is not tired of this, I said in my heart: You are really condescending if you don't do pyramid schemes, and your fooling Dafa can completely beat the cult/sect leader.

Bai Dun also had a very happy time, and a large number of children surrounded him, and the little fans called him Ultraman. The little guy seems to enjoy this kind of love, like a big frog with chicken blood, one will jump to the roof, the other will fly to the tree, only hate that the stage is too small, not as wide as the one-stemmed peak, and can't show all his abilities. Won the applause of a group of bare-ass children on the ground, and their little hands were numb.

Xiangdi Immortal is also okay, from time to time he plays chess with Lao Cui Tou next to the willow tree at the entrance of the village, and the villagers who make good things happen next to him keep pointing fingers on the side. Sometimes the villagers helped Xiang Dixian point out a good move, and made Lao Cuitou suffer from the enemy, and he saw that he was going to lose, so he rolled up his sleeves and wanted to fight with others, and Xiang Dixian went to persuade him to fight, and he was very busy.

I was not so happy, like an autistic child, slumped on a wicker chair in the middle of the village courtyard like "Ge You", my eyes were empty, looking at the sky, occasionally birds passed by, my thoughts danced in the clear blue sky, and I was inexplicably panicked. People are unlucky to drink water and stuff their teeth, you say that I am a harmless human and animal, I didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone, a big lump of bird droppings fell from the sky, and it happened to smash on the face, with a crisp sound, like a big mouth...

(My real friend asked me what the old evil looks like?) I said that since I saw the picture of "Ge You's trip", the old evil's blurred face was suddenly plump, vivid, clear and compelling. ）

Soon it was the seventh day for the ghost old man to mortgage the blood jade wrench. I live with the old evil Bai Dunxiang Dixian in a big tile house. After nightfall, the four of them slept on the bed with anxiety, listening to the movement outside the window with their ears pricked up.

I slept soundly, so I got up from time to time and went to the window to look out and smoke.

The old evil turned over before and looked at the time, but after a while, he was defeated by sleepiness and snoring. Before, Ya Ting swore to me that he would not sleep tonight, and he must help me stand on the field and see what tricks the ghost old man is doing. This shows how pale Chengruo is.

When the time was about to come, I was leaning on the edge of the window, tiredness hit, and just as my eyes were fighting and I was about to fall asleep, a cold wind blew in my face. The wind was so cold that it seemed to blow from the Arctic Ocean, and I shivered, and my sleepiness disappeared, and I saw that in the mist of the night, there were people shaking at the entrance of the village.

I turned my head and shouted, "Here we are!" Here it comes! ”

Xiangdi Immortal and Bai Dun hurriedly got up. The old evil turned over and told me to stop yelling, he wanted to sleep. The little guy snorted and pinched his buttocks, and the pain was so great that he almost rolled out of bed.

The four of them threw themselves on the edge of the window, and their eyes looked out of the window, only to see a team of people coming from the banana forest outside the village.

"Oh yo! This is a battle, oh, the devil has entered the village, right? "Old heresy.

There are indeed a lot of ghosts and horses in this team, it is estimated that there are twenty or thirty of them, and the first is two tall horses, on which sit two ghosts that look like knights, wearing cold and shining armor, and they are as tall as a city manager. Behind them are two little ghosts beating gongs and drums, as if they are dancing the gods, and some seem to be scattering paper money, and the movements are very funny. Behind them is a group of ghosts, who look like family members, and look around with their eyebrows, like a gang of thieves stepping on points. I really don't know what the owner of the family who hired them thinks.

Behind the ghost is an eight-person sedan chair, carried by eight ghost strong men, their movements are stiff, uniform, the parts below the body are almost transparent, and they float forward steadily, which makes the open-top sedan chair have no sense of bump at all, like a boat in the lake, drifting and walking.

An old man with crane hair and silver beard and a withered body sat calmly in the ghost sedan chair, slightly closed his eyes, his expression was intoxicated, shaking his head from time to time, and the chicken-like hands on the armrests of the sedan chair trembled from time to time, giving people the feeling of being intoxicated in the world of music and unable to extricate themselves. If you wear a Goethe headset again, then Fan Er can completely catch up with the mentor of The Voice of China.

Behind the ghost sedan chair, there are also a few fluttering figures in white clothes, dragging heavy overlapping shadows like tails, looking at their forms as if they are singing softly, of course, some are also hysterical, leading to singing. But all the expressions are very in place, as if telling others: we are singing with our lives and souls. The degree of professionalism is no less than that of the contestants of The Voice of China.

"Oh yo, this ghost old man is really not small! Sitting in a global limited edition roadster with a choir behind the buttocks. I don't even dare to score this forced pretend. With my thirty years of hard work and experience in pretending to be coerced, this ghost old man is simply a fighter in the pretending world! The old evil said.

Seeing the ghost sedan chair team coming into the village, I couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in my heart, the old evil and the Xiangdi Immortal were similar, and their breathing was so heavy that they seemed to be admiring Teacher Cang.

"Senior! What do you think of this old man? "I asked the Immortal.

"Although there is not much dealings between the old man and the underworld, judging from the calmness and confidence shown by this ghost elder, the profundity of his Taoism and the importance of his identity in the underworld should not be underestimated!" Hibiki said.

"How? Calf? The old heresy said, "Brother, I'm not wrong, right?" is also a person who pretends to be forced, I can imagine with my feet that this ghost old boy is determined to break the cow, what is this called? This is called strength pretending!! ”

After folding a few tiled houses, the team of ghost sedan chairs turned around and slowly came along the main road in the village towards us who were worried.

Through the bright moonlight, my eyes lit up, and I clearly saw the face that impressed me seven days ago: crane hair and silver beard, full of wrinkles, withered figure, sluggishness, wearing a navy blue Tang costume......