Loudly congratulated the poor dead ghost Mao Changsheng on gnawing a mouthful of concrete, it was Meng Haodong, a gut-pumping ghost with a wide body and fat body and exposed teeth.

Meng Haodong is really a ghost, he didn't come early and was dissatisfied, and the show had just ended—to be precise, he had just finished watching it.

"My brother seems to have suffered a little injury. The gut-pumping ghost Meng Haodong smiled proudly, "Can you still have a big fight with me?"

"The injury was a little bit, but the stomach and intestines were not rotten. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng said angrily, "You have come at a good time, you can sit back and reap the profits." I can't do it anymore, what are you fighting? Don't you see that Gu Tian is trying his best to deal with ghosts? You still want to continue fighting in the nest?"

"If you go outside, you must first settle inside, let's make a move!" Meng Haodong, the gut-pumping ghost, seemed to be smiling, his hand was raised in the air, ready to pat his stomach, "To tell you the truth, you also threaten my position, I'm sorry, I can only take advantage of the danger of the ghost and get rid of you!"

"That's true. Deduct the wages of migrant workers, I simply told the lord of Hades, and he will find you to settle the account. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng sneered, and slowly reached into his trouser pocket, "It doesn't seem so easy to get rid of me." ”

With that, he swung his left arm freely, and the shoulder pierced by the wooden sword was healed as before the conversation.

"Do you think I'm afraid of the old man of Hades?" the gut-pumping ghost became arrogant, "I have money, I have money, I have money, I have mercenaries, the king of hell, and I have my sooner or lower." ”

Oh, with such ambitions?

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was taken aback, and his heart was uneasy.

This rotten guy didn't have any tricks before, does he have it now?

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was silent, and said indifferently: "You are no longer suitable for the hell of intestinal pumping, and it is time to go to the hell of expansion—your ambition is so inflated that it is about to round your body." However, if you have ambitions, you can ignore my business, I promised those migrant workers that I would get their wages back for them. ”

"It's time to double the wages. Meng Haodong, the gut-pumping ghost, smiled, shook his hand, and had an extra stack of dark coins, not 100,000, but 80,000, "They have carefully processed this big restaurant, and it has become a genuine ghost building It has become a cherished nineteenth layer of hell, and it is a little unreasonable to give more wages." But who's going to get paid? Who has the ability?"

"I'll try. When the poor ghost Mao Changsheng's words fell, his left and right hands came out, and firecrackers, large and small, flew towards Meng Haodong overwhelmingly.

"Shhh

The stygian coins were originally as light as a feather, but after Meng Haodong's hands, they all became heavy and sharp as knives.

Those firecrackers, before they had time to explode, were cut into pieces by the underworld coins and fell in all directions.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately expanded his eyelids with both hands.

"What are you doing?" Meng Haodong was originally very proud, but then he became solemn, "What kind of trick are you?"

Mao Changsheng said solemnly: "This trick is called Shibei for three days, tearing off the eyelids and looking at each other." ”

The gut-pumping ghost Meng Haodong sneered, his right hand rotated, and the sky full of dark coins was concentrated, stretched and stretched, forming a strange circle, advancing and retreating suddenly, retracting and releasing freely.

"You just gouge out your eyes and look at it, and you don't have much chance to look at it," Meng Haodong said slowly, "I call it excessive wine every day, do you think I'm really a drunkard? I'm hiding from the world and practicing this trick of 'rich but not fatal'—you will be full of dark coins, but you can't use one yuan and a half and you will be wiped out!"

"Oh, so powerful?" the poor ghost Mao Changsheng frowned, but soon smiled again, "Dying in the arms of money, ashes and ashes, is also a beautiful talk." However, you are in charge of all kinds of opportunities and mercenary, will you not have practiced at home yet, and can only scare the coward?"

After saying that, he held his stomach and laughed as much as he could.

"Do you dare to doubt my divine skill Dafa?" Meng Haodong changed color angrily and shook his hand at the building next to him.

The ring flew past and passed through the wall, and immediately a large hole in the dustpan appeared in front of me, with neat and neat edges, and there was no rough feeling, as if a sharp blade was spinning out of the tofu.

"See?" Meng Haodong's face was triumphant, and as soon as he withdrew his hand, the Stygian Coin Ring returned and kept spinning in the void, "One hundred thousand Hell Coins, that is, 100,000 flying knives, do you understand? ”

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng shook his head and said with disdain: "First cut a hole in the wall with a cutter, and then use the ghost power to push the dark coin to knock it open, what's the big deal? As long as I have nothing to do, I will also make this trick." The underworld deception, it's okay to bomb the uninformed little ghost, but if you want to bluff the first handsome guy in Yanhuang Village, there is no fart effect. ”

"You-" Meng Haodong gritted his teeth.

"Why do you want to make such an ugly ghost, you kind of throw it at me!" Mao Changsheng turned around and patted his buttocks, "If I wrinkle my buttocks, I won't be a good ghost!"

"After saying so much, I still hope that you will kowtow and beg for mercy and do my little work again, so it seems that there is no hope!" Meng Haodong waved his hand angrily, and threw out more than fifty cubic meters of dark coins in the air, and the dark coins spread out to form a larger ring, covering Mao Changsheng.

