After a while, the two old ghosts returned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boss, there are three people in the car, and there is a big fat man."

"It is estimated that Zhu Zhaoyou is here, don't show up, Old Man Wang, you should also run away." After Zha Renzhong finished speaking, he moved behind the tombstone.

No one spoke anymore, and the wind blew to drown out the breathing of a few living people, and from a distance, there were only messy mounds of graves in the cemetery, where there was half a figure, and no one would think that someone would run to the graveyard to play in the middle of the night.

The three figures gradually approached, the leader was a tall man, the one walking in the middle was a thin man, and the one at the back was a fat man.

Zhu Zhaoyou walked on the brick road with one foot and one foot shallow, and looked at the grave beach with wide eyes, didn't any of them come?

Zhu Zhaoyou and the three walked to the edge of the pond, pointed to the tomb of the local tyrant and said with a smile: "This tomb is built with a foreign atmosphere, this is to die to heaven." ”

"It is estimated that the descendants of this family no longer live here, make money outside, and come back to repair a good grave for the old one, with a long face." The tall man said, listening to the voice, it should be the waiter who received Wang Zhihui in the Zhuangyuan Building that day.

The other thin man stood straight and didn't say a word.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Zhu Zhaoyou waited for a while, felt uneasy, and took out his mobile phone.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?" As soon as the phone was called, Zhu Zhaoyou choked.

"It's here, it's here, I've seen your car." The voice on the other end of the phone was exceptionally clear in the silence of the night.

"Hurry down." Zhu Zhaoyou hung up the phone and looked at Tian Di, and sure enough, a car light was lit in the distance.

Zhu Zhaoyou looked around quietly, thinking that those people should have arrived.

On the path, a figure ran and rested, and fell halfway through, stumbling into the graveyard.

A group of people hiding behind the mound knew that the target was coming, and they all quietly shrunk their bodies.

The figure was panting, and walked in front of Zhu Zhaoyou with an embarrassed face, a gust of wind blew, and Lao Ji showed his form on the side.

Zha Renzhong quietly stretched out his head and looked at it secretly, and it was Xiao Li who slipped away all the way.

I was tricked by this guy who seemed to be cowardly, villainous and stupid. The big guy held back his anger after seeing Xiao Li clearly.

"Why did you come?" Zhu Zhaoyou pretended to complain.

"It's not been peaceful lately, it's too dangerous for me to come out like this, it's better to be cautious." Lao Ji smiled, looked at the man next to him who was speechless, and was full of joy.

"I'm curious who made you look like this?" Zhu Zhaoyou asked casually.

"Don't ask so much, hurry up, I can't wait." Lao Ji rubbed his hands eagerly and did not answer.

Zhu Zhaoyou took a step to the side, and the tall waiter pushed the thin man who had been silent in front of Lao Ji.

The scrawny man only had air in and out of breath, and he was about to die, wearing a gray Mao suit, standing with his legs struggling, and he couldn't even open his eyelids.

Lao Ji was like a hungry man who hadn't eaten for a long time and ran into the sauna girl, and he threw himself over with drool.

The jagged man who was about to die suddenly became excited, babbling and singing, pointing at the sky and the ground with a pair of fingers, as if he had hallucinated after taking drugs, and smirked and spun in circles.

Not long after, the man licked his lips and smiled contentedly: "It's still fresh!" ”

At this time, the tall man and Xiao Li had already completed the transfer on the side and put away their mobile phones.

"As always, let's go first, you can do it yourself." Zhu Zhaoyou shook off the mud on his feet, unwilling to delay any longer, and left quickly with the tall man.

Lao Ji twisted his neck, felt the comfortable yin qi around him, and said with a smile: "What a layman, I don't know how to appreciate such a good scenery." ”

Zhu Zhaoyou turned a deaf ear and ran quickly with small steps.

Xiao Li stood in the graveyard trembling, looking at the dense graves around, and quietly leaned towards Lao Ji.

"Are you afraid?"

"I'm afraid ......," Xiao Li replied tremblingly.

"Man, there is always fear of the unknown, and the living are afraid of the dead." Lao Ji laughed, "What is there to be afraid of the dead, an empty shell, even if the corpse is changed, a fire will burn it out." ”

"Ghosts, don't be afraid, it is difficult to find one out of tens of thousands of ghosts who can reach my level. Ordinary imps are also scaring and scaring people, and those who can demagogue people are all famous, and they can also be famous in our industry. ”

"There's a ghost next to you." Lao Ji said to Xiao Li.

Xiao Li shrank his shoulders in fright and ran to Lao Ji's side.

"It's just an old man, this age is enough to live, how can there be someone who can't let go, and he won't leave in the world?" Lao Ji muttered to himself, and said into the air.

"Old man, why don't you go to reincarnation?"

An old man appeared, who was a novice of Wang Jindao, and said with a sigh: "I just wanted to see my little grandson more, but after death, he became a ghost, and my son moved to the city with his grandson, and he hasn't come back for several years." A few years ago, I came back to build a grave for me, and I was laughed at by these old neighbors. ”

The old man looked at the brick-built tomb of the local tyrant, and he didn't feel good in his heart.

"Then what do you have to be nostalgic for, reincarnate." Xiao Li felt something in his heart when he heard this, and couldn't help but persuade.

The old man glanced at Xiao Li, "How to vote?" When I died, my soul didn't disperse, but after so many years, it became stronger and stronger, and I cast a fart. ”

Xiao Li didn't understand, and asked suspiciously, "What do you mean?" ”

Lao Ji Xin got a body and was in a good mood, so he explained to Xiao Li: "After a person dies, the three souls and seven spirits are all scattered, and they are randomly combined with other souls in the underworld to form a new three souls and seven spirits, and they will turn into the yang world, either as a human or as a beast." ”

"If you don't break up, you can't be reincarnated? Anyway, in the end, they all made up three souls and seven spirits, doesn't he have a soul now? Xiao Li still didn't understand.

Lao Ji frowned, "If the soul is not dispersed, you can't enter the underworld, and you can't enter the reincarnation channel......

Lao Ji looked at the distant night sky, his eyes showed incomprehension and yearning, and muttered: "However, there is a ghost who has successfully passed ......"

"Foggy?" Xiao Li looked around.

I don't know when, a lot of white smoke rose from the cemetery.

"Why does it smell of smoke?" Xiao Li sniffed, and the fog smelled like cigarettes.

"Not good." Lao Ji suddenly woke up and saw that Zhu Zhaoyou had already turned on the headlights in the distance and ran, and the speed was too anxious.

Bang, Lao Ji was suddenly thrown to the ground by a figure, a sword stabbed into Lao Ji's heart, a talisman snapped on Lao Ji's head, a figure pressed the talisman, and quickly recited a complicated spell in his mouth.

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