The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was full of grief and indignation, and when he turned his eyes to the stone house, the four female ghosts also shared the same hatred and turned their eyes to the stone house.

If you want to enter the stone house and see the crow pecking at the ghost sea Weiyang, you must first clear the ghost crow in front of the stone house.

The ghost crow has become a behemoth, standing majestically on the boulder, as high as a stone house, sometimes closing its eyes to recuperate, sometimes glancing coldly at the five wild ghosts, that look, both cynical and blind, as if the sky is the boss, the earth is the second, and it is a flat-haired beast, it is a well-deserved third.

This ghost crow was obviously the one who caught the poor dead for the first time and entered the psychedelic land, and it was also obviously the ghost crow that ate the opium given to it by the poor dead.

Although the crowpecker fed it opium and cured it of its sleeping sickness, the opium seemed to have addicted it, for it seemed to have a bit of a lack of internal energy, mixed with yawns, and some gaffe drooling and snot.

This ghost crow is the manifestation of an opium ghost.

The poor ghost Mao Changsheng was close to his beloved, but he knew that impatience was useless, so he calmed down, observed carefully, looked for the weakness of this great enemy, and unconsciously thought of the things of his previous life-

In the past, when people died in the Jade Emperor Village, they always had to invite a Mr. Yin and Yang to deal with some strange affairs that ordinary people couldn't handle, writing elegiac couplets, making soul-attracting flags, choosing yin places, looking at the mountains, mourning, and leaving the soul...... The old gentleman had to smoke opium three times a day.

Opium is a contradictory drug in the world, and ordinary people can't buy it if they want to, but Mr. Yin and Yang has a lot of it.

In order to save money, I also added some headache powder, mixed it into a grain as big as mouse feces, put it into a smoking gun with only a small hole, lit it sideways against the sesame oil lamp, and then inhaled it into my stomach with a sharp sip, not to let the green smoke drift away like smoking a cigar.

Before Mr. Yin and Yang smoked opium, he was dying, his breath was dying, and his face was bloodless, which made people think that it was a newly unearthed zombie, and it also made people worry that he would fall down and die at any time, but after smoking opium, he immediately became radiant, talked endlessly, and said something, as if he had become a different look.

That kind of life is not actually a life that belongs to oneself entirely, but a life that has been kidnapped by drugs.

Opium can kidnap a living person in the underworld, and it seems that it can kidnap the ghost of the underworld—at least the flat-haired beast in front of you.

The poor ghost was observing, thinking, and the four female ghosts whispered, and they had suddenly attacked and launched an attack on the ghost crow.

Bai Lian, who had hanged the ghost, flew out and tied the claw on the left side of the ghost crow, which was as thick as a cow's leg.

The tongue-pulling ghost's three-foot long tongue flew out and tied the claw on the right side of the ghost crow, which was as thick as a cow's leg.

The steamer's brightly colored pomegranate skirt flew out, like a rubber pocket with strong contraction, tightening the crow's horse-headed head.

And the expansive ghost, lifting an oval boulder weighing about a thousand pounds and full of edges and corners, is ready to throw and smash - if the ghost crow is dragged down and hit from top to bottom, it will become a meat patty, if not ashes.

Seeing this, the poor ghost clenched the two firecrackers, but felt that the five powerful ghosts besieging a flat-haired beast were a little invincible, so he simply collected the firecrackers, stepped aside, and watched coldly.

The Hanged Man and the Tongue Puller had floated off the ground into the air, and at once they exerted great force in two directions—the force with force that even a thick-skinned elephant could tear apart in an instant.

However, except for a snow-white feather hunting and fluttering in the mountain wind, the ghost crow is as steady as Mount Tai under its feet, and the two female ghosts pull its claws, just like two kindergarten children pulling a real Dongfeng car with two ropes.

"Come on, come on......" The steamer ghost smiled and clenched his fists to become a cheerleader.

The two female ghosts who were pulling felt that this was a malicious mockery, and they tried their best to pull again, and Bai Lian and his tongue were pulled several feet longer than before, as if the rubber band was pulled by an external force.

But as a result, the ghost crow, whose head was wrapped tightly in a pomegranate skirt and could not see, not only did not move, but also made a snoring sound, as if its head was wrapped in a pomegranate skirt to sleep, which was not only a great shame, but also a godsend.

Frustration and anger add to anger, and the hanged ghost and the tongue-pulling ghost are about to go crazy.

The steamer ghost turned his face to think about the swelling ghost, and urged: "Quick, throw the stone at that proud beast." ”

Before the expansion ghost moved, the ghost crow had already risen into the air, and the void at a height of 100 meters swirled around, and the tongue puller and the hanged ghost were driven to rotate at extreme speed, like the propeller of an airplane, which was extremely wonderful.