In doing so, on the one hand, he wanted to let the poor ghost Mao Changsheng see his economic strength, and on the other hand, he wanted to make Mao Changsheng's life even more miserable.

"Obediently, there is a boss ghost who wants to smash me to death with a dark coin!" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng panicked, shouted, and in his hurry, he actually found a finely carved gourd and uncovered the stopper at once.

The stygian coin is like ten thousand sharp blades spinning and flying, which is extraordinary, but as soon as the gourd is opened, it is instantly arranged in rows, like a group of loaches that have been driven away, and a smoke slips into the gourd.

After the last coin entered the gourd, Mao Changsheng immediately plugged the gourd stopper and shouted: "Thank you boss! Thank you boss!"

Meng Haodong was stunned, and he wanted to continue to assemble the lineup of "rich and lifeless", and waved the ghost claws three times in a row, but there was no dark coin.

Mao Changsheng smiled all over his face, lazily tied the gourd to his trouser belt, and said politely: "Enough, enough, don't blame many people, I don't hate you at all!"

As he spoke, he turned around and wanted to slip away.

"I ran away with all my savings, and I still want to run?" Meng Haodong was about to cry and go crazy, "You...... What kind of trick are you, and when did you get to do that?"

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng smiled and said: "My trick is a bit long, it's called 'Southern Ghost Gong's Great Law of Accumulating Wealth', and it specializes in absorbing ill-gotten wealth for my use." When did you get it? I think about it, oh, by the way, it was practiced at the moment when I played against Gu Tian. He stabbed me in the throat with a move of 'Changhong Piercing the Sun', I let him stab me in the left shoulder with a sword, and rewarded him with two firecrackers with a move of 'Double Wind Piercing Ears' with both hands, and then slipped down with my hand, and made another move 'Fishing in troubled waters', touching one of his ghost gourds......"

While talking and comparing, painting sound and color, vivid.

"What a cunning poor ghost!" Meng Haodong, the gut-pumping ghost, sighed and asked, "Pretending to be a ghost gourd, why don't you suck you in and only suck my dark coins?"

"I was originally going to save my concubine, but unfortunately I only touched an empty gourd. The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was a little depressed, "It's good to be rich and rival the country, but it's also very lonely to have money and no love—I'd rather not have these dark coins, I just wish Xiang'er and them are safe." What did you just say? The gourd only sucks the dark coins and does not suck me, the answer is not simple: the poor ghost is not afraid of dirty, and after taking a bath with dog blood, the gourd naturally does not suck it, and those dark coins, although they are not dry or clean, but they are not stained with dog blood, so they all laugh at it!"

"I see. Alas, I shouldn't have offended you, I should have given you some small favors and made the most of them. A rare ghost. The intestinal ghost Meng Haodong had a look of remorse on his face, but he lifted the hem of his clothes in his hand, revealing a belly with a hole in the bowl, "Since I have come to this point, I have to let you see my earth-shattering ghost intestines - I have never used a trick, and the ghosts of the underworld still think that I will only do business to make money, so let you try it today!"

"Pork belly dog intestines, what's so delicious?" The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was not afraid, shaking the ghost gourd, "This place is full of your net worth and property, and it is still empty, it seems that there is no problem with pretending to be your life." It's not easy to see that you are trying your best to make money, so let's let you go elsewhere to make a fortune, you are ruthless and unjust, I don't want to kill them all. ”

Meng Haodong's raised right hand stopped in the air, looking at Xiang Hulu's gaze, with a lot of doubts.

As long as that hand is patted, the intestines curled up in the stomach will fly out like a poisonous snake, and it will not obediently retract without turning the world upside down.

In the past, the intestines would always be stuffed in and out again, repeatedly, and after secretly cultivating for a while, it would no longer be ugly in public.

However, after the intestines fly out, will they be sucked in by the ghost gourd?

Some risks are okay to take a hundred times, and some risks are miscalculated once, and there is no capital to take a second risk.

The dark coin that I got out of my hand has been packed with a gourd, do you still want to risk your life?

Where there is life, there is hope.

The intestinal ghost Meng Haodong sighed, lonely as a deep hole dripping water, put down the ghost claws, said "There will be a period later", and then floated into the hole that he spun out with the dark coin, and disappeared.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng let go of the gourd and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Fortunately, I left, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

What if the gourd is reopened and has been filled with dark coins, and Meng Haodong is not absorbed again?

That trick "rich but lifeless" is really powerful!

Fortunately, I picked a magical gourd!

Fortunately, under the pretext of diarrhea, on the way to the firecracker* shop, I met a vicious dog that was slaughtered!

Fortunately, in his previous life, he was an idle bachelor, wandering around, and there were no taboos!

If you have money, you can easily make a fortune, and you can do the importance of the underworld, and a fart will become a blessed ghost with good words.

But so what?

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng remembered the scissors ghost Mei Yixiang, and the steamer ghost Cao Jinzhu, and the fire of loneliness and anxiety burned brightly.

It's time to save them!

How to save them?