"Two sisters, stop it!" the steamer ghost reminded in a loud voice.

The hanged ghost immediately let go of Bai Lian, like a meteor flying out.

The tongue-puller let go of his tongue and suffered the same fate, and flew off into the distance with a scream.

However, it seemed to fly into the distance, and in an instant, it fell to the grass next to the poor dead ghost, and fell into a mess.

"Are you all right?" the poor ghost hurried to help, looking terrified, "Are you hurt?"

The hanged man and the tongue-puller had already stood upright on their own, looking at each other with a wry smile on their faces.

The ghost crow got rid of the entanglement of the two female ghosts, and landed on the large stone slab calmly and accurately, and slept lazily, without reaching out his paws to grab the pomegranate skirt on his head.

Seeing the pride of the swelling ghost, he ran a few steps quickly, stopped suddenly, and threw the boulder in his hand at the ghost crow like a lead ball.

The ghost crow listened to the wind and discerned things, waited until the boulder was close, suddenly jumped up, gently grabbed the boulder from the air with both claws, and silently placed it on the previous boulder, and landed lightly on it, looking more imposing than before.

The Tongue Puller, the Hanged Ghost, and the Bulging Ghost looked at each other and turned their gaze to the Steamer Ghost.

"Hehe," said the bloated ghost with a dry smile, "girl, you have a lot of skirts, and even gave one to that brute, it can't be that you have love hunger and are infatuated with brutes, right?"

"Thank you, old ...... The old lady will take care of her heart. The steamer ghost wanted to scold the "old guy", but he didn't want to cause civil strife due to the war of words, so he finally changed it to "old lady", "Do you want to know what happened in that dress?"

"What's the good thing in the dress?" said the tongue-puller, disdainfully, "if it hadn't been for your dress over my head and bringing bad luck to me, I would have torn that into eight pieces." ”

"I have shown mercy to my subordinates, so don't be ignorant and blame your incompetence as someone else's fault. The steamer ghost said indifferently, pointing at the ghost crow.

The pomegranate skirt on the ghost crow's head disappeared, and the head, which was as big as a horse's head, began to festered rapidly, first flowing out some white candles that melted the general plasma fluid, followed by some pale red plasma fluid, and then, the steel chisel-like muzzle shell fell down, and the entire part that had been wrapped in the pomegranate skirt collapsed like mud......

A headless ghost crow, standing motionless on top of two boulders, as if carved out of jade, the mountain wind gusts, the pine waves roll, it looks extremely weird.

The tongue-pulling ghosts, the hanged ghosts, the inflated ghosts, and the poor dead ghosts were all dumbfounded, and only the steamer ghosts were smiling lightly.

After a while, the swelling ghost clapped his hands again and again, and applauded again and again: "It's still the steamer ghost sister who has great ability! After committing suicide, I only call you sister, and I don't dare to call my sister anymore." Abolish that beast, and it's much easier to move. ”

"You are old, I should still call you sister. The steamer said humbly, smiling at the hanged man and the tongue-puller.

The hanged ghost and the tongue-pulling ghost were frightened, and their faces were as white as ashes.

The tongue-pulling ghost said in a trembling voice: "Sister Cao really showed mercy to her subordinates, otherwise the hanging ghost and my head, wrapped in your skirt, would have been so tragically dissolved." ”

The poor ghost said in horror: "You can't throw such a skirt casually!"

Cao Jinzhu, the steamer ghost, smiled and said, "I have seven such skirts, and there is only one of them that can turn heads, and they are specialized in dealing with super evil things." dealt with those two sisters, but there was no corpse bone powder. ”

With this, the tongue-pulling ghost and the hanged ghost softened their faces a lot, and they each breathed a sigh of relief.

The poor ghost sighed and asked, "What about the one you dealt with Xiang'er?"

"That's the best dress to wear. The steamer sighed, "It's a pity that you ruined it." You're going to have to pay me anyway. ”

"I can't afford to sell such a treasure. The poor dead man said helplessly.

"Go to the ghost market and buy one to compensate me, and forget it. The steamer smirked slyly, "You'll have to put it on for me yourself, though." ”

"Yes, that's how it should be. "The inflated ghosts, tongue-pulling ghosts and hanged ghosts clapped their hands, and they didn't dare to think about the poor ghosts anymore - the peaches in the sky are endlessly delicious and mouth-watering, but with Sun Wukong guarding them, who would dare to act rashly?

The poor ghost was full of melancholy, and called out loudly: "Xiang'er, where are you?"

"I'm here. The sound of the scissors ghost plum fragrance suddenly pierced through the stone house.

The four female ghosts were stunned.

The poor ghost felt like he had fallen asleep.